MARRY MY LOVER'S BEST FRIEND
CHAPTER 60

This is where we will live, in a small town but all the facilities are adequate. At least there are still pharmacies and minimarkets that are open 24 hours. The atmosphere is also very pleasant, not too crowded and not too quiet.

The house we lived in was quite large with four bedrooms. There are two rooms with a bathroom inside. The yard is also spacious and beautiful with various ornamental plants. On the back, there are many fruit plants such as mango trees, water guava and longan and there is a koi fish pond. This is the residence of Eyang Kakung and Eyang Putri Arka, the parents of Bu Gendis who has been uninhabited for almost a year. The architecture is a bit old-fashioned, but the house is really comfortable.

"Do you like this place?" asked Arka while hugging me from behind was like a drakor.

"Yes, the atmosphere is calm" I said.

"But this is an old house, you know what it means?" said Arka half-whispered then let go of her embrace and left

"Ah, Arka already dong, you're starting to be nosy again anyway?" I said whining and following in the footsteps of Arka who was laughing nosily.

Ever since he knew I was a coward on father's funeral, he used to scare me with various horror stories as bedtime tales. I know that's Arka's way of getting me to sleep in her arms all night.

"Yes, I slept with Welah tonight" I said threateningly.

"Si mbok want to sleep alone, free slitting, farting and slipping without disturbing any party," said Mbok Welas who suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"The abbot Mas Arka Jahil, mbok" I said whining to Mbok Welas.

"Yes, you sleep alone, there are many rooms. Is that so with Arka?" said Mbok Welas who was greeted by Arka's thumbs and a smile of spirit.

Failed to get support. Because I did not give up, I pretended to snack and went into one of the rooms and fell on a mattress that was neat, clean and fragrant work Mbok Welas. What the hell should I be afraid of, all this time I also sleep alone, at home alone, and only sometimes accompanied by Rayi. Suddenly misses Rayi calling. I took my phone and how surprised I was because there was a message from Rayi and it's been over a month.

[Case, suddenly kangen kowe ] fill Rayi's message

[Yes, I too miss] I reply to my heart.

[No reply all lebaran? Can you please forgive your birth and mind?] rayi's reply made me laugh.

[Yes, sorry for the long reply.] type me with a smile

[It was longer than that, Casino!] reply Rayi and I can imagine Rayi's manyun face nagging endlessly.

[At least once every 3-4 months we go home. I'll definitely stop by] type me in with a kiss emoticon.

[OK] that was Rayi's only reply.

The door of the room opened as Arka loosened her head and asked for permission to enter. I pretended to snack just kept it quiet and pretended to be busy with my phone. Arka knocked on the door again and asked permission, but I ignored it. Let him stay there as long as he wants.

Although I was silent, over time he came in and sat down beside me. I just kept ignoring him and we saw what Arka would do next. Slowly I lyricized towards him and it turns out that he's gone. Either real or pretend. Pity also he looks tired because he just moved. I then got out of bed to pick up the bottle of his drink that was usually placed on the nightstand. I admit Arka often consume mineral water, a day can run out of two and a half to three liters. It is still new in this house so I still have not memorized every room. I finally met the kitchen and got some water. Should I put a dispenser and gallon in the bedroom so that there is no need for heroes just to take mineral water. I'd better talk to Arka about that.

When I went back to the room, Arka was not there for a while when I left her. I put the drink bottle on the nightstand and rushed to find Arka. I opened the doors of every room and there was no one. Strange, even Mbok Welas is also invisible. I went around looking outside the house, and there was none I met. Well, Arka is really outrageous, so hearty to leave me alone here, where the day is approaching dusk, but somehow they are.

"Mas, Mas Arka! Mboks..Mum!" I shouted in despair.

I hurried to close all the doors and windows and turn on all the lights as it was getting dark. Last time I went back to the room to get my phone and found Arka who was asleep. The water in the bottle has also been reduced. It's weird, it's weird. I approached Arka and slowly woke her up.

"Where was that going?" I asked when Arka opened her eyes.

"Sleep, get up for a while, keep sleeping again" he said, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.

"Mbok Welah is also not there," I said with a frown.

"Mbok from earlier in the kitchen. I'm deadeng if you want to eat," said Mbok Welas in front of the door that I left open.

"Nothing was that nobody," I replied as I ruffled the bangs.

"Well, you know what that means?" mbok Welas said half a whisper and approached us.

My heart skipped a beat, it felt as cold sweat began to drench the body. If it came out of Arka's mouth, he might be playing a trick on me, but this came out of Mbok Welas' mouth. Spontaneously I held the hand of Arka who was beside me. At least Mbok Welas used to live in this house, so it's natural that he knows everything about this house. Mbok Welas then left without continuing his words.

"Mas, what the hell is going on?" I whispered to Arka as if afraid that someone would listen to our conversation.

"And earlier Mbok Welas who said, asked Mbok Welas dong," replied Arka then woke up and ready to leave.

"Where are you going?" many quick.

"Eat dong. Come on, you should also eat," said Mas Arka and I then followed his footsteps.

The cuisine of Mbok Welas is unmatched. Vegetable Nangka Muda, sambal terasi and fried chicken did make kangen home. I saw Arka eating so voraciously, I also really enjoyed this dinner.

"Dayn aja nduk, if you settle later mbok be given a severance again same Dik Arka," mbok Welas said as I helped him clean the dining table and wanted to wash all the cutlery we had just put on. Arka signaled to me to comply with all Mbok Welas requests.

"You're at home with Mbok Welas yes, I have to go for a while, there's something I have to do" said Arka who then kissed me on the forehead.

Mbok Welas is already sitting in front of the TV waiting for his favorite soap opera that will still air in half an hour. I approached Mbok Welas who was lying on a rasfur mattress with a remote in his hand. I ventured to ask what he meant earlier. I am ready and impatient with the story of Mbok Welas. It doesn't matter if the story is very scary because later tonight Arka will definitely accompany me.