Let Me Fall in Love
15. Weekly Night

Akbar had just returned home by dusk. This weekend is full of excitement because after participating in a mini soccer tournament initiated by his company's Creative Team. Each team of five players is representative of each division. He joined the Sales Tour and Travel Division. While Leo got into the team from the HRD Division. Starting from the preliminary round until the final is held at once from morning until it ends at three pm. Although his team only managed to get into the semi-finals, he was quite satisfied. Because the most important thing for him is the togetherness and cohesiveness of all employees. Let them enjoy the gift of it.

"Mas, look who it is. Still know you?" Iko welcomes the enthusiasm of Akbar's arrival who just appeared in the middle room while carrying a backpack containing mini soccer team uniforms.

Akbar looked at the long black-haired woman who was sitting beside Iko. The forehead frowned with narrowed eyes. Thinking hard remembering the beautiful face that was smiling at him.

"Ck. Akbar loadingnya very long anyway. Iko kasih clue deh. He's best friend Iko High School time. I'm often here too." Iko clear with sparkling eyes.

"Oh Diva, huh?!" Akbar started to remember his sister's friend. It is worth feeling familiar to see a mole over the lips.

"Yes, Mas. Mas Akbar how are you?" greeting Diva who stood up and reached out her hand accompanied by a sweet smile.

"Alhamdulillah, fine." Akbar welcomed the handshake. He sat on the sofa facing the guest. "Sorry Diva, how many years have you not met. Five what six years yes. I forgot to remember" he said honestly.

"Manglini. It's more beautiful, Mom." Said Iko while raising her eyebrows. Smiling thinly.

"He em." Sahut Akbar is short. "Please continue talking. I stay first, I want to take a shower" he continued after looking at the clock. Half an hour's time magrib.

Diva's face, which was already blushing with praise, turned slightly disappointed to see Akbar pass towards the stairs. Hoping to talk for a long time, but Iko's brother is still the same as before. Not approachable. Always as necessary.

The bedroom door was knocked on by Iko as Akbar was folding the prayer mat. His obligation as a Muslim has only been running for two years. He, who lived in Singapore while recovering his parents' company, was invited by friends to join the community of Singapore Muslim businessmen whose members are cross-ethnic. Sharing and Caring at every meeting makes it rise to the level of faith.

"What's wrong?" Ask Akbar as soon as the sister is told to come in. I dressed up pretty like I was leaving. I just remember it was Sunday night.

"There's a reason to meet Mas Akbar." Iko invites Akbar down right now. Galih is Iko's fiancee. In three months they will be married.

Akbar met Galih in the living room. Adu tos and cuddling into an early greeting. "Where are you going?" Her introversion as a form of affection towards her only sister.

"I want to take the Iko dinner. Come with us yuk!" Sahut Galih's.

Akbar shook his head. "I want to go have a show too. Don't come home tonight!" Until the wedding, Iko returned to live in the house. Make it easier to prepare for the wedding to be held in Jakarta. Mama Mila has left the youngest to her.

"Ready, Mas." Galih understands the concerns of his future sister-in-law. "Oh yes Mas, my family still holds the Langkahan tradition. In addition to asking for permission, at least give gift items for the sister who stepped in marriage. I know Mas Akbar can afford anything, but let me buy you something in honor of you, Mas. Because I want to marry Mas Akbar's sister" he continued with a serious face.

Akbar smiled. Put on a wise face. She has already found out the background of Iko's future husband. In addition to being a college friend of his sister on the Singapore campus, the Galih family also has Javanese blood despite living in Jakarta. "Iko asked permission to marry. And I sincerely allow it. I won't ask for a gift. Just ask you to promise not to hurt Aiko, both physical and psychic. Because if it happens, I'll make the calculations!" His words were firm and straightforward.

"I promise, Mom. I love Aiko very much. I'll never hurt him." Sahut Galih with his head held high and stared intently at the prospective sister-in-law.

Iko smiled knot. He knew very well if Akbar was a caring and loving brother figure. There is nothing more to discuss because the brother bergeming refused the gift of goods. He and Galih went out for Sunday night dinner.

Akbar had dinner quickly. Tonight, a friend celebrated his birthday. A private party at a five-star hotel. Actually lazy to be present at the high-class party. Moreover, men's dresscode should wear a black suit. Lazy, already look cool but without the coupling. "Father," he muttered spontaneously. Suddenly he remembered the source of the mood booster that had not been heard all day. He finished eating and headed to his room.

