If You're a Mate, How else?
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Just this time I felt comfortable on the road with Babas. Plong aja it feels that sincere heart mah. Not like yesterday who messed up every Babas came.
It is true yes, everything if done correctly, the inn is light. No prickling, not melting either. But the sergeant is serious but relaxed. I don't even feel burdened at all. I'm not even awkward with him anymore.
The Babas are also more active, bund. He smiles a lot besides a lot of things. As usual, Babas is more communicative, yes even though he has been the one who often invites me to talk, but only this time, I really listen to what he says. Pokok'e differentaa very same yesterday. We're like that again. Not the ones who hate each other.
All thanks to cat— book
Oh my...
Why did I forget to bring the book? Aarggghhh... Though the golden opportunity to turn the notebook into place. Duh... so senile!
"That sleepy?" ask Babas when I'm just quiet.
"No, Mom." Just don't bring your notebook anymore. I continue in my heart.
"Nyampe soon. Sorry if it's far?"
"Casual Mas" I replied with a smile.
Arriving at the Babas apartment area, amazed me. This is an elite area. I just stepped foot into this area for the first time. My class model, there's no way I can stay here, if not a fake stash. Hiya-hh...
"Yuk, get down," he asked. The Babas went down first while I was tidying up my hair. Babas opened the back door of the car and then brought a goodybag containing my snacks.
"Don't bring them all, Mom. There's no way I'll eat anything" I told her. "Or do you want to take it to Mas's unit for supplies?" my many.
"No. Make you aja. Was willing to bring all afraid you are confused to eat which one first," he said.
"Behold," I hurried down to the Babas. He allowed me to choose the snacks I would eat.
"Eat this?" I put mini pastrie packaging on her.
"May," the Babas refused nothing.
"If this?" I show the nuts to him.
The Babas nodded, "may," he replied again.
More and more, I turned to face him again after taking one of the snacks, "chiki want?" my challenge.
He nodded, "maybe too," he replied.
"Tumben all want. Isn't it healthy, huh?" my lips.
"It's okay sometimes. We eat both, not all Mas abisin right?" He said eat both, why am I a geer anyway? They eat the same plastic. Not ex either. Duh, that's like I'm not sane.
Tracing the hallway with a modern design surrounded by trees, we arrived in front of a bench overlooking a small garden.
Comfortable atmosphere. It was so big because all around me there were only green plants.
"His comfort... I haven't believed it for a long time" I said as I sat on the bench.
The Babas nodded, "right. I also haven't enjoyed the view for a long time. Mostly, I see it on the wallpaper of the laptop," he said, sitting next to me. "When do you want to go for a walk?" bring him.
"Huh? Mm... Yes," I replied thoughtfully. Though I was really cool if he really wanted to walk again. Then our meeting doesn't end here.
"Do you prefer mountains or beaches?" tanyakanya.
"I prefer the beach anyway, Mas," I replied as I glanced at him.
"Sama dong's. Mas too," the Babas smiled. "But now he prefers you" she said with a laugh.
Saaeee Kang Bule's. Make me salting. I don't want to laugh either.
"Gimbil, Mom. I like it, not tomorrow. That mean?" my question is still accompanied by laughter.
"Tomorrow likes it. Tomorrow again like—"
"Well, what did Mama talk about? How did Mama say that?" I asked directly to the point.
Babas breathed, his gesture became awkward again because this time he did not look at me.
"Hm... I'm sorry, if I go back to your house. Previously, Mas only wanted to show chat on the phone, if you still allow Mas to go home," he glanced at me at a glance.
"Continue?" I'm just impatient.
"Yes... Keep on Mas.." the Babas glanced at me. "Yes, once I met Mama, Mas felt sinful and bad, inget Mama did not invite to Ellen's wedding. Honestly, when you forbid to invite Mama, I feel this is not true. But because it was backstreet, finally Mas resigned. Fortunately, Mama you also know that we are backstreet from the Mas family. So he understood. Although Mas still apologized to Mama for still feeling sinful," Babas glanced at me again.
"From there, Mama mentioned the matter of coming home at night. Mama tells a story about you who despite working in the entertainment world but you are not free to hang out because of fear of being carried away by deviant currents. Sampe.." the Babas glanced at me.
"What sample?"
"Hm... You promise not to get angry, are you?"
"What first?"
"Sorry very sorry, Yang. All because Mas is confused, Ma—"
"What sampe was it?" cut me.
"Samples... Mama finally asked again Mas, Mas really not the same seriously Yayang. There Mas shocked. Want to say not serious, in fact Mas is serious with you. To say we broke up, I don't think we'd be willing," Babas smiled clumsily as he stroked his back neck. "Finally Mas answered seriously and if possible, Mama would like to come to Yayang's house," she grinned with a slightly reddened face in embarrassment.
"Sorry to Yang. If you are insolent. Because you are confused asked the seriousness of Mas with Mama. But if—"
"What's your answer?" cut me.
"Huh? Yep... Mama said that she knew Mama Mas. But Yang, if you don't agree. Later enough until our parents are happy. Mas will ingetin Mama Mas to not discuss macem-macem our relationship. Once again Mas apologise yes, if Mas presumptuous," he said carefully.
"Oh" I replied a little disappointed. Then he didn't really want to fight for me either if he was going to warn his parents. And if he is reckless again, I will gladly accept it.
"How do you think?" tanyakanya. "Are you angry with me?" Babas looked at my netra.
"Where are you?" I looked straight ahead. You want to fight again, Mom. But I can't possibly say that.
"How's it?" askaku.
"Yes if Yayang feels uncomfortable, Mas just ask permission once again. Most until our parents met. After that, Mas promised not to disturb or make Yayang uncomfortable again," he said.
"Continue?" askaku.
"Certainly? Then what?" ask while thinking. His face is, Oh my God... Gemesin, the son of man.
"Keep if I'm B, how do you want?" ask me in the end. Hhh... Never mind, ngaku little rather than mulu readers.
"B aja? What does that mean?"
"Hadeeehh... B that means ordinary. I'm not angry, that's what it means, '" I explained.
Babas smiled, "yes, thank you if you don't mind" he said innocently.
Oh God. My code doesn't work for Om-Om like him. I have to talk about it. Kan prestige.
"Udah? Is that all?"
"Huh? Yep... What else yes... I won't gang—"
"If I were ordinary. If I'm comfortable. How you doing?" ask me in the end.
"Oh... Yes if... You nyam— you are comfortable the same Mas mean? Or are you comfortable with the parents we met?"
WHY IS BABAS SO BEGO? HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT CODEINE IS GIMANAAAA?
YAYANG CAPE YES TUHAAANNN...