Carmen's Love Trap
The Baby and Bed Sheet Equation

Carmen

At 7 am I arrived in Indo November. Short-handed t-shirts, knee-length jeans, white shoes and sling bags were the outfits I wore for our first date. Tie a cardigan around the waist, just in case the weather is too hot and it will burn my skin later.

Apparently Mas Zaky has arrived. He stood in front of his car. He was wearing jeans with a white collar. His hands were tight because of his poking arm muscles, tempting a little of my faith until it was hard to swallow my own saliva.

"Morning, Baby! It was so fresh this morning!" greet Mas Zaky friendly.

"Waalaikumsalam" I replied.

"Oh my God, forget again. Assalamualaikum my dear future wife," repeated Mas Zaky with a seductive smile.

"Lebay. Let's leave! Someone will see!" I turned to the right and to the left, afraid that some members of my family would see us go together.

"OKAY. Please!" Mas Zaky opened the car door for me. I went inside and put on the seat belt.

"Before you leave, you open my dashboard first!" said Mas Zaky who has entered and is now sitting in the driver's seat.

I just follow and open the dashboard. I saw a small box inside. "What's this?" my many.

"Open it!"

I opened the box with a ribbon on it. Of course there is origami and it turns out that the contents inside are a candle. "Wax?"

"Yes. Aromatherapy candles are soothing if you use them before going to bed. I purposely ordered from one of the candle makers to make you like." Mas Zaky pulled back his car. After tipping, he drove his car to Dufan.

"Thank you" I said.

"Have you had breakfast?" ask Mas Zaky.

"Have," I answered honestly.

"One-way. I bought you a crepes cake. Good for a snack." Mas Zaky gave a black plastic wrap in which there was a paper wrap containing my favorite crepes cake.

"Thank you" I answered briefly.

"What are you going to ride today? How many times do rafting go? You like to ride rafting. You will not get bored even if your clothes are wet" said Mas Zaky.

"I don't think today. Don't bring a change of clothes. Later Mommy and Abi suspect that they are going to bring clothes," I refused.

"Oh just calm down. I brought you a change of clothes from our house." Mas Zaky took the paper bag in the back seat and gave it to me. "You can ride it over and over again. No problemo" said Mas Zaky.

"Your house. Corrections. Okay if there's a change of clothes, I'll think about it."

Mas Zaky smiled and suddenly ruffled my hair. "ops, sorry. Habits of the hands. Sorry, beautiful. You bales me. Can also be."

"That's what you want, Mom." I turned my eyes towards the window. Mas Zaky chose to go toll way, faster and not hit by traffic jams. There is no meaningful view, unlike through the alternative road that many salespeople.

"Baby, do you know why the elephant has such a long trunk?" ask Zaky suddenly.

"Yes that's the fate" I replied indifferently.

"Thou has no effort. Not because of that, baby! I'm anxious, pinch it, but put your lips on!" fashion Mas Zaky.

"I call Abi, dare?" threaten back.

"That Abi child. Continue to his Abi. You answered the real dong," grumbled Mas Zaky.

"That's what I answered. Destinies. How else would it be if it wasn't for fate?" my reply won't lose.

"The slip is also due to fate" said Mas Zaky again.

"That's all you know," I said.

"The answer is wrong" said Mas Zaky.

"Oh," I said short.

"Kok just 'oh' doang? Ask the cake, why is it wrong," said Mas Zaky.

"Should it be?" askaku.

"If you don't want to go back how?" ask again.

"Ah stop! Ribet!" Mas Zaky scratched his head because his plan failed. Poor as well. I also wondered why the elephant had such a long trunk. Ask me what the answer is.

"Jaudah I am nanya. Why is the elephant trunk long?" ask me in the end.

Mas Zaky's face is back bright. "That's dong! The elephant has a long trunk so that it can join the trunk with other elephants. I guess I'm the same as you, can join hands, right?"

Mas Zaky was about to hold my hand, but I was right away. "Krik .. krik .. garing tau!" my lips.

"Hah .. he's no fun. It was a god-class mutter tau," grumbled Mas Zaky as he blurted his lips.

"What god is so crisp? Pake all the elephant trunks are made into gombalan," my lips.

"Well, are you changing my gombalin, can you?" challenge Mas Zaky.

"Ih ogah's. I don't think there's any work on your gombalin!" reply with ketus.

"Well, if you don't want to. I am gombalin myself. Zaky handsome, you know what's the difference between Baby and bed sheets?" Mas Zaky pretended to be me. His voice was also changed somewhat.

"No. What similarities?" Now Mas Zaky's voice became his own.

"Mas Zaku want to know this?" Back Mas Zaky became me.

"Yes dong, Baby darling!"

"Baby with the sheets, both have ruffled the heart of Mas Zaky eyaaa."

I'm not strong enough not to laugh. What the hell, when I'm wearing the same sheets? But it's funny ha .. ha. ha ....

"Funny right? Do you know where I got this idea?" ask Mas Zaky.

"Where?" askaku.

"From Mama's nagging. When Mama was about to clean up my room, my sheets were a mess. Understandably, have fun yourself because there is no partner," Mas Zaky's story.

"But, pervert!" my lips.

"Yes his name is also a man. Reasonable, Neng. Continue to tell me the story. Mama saw my sheets messy and nagged like this: "How much is it like the owner's heart, ruffled?". Well, I'm using it to fight you!" Mas Zaky laughed contentedly and triumphantly.

"It's getting weird" I said.

"Look, what's important is that you laugh. No, my favorite bedspread?" fashion Mas Zaky.

"Am I Kintakun or My Love?" my answer.

"Well, you're not My Love, let's guess for yourself?" Now replace Mas Zaky who teases me.

I did not answer and chose to look back at the view outside the window. Why did I get caught by Mas Zaky? No, Mas Zaky's gonna have to fall into my trap.

"Alhamdulillah we have arrived. Are you ready to scream?" ask Mas Zaky.

"Ready," I replied briefly.

"You in the hotel or the back of the car? I'm ready to make you scream addictive? Enough to say, I want to refer. Get it done," tease Mas Zaky again.

"Bodo ah!" I did not respond to Mas Zaky who was now laughing happily at me.

After parking the car, Mas Zaky opened the car door for me. His hand was protecting my head as I was about to get off so as not to get hit by the roof of the car. It's a little overkill, but let it go. Maybe Mas Zaky is late for puberty?

"I bought a ticket first, right? Wait for me!" Just a few steps Mas Zaky walked, he came back again.

"Some one is missing" he said.

"What?"

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