
Monic daydreams in her room. He asked in his heart, Where did Steve go?
Maybe he married someone else?
Why am I curious about his current existence and state?
Maybe because Steve would call her at least once a day. But this, already some not the man did not contact her.
Someone knocked on his bedroom door.
"Why, Mal?"
"Road yuk, rather than you crouching yourself in the room continue."
Monic nodded, and they left alone.
"What are you thinking, Nun?"
"Nothing is."
"That's lying. You think about your parents?"
"Don't make more bets, deh!"
Ikmal sighed, he knew this line before him would always be upset when it came to discussing both of his parents.
They took a walk to the park not far from the apartment. There, a lot of couples making out. Some hugged, some even kissed. Ikmal turned his face away, embarrassed by the scene before him. Not just one couple, but many.
He glanced at Nuna, who looked ordinary.
Does Nuna do that often? What else is that too? After all, they have lived abroad for a long time.
"Why the hell, Mal? Don't you get kissed too, huh?" ask Nuna origin.
Ikmal choked on his own saliva.
"Who's same? Same you?"
"Damn it, same with your boyfriend!"
"Still single, Nun."
"You know, I want to find a lot of pretty doctors in our place."
"Let's see people kissing, so it's wrong. It's commonplace here, times."
In the past too, the first time Nuna saw something like this, she felt ashamed of herself. But for a long time, yes he was ordinary.
Ikmal did not dare to ask if Nuna had ever kissed in public like that. It was not his business, but he was sure, if one of the others had ever been, surely his brothers would have been instantly angry.
"Not to tell the others, it will be Arby who is the most rented." Nuna seemed to know what Ikmal was thinking.
They laughed softly, knowing how a jealous Arby Erlangga Abraham was.
"You've really been friends with Freya again, haven't you?"
"Yes, dong. I don't care what he hates me. She'll still be my best friend, my brother, and my little elf."
Little fairy? Sounds weird to Ikmal.
"You're normal, aren't you, Nun? Not experiencing any deviations?"
Plaques
Nuna directly hit Ikmal's back tightly, making the man grimace. The punch was indeed very powerful and made his back throb.
"I normally know, just like everyone else."
"Prove, dong!"
"meaning?"
Ikmal brought her face closer to Nuna. Their eyes meet each other. Ikmal did not answer right away, he just looked at Nuna's pretty face. Remembering how that face was when she was in Elementary School, then her face at Junior High School, then her face at High School, and her current face.
It happened long enough. Nuna remained silent, waiting for Ikmal to answer.
"Prove that you're a normal woman."
Nuna's face flushed red, annoyed by Ikmal's words. Does she look like she's not a normal girl. Ikmal's face is getting closer.
"Finding a boyfriend, getting married, and having children. Be happy with your life!" Ikmal then turned his face back, sitting up straight again.
Ikmal fucking, why do I have to prove it.