My Beloved Perjaka
First dinner

It feels heavy eating while being looked at continuously. The teenager looked at me with interest until it felt like I wanted to kiss his eyes to be bristling or if I was premenstrual syndrome I had cipratin sambal daritadi.

"Eat, don't look!" I cried out, "you're the one I'm sure I'm eating, you're just looking at the door."

Abhimanyu stirred his orange ice and sipped it to the ground, even taking a chunk of ice cubes with a plastic spoon and eating them.

The ice cubes instantly rattled within his mouth.

"I did rhyme and treat Auntie to eat, but I didn't say I wanted to eat." he said.

I immediately grabbed the honey-baked shrimp and chocolated it in sambal. Irritatedly I got up, Abhimanyu dodged until the plastic chair toppled over, I pulled his jacket as I glanced. "Eat!" my insistence was to forcefully put the shrimp into Abhimanyu's mouth.

I smothered his mouth with a sambel-strapped hand on his smooth, cold lips.

"CHEW! SWALLOW UP!" grumbling. Abhimanyu's hand clasped my arm as his teenage son swallowed the shrimp.

"You again?" I asked, "good right?"

I sat back in my chair with a feeling of excitement for his cockiness. "You want to be in a bribe okay, say it."

Abhimanyu snatched as he grabbed my glass and gulped his orange ice.

"I'm allergic to Auntie shrimp!" he shouted loudly. "That's why I don't want to eat!" Abhimanyu sighed, his face turning restless.

"Why did you invite me here?"

"Because I know Auntie loves seafood!"

I frowned while devouring the shrimp again, my eyes were cynical looking at him.

"Where else? Don't be proud, me and you are not familiar." my lips did not accept, why this teenager scraped information about me. Wh-wh-what for? I suddenly became suspicious.

Abhimanyu pulled the tissue and wiped his lips. He smiled as he held his head with one left hand.

"Tante Bella Ellis, who doesn't know Auntie? Aunty Nongol face in the crossroad billboard, several beauty websites have covered aesthetic doctors owner Ellisa Skin and Aesthetic. Moreover, the former wife of state officials often accompanied Mr. Narendra Wicaksono down to the street while carrying a mini fan. It's easy to find a Aunt's brief biodata on the internet site." Abhimanyu grinned after explaining his reasonable honesty.

"Keep for what?" I'm worried, teen-smart now. Everything can be searched on the internet without the need to bother asking questions like journalists.

"To know," he smiled. I sizzle in my heart, don't give me that smile, that smile that's crisp and sweet, that's a danger to my memory, "eat him, if not, I don't pay!"

"Buset, I pay for it myself." I said as I scooped up three headless shrimp on a plate with banana leaves and stretched out in front of Abhimanyu's mouth.

"Eat all of you, let's not waste your allergies!" I moved my hand, told her to open her mouth immediately because just imagine our situation here in the middle of a seafood shop on the side of the road, I was like an older sister playing with teenagers was wrong.

"Open your mouth? Don't make me angry about failing to diet, eating alone, that's my biodata read nineteen-year-old virgin! Whatever it is, ask directly if you dare. Where to discuss Narendra Wicaksono again, there is no other discussion.

Abhimanyu opened his mouth without hesitation then devoured all the shrimp I prepared in hand.

"He's Aunt's ex-husband!" he said while cleaning his mouth with a tissue.

"The agent drinks again, let me finish this all." I said make him stand up, ordering one plain water while putting it on the table. I chewed while looking at him, I would finish it off, and see if he was right to pay for all this?

The most extreme ten-minute interval of my life—night midnight— I followed Abhimanyu to the cashier's table, I looked up into his wallet.

"A lot of money? Tomorrow treat me again, Bi." my god while elbowing his arm.

"When I want to, Auntie!" he answered while keeping the change in the wallet. Abhimanyu then put his wallet in his pants pocket.

"I'm going straight to the hospital, Tant!" Abhimanyu scratched his nose, his neck, then his back.

"OK be careful, do not forget to buy allergy medicine at the pharmacy, Abi. Or drink pure honey." I suggested and waved. I went straight to the loan bike, wearing a helmet while looking at Abhimanyu who did the same, he said, we paid for the parking and took the bike away from the seafood shop I would remember as my first dinner with Abhimanyu.

He might want me to take a bribe and take me like this. Don't she have a crush on me? Oh, hold on. I ride this bike with a feeling of anxiety, I have never brought a motorbike at midnight like this. It feels like my chest is being dug up by itself, the difference is now that I focus on the streets, not hovering the same as head bobbles and fall helplessly limp.

Arriving in front of the house, aunt Marni who must have slept well like in the hug of mama will definitely not open the door. I opened the motorcycle seat, took the house key from my bag while opening the gate. As I was about to push the motor in, the light of the motor and its roaring sound made me turn my head.

"Daddy!!!" I shouted, but he just passed by showing off a smile. "He followed me? Buset, it's becoming more and more a boy."

I was so irritated that the energy I prepared to push this bike into the garage slowly disappeared replaced by an amused smile and a warm feeling.

"Let's take care of me, Gemesss. But he must be just a kasian. Huft. Not so much taste!" I nodded while entering the house.