Hansa & Geeta
XXXV Chapter

“The details don't miss, right?” I opened the car door and asked again. Typical of fathers when there is a family event.

Geeta nodded with a pale face. Shows the Navy is already in his arms.

“Geeta why?” manya suspect.

He looked at me doubtfully. Then reply, “Hita... pinging throw aih kecik.”.

“Little water? Why didn't you say that?!” Close the car door again. “Udah there, to the bathroom first. Later in the car bedwetting Om down you to the road.”

I'm holding back the laughter. “Come Geeta, I'm anterin.”

“Nganterin in front of him, Han!” om exclaims to embarrass me.

“Yes lah!” sahutku.

...…...

The beautiful girl came out of the bathroom cubicle and re-tied her messy gray green hair in front of the mirror. She recalls the way Miss Sophie's granddaughter taught her.

“Lo, that made that storm, right?” Someone who just entered the bathroom with two friends was immediately approached with an unpleasant tone of voice.

“Hibut?” Geeta knitted her brows.

“Ribut. Ri-butt! What school have you ever been to? I can't just say it. I wonder how that guy. Kok want to decet-deket same girl kayak lo.” The long-haired unravelling woman cornered Geeta.

“Udah so bego again. Honey, the handsome taste is like this.” Eyes squeaking. “But if not because of your face, I think he is also ogah kali.”

Geeta gritted her teeth. He's not stupid. He knew these women were not good people.

“Minggih.”

The woman and her two friends laughed. “Minggih said. Move woy! Move aside! Pake R!!”

Can't stand the woman's ‘jelek’ face, Geeta immediately pushed it as hard as she could to bounce.

“Sial, crazy lo ya?!” scream one of the girl's friends.

“Kok can girls have power like that?” the other said with a body trembling in fear.

Geeta's eyes turned red. “Hita ga likes.” Then walk to the door leaving them.

The woman who was thrown was trying to stand up and grab Geeta's hair.

“Fuck lo! How dare you touch me demon!”

Actually Geeta had refrained from hurting them any more. He knew the women were not his match. If they fight seriously, they can die.

“Lefas!!!” Geeta held the woman's hand.

“Lo think I'm going to recite your words? Damn girl! Can you do if there is no guy lo it huh?!” The woman was looking at her friend. “Lo on what?! Help me!”

Two of his friends approached hesitantly and started beating up Geeta.

“Geeta? You're done?”

Geeta and the three women turned quickly to the door.

“Han- Mmmph!” The long-haired woman covered Geeta's mouth with one hand.

“That's the guy! Lock the door, lock it! You'll be the same as me now, damn it!”

The woman grabbed Geeta's hair even stronger.

...…...

From the room in the bathroom the woman continued to hear a rowdy sound. I got worried. But I can't just go in.

“Geeta? You're done?”

No answer heard. But his voice was still heard.

“Mission, mas. I want to enter.”

I flinched and moved aside to the side. “Oh, yes. Sorry, Bu.” It feels like a freak eavesdropping on a girls bathroom.

I scratched my nape and turned to the waiting area.

Cclek

“Loh, why locked?”

I looked quickly at my mother. “Why bu?”

“This, why the door is locked?”

I checked it myself. “Masa anyway? I think it's still gapapa.”

Right, the door is locked from the inside. She called one of the employees there. The door's locked.

“There's someone inside the mas. From earlier also rowdy,” obviously me.

“Oh, could be again trying to get out yes.”

“But how is it? Ask me what's the cake?” timpal the Mother.

“Han! How long?!” Came from the parking lot. “The car is until Om matiin again loh.”

“The door is a key Om. Who in dalem can not come out,” explained me.

“Wah? How can? Continues?”

I shrugged my shoulders. Suddenly I heard a loud bang.

“What's inside?! Please don't do anything dangerous, we'll open the door soon!” the restaurant employee.

Instead of an answer or anything, there was a scream from the bathroom.

“Geeta?!” I'm approaching the door. And trying to break it alone.

“Eh, mas wait. The backup key again was taken kok.”

“Lateness!”

Om helping. And finally the employee helped.

“That's inside, get away from the door! We will break down!” call that employee again.

Brak!

“Geeta!!” I was blown away as soon as the door opened.

Geeta, with bruises on her hands and face, was pulling two women's hair.

...…...

“He's the first! Diliat from his scar is also clear he hit us right?! Our wounds are more and more severe!"

The woman with long messy hair defended herself in front of the restaurant owner.

The commotion just couldn't be finished as it turned out. The three women accuse Geeta of being a no-no and hold her accountable.

So the owner of the retailer took us to his office.

“Truely so?” ask the restaurant owner to Geeta.

Ah, did I tell you that we finally ate at Grandpa Kama's restaurant. The restaurant is now run by his son. It's been since Grandpa Kama died.

Geeta did not answer. He kept his head down.

“Tuh right! He ain't talking shit! Means he ngakuin it dong!” stick to that girl. While his two friends kept crying like children.

The restaurant owner glanced at me for a moment. He didn't want to show us that we knew each other. That's a good choice, people can misunderstand him thinking he's on our side. And it will only make things worse.

“I don't like the commotion in my restaurant—”

I'm sighing. Then face the three women.

“I'm sorry,” cut me while looking down. Geeta seemed surprised by my actions. And also the restaurant owner.

“The guilty have not been proven who, why are you apologizing?” ask the restaurant owner.

“Regardless of who is at fault, I remain apologetic. All damage and medical costs also let me take responsibility.”

The two crying women stopped. Dien kept quiet to see my decision. This is the best way, right? Otherwise, no one will give up.

The restaurant owner exhaled, and stood up. Approaching me.

“If that is your decision, I don't mind. How's it? In this way have the ladies all felt more relieved?”

The three women stared at the cynical Geeta who was standing behind my back.

“I'm sorry my sister,” I said again interrupting their gaze. “Lain times will I tell you not to hit people.”

They look satisfied. I knew in their hearts they were laughing at Geeta. The problem was solved right after I handed over the money for medical expenses and the bathroom door damage.

“Hansa,” call Grandpa Kama's son who is more or less the same age as my father when the three women came out.

“This, you do not need to replace the damage. That's not a big deal. It's not your fault, either, why are you apologizing?” He gave back the money I gave him.

I smiled a little. “They won't stop until we give up, right?”

The uncle smiled. “Take again the money. Uncle doesn't like this.”

I took my money back. “Thank you.”

“Ngga, Hansa. Should be Uncle who thanks you for the commotion earlier so stop faster.”

I'm shaking. “I just gamau the problem so add length.”

“Yaudah, you chat with your friend that.” As if realizing my surprise, he continued. “You think Uncle gor she's not your sister?” He chuckles.

“Your sister is one and she only knows ten, Hansa. His name is Zihan, right? Although we have not met for a long time, but Uncle tau.”

I'm sighing. “Yes, thanks once again.”

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