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Chapter 97 Staying at Dinda's House Part 4

A clear morning begins the day at Dinda's house. Dinda had been up since morning and was busy in the back helping her mother pack things into a bigger place to be easy to carry.

Arya who usually wakes up early now finds it difficult to open her eyes. His body crumbled because it had passed various solid meetings, driving up to Dinda's house, coupled with 2 hours of trouble sleeping until Dinda was finally there beside him.

‘Gawat, I seem to have become dependent on Dinda. If he is not there, these eyes are very difficult to sleep.’, Arya said inwardly as she rubbed her eyes. He immediately got up, moved to the bathroom and cleaned himself up.

Mommy is preparing breakfast while Arga is still busy with his online games in the room. He finished the exam and waited for the announcement. Arga who has learned to die for the last three months avenged his revenge by playing games every morning before noon if there is no need to deliver orders. Now, he just had to wait for Arya to finish.

“You're not coming, Dinda?”, ask Dinda.

Incidentally, Arya was done and ready to leave. Previously, he had eaten breakfast together with Mother, Arga, and also Dinda.

“Engga Bun, Arya mas said let him be with Arga. I was at home to accompany my mother. Tomorrow there is another order?”

“Besok empty. Mother deliberately empties because you and Arya will stay here. Your mom is busy making orders.”

“Mas Arya, hayuk. Already can leave?”, asked Arga heart - heart.

Although sometimes Arga is more comfortable near Arya, but still this man makes his existence a little intimidated.

“Oke, take the phone first.”, Arya picked up a phone located on top of the closet without paying too much attention to it.

Arya helps Arga carry the order with a push crane to the parking area of the mosque because his car is parked there. With this push crane, they only need to turn around once to bring all the orders into the car. Arya lifted the rear seat so that the car could load all the orders.

“Okay.”, Arya says signifies they are ready to leave.

On the way, Arya did not say much. He focused on the narrow streets and made sure nothing he hit. He is also a little stubborn if there is a car that is opposite to them because it will only make Arya difficult.

“So, you plan to go to college?”, Arya immediately broke the silence once her car had entered the big road.

“Iya mas.”, replied Arga a little hesitant. He was also surprised to be asked something serious.

“Hm.. already know what majors and at which campus?”, asked Arya again.

“Actually I still doubt mas, between interior design or management.”

“Hm, you like both?”

“Iya. I'm interested in both. I am happy with things that smell of interior design. But on the other hand, I also want to develop a.” business, explained Arga.

“Hm.. is very different from her brother.”, muttered Arya. Actually not muttering because his voice was clearly heard by Arga.

“Eh? Why mas?”

“Ah. no. What do you usually deliver orders with?”

“Usually with a motor parked in front of the house it is a. Use the basket on the left and right side.”

“Hm. pulling. You are not ashamed of friends?”, asked Arya curiously.

“Haha. why should I be ashamed. Precisely Arga is proud to be able to help mother and learn to do business early on.

“Hm.. mas like your thinking. Hopefully you can immediately decide which majors you want and succeed.”

“To be honest anyone wants Arga to ask Arya mas. But later, soon we get to the house of pemesan.”

“Oh okay. Turn right, straight, in front turn back right?”, asked Arya to make sure.

“Iya right mas. Mas Arya already memorized the streets around here?”, Arga was amazed because only armed with an address, Arya can know where to go.

“It looks like I've been here before. Hm. but whose house yes, kira - kira. Don't remember at all.”, muttered Arya.

“Ohiya, in front there is a rambutan tree, later the black fence we enter ya mas. His house is there.”

“Okay.”, Arya immediately follows Arga's instructions and parks her car.

From the terrace of the house in front of them, Arya could see two people who were waiting for food orders. The front of the terrace, there are several chairs - lined chairs that indicate this house is having a celebration.

Arya shuts down the car engine and gets off to immediately pick up food orders on the back. Arya lifted 2 boxes at once which immediately made Arga amazed.

