
POV 1st
Just as I was driving my car, my phone rang the tone of a video call from Anis.
"Please accept Yank! from Anis." My word.
Sari who was sitting next to me immediately grabbed the cellphone that I just put on the car dashboard, just that phone I activated again after I turned it off since last afternoon.
"Assalamualaikum Dik...iya why ?" Sari said so gently, while approaching me so that Anis understood that I was driving.
"Mbak Sari, uh where's the trip ?" Anis said shortly after being able to see the situation.
"Oh, this is how you eat outside." Sari replied with a sweet smile.
"It's eight o'clock just for dinner." Anis grumbled, making us laugh.
"What is seh bocil ?" My solute.
"Mas, his father kept you so when did he go home?" Ask Anis.
"Well, it's been said if we can go home just Monday morning so if monday afternoon smoothly has arrived home, how do we continue." My word.
"Yes, I was clear to the father of mas, but Bude Marni was sick like very bad. It's you're confused continue." Anis.
"Well there is Pakde Joyo why the father is confused, indeed bude sick what exactly ?" My toot.
"Hungus mas, you know what ?" Anis answered curious.
"Indeed because of what nduk ?" My toot.
"But you don't tell me who !" Said Anis trying to make a request to make me and Sari simultaneously laugh.
"Ih so evil that even ngetawain..." Said Anis sewot and frown.
"Yes we want to say who, besides we koar koar also no one knows, what news ?" My word.
"Indeed Bude got sick because of what Dik ?" Said Sari chimed in.
"That's why, because bude mergokin Mas Farhan is perverted with his boyfriend." Anis said while shuddering as if saying that she was disgusted.
While we who already know Farhan's disease, did not consider the news as a surprise because we knew sooner or later the Farhan ulcer would soon be smelled by his family. It's just that I don't understand why Farhan could be that reckless.
"Mr...Mas...kok quiet....?" Ask Anis again.
"Indeed we're told to say wow ?" My word.
"Ih Mas Agung mah not fun ah, Ms. Sari..!!" Anis.
"Yes, why ?" Sari replied softly very kindly along with her sweet smile.
"I'm sorry about this news." Said Anis, while Sari just nodded and laughed.
"Who dik, after all it's Mas Farhan like it's an old song anyway." Sari said.
"But why could Farhan be so careless, as if he had no brain." Mumbles.
"Yes it seems like it's also like Mas, because all day Pakde Joyo looks really upset I actually feel sorry too." Anis.
"Yes yes nduk we want to eat first, this has reached the special fried rice shrimp rempeyek." I said provoke my sister to envy.
"Hhh penginnn....!!!" Said Anis, as I thought.
"Hahaha so fast so that it can go where." My words were cut off because Anis was out of the way to turn off his call.
Food stalls five foot fried rice menu providers and various foods made from noodles was still quiet when we came, but a few moments later after us, some other visitors began to arrive.
Tonight is indeed Sunday night but with the condition of the date that has entered the old date in the support of the condition of farmers who are giggling between harvest seasons that are still quite long aka lean season makes the climate of street business in this kind of village actually hit the impact as well.
"Mas..I can ask you no ?" Sari said as we waited for our order to be made.
"Of course Sayank, what do you want to ask ?" My answer.
"The mas chirp." Answer Sari
"Why do you like it ?" My solute.
"Weishh.Don't be so mas, I have promised not that I'm only yours, I was actually trying to be nice to Aceng because respecting your friendship is nothing more, so don't get me wrong." Sari said that this time there was no emotion in her words.
"Then what do you want to ask ?" My toot.
"I mean it's gini Mas, it looks like Aceng is already wanting to get married too and you said that his relationship with Imas has no future because Imas has clearly rejected Aceng, he said, and just then Imas said to me that he likes you even more than he likes you and yesterday you also said Aceng told you to let me go, don't Imas ask Aceng to get you Mas, some kind of conspiracy?" Sari.
"It could be that Yank makes sense too." My answer.
"Then what did you get out of it ?" Ask Sari.
"You. He seems to like you. Isn't that so ?" My toot.
"Maybe but I'm definitely not likely to accommodate that kind of thing Mas, I've promised myself that you'll be the last and forever person in my life." Sari.
"Thank you, so am I." Answer's simple.
"The problem with these two people, the effect is quite large whether Mas is not afraid if they use all means to stab us from behind." Sari really.
"Don't worry, even if their roles are vital enough, I won't hesitate to get rid of them if they're like that, if they can betray, four iron hands won't betray, after I'm done with my manhood, I'll make sure no one can bother us." My word.
"But at least Mas should always be careful with the possibility of such a disorder." Sari said more cleanly after the food we ordered was finished serving.
"Okay, you too. You know my weak spot is on you." I said as I stroked Sari's cheek and fixed her hijab which was somewhat scattered due to the wind.
"But you'll always protect me, won't you...?" Sari said very casually, I just nodded.
"Yes let's eat first Sayank, this nasgor smells really appetizing." I said while biting the crispy shrimp rempeyek made as a complementary topping in addition to the perfect ripe cow's eye egg that I ordered.
The opinion of Sari about Aceng and Imas was actually quite tickling my mind, but questioning the integrity of Aceng also feels absurd, because from the beginning it can be said that he was the only person who helped me to cut down the plinth for my efforts and so far remained faithful with me.
Imas is probably worth questioning his commitment even though until now his performance is enough to make us all satisfied but his main motivation to join is what is worth questioning.
Moreover, this afternoon we have done something that can be said far enough, even though it has not reached the peak relationship. It can be said that in this case I myself am evil and uncontrollable.