***

Ami answered a phone call from Akbar with a greeting when he reached the top of the stairs. Already at a safe distance, no one will be eavesdropping. Then go into the room. A time to look in the mirror to confirm the appearance of his face as soon as Akbar answered his greetings.

"For what, Ami Blanket?" Akbar's voice over there sounded crisp.

"Just relax, brother. There is a guest Kak Panji Sama Padma. Here's a hangout, a relaxing weekly night together." Ami was still standing in front of the dressing table. Sweeping a little powder onto the surface of his face.

"Well, I want to join. Unfortunately, Akbar is in Jakarta." Akbar's voice sounded disappointed.

Ami chuckles.

"Mi, VC yes!" Akbar asked for permission first.

"Okay, Brother." Ami keeps her phone on the table. Rushing to apply first lip serum on his lips to make it look fresh and pink blushing. Just be confident receiving a video call from Akbar.

"Wow, Brother Akbar is cool. Where are you going, brother?" Ami was stunned to see Akbar's visual in a black suit with a fresh face. Sincere and innocent praise.

"You go to the birthday party, man. Really cool? No lie?" Akbar was calm when his nose was raised. Pretend to straighten his bow tie.

"Cius handsome, Brother. It must be funny in the lyrics." Ami sat down on the sofa holding a pillow. The phone is stored in the tripod so that it is free to express.

Akbar chuckles. "If Ami is in Jakarta, Kak Akbar wants to invite him to be a gang. Let it be safe from the glance ciwik-ciwik," he deliberately provoked the reaction of the big new boy. I don't know what happened to his heart. Not yet able to conclude his likes and attention to Ami as what. A sister? or feelings of like towards the opposite sex? Let it flow like water.

"Hihihi, Brother Akbar can. Unfortunately I don't have Doraemon's door. Let atuh Kak glimpsed ciwik-ciwik. Let's not keep single." Ami was actually flattered.

"I'm Tuh Jomat. Honored singles title from Neng Ami first. Do you remember that?" Akbar raised one eyebrow.

"Hehe, yes." Ami turned a shy blush called 'Neng'. Suddenly a long sentence that was ready to slide, stuck in the throat.

"Mi, is Panji the same as Aul?" Akbar remembered Ami's earlier remark. Be curious.

Ami nods. "Yes, Brother. Ready to make a proposal. But I'm waiting to get home from Jakarta."

Akbar. He had not played for a long time at Rama's house. Congratulations on the birth of the second child via chat. There is no free time to visit.

"Have you been long?" Akbar's curiosity was not complete given the time he saw Aul weekly night with another man.

"Hm, not too long ago. Less than two weeks. I keep hearing from Padma, Kak Panji has been discussed with the family to immediately apply for Aul Tea, so." Obviously Ami.

"good. Gercep." Akbar gave his thumb.

"Sir, it's like a lot of ants on the lips." Ami seriously exemplified by pointing her lips.

Akbar rubbed his lips. "No, Mi" He rubbed it a second time.

"Oh, I was wrong. The effect of his lips looks sweet." Ami poked his tongue out. It worked out that Prank Akbar was now laughing.

"Ciee Kak Akbar's. Her ears are red." Ami is getting to tease Akbar.

"Haha.kamu yes. If deket wants uyel-uyel deh." Akbar said with anxiety. "Mi, you know," he deliberately hung a speech.

"No." Ami shook her head while holding back a smile.

"Means we're a fool."

"No one knows." This time it was Akbar who had the tongue. Finally could also the inspiration of the flutter come suddenly.

"Aw aw gubrak." Ami acted limp. Making a handsome face with a sideburn that filled the screen of his phone, laughing loosely.

"Sir Akbar is great at being a tombal." Ami reconnects the conversation while fixing her seat.

"Because of the Ami virus. Attacking him to the brain. Suddenly I get inspired." Akbar chuckles

Ami grinning horse. "Eh, Brother Akbar is leaving. Let's just keep it up."

"So males is gone. Talk to Ami." Akbar looks at his watch.

"Eits, that's not it. Attending the invitation is mandatory. Unless there's a hitch." Ami reminded.

Akbar's lips curled a sweet smile. "OK deh. Mi, check please. My appearance is neat yet?" He deliberately stood up and turned around to show the back.