“Wuhhh mas Arya is very strong.”, he praised unknowingly.

“Haha... usual, this is not half the usual barbell mas lift in the gym.”, he said while slightly inserting hyperbole there.

Actually two boxes have made it difficult. The veins of his burly arms were also visible due to objections. Two women waiting on the porch were amazed to see Arya.

“The food order will be placed where?”, asked Arya so close to the two women earlier.

“Oh.. there only. Later someone will lift into.”, he answered while pointing to a long table that is already located in front of the terrace.

Arya put it neatly to make sure the table fit for the next cardboard. Arga arrives with one more cardboard, and Arya brings back some of the remaining ones. There are 10 boxes in total.

“Arga, who is it? New employee? Ah.. but from his appearance it does not seem to be an employee.”, the woman asked Arga.

They already know each other, because this house has been subscribed to Ratna, the mother of Arga. Starting from circumcision, birthdays, tumpengan, and various other small events, always message Ratna.

Until now, Ratna has not been able to fulfill orders in large quantities such as weddings. At most, Ratna could only provide around 200 servings. Although it had previously forced a message of 400 servings, but most Ratna rejected it.

Not Ratna did not want to, but he thought the business of catering to the office - office, home - home was enough for him. For orders of up to 200 servings, Ratna will usually ask for help from her neighbors and get paid daily, like today's orders.

“Oh... hmm it.”, Arga was a bit confused to answer it because who knows the marriage of Dinda and Arya is limited only around neighbors and close family only.

“You have a super handsome acquaintance who did not say - say the hell?”, said the woman next to him.

“Ah haha.”, Arga just laughed awkwardly.

“Know dong once - once.”, they said while half joking.

“Only direct the same person.”, said Arga scratching - scratching his back head and returning to the car to take orders again.

“Why?”, asked Arya who had already put two boxes and was confused because they seemed to look chatter.

“Emm... haha I took another order yes.”, said Arga passed.

The two women instantly fell silent as soon as they heard Arya speak in her baritone voice. Not only her charm, but her aura also made the two women hesitant to ask.

“Oh. I am Arya, the daughter-in-law of Bu Ratna. It just so happens that today is staying at home, so all help inter”, Arya replied casually. The answer from Arya instantly became checkmate for the two women.

“Ohhh? Don't not her husband, Miss Ratna's daughter, huh? Well, what's the name, Ah Dinda??”, the two women said alternately.

On the one hand they were disappointed because the man in front of them already had one, but on the other hand they were also happy because they knew Dinda was a beautiful and kind woman. Because they have been registered, so several times they have also met. Dinda is very friendly and never hesitated to help if it turns out that there is something she needs to help.

“Haha yes.. Wh why? I am too old.. Create Dinda.”

“Ahhh enggak - no.. Old haha from where. Handsome and young like this. Wahh... very lucky Dinda.”, one of the women could not hide his surprise. He even issued a response that embarrassed him.

Arya smiled to hear it then immediately excuse me to lift the remaining two boxes again.

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“I did not expect Arya mas will serve chat two women earlier.”, said Arga in the car.

They are on their way home, but Arya plans not to go straight home and take Arga to cover briefly to her favorite cafe.

“Haha. if mas not ladeni, fear they do not want to order again Mother. What do you want?”, Arya asked Arga.

“Hm. I've never had a drink at a cafe like this. Confused also want to order what.”, said Arga.

“Hah? Never been? Is it SMA yet? Why are you not in love?”, Arya was surprised by Arga's answer and she immediately shot the question with to the point.

“Hahaha.gak. Dikasih. Especially if you have to deliver the order, Mother must always love more. But, I never came here.”

“Continue? If you walk with your High School friends where dong?”, Arya still does not understand why a boy like Arga never went to the cafe.

“We never get together at cafe mas. Usually in the futsal place, square, food bazaar, more to the activities of the community so mas.”, replied Arga.

“Hm..you already have a girlfriend?”, asked Arya again.

