If You're a Mate, How else?
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...Who is waiting for Yayang Babas gaaakkk? ...

...Sorry a little long. Pretty busy, back and forth the same school hospital. Our doain is healthy always yes.... ...

...Thank you... ...

...Not for long, nyoohh... Yayang Babas to visit. Don't forget to stop by for a comment. Nyang wants to be absent in igeh also bole. Couss.... ...

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It turns out that comforting yourself during a heartbreak is the wrong choice. I should have kept busy to be more productive and my mind remained sane. But because there was no work, my brain continued to rotate the memory of Babas.

Not that I regret breaking up with her, is it. But because I still do not think that I loved someone so until he wrote in the book all. Kayak abege ancient who if vent using diary book keeps the diary book using padlock that you know. The difference is, he wrote in his pocket, making important notes.

The way a person pours out his heart is different. Perhaps, Tian was more comfortable telling his own story on his book than having to share it with his best friend Mas Andi.

Of course I salute him in his way. Not only did Tian tremble after me, he told me about me in the book. Very amusing. Gini day is still a diary. The man who wrote it. Rarely a man like him. Already so, the universe seems to work for the Babas because suddenly I can find out his heart through the book.

And that's not all that makes my mind mumble. My brain was constantly working on what scenario I should do to return the Babas notebook I was reading back and forth.

Giddy.

The sudden phone ringing made me flinch. Moga to Bab—

"Yes, Mommy?" my broom to Gita Ma'am. Hope doang on Babas' phone.

"Yang, Yayang knows where Tian is?" ask Gita without further ado.

"Huh? Why is that, Mother?" many wonder. How come Gita suddenly did that?

"No. Ma'am again in Kokas, make the same agreement. Uh, look at your girlfriend again the same way Mas Andi Mas Andi. Ma'am calls, he's like he's not horrified. Yes, Mbak stopped calling because he was ashamed to see people," Mbak Gita giggled.

Dih, stuck already see the photo of Mas Andi, Mbak Gita so familiar so. The same people have never met at all. Could that be? Though only the horror of the story doang, but as if already know the person.

But let alone Mbak Gita, I also sometimes like that anyway. If the story is about a person I do not know, when I happen to meet that person, I am not a stranger anymore.

"Oh, yes, Ma'am. I'm still content so don't open chat from earlier," I said lying. Though I have absolutely no idea where Tian is and who. It's not my domain anymore to know all that.

After all, dating time I never asked that. Not interested at all. Bodo very much he wants to do it too. But if the Babas, always ask me where, who, and what are doing, like the song Kangen Band.

Feeling reminded by Mbak Gita, I became curious too. Why did Babas and Mas Andi go there?

"Oh, I'm sorry if you're disturbing. I'm just excited to say the same to you. After all, I haven't seen him for a long time either. Last night when you came home, Mbak will not meet," Mbak Gita giggled. "You guys are still, Yang?" ask Gita to be curious.

"Still, Ma'am," I replied of origin. What was it before? it is not clear what it is. Still single? Yeah, still. Still virgin? Yes still. Still pretty? Opkrooss (ofcourse) should not be doubted. Always beautiful plipurna his son Mama Lestari even though he has not taken a bath.

"Thank God. Yes, it closes, right? Infoin will see him again. Let's find a shirt first. Titip's the hotshot, huh?" pinta Mbak Gita before hanging up the phone.

Today there is no WhatsApp from Babas. Usually every morning diligently nyapa even though only say 'good morning, Yayang. Have a great day.' The content of WhatsApp is so continuous every day.  Like the result of copas (copy paste), because it never changes.

Eling Yang, has broken up. What is ngarep opo kuwi?

"We met Tian?" ask Retno to me. I forgot that Retno is still in my room. He's busy picking out endorsans.

"No. Just look at it" I replied short.

"See where?" tanyakanya.

"In Kokas. Git's mom is there too."

"Don't you, Tian make a deal with the new chick, Yang?" cook Ma'am Retno to me.

"What hell! He goes with Mas Andi, not meeting a new girl" I grumbled.

"Often, don't get jealous?" sindir Mbak Retno.

"Who is jealous? I used to tho, Ma'am," I replied.

