
After Daffa cleaned his body, he lay down on his bed. Staring at the ceiling of the room with an empty look, I don't know what he was thinking. Daffa reached into the cell phone on the table next to his bed.
"Home home?" His instincts suddenly just wanted to send a short message to Arumi.
Ting...
The notification tone of the incoming message on Arumi's phone, he who was watching his favorite Korean drama, was forced to see his phone that read.
"Daffa?" He was not used to seeing the name of Daffa sending him a short message. Though all this time he had never communicated pleasantries like this, only occasionally received a call from him even if really in need.
"I'm watching a drama." Arumi's reply was a little long. She was deliberately curious about what her future husband was doing.
"What exciting!"
"What's? He actually asked something like this?" Arumi looked up at Daffa's reply.
"Yes," Arumi replied briefly, whether this time Daffa will continue his chat or have just arrived here.
"Is there nothing you want to ask me?"
"What's? what should I ask, though," Arumi frowned as soon as she read the chat from Daffa. He did not care about it and went back to see the drama he was watching.
Eat a snack that is in his hand, without taking his eyes off the television screen.
Drt.. Drt..
His phone vibrated on the table in front of him. "Who the hell!" Arumi licked her fingers filled with spices from barbeque chips.
Daffa's name was on his phone screen. Apparently because Arumi did not return a message from him, he then contacted her via a call.
"Hello!"
"Why not reply to my message." as usual there was a flat and cold voice.
"ah! I forgot, I was too focused on the drama. What are you asking?" he lied because he actually did not understand the question posed by Daffa.
"Is there nothing you want to ask me?" Daffa repeated what he had sent through his message.
"Yes I've asked you, what did you ask in that message?" Arumi answered with a question. He deliberately makes Daffa confused because Arumi does not want to just himself feel confused.
"Arumi, you.." came Daffa's voice slightly upset.
"What's? Why are you angry?" Arumi scrunched his forehead.
"Don't you want to ask me about my scandal?" Daffa was forced to give in, and mention what the question meant. He was also eager to hear Arumi's answer.
"Oh that! Yeah, there's nothing I need to ask. The news is no more." The answer is casually, and the eyes remain focused on the television screen.
"No yes," said Daffa lirih.
"What's? What did you say, I didn't hear it?"
"Nothing." Daffa ended his call just like that.
"Why is he?" Arumi muttered to himself and shrugged both of his shoulders.
Daffa lay down on his bed. He daydreams with his chaotic mind. "I think our togetherness since childhood, will foster a feeling of liking between men and women when we are adults like this. But not for you, right?" Daffa monologued in his heart. "It's not fair, why am I the only one who likes you. Even after that night you just looked at me, didn't look at me."
Daffa let out a long sigh, closing those eyes that were not drowsy.
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"Daffa you want to work?" Justin asked when he saw his son coming down the stairs and fully dressed.
"Yes pi, where else to go." Answer's flat.
Pap Justin just kept quiet and glanced at his wife who was beside him.
"What?" Mam Calysta seemed surprised, "Daffa tomorrow is your wedding day, you're still going to work?"
"Yes I know that. What should I do if I don't go to work?"
"Do anything but work. You really don't take care of anything about your wedding, even the dowry did you have it ready?" Mam Calysta nagged with a stirring breath.
"It." He replied lazily as he was about to continue his steps.
"Then you think that's enough? Are you going to marry such a face, the dark circles in your eyes are so obvious."
Daffa had panda eyes because all night he could not sleep, he just pondered and daydreamed without direction.
"Go back to your room!" Firmly mam Calysta while pointing to the upper room. "If you keep insisting, it's better not to get married."
"What's? It can't be that way, if you talk, don't be careless." Finally Daffa spoke a little long, after only a short word.
"You are the ones who want to." Mam Calysta raised her voice again. "Quick back now, and follow all of Mami's words."
"Ck." Daffa was upset, he obeyed what his mother had said and returned to his room upstairs.
He opened the suit he was wearing and the tie attached to his neck, now only a white shirt on his body left.
For about twenty minutes Daffa lay with his eyes still literate, doing nothing. He just looked at the ceiling of the room with a blank look.
Geck.. Geck..
There was a sound behind the door of his room the sound of people knocking on the door.
"Daffa open the door." Mam Calysta's voice sounded from behind the door.
Daffa opened the door of his room lazily "What's up Mi?"
Without answering any questions from her, Mam Calysta barged into her son's room forcefully, and followed a few people behind her.
"What the fuck?" Daffa scrunched his forehead, seeing what his mother was doing.
"Don't protest too much." Mam Calysta.
"You take care of him quickly, you know what you have to do!" said Mam Calysta to three male employees of the salon subscription, of course not only famous course also this salon with quality and good service.
"Good mistress."
Yes, Mam Calysta called a male salon employee. Because of course he did not want to make his son-in-law misunderstand and feel disappointed if he knew it.
Daffa had refused and revolted with the idea of his Mami. How not, he was right to feel disgusted if the men touched him. Even though just massaging and taking care of his skin.
"If you don't want those who work, then I'll have the women do it. Let Arumi know what you're doing." Threatens Mam Calysta after receiving rejection from her son.
Inevitably Daffa obeyed the orders of his Mother, on the condition that Mam Calysta also had to accompany him inside. Not leaving him to be in one room with the male salon employees.
"When I know, I don't have to fear that Arumi will misunderstand, because she won't care at all." Daffa said in her heart.