If You're a Mate, How else?
Admired

Never judge a person from the outside, before you know that person. If it's English, don't judge a book by it's cover, that's what he said.

But how is it? Everything is also in the value of the cover first, right? See how he looks like, his face is antagonist or protagonist, his haircut, clothes worn, everything must be seen at the beginning, yes.

Never look at people, look at food or objects even though we see first 'the packaging first. Good, funny, or not? Didn't they?

When I judge Babas, too. Handsome, cool, neat, good posture. But nyebelin, ketus, rese when first interact with it. But the longer you know, it turns out the person is not as soon as the first time you meet.

He is quite good, attentive, humorous even though absurd sounds, unexpected also because he likes to do things outside my shadow, and who still survives from the beginning know that every talk is always to the point. Don't use stale bases.

Honestly, this assessment does not mean I accept him 100% to be my girlfriend. To this day, I still can't believe why it could suddenly be like this with him. However, I also did not reject him outright anymore. Moreover, guilt haunted me after making him sick. In a way, it affected my judgment as well. No doubt, there are people who are willing to do silly things for my sake. Although it actually doesn't benefit me at all.

"What time is this, Yang?" asked Babas in a hoarse voice making me jump.

Oh my God, make me surprised.

Because of sitting this close to him, my mind went everywhere.

Just this time, I could pay attention to her face with detail at will as long as she slept. No hypocrite, he's very handsome. I've said it often, right?

If you look around, I envy the shape of his eyebrows that curved perfectly like a crescent moon back and forth with the right thickness without having to embroider eyebrows or formed various kinds of people who are again hits it. Just need to be tidied up a little doang, definitely more cuco meow look.

Not only his eyebrows, his nose also looks perfect. Yes, his mother bule. Obviously he got a nose donor with a taper angle of 45°, no crookedness at all. If there are stray ants in there, it must immediately slip like a prosootan ride. Plus, his firm jaw line with the fine feathers around him makes Babas look more manly. Like in the gelitikin use the feathers, how amused...

Good Lord! Eling Yang, eling!

"Sorry, surprised? What time is this?" ask again.

"Jam..: two o'clock, Mas," I replied stuttering. Why is my mind so excited like this? Make your own salting.

"Lumayan lama also Mas sleep. Sorry yes, you even wait for Mas not clear," he said as he rose.

"Where are you going?" I just don't mind his statement.

The Babas dangled his legs about to go down, "bathroom, Yang."

Quickly, I held his infusion pole. This is the third time I've taken her to the bathroom door. At least, I was a little relieved because during the opening, only three times this time he went to the bathroom.

Even though I was so awkward at first I had to get this close to her. When he suddenly grabbed me by the shoulder - either he actually made me grip or — mode but it made me tick.

Especially when Babas asks to be fed. His mouth was open, but his eyes kept on looking at me. With a smile. How not to try salting? This one om-Om is really flirting with faith.

"So hape Mas sounds, but I don't have the heart to wake up Mas," I said as he returned to the throne.

Babas picks up the phone on the table. "Oh, Andi," he murmured.

"Mas Andi wants to come here?" manya panic.

"Huh? Notwithstanding. Why?" Babas turned his eyes to me.

"Mas... The same story as Andi?" my many.

"What about?" he asked back.

"We," I muttered.

I'm not ready if this relationship is known to many people. It's not that I want to cover up my relationship with her, but I need time to digest or accept her 100% first, before anyone else knows about our relationship.

"So. Andi doesn't know yet, Mas hasn't told anyone. Only last night we were official," said the Babas.

Yes also.

"Don't!" My reflexes slightly increased my intonation.

"Why?"

"Hm... L'm... Not ready yet, Mom. Let's go first, shall we?"

"I mean, we're backstreet?" tanyakanya. "From Andi?" babas frowned in wonder.

"I still need time to get used to it. If others find out about us first, I'm not comfortable. I want to get used to it the same, Mas" I said.

"Why should that be?"

"Yes anyway, I want to gini first Mas," I said final.

The Babas shook his head, he was about to protest but he instead exhaled violently.

"Your family knows about us, Yang. Can't Mas family time?" protest in a calm voice.

"Yes. My family had assumed this before we did. All because of me!" my ketus.

"Eat him, enough of my family knows. I'm not ready to perform in the Mas family."

"Why is the family? They know you. They also didn't like to interfere with Mas's business," the Babas looked at me again.

"I'm not ready yet. I'm the one who said, the important thing is to get used to it?" I answered looking back at him.

"Yes it -"

"Mas! We've only had a day, right? Why are you asking me to fuck?" I looked at Babas's face. To be honest, I get emotional.

I realized, where she's headed for this relationship. But not so fast, right? We are no longer chasing deadlines. Not us, rather I am. If he was, maybe pursued by age, but unfortunately I can't go that fast to that direction.

"Okay" he answered short.

Why is he in such a hurry? I'm not quite sure if he's in love or crazy about me in this short amount of time. Is it because he's hot with Mas Andi?

Ah, mbuhlah!

Already in love, still asking for other innards. Even though if likened, this relationship is still in the form of seeds sown into the ground. But Babas wanted to pick the fruit. The process of growth is not necessarily perfect. What if in the process of growing, there are pests that attack? It may die before sweet fruit.

"Actually, Mas has an appointment this afternoon with Andi to discuss their wedding party," Babas started the conversation again after we were silent for a while.

"Yes, say it again Opname," I said. Uh, if Mas Andi comes here, what?

"Or I'll go home, Mom. Let Mas Andi can come here," I said while looking at him. "Somehow, why don't you tell me the same guy's home?"

"No. I want you here to accompany me. They don't want to worry. Moreover, Mama likes a scene," The Babas stared back at me. "Mas said it again outside the city just like Andi then," Babas put a phone to his ear to contact Mas Andi.

"Assalamu'alaikum.." The sound of someone entering the room shifted our attention to make Babas remove his hape in the ear.

"Where is the condition, my dear?"

"Ma?" my broom. Surprised to see the Queen Kanjeng come here.

Mama looked at me sharply, "Mom phone from earlier why don't you pick up anyway, Yaaang?" the shrill voice of Mama embarrassed me for a moment.

Duh, another new problem....