Yes, why am I even kesel yes with the words of Mbak Retno? What if Babas really moved on? Babas' time is Gaspol looking for a new one? It hasn't been 24 hours I said break up. Not too long ago, if people divorce mah.

But my feeling, Babas seems unlikely to have a new one this fast. He was still a lame last night.

"Yes. Usual ngegas," said Mbak Retno again.

"Yes anyway. Handsome people, a lot of money like he might not be idle for a long time," replied Retno.

God fucking.

"Eh, but why is that manten running to the Mall. Just got married last night?" tanya Mbak Retno stopped his activities.

"Where do I know, Ma'am."

I'm also kepo. But who do you want to ask, try it?

"Well, ah. Go on again, Mother! Don't want to go home, tho?" I divert attention Mbak Retno so as not to continue discussing the Babas.

"Wis kellar. Tomorrow there's only gaspol," he said, rising and stretching.

"Okay," I replied shortly.

I was confused about doing it again. I think it's better to seduce the Farel than to dig it up. But just wanted to go down, Mbak Gita called again. Don't wear it for long, I'm in a hurry to pick up the phone.

"Yang, Tian is another girl. You see, the photo you sent?" tanyakanya. Instantly my blood rose to the crown.

"Not yet to see, Ma'am," I replied withholding tightness after hearing it.

"You see first, Yang. Who knows you know. The four of them are eating" said Mbak Gita.

"Behold, Ma'am," I replied hurriedly opening WhatsApp from Mbak Gita.

The Babas, Mas Andi, Miss Ellen, and... I don't know who that woman is. What new victim will be betrothed by Sister Ellen with Mas Andi? Given so excited the couple's husband and wife to match the Babas.

"Yang.." said Mbak Gita across the street.

"Dalem, Ma'am." I hurriedly stuck the hape back to my ear.

"Known?" ask Gita. "What... Is it samperin?" ask again.

"No need, Ma'am. Know it. That's... It's still his brother if not wrong, ma'am. It's not clear his face. But it looks like his brother who was once known to me." Retno's mother looked back at my excuses after she followed up to see the photo sent by Mbak Gita.

"Oh... I'm afraid Tian cheated on me. Anyway if he messes around, Ma'am come forward," he threatened to make me chuckle.

"Santuy sistah, continued blenjong. Don't worry, Mbaeee."

I am the worry. Me, Mbaaak. If I can be honest. But I don't dare.

"Yowis, Ma'am close. Want a nitip, right?" tanyakanya.

"No, Ma'am. Thanks," I said still pretentiously excited.

I became a spry peepet tanya directly with Babas where is she again? I want to know, Babas will be honest or lie to me if he walks with other girls. If he's lying, ditch my hope. Means Babas is also the type of crocodile butts and I have to be willing if it turns out he is not my soul mate. But if he's honest, I'll code him again. Let's be shy too, as long as it's not blatant. Important sing, throw bait, play beautiful. The drop should be him who's back. I'm not the one begging.

"That's what you said. He has a pair again. Guys like he's not gonna have a hard time finding a girl, Yang. You are the one who is impatient. Even broke up in class kayak he. What else do you want to try? The catfish? Or a broom fish like Nico's?" sarcasm of Retno to me.

"That's right, Ma'am. We're not a soul mate. Why is it so complicated?" reply resigned. Pengin nangis.

"Hhh... Jovislah. Your karep, yang." Retno's mom pulled out of the room.

Honestly, I even became not excited at all after seeing the photo. Fortunately, I was still acting fine. No way, am I pointing out how I feel about everyone? The people out there are happy, happy, laughing.

After pacing back and forth in search of the wangsit, finally a brilliant idea appeared as well. Hurry up and call Babas. But after being lifted, I deliberately did not answer Babas' greeting and just listened to his voice.

"Hello Which?"

"Which?"

"Darling?"

"Spa... Is Yayang here?" he asked her so many times that he finally cut off a phone call from me. I was deliberately waiting, the Babas would call back or not.

Babas Tumbas is calling

Bait's in, it's time to play pretty, Bestieee...

...Wahaha... Does anyone like acting like Yayang? Pretend to be pushy, pretend wrong whatsapp. Any gaaakk? Yoo... Ngaku... ...