Before Arga answered, a waitress had already come to their table to take the order. Because Arga is confused to choose, Arya helps him to choose breakfast as well as drinks and some snacks.

Although they had breakfast, but lifting the food cardboard and travel far made their stomachs hungry again.

“Hm..”

“Why confused?”, asked Arya curiously.

“Do not say - say mba Dinda ya mas. Already have sih.”

“Kok anyway? What if Dinda knows?”

“Mba Dinda can't let me date. He said, going out later if you can be responsible. Jajan still ask mother, want macarin children people. Kasian mom tired of work. Gitu.”, replied Arga innocently mimicking Dinda's style while nagging her.

Arya's laughter instantly broke hearing that. He could imagine how the girl said it.

“But you keep going?”, asked Arya again, she still can't stop laughing because she thinks this is a very funny story.

Instead, Arga felt like he was sitting with someone else. Mas Arya who at that time he saw said the kabul wedding is not like this. At that time the Arya mas that he knew was very cold like an ice can.

“So, are you still dating?”, asked Arya again because she saw Arga dumbfounded.

“Do not tell mba Dinda ya mas. Arga is also the way to places that are expensive. He's Arga's best friend who used to walk with other friends. He is also not the type of girl who morotin girlfriend really. But if Dinda knows, I must be diomelin.”, explained Arga very detailed.

Arya laughed again. It seems like he hasn't laughed for a long time. Usually he just laughs like this with his cousins, Fam, Dito who may be over the age of Arga.

“Iyaa..your secret is safe. Means, Dinda really never dated before?”, suddenly Arya was curious.

“Iya. He's a butterfly. College home - college home. At least he went with his college friends - that's it. Hm.. Bianca, Sekar, who else is his name. I forgot, mas.”

“Ah.. You know that Bianca will marry one of mas.”'s cousins

“Ah is right Arya mas? Means it'll be a dong family, mas? Ahh”, Arga says reflex. His expression changed.

“Why? You don't like the power.”

“Hm. But my girlfriend is her sister Bianca.”

“Hahahaha..”, Arya laughed again. What a remarkable coincidence he thinks.

Order coming. Arga was amazed to see some of the menu because it was so new to him. One of them is tacos.

“But mas, there were previously several guys who approached mba Dinda. Even to come to home.”, said Arga. He was already so comfortable talking to Arya that their chatter just flowed by.

“Who?”, Arga's sentence just caught Arya's attention.

“Hm.. Most seniors he used to be on campus. Now it's working. In the past even mba Dinda had almost entered the company where seniors also work.”

“Trus Dinda response how?”

“Most of all mba Dinda faced as necessary and refused well - well. You get to come to the house, so Mba Dinda is not likely to drive away. But there is one person who almost made up the same mba Dinda. Whose name is yes.. Until now still WhatsApp me because mba Dinda has changed the number. Keep asking mba number Dinda keep.”

“Do not love.”, one word with a meaningful and intimidating expression from Arya successfully made Arga surprised. He thought Arya's response wouldn't be like that.

“Oh yes clear mas. I didn't respond. Mba Dinda also always want me to not respond again. Because mba Dinda also has refused well - well.”, replied Arga briefly. Suddenly he felt the figure of Arya that he saw first. Chilly.

‘Did I say wrong? Is Arya jealous? Ah time anyway? It was an incident first.’, Arga asked - asked in his heart.

‘But good if Arya mas jealous. Then he really loves the same mba Dinda. So, I'm relieved.’

“If that person still sends you a message. You give the number to mas.”, Arya said again to Arga.

“OK good mas.”, Arga reply briefly.

Arya immediately finished her meal. He felt strange, somehow Arga's talk made his heart hot. Before, he felt ordinary. This is an old story anyway.

‘What the hell is wrong with me. Why is my response excessive? I shouldn't have to say that. Heh. After all the man is strange, why has been refused still contact. Does he have no self-respect. Heh. Just be careful if you meet.’, Arya grumbled in her heart.

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