My Berondong Husband
#51 Stories About Love and Love Again
"Gue likes you, Ta!" Angga said a little screamed because the wind was too noisy as he rode the motor at medium speed.
"Well! Aye!" Shouted Renata answering the words of Angga.
"Kok hah anyway! Answer dong." Angga pulled his motorcycle under a tree on the sidewalk, because he did not get a satisfactory answer from Renata.
"Lu besides peak, already know using the motor instead ask" said Renata, when Angga had turned off the engine motor.
"Gue likes you, don't you want to be my girlfriend?" Said Angga in a satisfied tone, as if the feeling had peaked and wanted to go out long ago.
"No." Said Renata lightly.
"Iss, it hurts me so much. Please I need oxygen," Angga dramatized the situation.
"What the hell are you, you're a nightmarish."
"How night?"
"It's nightingale, first you're not a child of education, you're a senior on campus, second you wear this is not your motorbike right. Third you're not a rich man's son."
Angga was silent for a moment, scratching his hair even though it was not itchy. Then he smiled.
"Well caught."
"Knowledge your Nutmeg." Rajuk Renata's.
"Okay, the first one I'm not majoring in Education, the second is an old Vespa motorbike belonging to my brother, the third is I'm a handyman."
"It should have been from the beginning that you were honest Angga, we've been together for almost a year."
"If I'm honest from the beginning you'll like it?"
"Not really. Let's go."
Hearing the words from Renata, Angga with his relaxed face began to run his motorbike back, circling it slower than before, in order to be with Renata longer.
While Renata only smiled faintly considering Angga who expressed his feelings. Angga so good, humble and care, full of comedy although sometimes angry.
Angga's nature is different from men in general, Angga who can always make him laugh, although sometimes he must prestige, Angga dare to say his feelings to his mother.
The reason he rejected Angga, not because he did not like it, but he wanted to see how far Angga fought for him.
He cannot continue to hope for Kevano, who already belongs to others, or even his revenge on Kesya, because in fact they have become a soul mate who is destined by God.
That day they were on their way home, Renata initially thought why their lecture was often the same time home, because usually the morning education department, because, it turns out Angga majoring in Engineering which is indeed the same entrance hour as the Design major.
Since then Renata began to be suspicious of many things Angga hid, ranging from nicknames that are usually called his friends, to Angga's life full of drama makes Renata sympathize.
But, Angga is always good at covering it with a smile, the shadow of Angga's sadness as if invisible on the look of his face. Angga even passed cheerful like he did not have a single burden.
"Eat yok!" Shouted Angga again, still in the same condition.
"Yok, seven-star restaurant!"
"Lu guess headache medicine. I only have enough money to buy chicken satay!"
"Basic kere you!"
"Groan!"
After an unclear shout, Angga drove his motorcycle towards a roadside satay cart, which was open only at night.
"We eat." Angga said parked the bike, after which Renata came down. "Mang sate ayam two servings yes, one uses two lontong sambal spicy mixed aja. You, Ta?"
"Huh, same thing." Renata.
"Most of you will be fat."
"Bodo. Same thing"
"Same as mang."
The night is getting late, eight o'clock. They had just returned from campus, although actually Angga went home first.
"Ngga," said Renata restrained, had not had time to say the words again, he turned his eyes on the Smartphone.
"Yes, why is Nata dear." Angga replied acting so sweet, as if they already had a relationship.
"Dign Angga. I want to ask seriously."
Angga nodded and smiled as a sign of allowing.
"Why your friends, call you Sat-Sat anyway. Your name, Ba*g Sat."
"Can be ae. My name is Satria Angga Prayudipta Adi Kusuma Citpo. And usually Satria's mangosteen friends, at Tria's house anyway."
"Long is its name."
"The name of the Javanese. And I know to you the name Angga, actually there's no reason, I just want to."
Renata nodded, though did not understand the reason Angga.
Before long, their order came and Angga was already so enthusiastic about his food.
Angga and Renata enjoy the food, for Renata eat like very rarely even he forgets when he first ate on the side of the road with the roof of the sky and sat on a wooden bench. It was definitely an unforgettable experience for him.
Sometimes his disgust at eating on the side of the road can disappear, because the food is not as bad as in his mind.
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That same night, Kesya and Kevano were enjoying the night out of a blanket.
Kevano is busy with his cell phone, while Kesya falls asleep in Kevano's right arm while reading a novel, usually he does not like to read, but because it is Yunda's recommendation who also hates to read, finally, he bought and read.
The title is My Berondong Husband. His story is similar to his. An aunt who married Berondong.
"Eh Yes, tomorrow the schedule of the content chek you know," said Kesya later.
"Have the USG yet, Nur?" Kevano asked enthusiastically.
"Not seen yet, Sya. It's only been three months."
"Who knows, I'd like to see my little hero."
"No, little Princess." Sela Kesya's.
"Surely that guy, because pregnant women eat you a lot and you're getting stronger."
"No, girl, I'm getting more diligent and more diligent."
The two argue about their gender, but to them it's funny. After the discussion, they sometimes laugh.
"Hey, I want to ask you something." Connect Kesya.
"What?"
"You were before we got married and you said, you've been waiting for me for eleven years. How do you know that girl turned out to be me?"
"Because from High School until now your face has not changed much, especially since I saw you in Bang Ruben. I've had a bright spot for your eleven years gone, and also the incident on the bus I deliberately made." Kevano's face seemed to be without any guilt.
"That's so evil." Kesya slapped Kevano's left chest. "When you kiss it I'm shocked, Bian aja who for two years dating the same I've never kissed everything."
"Basic plain. If I don't kiss in shock anymore?" Tempted Kevano, Kesya's cheeks look starting to turn red.
"Udah ah sleeping, sleepy. Tomorrow's work."
"Tomorrow Weekend, Nur."
"Tomorrow is still Wednesday, the weekend from which try."
Kevano chuckled at Kesya's words, because tomorrow is still Wednesday. Kevano always thinks of the weekend in order to continue to be able to spend the day with Kesya, who is his wife.