"Udah perfect, Brother. Kayak Sheila on 7." Praise Ami.

"I mean Ami, like the vocalist?" Akbar sat back and waited for Ami's reply.

"No. You're the most beautiful gift I've ever had." Sahut Ami as sung.

Akbar smiled grimacingly as he held onto his chest. "Ami.oh Ami's. Long time have a heart attack. Where was he said that his lips had been pinched by ants. Fixed, diabetic," he put on a desperate face.

It was Ami's turn who laughed at Akbar's expression. Then switch to putting on a serious face. "Yes, yes. Brother Akbar is leaving! Have fun and enjoy the party. But remember, don't drink alcohol, brother!"

Akbar smiled and nodded. "Well, Miss Ami is beautiful and cute. Happy saturday night at home. Hye!" A blink of an eye and a sweet smile closed that long-distance face to face.

The screen is black. But Ami still fell silent hugging the pillow and drowned her mature face. Akbar's praise thrills his heart in a fast rhythm. He warms his chest and stirs his feelings.

"Amiiiii!"

Padma's voice surprised Ami who was smiling by herself. Hurry up from the bed and open the door.

"A very long time that phone. Kirain continues to fall asleep." Padma said in the doorway.

Ami smiled in anguish. "Sorry bestie, just finished the phone. That's the panda talking all the time. If I don't stop, I can continue until dawn."

"Name's funny. Pandas. That's a girl what's a guy?" ask Padma curiously.

Ami scratched the head wrapped in a blue headscarf. "Hm, boys. Sodara is far away."

"Ciee...Sodara what is sodara?" Padma squinted her eyes at Ami.

"Hey, don't think of a macem! Really far away." Ami curls Padma's neck. Bringing her into her room.

Padma giggled because instead of choking, but felt amused. "Mi, go down again yuk ah," he said after equally dropping his back on the mattress. Recumbent.

"We're just here to relax the fall." Sahut Ami who turns tonight Padma stay at his house.

"Don't leave Kak Panji and Teh Aul alone. The third is Satan." Padma.

"Ho oh, forgot. Yuk, down. We cie ciein again if it's with Kak Panji call it ayang." Ami woke up first. Pull Padma's hand to wake up.

Ami and Padma sat back on the carpet. There was an untouched snack. Honey doughnuts. Simultaneously the rioting duo took the same topping. Chocolate sprinkles almonds.

"It's Padma. Ami's a chocolate nut." Padma maintained her grip while giggling.

"Ah don't want to. There's the almond. So remember the same school, the same name." Ami both survived until the donut was split in two. Be fair. Both got half of it. Even the race eats it up quickly.

Aul and Panji are just head bobbles. Chat about the opening cafe plan suddenly stopped because the situation was back rame.

"So, guess what. What's the difference between a shack and Aul Tea?" Ami looked at Panji with her mouth bulging as she was chewing.

Padma immediately giggled. Then push Panji's shoulder with vigor. "Sister, you need to answer! Don't be shy Padma."

Panji chuckles. "Think about it!" he started to frown. Until two minutes later...

"Ah, long thought. Munaroh, give me a whisper! You're my smart student." Ami's Speech.

"Okay, Marimar's temperature!" Padma whispered in her brother's ear.

Aul became the moon again. He clutched the sofa cushion on his chest to see Panji start smiling as Padma whispered.

"What's the answer, brother?" Ask Ami.

Panji looked at Aul gently to make a smile. "If the shack is ugly. If Aul is beautiful."

"Ecieee." Compact Ami and Padma tease Aul whose face is blushing.

"Now from Padma. Marimar should help if Teh Aul can't answer. What is the difference between mosquitoes and Kak Panji."

"Tea, answer, Tea. Don't drop your cute sister. The trick can! We live on one roof every day. The virus has been seeped." Ami nudged Aul's arm.

Aul shakes his sister's shitty shoulder. While Panji and Padma laughed.

"If the mosquito is salted. That's Kak Panji.ngangenin." Reply Aul with a blushing face and a dikulum smile.

"You're also agangenin, Yang." Reply Panji accompanied by a smile.

"ECIEEE, YONG." Compact Ami and Padma tease.

Weekly nights that even shakes the stomach full of entertainment. Although heavy, Panji was forced to go home when the clock showed the number nine. Being chased away by three girls at once. It's okay, tomorrow morning will come again. I would jog on Car Free Day.