Healing
32. 1001 Reasons I Hate You

This is my first time praying with Bian at home. But unfortunately the presence of uninvited guests who were sitting in the guest room made my prayer special split. I was with Bian, but my brain was thinking about that shitty guy.

"What did he say earlier, want to taste my coffee?, well, I'll make a very special one for such a shitty guy". That is precisely what came to my mind when I became the prayer makmum with Bian, forgive me my future priest, my mind is full of hatred for seeing that annoying person in this house.

After praying Maghrib congregation I joked briefly with Bian, because Bian suddenly thrust his hand to shake hands with me, we who have always been friends to play, because it was easy and one generation at school, because, being laughed together as Bian thrust out his hand and made me kiss the back of his hand. Then Bian kissed my forehead with his lips.

Like a dream, a playmate would change into a priest in my household later. But it really feels comfortable and calm when doing sungkeman earlier. Hopefully Bian is the most appropriate choice as the last port that will jointly build the household ark until the end of my life. I hope not many storms and waves will come to test the harmony of our household later.

" I feel like I already have a real wife, so can't wait to immediately halalin you Ra...".

I only cut my lips when I heard Bian's words. And Bian immediately kissed my lips quickly, then chuckled.

" Oh yes, I asked Steve outside, Steve said he wanted to try your coffee, could you please make coffee for both of us?", asked Bian, very politely.

I took off the face I was wearing, pretending to act as if I was thinking and considering whether to approve or not.

" Please..make coffee, baby.I will give you a special gift, or I will grant you a request, whatever it is" Bian said.

Though he didn't need to do that either of course I didn't mind making coffee for him. Instead I mind making coffee for that annoying guy sitting in the living room right now.

" Okay, ready boss, then I go to the kitchen first, I think I saw tempeh and flour in the refrigerator. Let me fry for your coffee mates" I said, sticking my four fingers on my forehead and being respectful.

" Good thanks, I went out first, said Steve", said Bian as he kissed my cheek quickly and walked out after taking off the Muslim clothes and sarongs that had been used for prayer.

Bian to the living room only wears t-shirts and shorts only because the guests who come are close friends, already like family and do not need to look formal.

I walked into the kitchen, boiled two glasses of water and made a special coffee mix for Bian and Yoga, of course with a different dose. Compile for a good Bian is a spoonful of sugar dosed mixed two spoons of coffee dosed brewed with freshly boiling water. As for the infuriating Yoga I give you three tablespoons of unsweetened coffee. Let me know the taste of Yoga, bitter bitter mouth deh.

I serve coffee to both of them, of course very carefully so as not to be confused. " This is his special coffee, hopefully according to your taste, even though I make coffee as usual, if Haidar says my coffee is delicious, maybe he is a little excessive, he said, too complimenting something that is actually mediocre".

" I stay back again to make fried food, let's have a coffee friend".

I stay them both in the living room, let's just see what Yoga's reaction is like when I drink my special coffee for her.

In the kitchen I immediately make fried seasoning, I mute coriander, onions, and a little salt, mixed with wheat flour and a little rice flour, then put the scraps of chives and a little flavoring. Give enough water and put the pieces of tempeh into the flour dough, directly fried in the oil that has been hot.

Only 8 minutes of fried food is ripe, and I serve hot with soy sauce containing slices of chili and raw onion. It was savory, and nampol on the tongue, let alone dinner-night when it was raining like today.

When I came out, I saw that the coffee from the two glasses was still intact, probably because it was still very hot because the smoke was still steaming, so they had not drunk it.

I serve fried food with spicy soy sauce on the table. " Please enjoy it, make body angelin, the weather is cold again like this" I said, while sitting beside Bian.

I accidentally opened my hair tie and I stall my hair forward to cover the part of my chest that looks protruding out because it does not wear a bra. I know very well, since Yoga kept staring at my chest, he was indeed a man who did not know manners, he said, unlike Bian who did not dare to look at the chest area when he knew I was not wearing a bra.

