Love Agusd The Handsome Cat
Who're You?

"Yes......!" Archi jumped up, surprised to find a naked man sleeping, curled up, next to him.

Archi's quick reflexes covered the man's lower body with his blanket. The man fell asleep so soundly that he was not disturbed by the fuss around him, only his ears twitched every time he heard a sound.

Archi. Not thinking out. The tanktop and trousers are still well worn. Then what happened? Did anything happen? Then why isn't this man dressed on his bed?

"How come? My a?" Archi covered the top of his chest that was not covered by the tanktop with the rest of the blanket tip. His wide-eyed slow motion saw the face of the man who was still sleeping soundly.

"Eh, handsome too," Archi said inwardly looking at the man's face. "Geez, I'm this!" quick shaking.

"Astagfireullah! Archi!" father's wrath as he walked into Archi's room.

"Dad didn't know you were this brave!" blow dad. Mother hid behind father, looking scared and sad looking at Archi.

Brother put on a thin face while folding his hands over the stomach.

"But dad, I don't know who he is" Archi said.

"He's in your room!" dad's jolt glared with a sharp look. "Maybe you don't know who he is. Don't cover up your mistakes by pretending like that!" hardik daddy.

Dad is a tall, thin man with a slightly long beard just under his chin and wears minus glasses with a box frame.

"But I don't know" Archi insisted. Suddenly he remembered something,

"the cat? Where's cat?" Archi looked left and right looking for a white cat last night.

"Don't switch the conversation!" Dad's voice tone kept rising.

"Let's beat up this brash guy!" I'm getting ready to pull the guy.

"Don't dad!" sergeant Archi panicked.

The man was piqued, he wriggled then opened his eyes slowly. From the sidelines of his narrowed eyes he peeked, alternately looking towards father and Archi. He glanced down and realized he was not dressed.

"Aaaa!!!.." the screech shuffled, immediately sitting down until it accidentally exposed the blanket. Archi put the blanket back on it to cover his 'anu' which was almost open.

"What the fuck!" the man was angry with Archi.

"I helped cover your bird," Archi glared as he pointed.

"But you hold my heirloom" the man's murmur did not accept as he covered it with the hand he called the heirloom.

"Well, how do I know" replied Archi pouting.

"Truly you are!" father's screams, growing furious. "Hurry to meet dad downstairs. Put on your clothes!"

Archi's mother's father and brother left the two of them in the room.

"You who? Why is it suddenly in my room? When did you get in here? How'd you get in?" cecar Archi with questions.

The man just fell silent, staring blankly down as if thinking.

"I'm the same as you, '" Archi pulled the man's shoulder to look at him.

"I who?" back the man asked. The corner of Archi's left mouth was raised following the pull of his eyebrows upwards.

"What do you mean, use all who are you. I'll go first with you,"

"I really don't know who I am" the man pressed.

"Haduuh....!" Archi rubbed his face, broke the charcoal. "Already put your clothes on! I'll be even more angry if we stay here!" Archi's orders.

"My book? Which clothes?" she looked under the bed to find her clothes.

Archi looked around his room and found no clothes.

"Where do I know, I forgot." said the man.

"Superficial...." Archi went to his closet and picked up a rather large t-shirt and shorts. "This is my outfit!" Archi gave it to the man.

The man immediately put on Archi's shirt and pants. Luckily his shirt and pants fit on his small body, though not as small as Archi's.

"That's leather or boiled dumplings? Why is it that white? I'm the only girl not that white?" inner Archi was amazed to see the man's skin.

"These pants no longer elongated?" the man's protest showed his thigh covered only half his pants.

"It's still good there are pants that fit so not buligir* rich earlier," sewot Archi who has coated his tanktop with a shirt and shorts with trousers.

They come down together. On the sofa sit father, mother and sister at a distance. They waited with the same expression, ANGRY. Although the mother's face looks more sad while the sister only looks upset.

Their sharp eyes are like eagles eyeing prey, looking at Archi from the top to the bottom of the stairs. Archi lowered his face while sitting on the sofa before his father.

Archi scratched his nape.

"Explain to us, how did that man get into your room?" Dad's tone of voice was calm but piercing.

Archi snorted, confused to explain. Whatever the answer is, they will not believe it.

"How can we be cheated, don't know if Archi put a man in his room." I looked at my mother and sister in turn.

"If I had deliberately put him in, I wouldn't have let him stay in the room. It's as if I'm going to tell him to leave before you're found out, " Archi tried to defend himself.

"I just don't know if he's in the room" Archi added.

"Don't lie! You must not be aware because of soy sauce until it is not aware of the morning," said Brother.

"Jeez brother. I'm your sister. How can you accuse me of being that bad?"

"Yes, you thought to yourself!" sulk brother.

"Every night the doors and windows are always neatly locked. There is no way people can enter if it is not opened from the inside" said the father. "Especially the father who always make sure all locked, either at night or in the morning" he concluded.

"How long have you been dating?" mother asked, her voice trembling.

"I'm not dating her mom. I told you I didn't know him" Archi said.

"Hey boy.don't shut up. Say something!" reprimand father glared at the man.

"A-i.e.," the confused man replied turning his head towards the pouting Archi.

"What are you doing in my son's room?" Ask dad.

"I-I don't remember anything," the man replied completely looking puzzled.

"Surely he was drunk to the point of not remembering anything" said Brother cynically.

"It seems free to talk to you. You keep covering up your mistakes" concluded father in a derailment. "If you're getting married, you should tell us, don't do this,"

Archi resigned to the accusations that his father made. His shoulders drooped down, his head tilted and staring at the nanar.

"This is a disgrace, a sin for us your parents. Before this news gets out and other unwanted things happen, I'll get you married,"

"What?" pekik Archi standing up. "I don't want to marry dad, let alone marry someone I don't know" Archi refused and her eyes glazed over.

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*buligir: the Sundanese language of not wearing a single garment.