If You're a Mate, How else?
About Gak Gaul

"Is there anything else you want to tell me?" ask me after hearing Babas' confession earlier.

"Nothing. That's all. You mind?" tanyakanya.

"Can you be honest?" I smiled faintly while Babas nodded.

"Actually no objection, Mas. It's just, we're opposite. I'm just a regular guy. Not very neat. Don't like to clean up. I don't like cooking either because Mama never asked me to help her in the kitchen. Especially sorry, with my profession, Mama took care of my body once. Mama's afraid I'm getting hot oil splashes, boiling water, and so on. But I don't laze too, I love helping Mama. Nyapu, mopping, bedding, or lifting what it is, I still like lakanin. It's just not an obligation."

"Now I'm confused by the opposite of us, Mas. I'm afraid, I'm like this, meet Mas who is super slick, later there is even a fight. Later I was afraid I was wrong to use Nas's stuff, Mas was angry with me," I admit. Mending bluntly from now on, right? Everything is not too late. After all, in this day why is our language so heavy anyway? Like getting married tomorrow.

"That problem, I've considered it from the beginning. We just need to understand each other. Not just communication."

"Learn from our problems yesterday, if we were a match, who. They will not restrain you. First, you can work as usual. You can divide your time between family and work. Second, for homework, let Mas do the work. Cooking problems, let's go too. Please help as much as you can in your home. Or if necessary, we use the Mbak who helps clean up. If suppose we are busy, to eat we order catering subscription Mas. Or eat outside. Flexibgle. They can follow you.  Anyway I don't want to burden you because I'm like this. It's just that, Mas asked you to understand that Mas does not like to see a messy house or items not stored in its place. Mas angry or unwilling, yes.mas can not guarantee Mas will always be patient. It depends on the mood and the mood. I just want everything to be organized. Because it's all for us too. That's just it. No problem, right?" tanyanya looks at me clingy.

"If there is anything less than Mas, please let me know. Likewise, if there is something less than you, Mas must say. In essence, communication and learning to understand each other," he said at length.

I'm nodding. If he's willing to do his homework, by all the rules, yeah. No problem. Even good, I don't have to bother ladenin him, right? Laden lives in bed. Uh, mind go!

"Where do you think?" tanyanya still looks at me.

"I agree with you anyway. Go through it first. After all, we won't get married tomorrow either," I said then sipped back the mineral water in my hand.

"Well, what do you want tomorrow?" her question made me choke for a moment.

"Slow down, Yang," the Babas moved to get me a tissue.

I glared, "gil—"

"Kidding, honey," she grinned before I sprayed. Upset with his rancid attitude, I pinched Babas' waist until he complained.

"Sukurin!" ketusku while passing. Babas just looked up at me.

"Kidding, Yang... Angry period? We may not get married tomorrow either. I have not prepared the letters. Not yet asked for parental permission, bel—"

"Mas!" my protest. Horror when in a hurry to get married. "I don't want to get dizzy thinking that, Mom. We are like this, I still can't believe it" I said, brandishing the ring as I sat back on the sofa.

Babas smiled and then grabbed my hand to hold it. My heart was going so well, like first time out. What is gini, a close effect to a mature man?

Suddenly the Babas peeked at the back of my hand and then took it, "Mas also did not expect you to accept Mas again," he said while staring at my bead. I hurriedly turned my eyes in the other direction. Besides being embarrassed, it felt like my stomach was wrapped around.

"May I ask, why did you suddenly accept Mas?" tanyakanya.

What do I have to answer? When I have to be honest if I accept him because I have read his curhatan? Later if he ilfeel same me how?

"What... Have you liked it the same way?" he continued, raising his eyebrows.

"What the hell, Mas!" the vows... Perplexed... Wanna answer what?

"Mas is just curious. You like it the same, huh?" goda.

"mmm... If you're a friend, how else, Mom? I refuse, I avoid coming Mas again Mas again," I said scowling.

"So it had to?" tanyakanya.

"According to L?" delikku.

"L what?"

"Duh, forget that I'm hating the same fatherck-bapack," I grumbled.

"Have a son! Not even the gentlemen!" his protest.

"Finally, I don't understand!"

"Yes what does that mean? L what? I don't understand. Don't use the language of abbreviations, can it?" protest with confused looks.

"According to L means according to lo, Mas! This time should be clear! Study again!"

"Kc... Why try to learn such strange things. It's no use," the Babas denied.

"Yes, every time anything later I have to clear again," I don't want to lose.

"Why not use normal human language? Don't use that weird language," he still won't budge.

"That's normal, Mom! It's not that bad!"

"That's a shit!" protest with a smile. It seems that om-om makes an unclear abbreviation.

"Keep if Mas says, A S K. You gotit?" his challenge.

"There's no keleus!"

"What other language, Yang?"

"duh... Ah, I won't understand. I want to go home!"

"Jawab first, A S K do you know what that means?" my daughter doesn't care about my words.

"What?"

"Yes what? Try answering? You're confused aren't you?" his challenge.

"A S K'S... I love you, don't I?" my answer.

Babas widened his eyes, "don't you know?"

I turned my eyeballs a little, "Darling that way!" while shaking hair.

Babas ruffled my hair, "pinternyaa.." she said.

"Yeah, Yayang is challenged," I still pride myself.

"Yes-yes. Mas's wife who is slang. Later if Mas do not understand the language strange like that, Mas ask you a translate-in," he said with a amused smile.

"Kc... So, can I go home? Is it working?" ask me to divert the conversation.

"not done yet. Later that night Mas kerjain. Now it's still in the same handle of the children," he said again seriously.

"Tok can be hacked anyway Mas?" I just stared at his face.

"Yes... His name is also a prankster. Or it could be envy. Who knows?" babas shrugged his shoulders.

"May you come back again, Mas," I said sincerely.

"Aamiin," the Babas again took my hand, "thank you Yang. Thanks for taking it again."

I just nodded, "don't do that, Mas," my protest didn't dare to look at him anymore.

"Why?"

"Then go!" answer honestly. Babas just smiled.

"But joking mas. I think what did you get? Anyway, I thought, you agree our parents are happy, Mas was very grateful. In fact, you want to accept Mas again," Babas' face was so cheerful.

"Yes anyways, really mode. At first, who knows, later even discuss the others," I quipped.

"Kok know?" ask her while smiling.

"That's it!" hysterical answers. I just wanted to talk.

"His name is also effort, Yang," she grinned.

"Why am I Mas? A lot of other girls?" I'm still curious.

"You're my type. The shadow woman is like you. Nothing else," he replied to me geer. Babas pulled my hand again to hold it.

From earlier my hand was pulled over. Make me more stubborn but want to jumpalitan as well. Oh, my God, why is he so handsome?

"Mas.. pul—" ringing hp interrupted my speech. "Bent on," I picked up the phone lying on the table.

"Assalamu'alaikum Maak's. What's up?" my broom to Retno's Mother.

"Well, have you read the news?"

"What news?" I asked while frowning.

...Waaa.... About Retno bring news what yaaa......

...Can anyone guess? ...