" Let's taste Steve, coffee and fried made by my future wife, it's fun to have a wife, especially if it's been a real wife, it must be more fun, more fun, there is a lifeless pillow that sleeps every day and can warm the body if it is cold when it rains like tonight".

I see Yoga just smiling wryly, he might be imagining Bian's words about me that will be a pillow bolster life and accompany Bian sleep every day.

" That's why I'm going to ask mom and dad to speed up our wedding date, I can't wait for Raya to be my legal wife".

" Yourselves how is Utari?, Sunday night instead of coming to Utari's house to say something, instead of coming to my house, what is there to come here?", asked Bian to Steve.

I'm also actually curious as to why Yoga came to Bian's house at night when it was raining like this.

Instead of answering, Yoga took his glass and sipped my coffee. His facial expression seemed to withstand the overwhelming bitter taste. In my heart I would love to laugh at the expression Yoga is currently in. But I tried to hold back.

" Why?, is it still hot?", asked Bian who also tried to sip his warm coffee is fit to drink.

Yoga shook his head, "No papa, just a little surprised by the taste of coffee made Raya, it was really special" he said while looking at me fixedly.

" I tried to fry it yeah, it's still warm". Yoga directly took the fry to neutralize the bitter taste in his mouth.

I saw Yoga's initially cautious expression of eating fried food in the first bite, maybe he thought I would prank him again. But I am still kind by making good fried foods that can treat the bitter taste in his mouth.

Yoga directly ate with the lahunky tempe fried food that I made, maybe because it turned out to taste good, or so that the bitter taste in his mouth was cured.

After spending two fried foods, Yoga just answered Bian's question earlier.

" I came here on purpose because yesterday I was the only one who couldn't make it to your engagement yesterday. Not that I'm busy with Bi, but for the sake of kindness and smoothness of the event, I really should not be present" said Yoga.

The phrase Yoga makes me instantly anxious, what is the purpose of saying it?. I see Bian also confused by the reason that Yoga gives.

" What do you mean Steve?", Bian did not mean by the answer Yoga.

I stared intently at Yoga, hoping that he would not tell us anything about our story in the past. Or everything would be a mess if he accidentally told me about himself who knew my family.

" Of course you know that I too am getting married and busy with my wedding preparations, I mean for the good and smooth running of my wedding, I cannot attend your engagement".

Yoga's answer made me who was holding my breath, being able to breathe a sigh of relief, it turned out that he was just scaring me, he was pranking me with his words.

" Oooh so..., true too, indeed from yesterday-yesterday I feel sorry for Utari, she is very passionate about your wedding preparations, while you are her future husband just relax, just relax, like less excited. Utari is a good girl, don't waste Steve, even if she's not your first love, hopefully after marriage, the seeds of love will grow over time, won't Ra?".

Bian asked for my opinion, I just nodded in agreement.

" It's a pity, I'm not as lucky as you Bi, who gets the love of your loved ones, also gets the blessing of both of your parents".

" I really wanted to fight for my first love, but it seems that he now hates me, not even looking at my face" Yoga said.

I who was listening to the conversation of Bian and Yoga felt shunned. It is true that I hate yoga. Not without reason. Because if it had to be recorded in a book, maybe the reason I hate it would fill up page by page. Because there are 1001 reasons that make me hate him, maybe even more than that.

" What's the reason for hating you?, does she already have another lover?", asked Bian curiously.

I saw Yoga just nodding, with a really sad facial expression. " That's why I can't resist my mother's wishes. Right now the woman I love so much and want to fight for, prefers other men, rather than fighting for our relationship".

This time I could see Yoga was really feeling sadness. Is it true that he wants to fight for me?, I think he just wants to play with my heart again.

" Raya, don't ever eat Yoga nonsense, he just wants to mess with your heart. Look at the man who is beside you now, he is your true future priest. Good man and love you very much. Bian", my mind is monologuing.