A Handful of Love for You
51. The Kompek Park

Alena POV's

“Aras...Aris! Quick shower! We'll be leaving soon.” Atep gave orders to Aras and Aris.

“Shortly, Mang.” Aris was still engrossed in the spectacle.

“Aras,” call it on Level.

“After.” Focus on what is being watched.

“If you don't shower now, play it not so,” threatened Atep.

“Bent a minute, Mang. This is again exciting,” Aris's view is still attached to the television while Aras has started to move from his seat.

“Tuh Aras has gone up,” he exclaimed at Aris who still remains engrossed in front of the television.

“Having it replaced,” replied Aris casually.

“Basic boy.”

“Let them relax first. Why do we go early in the morning? The place is also not open at this time.” I defend my nephews.

“Let us come there not too late, so can long play.” He reveals the reason.

Not wanting to continue the debate, I refocused on watching on television.

“Tumben is not nyolot,” he said.

I try not to pay it back. Because if I reply to what he said, his business will not be finished. So I better just give up.

Not getting the response she wanted, she started nudging my arm.

“Aaan anyway?” I was disturbed by what he did.

“Why-why,” the answer is upsetting.

I shifted away from him.

Shortly after, he sat closer.

Feeling squeezed, I decided to sit on the floor with Aris.

He sat on the carpet beside me.

Outraged by her behavior, I pinched her arm hard. I don't care if he's in pain or not.

After pinching it, I immediately stood up and walked quickly towards the room.

Arriving in the room, I tried to calm the pounding in my chest.

Not long after, I heard a knock at the door.

Still trying to calm down, I didn't heed the pounding knocks on the door.

The sound of the knock was still heard, it seemed like the person who knocked was a forger and I knew who that person was.

After putting on the veil again, I walked towards the door and opened it hard.

“What else do you want?” I was upset when I saw a face I didn't want to see right now.

“You why the hell?” tanyakanya.

“Why-why,” answered me lazily.

“Taking a wait for Aras and Aris to take a shower and get ready, we take a walk to the park yuk complex!” bring him.

“Make. Lazy,” I replied ketus.

“Come on, let us know each other better.” He pulled my hand and stupidly I just wanted to follow him without a fight.

When it was almost to the main door, Teh Iyah called out to us.

“Eeeeh, where are you going?”

“You both walk. We also do not want to lose the same Teteh who is a friendly hobby.” The answer embarrassed me.

“Eh...eh, you are not yet halal to be friendly like us. Ijab kabul first, Tep,” exclaimed my brother while continuing to hug and kiss the face of Teh Iyah.

Upon seeing their affection, I pulled Atep's hand to get away from the showgirls.

“Woi, Atep! Don't you fuck Lena!” shouted my brother.

“Siap, A!” the answer.

“Come on!” I quickly pulled his hand.

“Sabar dong's. If you naf..”.

“Whispering!” I cut out his words before he passed on a sentence that I believe was negative.

After we got to the compound garden, I sat down on the garden chair and she followed me by sitting beside me.

“You said what?” ketus.

“What do you want to know?”

“Everything.”

“Then you were the first to say,” my proposal.

“You want to know about what?” tanyakanya.

“Terlarah. Although I don't really want to know either. But if you insist yes I just listen,” I replied as long as in my chest there is a turmoil that I am blowing up with difficulty.

“Hmmm...what was it?”

He looked like he was thinking about something.

“As of you,” I say.

“I'm an orphan. My father died when I was a kid. I have an older sister. She was married and taken by her husband out of the island because her husband worked as a TNI. As you already know, Teh Iyah is my foster brother. We grew up and stayed together until Teh Iyah married your sister.”

I listened to her story while nodding.

“My life is now 27 years old, 2 months away 28 years old. Maybe you wonder why I just graduated college. After graduating high school, I used to raise money for college. I was 20 years old when I started college. During college, I took a lot of time off because Iyah helped Teh grow her business. So, not lazy as you thought at the beginning we met,” he explained at length.

“Ya.”

“There are questions?” tanyanya enthusiastic.

“Gak.”

“Do not want to know me further?” He looked at me sharply.

“No,”I replied as casually as possible.

“Oh.”

Silent…

“Now it's your turn,” he said broke the silence between us.

“Hmmm... Where do I start? I'm 28 years old, another week 29. I'm one year older than you.” I told her my age clearly so she would respect me older than her.

“Ya.”

“You already know my parents and brother. I lived with my parents until 1 year ago. Now I live alone. You already know where I live. You know my job too. Actually I have a target to get married after the age of 30 years but all my family continues to urge me to get married, especially Aki.”

“Not good if you get the urge from family?” tanyakanya.

“Hmmm.. That is why when Teh Iyah proposed to match us, my family welcomed her with enthusiasm. Especially if you know that you are the adopted sister of Teh Iyah. I hope you don't take this matchmaking too seriously. I don't want us to feel forced just because of the insistence of family,”.

“I don't feel forced,” murmured witty.

“If I feel compelled?”

“You feel compelled? Do you really hate me?” ask with foresight.

“No. Uh, I mean I don't hate you. I have no reason to hate you.”

“If you don't hate what's wrong if we try?” He looked back at me

“I don't like it when you like to impose your will. You often do, and it makes me uncomfortable.”

“If I don't insist, you want?”

“You mean?” I don't understand what the question means.

“Yes, if I don't insist, you will accept me?” the answer.

“Receive what?”

“Receive me to be your husband. He-he-he..” his chuckles.

“Are you ready?” tanyaku.

“Siap.” the answer is no less firm.

“Many of my vices. You've seen a little bit of my vices this morning. I can't cook and I don't like to clean up either. If you know how clean, orderly and disciplined my brother is, then I am the opposite of my brother.”

“No problem,” the answer is relaxed.

“Now no problem, but it could be a problem later,” I said.

“I'm sure once we get married, we'll try to improve ourselves, won't we? I'm sure you'll learn to cook. But even if you can't cook, I'll cook. I can also help you clean up.”

“Hmmm..

"So?"

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to be continued.....