Damar (Not) For Wulan
A Day Outside

She's the girl I met at the mall. The woman I met was with Riki. He was here with a middle-aged lung man of Om Purnomo's age.

"Yes, sorry. I didn't mean it." I'm lazy to look for a storm. I quickly sat down without looking at him.

"Here you are, don't look for trouble! He's sorry, Beb." There was the sound of a man beside her.

"Ih, very tacky, never pull a chair in an expensive restaurant anyway, so it's rough tug the chair up nyenggol people." It seems he deliberately made a loud noise.

My clenched hands held back emotions, my hands hid under the table so that no one would know about my emotions.

"Wulan, don't worry, darling! I'm sorry, but it was also unintentional. She's not an elegant woman, but, bar-bar." Aunt Iren clasped my clenched hand. Slipping back.

"We'll order the food now!' Sister Pearl is so excited.

Damar was on the left of the chair, he was thrusting out a menu book. I saw the names of French and Italian cuisine. There is a flag of that country in the menu book in every cuisine.

One by one I opened it, confused which one to choose.

"For a long time, do not know what mesen want?" Damar seemed to understand what was on my mind.

"Hooh, confused about which one to choose. Want this message fear is not good, after all, the first time to a restaurant like this."

"Like spaghetti no? Or choose steak ajah, the safest. How's it?" He pointed to the menu book.

"You're the picky one, but don't eat it hard." We were both busy choosing the menu I wanted to eat.

"Cieee, it's so familiar. It's like soulmate. Later on sing, begitcuuu shuulit, forget Damar. Kikiki." Selena teased, her laughter chuckling.

"What is Elu Sel? Noisy." Damar did not respond to his sister's words. Selena stopped flirting because there was no response from her sister.

"This one is good, I think it's good." I pointed at a steak dish.

"Tenderloin steak, want some spaghetti? You seem to eat a lot until big ass so."

"Just son, so much you. If you eat a lot of tuh, big belly, not ass." I refute Damar's words.

"Yes, I'm this guy. Same this one too, you must like." Finally the menu moved. We both ordered food.

After we had all finished choosing food, we talked so much that our food came, the waiter served food on the table. Mutia's sister is friendly and friendly, unlike her brother-in-law who has since seemed to see me like a supernatural being between there and nothing. We ate and talked, and occasionally Damar helped me slice the steak I wanted to eat. I glanced at the woman's desk, they had gone home, the chair was empty.

At eight o'clock, we all went back to our homes. From morning until night outside, I felt tired. Mending works instead of having to sit around in restaurants. At least, my body moves so that health is maintained.

We arrived at Damar's house, I said straight to the room. I need to clean my body before I go to sleep.

A few minutes later, I put on the nightgown. Lying on the bed, hands on your back, eyes looking at the ceiling.

"It's only been a day here, it's been so bosen." Just about to close my eyes, there was a sound of hape that made me close my eyes.

"Mother? Tumbens." I answered that call.

"Yes, Mom. Malem tumben called."

"Lan, you're at Iren's and Purnomo's?"

"Yes, Mom. Why why?"

"Well, great. He said the engagement was accelerated. Another week Mother and Father came to Jakarta, as usual, those who gave fare."

"Mom, don't be that cool! Wulan is still lazy to be fooled. Want to find a guy other than Damar," I said expressing frustration.

"Are you sure you can find a guy who's more than Damar? Although he's still an ashdos, but, he has a coffee shop too. He works and does business, less try the Damar?" Mother's words made me even more upset.

"Mom doesn't know how she's doing."

"WHATAAA? YOU'RE NOT WRONG?" I cried out for not accepting that she was being praised like that by Mother.

"Nih son of kebangetan, Mother's ears to ring."

"Sorry, Mom. Mother's part if you want to boong, mbok ya guessed first."

"liying? Lying about what?"

"About Damar."

"Well you talk to me?" The figure of Damar appeared before his eyes.

"House, why are you in my room?" I ignored Mom across the phone.

"Gue's here because Mami told him to. Sono geh's! And one more thing, this isn't Elu's room, so, hand me over when I'm gonna be here while the door's not locked." After saying that, he walked away.

"Hiiiih, the guy wants me to turn his head, 0" I growled, clenching my hands.

"Lan, Wulan!" The sound came from the hape.

"Yes, Mom. Mother of horrors herself, right? It was Damar, so it was said to be kind and friendly. Which makes tension rise. Oh, yes, Mom. Wulan wants to go outside the room first. Called a friend of Mother's." Without waiting for Mom's response, I disconnected the phone call unilaterally.

I went out of the room, into the living room. They all gathered there, sitting and chattering.

"Wulan, here dong! Yesterday in the adjah room." Aunt Iren patted the sofa next to her.

"What's up, Tan?" I hesitated to get closer.

"Here, Mami wants to make you kebaya for the event fiancee. But, because the show is next week, it's very important, so, you choose your own event in this catalog!" He's giving his hape.

"Tante, is it not excessive? Is this just a fiancee?"

"Just your fiancee said?" Looks like I've been talking wrong, Auntie's upset with me. Face bent.

"What do you do anyway!"

"Sorry, Auntie." I approached, sat down next to her and then looked at the product catalog on a social media account. After talking about size and everything about kebaya, I decided to choose a model that suits me. Aunt Iren agreed with my choice.

I went back to my room because I was sleepy.

***

Two days changed, before the arrival of Mother and Father, I had to find a contract close to this house. The money had already been transferred by Aunt Iren to rent the house for an entire year. As usual, I looked for him with Damar. We were in the car, there was no conversation between us.

The street light turns red, the vehicle stops.

"Mar, look at the front!" Show me the street ahead.

"What's wrong?" His eyelids narrowed.

"Well, you didn't see?" I saw Zayn talking to a woman on the sidewalk.

Damar lowered the glass window, he pressed the horn a few times until my ears were ringing.

"What are you doing, Mar?"

"Shut up! They're not just the two of them, there's more coming."

Eits, who is it, when I mean Zayn, why is he talking about someone else?