Call Me Your Baby!
Part 15 Azka was my first love!

"Gaby, the plan is another 2 weeks Azka will inaugurate the application for you. There's a decision, right, son?" Beware of mama as the morning opener on this sunny week.

I still continue to enjoy a piece of bread that contains chocolate jam and a little message in it.

"Gaby, Mama, can't she answer it first? Mama is not very good with Azka and her family if you hang mulu."

"Duh Mah, how many times do I have to say and always repeat. I can't be the same Azka, Ma." My response to the last piece of bread I ate.

"You ask you to think wisely and open your mind to the point of yes and accept the proposal." The answer seemed to force me to be the wife of the man who is now a mystery in my life.

"Loh, that's maksa dong!" Chirp me with a little bit of intonation.

"What is the lack of Azka in your eyes?" My mother's strength exceeds mine.

"The thing is Mama doesn't need to know in detail why I rejected her repeatedly. In conclusion, I can't accept him even once I'm forced." My word.

"How can you accept all your decisions, even if you don't give a logical reason for this rejection." Answer again.

"Try me slowly to Mama, what's the matter, son?" Add it with increasingly sloping intonation.

"I promise I'll tell Mama everything but once I get all the evidence I've got about her." My answer is to try to give understanding to my mother.

"Ma, I said I'd like to meet his afternoon friend, but this morning the plan is to go to the salon first." I paused for a moment to relax all the troubled thoughts in this soul.

However, of all the problems that happened this second, the biggest thing I have to decide is about Azka's impromptu proposal, because it concerns both sides of the family. Oh yeah, one more even though I knew Azka long enough because we were almost in the same school, but just the same I still didn't know her as a whole. He was my best friend so for me it was enough to position him like that, without more or lack.

"Where are you going, son?" Mom screamed all the way to the room.

"You go see a friend or just muter muter looking for free air with friends in the office, Ma." My answer is to answer the origin of a number of questions mama.

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"Gue is here. Where are you, By?" Say someone over the phone that I know as my best friend since the first orientation.

"Gue is already inside, you just go in and just go to Cafe Machiato. I've been staying here, Nia."

While waiting for the arrival of this good friend of mine, occasionally I sip a glass of coffee with the taste of this machiato.

"Gaby!" Shouting someone with a distinctive shrill female voice broke the daydream of everyone present in the cafe on this occasion.

Then, I turned to look for the source of the voice that exactly called my name. My eyes were fixed on the young lady who was wearing yellow clothes and knee-length pants who seemed to be waving with a grinning smile towards me.

I called her through hand gestures with her distinctive smile. He seemed to understand and slowly began to walk closer to me.

"By, have you been here?" Asking as the opening meeting this afternoon.

"Not so long ago, there was something I did too." I'm obviously with this little lady.

"Lo's got a job at his mom's office?" Ask again who was so curious what daritadi and I was doing while waiting for his arrival to this cafe.

"Hahaha kirain is a big office slave." The answer.

"Eh bentar deh By. I'd like to order a drink first." His words were directly standing towards the cashier. I don't know what he ordered until so long he stood face to face with the cashier.

Before long, he walked slowly to see me again. But in the middle of his step, his name is called by the barista which means he must return to the barista table and take his order coffee.

"Thank you Kak Kania." Said Mba barista who is so friendly in serving customers. The smile never leaves the design of his face.

Kania was seen replying to him just by smirking a smile from his lips, then he stepped back towards the table I had occupied.

He pulled out a chair and sat facing me.

"Lo what message By?" Ask.

"You don't have to ask, you know what my answer is." My response.

"Hahaha yes definitely if not matcha yes caramel machiato." Her chirps.

"Anyway, why didn't I come here? Very lebai if the answer lo kangen because the day we are in the office and face to face each other is also fitting hours of rest. What do you want to say it's too sudden?" Kania asked me who was like interrogating.

"Duh Nia, I am confused where to start so that bridging is good and so you are not surprised." My words are still confused by the preparation of words per said in the talk.

"This is you serious By? No more kidding?" Ask who makes sure.

"Jeez Kania, I'm serious and I'm not kidding anymore. I try to start with this question. You know Azka, Nia?" I asked slowly while observing the facial features and expressions that would be created from the healing of the questions I just asked.

From his face he began to feel uneasy about the question relating to Azka's name. Actually, what I saw could have been just my unilateral assessment, but from the look on my face that I observed tonight, I was so sure he knew something behind Azka's name.

He remained silent for a while. Maybe he is preparing the opening answer so that I am not surprised by his statement.

"I know him. Why emang? You also know about that guy?" He asked back.

"Lo had a relationship with that guy Nia?" Ask me who tries to go straight to the core to get the information I want.

He's speechless. I can only look at me for a few seconds.

While I was to neutralize this tension, I tried to slowly sip coffee in front of me while still waiting for a definite answer from him.

"He was my first love in high school." Her speech.

Degs...

I wondered in my own mind. During High School I was in Azka but not Kanua. So, how could Azka be his first love?

"Wait Nia's. What do you mean? While I was in high school with Azka, but I just met you also when I was in college." My response was to try to dig up what Kania meant by noon today.