Like a Former Nail
Episodes 17.2
“Kok you can know that the woman is an actor?”
Koning clucked in annoyance. “Where do I say actor, he likes my Papa SMS, likes to come to our house if there is Papa, and likes to get attention with Papa?" Koning shook his fingers, flexing them. "If I remember it, it feels like I want to scratch the woman's face. Basic actor!”
“Whose is he?”
“He's a schoolmate Mama, his house is not too far from our house,” chirps Koning grumbling. “Now there are many friends to eat, do not know shame.” Coning suddenly shook his palms while shaking. “But I'm not yes, Geb. I don't like to eat, not good! I'm not a cannibal. I prefer to eat rice, satay, and soto,” he said with a little chuckle softly at the end of his sentence.
Gebri also laughed. “You are Kon.”
“Not intended suudzon, but for a woman who already has a partner, let alone a husband, it must be warning. The actor can come from anywhere, even family though,”, Koning said.
“Iya Kon, thanks for the advice,” Gebri said while climbing the steps of the stairs. Their class today is on the second floor next to the academic room.
Koning suddenly released a long breath. “Hopefully today no impromptu Quiz.”
“Amin,” said Gebri prayed, because last night he also did not learn, too busy thinking about how to make Rion no longer angry and also too busy serving the man in bed. Priorities are now increasing, between college and taking care of the household.
>_<
Finally the three SKS course today has been completed, after almost three hours of having to listen and pay attention to the viewer who displays several slides of material in front of the class. At one noon later, followed by the Introduction to Accounting II course. Today Gebri has seven course SKS to follow. Tuesday's school schedule is more than a typical day. And fortunately, as long as he was on campus and attending the course, no one noticed the reddish marks that Rion had left on his neck. Ah, or they realize, but assume pretend?
“Where do you eat, nih?” asked Lutfi on the sidelines to put the writing equipment into the bag.
“I manut wae,” sahut Koning already standing.
“Where if in Bukde Santi's place, have we not been there for a long time?”
Koning's head was nodding. “Bby.”
“Where's Geb?”
The person asked did not press, remained focused on staring at the screen of the phone that displays its WhatsApp chat application. Before this class ended, Gebri had been sending messages to Rion, just like the usual routine since they got married. But for some reason, this time Rion just threaded. Clearly now he is confused.
“Geb, how?” Koning asked.
Gebri seemed a little jolted, “Eh... Yes, why?”
“You can come eat to Bukde Santi?” ask Koning.
“By me, I'm hungry too.”
“Yuk go now!” Lutfi got up from the bench he occupied.
Gebri also immediately stood up, then followed Lutfi and Koning who were chatting while walking. Canteen Bukde Santi is located in the faculty area of PAI aka Islamic Religious Education which is adjacent to the faculty of Economics. It could be said, the canteen was dominated by students of the faculty, but many FE students also ate there. There is famous for its soto cuisine and its very delicious miso. As expected, at times of the day like this, the canteen looks very crowded with frenzied visitors. Almost all the places were filled.
“Gebri, here!”
Feeling his name being called, Gebri's head kept turning. There was Asep who was waving his hands. He saw also Kharisma who was chewing fried tofu while looking at his position and Rion who looked down staring at his phone. Gebri remembers the message he sent to Rion. Why did he not reply to her, when clearly now he was relaxed while holding HP. There's no male obstacle to replying.
Gebri turned to Koning and Lutfi, asking for advice on whether to agree or find another seat, but they had already stepped closer to the round table.
“Sit here!” Asep patted the shoulder of the chair beside him, right beside Rion.
“Still Brother,” said Gebri while sitting down.
“You why? How to stay quiet?” Kharisma slightly raised her eyebrows. Wonder. Rion looks not excited because of the arrival of Gebri, instead he looks ignored. Though usually, Rion will never give up his attention to the woman who is his wife. He and his friends even dubbed him as “Bucin” victim because of Rion's attitude since marriage, who always stalk Gebri where the girl goes, like a bodyguard who looks after her employer.
“You fought?” timpal Asep was curious.
“Whispering!” chirps Rion.
Kharisma clucked while shaking her head. Inexhaustible. After marriage, Rion's attitude has changed a lot, besides being bucin, she has also become more expressive. He's not as quiet as he used to be.
While Asep was still with his curiosity. “Rion why Geb? You don't give me rations?” Asep let out a little laugh because of the last word he said himself.
Gebri's cheeks spontaneously blushed. Asep could ask like that. But he's thinking. Is it true that Rion was angry that he refused to serve again on the bed this morning? Yes timing? But, right, he did not completely refuse, he promised to serve him later tonight. Gebri breathed out slowly. Fortunately Asep no longer asked, because confused also have to answer what. There was no way he could justify the question from Asep. It must be the moons of the little fat guy's mockery.
Glanced at Rion, the thick-browed man still ignored him. He saw Koning and Lutfi who were choosing the menu they would eat. While Asep and Kharisma were involved in chatting about the football game last night on the sidelines of their chews. Then Gebri glanced at Rion who was still focused on his phone. With hesitation, Gebri placed one of his hands in Rion's hand lying on his thigh, then rubbed it gently, hoping that men would turn to him, but it turned out that Rion was still unshakable.
>_<
“I first yes,” saying Gebri hurriedly right after the lecturer of the last course of the day came out, leaving Koning dumbstruck to see his behavior. He ran through a small hallway through the classroom. Rion sent a WA chat, saying he was already in the parking lot. He did not want to make Rion wait, let alone remember the man's unfriendly mood.
Gebri had also planned, after arriving at their house later, he would serve him immediately. He didn't want to be ignored like this again, just yesterday and today.
Gebri's footsteps slowly swallowed, his eyes catching the figure of Titania talking to Rion beside the car. The girl seemed to be laughing out loud with the response Rion gave her, although Rion seemed to be responding just plainly.
“Finally coming too,” Titania said as Gebri was already near them. “Yuk, we walk now Mas!” coined.
Titania was about to hold the doorknob of the car, but Gebri's hand held it. Implied strokes were startled in Gebri's eye rays, unexpected because his body was moving itself without being ruled. Koning's words had become ringing in his mind, as well as the article about the actor that had been read at a glance.
“Why?” asked Titania, there was a dislike in her voice.
“You'd better sit in the back.”
“But I want to sit in front, next to Mas Rion,” reject Titania by giving a cynical look.
Gebri took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. “I am his wife, and I think a wife should sit next to her husband.”
Titania's eyes widened, with a gaping mouth. While Rion's lips turned on a big smile, there was no point in him ignoring Gebri today.
>_<
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