
“Zey, Mama has already chatted with your Mbak so you can just ride with him while in Jakarta.”
Dian said as she approached Zeya who was studying in her room.
Instantly Zeya turned her head to face Dian. Her mother was sitting in the corner of the bed. And Zeya looked at the Mama from her study chair.
“Stay with Mba Ambar?” Both of Zeya's eyebrows rose. “Maa, cost or contract only.”
“Ihhh, Mama has surveyed. If costing or contracting is quite expensive, Zey. That's our neighbor Keisha spending in her apartment paying five million per month.” My eyes glared wide every time I spoke. It's really the hallmark of mothers who get dizzy every time they talk about money. “After all, Ambar's husband is a lot of money, he also doesn't mind if you stay with them. For just a few years, Zey, completed graduate right, just a minute.”
“Say Mama just for a while, for me you really live with Mba Ambar and her husband. Mama knows for herself, right, I do not get along with Mba Ambar's stiff husband. And again, Mba Ambar's husband is a lecturer at my college later, Ma.”
“Loh, not even good yes. You can be crazy with Digta every time you go to campus.”
“Yee, Mama by the way mah, yummy.”
“Try me again. Not to mention the cost, daily meals, transportation. There are also a lot of expenses Mama knows. When staying with Mba Ambar all geratis.” Dian began to sewot while scapegoating. “Yah, except …. You want your monthly rations cut for costs, transportation and others.”
“Ih, Mama ..” Zeya stomped her feet like a child. “First time Mba Ambar lecture outside the city not gini-gini very. Why was it my turn to be in a threshing child, anyway?”
“Because Ambar was able to get a scholarship, and get a monthly allowance from campus, and also Ambar had the initiative to find his own work. Not like you, you want to live a good life.” Dian insinuated sarcastically. It was common for Zeya that Mama and her Papa liked to compare the greatness of Ambar and himself.
Zeya turned her lips.
“Mama wait for your decision at ten tonight.”
“Ha?” Zeya looked at the wall clock. “Mama just give me time to think for half an hour?”
“More spades, better, Zey. So, Mama and Papa can directly buy you a plane ticket. More promo know!”
“Ih, irit same stingy it's different thin, Maaaa!”
“What matters is your life guaranteed, Zey. Yaudah ah, Mama and Papa wait in the living room. Remember loh, only until ten o'clock.” Mama blinked one eye before coming out of Zeya's room.
Zeya pouted as she ruffled her hair in frustration.
How could she possibly live with Ambar and her husband who happened to be Lecturers at her college later. Plus, Ambar's husband is a dirty, stiff man. Zeya himself is confused to put himself in Ambar's house later. There will definitely be many prohibitions that make Zeya's life so not as free as when here.
Ahhh, thinking about Zeya could not be dug again until the early morning made his head want to break.
But that, that's a, really exciting thing. Huh!
****
Hit me all night! Zeya came out of the room with a staggering step and a sad face when approaching her parents who were sitting in the living room.
She sits on the sofa opposite her parents.
“Where?” Asked Dian while holding back his laughter. It had been enough all along that Zeya lived freely here and was pampered. It's time for Zeya to live without her parents and not spoilt anymore.
“Yaudah,” said Zeya finally with a sad face.
“What's the way?” Tanya Agung relaxed while focusing on scrolling his phone and seeing the news on facebook.
“I accept Mama and Papa's offer to stay with Mba Ambar. Butii..” Zeya raised her voice in the last word. “My snacks should add yes!”
Agung stopped staring at the phone and looked at Zeya with his eyes narrowed sharply. “Which snacks are added for what? So that you can run unclear in Jakarta? Remember, Dek, you think you'll be free there? Digta's military upbringing, he must be very regular life.”
Zeya pout. “Iya, understand. I imagine my life suffered there.”
“Keep, what is the snack money plus?” for
“Papa not very sluggish, anyway. In Jakarta, there are many branded shops. Money for shopping for my personal needs.”
Agung took a deep breath. “Yes, okay. Papa agrees.”
“Then we deal and Papa can directly book your flight ticket to leave tomorrow yes,” said Papa again.
“But cepet cepet?”
“To prepare there. Shouldn't re-list to the campus directly huh?”
“Oh, yes yes. Heheh.”
“Already, this leaves at nine in the morning ya.”
“Ih, Papa and Mama are deliberately going to drive me away quickly from home, right?”
Dian chuckled amusedly. “Not so, Papa and Mama also need time alone-duan without children.”
“Dihhh, ticklish bangetttt.”
“Hahaha.” Papa laughs. “Kok shirk, sih.”
“Tau ah, want to settle things first, so you can quickly go from here.” Zeya joked as she clenched her tongue and left her parents.
***
Zeya took out her clothes from inside the closet and arranged them in the suitcase. But still his feelings were not calm.
Zeya picks up the phone on the bed and calls Ambar.
On the fifth ring his call was just raised.
“Sorry, Ze. Ciya just slept,” said Ambar after connecting.
“Nothing, Mba. If Mas Digta, have you slept too?”
“Um, Mas Dipta hasn't come home yet. Again there are affairs with other lecturers because of the accredity,” explained Ambar who made Zeya breathe a sigh of relief.
“Ooh, so. Thank goodness Mas Digta doesn't exist, because I want to negossipin him.”
Ambar chuckles amusedly. “You gossipin what, anyway?”
“Mba really has permission to Mas Digta about me who will stay at home Mba and Mas Digta?”
“Iya, sudaah.”
“Mas Digta don't mind?”
“No dong, why should you mind?”
“Huf, but I'm afraid I'll have to one house with Mas Digta. Looks like, she's fierce huh, Mba?”
Ambar laughed again. “You don't know what Mas Digta's true nature is, so you can't assume any negativity. Mas Digta is a good and gentle man.”
“But, Mba knows not…. I saw a review on google about my campus faculty later, and on average they commented Mas Digta as a fierce Lecturer no adab.”
“Ah, your feelings only. After all, if you live in this house it is easier to go to campus. Can be together with Mas Digta.”
The thought of going with the most jutek brother-in-law makes Zeya already creeps first.
“Huh, do you have any other choice but to stay with Mba Ambar? This must be one of Papa and Mama's plans so that I can't live freely in Jakarta, right? Moreover, Papa said that Mas Digta's life was military.”
“Hahaha.” Ambar did not stop laughing. “Mba is sure you will love Mas Digta, Zey.”
“Ih, why you should like men who are married.” Zeya began to fret because his brain was already mumet thinking about this.