Loving Brother Lift
Chapter 9

"Well, Brother Dimas? How are you home?" Nirmala asked back, not usually Dimas has gone home. It's not yet hours of work.

"Yes, take the leftovers, here." Dimas moves his shoulders, showing his bag.

"Oh, so you want to go to the shop again?"

"Yes. Did you talk about Rosa?" Dimas charges Nirmala's answer.

"Eh, um, that's school business, brother. Hehe." Nirmala tried to cover up the real thing, but unfortunately, her expression was clear when she was lying.

"The guy's business is for sure, right?" Dimas.

"Hehe, that's it, brother."

"What the hell is it?" Dimas asked further.

"Sir Dimas wants to know, do you want to know?" Nirmala smeared Dimas who put on a serious face.

"You know it! You will have to tell a story! But later! I'm going to go first. I'll come home from work later. Watch out, don't try to escape!"

"Didih, Kak Dimas kok maksa that's it?"

"It has to be a story! Point, no comma! I'm leaving first. Yee!" Dimas said goodbye, he immediately headed for his bike and passed leaving Nirmala still dumbfounded.

"Why is Dimas? How is that weird? Wonderful deh. Or, maybe?" Nirmala muttered to herself, then smiled, hoping that what she thought had indeed happened.

***

In the afternoon, Nirmala waited for Dimas to come home from work on the front porch of the house. But until five in the afternoon, there was still no sign of Dimas coming home. Not only Dimas, his father has not returned.

"Mom, I'm not home yet?" Nirmala approached her mother who was cooking in the kitchen.

"Against the children of overtime workshops. At least 7 o'clock just got home." Sukma replied, while continuing to cut the vegetables.

"Oh, Brother Dimas too?"

"Yes, yes, La! He's among the boys in the workshop your father supervised. How the hell are you?" Sukma bobbing heads, the eldest child does sometimes like to think too late.

"Hehe, I'll make sure, ma'am." Nirmala just grinned.

"What are you busy with?"

"It's not busy, Mom. Go to Rosa's house, but giggle. I want maghrib." Nirmala just remembered her promise to Rosa this afternoon.

"Yaudah, help me cook! So you can cook yourself, not only can cook noodles with water doang." Sukma mocked his eldest son.

"Eh, no, Mom! I can fry eggs, really!" Nirmala protest.

"Yes, that's doang. Yes, tomorrow your husband just wants to be fed noodles with eggs?"

"Yes, you can buy it, Mom." Nirmala ngeles.

"That's you, ngeles! Udah, here's the hunt! Peel the onion, the truss is washed, sliced!" Sukma gave a follow-up order.

"Yes, me!"

***

After all finished eating, as usual, Nirmala was in charge of washing the cutlery that was finished in use. While being engrossed in soaking dishes, suddenly Dimas was already behind him.

"La! Don't forget! Later that story!" Dimas pretended to pick up the glass on the plate shelf next to the sink of the dishwasher.

"Yes, on the balcony above, yeah! Afraid that Dad might get angry with me!"

"Okay, I'll be upstairs." Dimas immediately left the kitchen, returned to the living room.

After finishing washing the dishes, Nirmala returned to the living room. But it turns out Dimas was busy chatting with his father and mother. While occasionally flirting with Claudia.

"What the hell, Brother Dimas? He said he wanted to hear my story, but even fun story with Mom's Dad." Nirmala grumbled in annoyance. He was forced to sit in the living room for a while, signaling to Dimas that he had finished washing the dishes. Shortly after, he decided to go to his room above the garage.

Nirmala decided to open her textbook only, although it was difficult to concentrate. Right now his mind is branching out a lot.

Tok tok!

"La! Open door!" Dimas' voice came from outside. Nirmala smiled broadly. Finally the long-awaited came too.

"Stand, Brother!" Nirmala opened the door to her room.

"I bring drinks with me a snack, make a conversation. You can drink and eat ginian rich right? Doesn't make stomach acid go up?" Dimas showed me the contents of the crackle he was carrying.

"Safe, Brother! Just relax!" Nirmala smiled happily.

The two of them walked towards the balcony, past the side of the room. Nirmala couldn't possibly take Dimas to the balcony, passing inside his room. They both just sit on the ceramic, because there are no special chairs provided there.

"So what, La? What do you want to tell?" Dimas asked directly at the point.

"Well, how does it feel rich I'm begging for a story?"

"Hehe, so I should ask how dong?" Dimas was aware of the word mistake he used.

"Hehe, yeah. Don't talk about it anymore!" Nirmala doesn't feel good about herself to Dimas.

"Okay, so how?"

"So gini, brother. I got a letter this morning, but I don't know from whom. He just wrote the initials R class 9E. Well, it was right back home from school, my basketball exkul friend nawarin to go home together. Name's Reno. He's 9E grade. So I was the same Rosa thought, maybe the one who sent me the letter this morning was the Reno. If it really is, it could be bad!" Nirmala told me enthusiastically.

"Why indeed? How serious?" Dimas showed an unhappy face.

"Yes, because he's the head of the men's basketball team, brother. So it's automatically a lot of children who have a crush on him. Not only the same age, but many class siblings also have a crush on him. Well, if they know, Reno send a letter and make sure I go home together, I can get terror from Reno's fans who do not count! Holy hooch! I will not be able to calm down!" Nirmala held her head with both hands. He was dizzy thinking about the possibility that was happening.

"Where the Reno maksa really, want to take me home together. Just then I was looking for alesan, he was still determined to invite me home next time. How am I supposed to dong, brother?" Nirmala continued her venturing session.

"You like Reno yourself, don't you?" Dimas.

"Yes, he's cool, pinter too, fine. It's girls' dreams. But I am afraid of the same risk if you like him, so mending do not need to, rather than complicated behind him. But if Reno keeps chasing me how?" Nirmala looked at the look of jealousy in Dimas's eyes. In his heart he cheered with joy. The answer had an implied meaning, he wanted to convince Dimas that he couldn't possibly be with Reno.

"Yaudah, you told Reno that you already have a boyfriend! He's gonna back off." Dimas provides a solution.

"If he asks who my girlfriend is, brother? And I can't give you proof? He might think I'm a bully!"

"Say that you're my boyfriend!" Dimas said without burden. Nirmala felt like she had almost fainted. She's speechless.

"Oh my goodness, brother. If only you had invited me to be your real girlfriend! I'd want to!" Nirmala can only be broken.