Drunk Duda (Ceria Skalane Time)
MD185. Where's the problem?

"Aren't you back, Bray?" Gavin kicked slowly behind Safa's knee. 

Safa almost fell down, then she immediately balanced her body by holding on to me and mamah Dinda. His face was instantly masan, his piercing space was so agile. 

"Fall can be ashamed of me, Vin!" He kicked Gavin's calf in front of us. 

They look so familiar. 

"The truth is Gavin. Just go home, Fa." Mamah Dinda patted Safa's shoulder. 

"Yes, Mah." Safa puts her ugly face on Gavin, with Gavin replying to her. 

Apparently, they're one circle. 

I moved inside the house, without waiting for Safa to leave on her bike. My mood is ruined, because he's familiar with all women.

It's nice socializing around, but he's so close to Safa. They seem to have no distance, they are like a bestie, they seem to understand each other and they do not keep their image in front of each other. 

Even though my focus was scrapped, I continued to record what I needed. I made a list for my personal needs, as well as skincare that I do not yet have. Either Mamah Dinda took Kirei, because he did not come in again. Wanted to look, but I was lazy to go out and meet Gavin on the porch.

Pap, pap, pap! Fucking pap! Toal-toel kangen! Kangen face judes you! Kangen t!!! 

How upset I am. My stupidity can never be fixed. 

"An invitation, your former bedmate married again." An invitation landed on my lap, right after Gavin's throw. 

I immediately saw this luxurious looking invitation. Do not use plastic that has adhesive, this invitation uses thick cardboard paper with gold-inked batik motifs. 

Kirei's mother's on the spot. 

Apparently, the sender said my name. 

When this invitation was pulled up, the envelope with gold inked batik was apparently only wrapped in half the invitation. Truly luxurious, perhaps virgins are indeed expensive. 

Not only that the luxury looks. It's a place in a building we know here. In the loh building? Not in the mosque. 

Okay, doggling. 

I'm still reading it, the caption is the contract and the wedding reception. They seem to be officially married. 

His new surprise is….

Kenandra Al - Musthofa and Riska Indrisantika. 

Whatisthis? A joke? 

Hey, where's the name of the girl he was talking about yesterday? 

Hala Hamidah, yes? Where's his name? 

Left me, then in the end he went back to his ex-wife? Which is said to be traumatized by his ex-wife with men, it only gives her husband a chance to have fun in his second puberty without making it bother? 

I was given lovonorgestrel. Apparently, she just wanted to free her husband for a moment and pull him back into her arms. 

If his intentions were that bad. I'm sure, in his life there will be the hardest thing so he must be painstaking to take care of it until tired. I want him tired, I want him to give up and I want him to feel the most unlucky of the people around him. 

Playing the most depraved victim! 

"Ask the truth first, don't immediately swear." The ground-covered hand poked my nose. 

He doesn't know how to joke! He considers all circumstances he can joke about.

I immediately calmed hers down with all my might, then I went inside the room and hid my face under the pillow. I try to disguise my crying voice with this pillow, so that everyone does not know clearly my stupidity. 

I am the foolish woman who was carried away by the affection of an old man, who was enjoying his second puberty. I am a foolish woman, who is willing to marry under her hands just for the sake of being able to pluck every time without sin. I am the woman who does not have Marwah, because so trusting with old men who can always lock me in his arms. 

Brakhhh….

"Oh Allah, Ria…. Ehh, Ria's sister." It was Gavin's panicked voice using a re-improvised call. 

"MAMA, PAPAH, BANG GIVAN…. PLEASE JUST…. RIA'S BROTHER IS WRAPPED IN A PILLOW."

Even I was crying, and I kept quiet and thought. 

The sound of quick footsteps came into my room. 

"Where? Where?!!"

"Who's there, Vin?!"

"O Allah, astaghfirullah…. Call the cops, Dek!"

A second later, the pillow that covered my face immediately flew away. Really, I was like an idiot who was seen as panicking by everyone. 

"Who did it??" Papah Adi's face is red and black like freshly boiled beef for a while. 

Their eyes all turned to look at Gavin, with Gavin finally walking towards me and looking at my face. Stare like a wonder, do not ask the panicked gaze of mamah Dinda, bang Givan and papah Adi. 

"There has to be a culprit?" Gavin looked at everyone, after noticing my confused face mixed with tears and snot. 

"Did? You think???" Bang Givan pulled the chest off Gavin's shirt. 

"Cheap pillow, keep dying," Gavin replied with a plenary innocent expression. 

"Ria's not a baby, Vin! RIA'S NOT A BABY!" Bang Givan immediately shouted loosely in front of his sister's face. 

"It doesn't apply to everyone?" Gavin looked at his parents. 

Is it true that education in Brazil makes everyone think innocently like that? But I'm getting smarter, at work of course. Not in feelings. 

"What's the police number, Pah? Bener Festive police number, same Jakarta police number same yes?" The form of Canda mbak appeared with his smart phone. 

He made a clutch of innocence that happened here. 

"Astaghfirullahaladhim…. O Allah, O Rabbi…." Papah Adi walked to the corner of the room, then patted the walls of this room. 

His heart must be so stiff. 

"Don't you die because of the pillow?!!" Mamah Dinda pinched my thighs not knowing what to think. He sat on the edge of the bed, with his head bobble. 

"Oh, ouch…." It's so sad for his old pinches. 

"Abang put you on the bed, huh? You can't come down, even if you can come down! Yeah, that baby needs someone else's help! Different from adults, who can get out of bed without squint and suck on the floor. Adults can also tepis it pillow, although ten sleeping pillows nindihin his face. In fact, adults can make pillows so whimper your breath!!!" At once, bang Givan immediately made the contents of the pillow scatter in this room. 

"Mas, call the police or go clean?" Maybe Canda is still concerned about that. She even threw away the cotton that littered her husband's face. 

"Fireman dong, Canda!"

Skip, adult scenes!

Because bang Givan immediately grabbed his wife's lips in the middle of the excitement of the problem that was out of nowhere. 

Actually, who's guilty? 

L'm kah? 

Gavin? 

Is that Canda Ma'am? 

Or, the sleeping pillow that soiled this room? 

"Gee! Mas! Put all the cotton in my mouth. Clean up first, just kiss me." Mother Canda pushed her husband's chest, then she cleaned the cotton pad that stuck to her lips. 

Oh, my God, God….

"Father, please throw me into my house. I'm not strong here. I thought murder was a fool." Bang Givan went straight to my dad, and then they hugged like teletubbies. 

Seriously I ask, where is the problem exactly? 

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