I Love You, J!
Chapter V - Don't Date First!

As if it wasn't troublesome enough, I got another surprise upon arriving home. The main door is still locked, meaning Papa, Mama and Yudha, my older brother has not returned. However, Jevan was seen sitting on the porch bench and looked surprised as I appeared.

“Kirana!” said.

Damnit. I just wanted to move on, but this cheating guy just showed up again. Should I ask Javier to throw me another basketball?

“Kirana, please, I want to talk to you,” Jevan said as he approached me.

“What else to talk about?” ask judes. “And everything is clear!”

“I'm really messing around, Na!” as if his clear looks were not enough, Jevan continued his theatrical actions by kneeling before me. “I'm not serious with Vanya, our relationship is very short, that's also because he deketin me first!”

“And elonya wants!” sambark. Well, just troublesome. I racked my brain how to get rid of this guy. “Mending you go, before I am aduin to Pak RT! You have disturbed the comfort of the citizens!”

“Please, don't do it, Na! How do you let me apologize?” Jevan is becoming more and more, this time he seems like he is going to cry. I was determined not to be influenced by her acting.

“Gue I'm sorry, but I will not forget your actions and will never return the same cheating man. You've played behind me twice, forgot?” I said.

Jevan fell silent. Her tears started to drip. God, why is he so good at this sad act? Long can this danger, I can really pity him.

“Lo go now, or I will actually report you to Pak RT,” I said firmly. I refuse to see his face. Don't let me get influenced by her great acting. He should have played FTV.

Jevan is still a stubborn. As if unaffected by my threat, he did not move from his position of kneeling before me. I swear, it's a hell of a dude. Why the hell must defend asking for forgiveness and keep asking back, if one day he will repeat the action again? 

“Jevan!” my snapping. It feels like my blood is boiling all the way to the crown. “Go no?!” I snapped once more in a louder voice.

Jevan was surprised to see me angry. He looked up at me and was speechless. A moment later the neighbors started to look at my house because they heard me screaming.

“Mbak Kirana, what's up Mba?” asked Bu Nanda, the next door neighbor who looked up from the wall of our house. His attention then turned to the crying Jevan. Miss Nanda looked confused.

“Neither ma'am, I was just sprained,” I said while glancing at the judges to Jevan.

“Need help, Na?” this time it was Bang Arman, Bu Nanda's son who asked. It seemed like he quickly caught up to the situation.

“Kalo he won't go, please yes Bang,” I said.

Jevan finally flinched. He glanced at Bang Arman who was showing a muscular arm. Jevan's guts finally shrunk. He hurriedly got up to his feet and hesitated a little. Should we just go? Or can you still take a little time?

“Bang Arman..”.

“Ok, I'm leaving now,” cut off Jevan when I call Bang Arman again. “But one thing you should know, Na, I still love you. I won't give up until here.”

“Terdenah,” I said as I sighed. I want to say many times that I will not go back to Jevan, the guy still insisted. So whatever. Want to still love cake, I won't care.

With an annoyed expression Jevan finally left. He briefly glanced at Bang Arman. But Bang Arman glared at him to the point that he sped up his pace. When Jevan was no longer in my sight, I thanked Bang Arman.

“Si Yudha hasn't come home yet?” ask Bang Arman.

“Not Bang yet, there may still be a lecture,” I replied.

“Pantes, usually he goes ahead if you disturb him,” said Bang Arman.

I responded with a smile. My brother is protective. It's good, but it's more often distressing. If only I hadn't been indifferent to her wise advice about dating, maybe I would never have had a boyfriend forever.

 ***

I was still grappling with college assignments when Mas Yudha walked into my room without knocking on the door first. My brother sometimes likes to be haphazard.

I try not to care about Mas Yudha. I think he heard from Bang Arman about what happened this afternoon. My brother just stood next to my desk and looked at me fiercely.

“Can be paused first not?” ask Mas Yudha.

“No way,” sahutku cuek. I stayed focused on typing on the laptop because I was lazy to serve it.

“Mas Yudha!” i'm squealing. “What the hell? This busy again!”

“Kan stay in-undo,” say Mas Yudha lightly. “Gue is just a minute away. Denger first.”

“What?”

“Awas ya, if you go back again the same Jevan. I've told you that Jevan.”.

“Fuck, playboy, cheating man,” cut me. “Iya, Mas Yudha once told you.”

“What I have not told you to elo is if Jevan suddenly nyamperin you here, you should call me, so I can hit his face!”

“Sabar Mas, I can still handle kok..”.

“Handle what? If Arman isn't nongol, would a son of a bitch want to go?”

I let out a breath. “Despite I ask Mas Yudha to rush home, would Mas Yudha go straight? I'm lazy to talk about Jevan.” I shudder. “Duh, call his name already make males.”

“Now you're comfortable right?” ask Mas Yudha. “Mending do not have to date first deh, you are still easy to lie to men.”

“Karma time,” cetusku. “In the end Mas Yudha is also going to change the mulu chick, his sister's turn played the guy gets angry.”

“Heh!” Mas Yudha glared again. “At least I don't cheat ya, although I every courtship only a matter of weeks.”

I laughed mockingly. Mas Yudha has many reasons to cover his hobby of dating continuously. Never mind the count of weeks, he never mutusin girl when only three anniversaries.

“Kok laughs anyway?” mas Yudha Protest. “Awas ya if dating again, do not deket-deket men first. If anyone is deketin lo, tell me.” After lecturing me, I thought Mas Yudha would leave my room. However he turned around again and said, “Including Junot, temen lo it, the boy band.”

I glare. “Asaan si Mas? Junot was playing me from small, will play the same Mas Yudha also before Junot moved house!”

I'm upset. The Junot family was previously our neighbor. The house they used to live in was Bang Arman's house. In the past, Junot and Mas Yudha often played together and rode bicycles around the complex. Mas Yudha could have said that.

“Kirana, girls with friends that make no sense, surely long will be more than just temen,” explained Mas Yudha with a slower voice. “Lo sure Junot until now is still the same you do not mean anything?”

“What do you mean?” my many.

Mas Yudha sighed. “Its hard to explain to you. Be careful, okay? I do this because I don't want to lo why-napa.”

“Yes, so Mas Yudha also do not like to feel the feelings of girls! Usually nasehatin others, afraid I'm okay, but itself even make a girl why-napa!”

“Kirana!” mas Yudha's voice rose again. “What did you just say? Don't be insolent!”

“Mas Yudha also don't skirt the limit!” my reply. “I can handle my own feelings!”

“Obviously you can't!”

“I'm already big, Mas! Please, don't get too involved!”

“Lho, it is my duty as a brother to protect my sister from these bastard boys.”

“Ya I'm back in the days of the kingdom! Let calm down, do not have to date, do not think will be cheated, difficult cheating also because there is no phone!” my voice is out of control. My screams load Mama emerging from behind the door of the room with an anxious look.

“You guys why the hell? It's night, don't be noisy. If there is a problem of speaking slowly,” said Mama.

“Mas Yudha out!” I screamed again.

“Kirana!” Mama gave me a warning. “Do not shout.” Mama then turned her eyes to Mas Yudha. “Yudha, get out first. Don't bother your sister, she's doing the job again.”

Mas Yudha seemed to want to argue, but he was detained. With a heavy heart he came out followed by Mama. It's good to tell me not to get close to Junot. Mas Yudha knew what Junot was like. He may not have a specific purpose. Where's the fault we got a frequency friend?