My Berondong Husband
#80 Renata Falling in Love
A Few Months Ago.
As the night wore on, about eight o'clock. Renata and Angga have just returned from college, although Angga actually went home first.
Before returning home they decided to first find dinner, even if only on the side of the road.
Angga does not have so much money, because indeed he is only the son of a regular handyman not a businessman or an office owner like Renata.
"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 being pretentious, 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 is 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 with pleasure, 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.
Moreover, eating together with Angga, a man he never thought would be this close.
The strange gogga sometimes makes him ilfiel but can also make him intoxicated with his absurd behavior. Just imagine every day always shuttle Renata with the reason their lecture schedule is the same. But it is clearly different.
Techniques are sometimes early morning lectures while Renata is always late afternoon and evening.
Although Angga's behavior is strange, Renata does not deny him that he likes Angga. The love he used to feel for Kevano.
If you remember Kevano he no longer want to bother because now Kevano is happy with his wife. Perhaps the thought of destroying Kevano and Kesya's happiness is just an annoyance at what has happened in his life.
Kevano is good and Kesya is good too. Now he also wants to get the good of an Angga.
Angga's innate style is so simple that Renata can be sedated in only one way. If it could fly maybe Renata would have done it a long time ago, but Renata stuck his feet to the ground so that his body would not soar into the sky with the cradle of Angga.
"Eh why are you smiling to yourself. Crazy you huh?" the word Angga disperse the renaissance of Renata.
Renata regained his senses and immediately turned his gaze to the plate full of satay.
"Huh? No matter what, I think it's hard to eat satay, so smile yourself." Answer Renata's lie.
"What's hard, here." Angga took Renata's plate. Then take one skewer. "A.. Let's open our mouths."
Renata did not want to open his mouth, but just remained silent.
"Let's open up." Connect Angga while forcing Renata.
"I can eat by myself." Fizzle Renata without opening her teeth.
"It's hard to eat satay, yes I'm bribing."
"No, no Anga."
"You if you don't want to." Angga then put the Renata plate back.
They both enjoyed the food very much. After they finished eating, they decided to go home. By riding the Angga motorbike.
On the way they engaged in conversations that were not serious but quite making laugh. Angga deliberately slowed down his motorbike.
"Tomorrow Weekend, what if you play at my house." Said Angga later.
"Well?"
"I'm the same family wants to harvest apples with pineapples in the garden. You wanna come?"
"It looks like it's exciting. Sure can. What time?"
"For the first time, it's about six."
"okay."
Then the conversation stopped, because they had reached Renata's house. Angga passed away while Renata entered the house.
The lights of the house still look bright. It looks like the mother has not slept, and sure enough when she arrived in the middle room the mother is still busy watching television.
"Mama hasn't slept?" asked Renata to look at the mother.
"Mama is not sleepy yet, how did you tumben clock this new coming home?"
"So the road broke." Said Renata then sat next to the mother and lay her head on her mother's lap.
"The Angga?" search the Mama.
"It's the same Angga." Renata answered with a smile.
"Like to like you."
"Rena knows, she's been talking about Rena a lot."
"Like it, but Rena wants to know Angga further first, Ma."
"What far? Later if long he can turn to the others. Men are easy to find new."
"Yes too. But it's Ma."
After the conversation, Renata walked into his room. In the room he still thought of the words of his mother.
If you think further it is true what is, if he continues to hang the feeling of Angga can be saturated and bored with his attitude.
But, it seems that Angga is not the type of person who gives up easily in saying his feelings. In fact, Angga continued to say his feelings even though Renata had refused repeatedly.
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In the morning Renata had arrived in front of Angga's house, after Angga sent the location to him.
When looking at the house of Angga, Renata hardly believes, the house is unique and the style was classic, entered into a spacious yard with some small fruit plants such as cherries.
"Excuse me, Mom." Renata said when he saw a middle-aged woman who used the Hijab to clean the yard.
"Yes" the woman replied a little confused. "You want to buy fruit? Today close the deck."
"No ma'am, I'd like to see you together..."
"Same Bambang? His student?" cut the girl.
"No, same friend Angga."
"Anga?" said the woman as if thinking the name of the man called the young woman earlier. "Oh, what does Satria mean?"
Renata nodded with a smile.
"There's in the back garden. What's this guy's name?" call that woman again.
"I'm Renata Bu, Angga's schoolmate." Renata extended a hand.
The woman shook Renata's hand. "I'm his mother. Tumben once Angga had a girl friend. Let's take you to the garden. He's taking pineapple like it."
Renata smiled and followed where Angga's mother was walking. They passed by the side of the house close to the store, then headed towards the back. There turned out to be a fairly large garden maybe a few hectares.
In addition to pineapples and apples, there are also star fruit gardens and watermelon fields. Fresh fruit that can be sold.
"Tria!" Shouted the mother to Angga who was taking pineapple.
Angga and his brother stopped their work and looked at the mother.
"Why mom?" Angga tried to get close to her mother.
"This is your friend, he said find you."
Hearing the mother's words, Angga looked at the woman who was beside his mother. Renate.
Seeing Renata, Angga immediately ran as fast as possible and reached near Renata.
"Eh Nata, I don't think the princess is here." Angga said while cengegesan.
"So, that's a promise."
"Jaudah mom left first with the page. Deck Rena, come with me if you want." The mother then walked away.
Renata nodded with a knotty smile and looked sweet.
"Let's help." Bring Angga. "But use this first, so do not poke pineapple thorns, later it can be swollen."
Angga gave Renata rubber gloves. Renata took the glove while fusing her eyebrows.
"Seriously can be swollen?" asked Renata curiously.
"So serious about piercing one tree." Answer Angga while pulling and helping Renata to choose a good path.
"Just kidding me."
"It's parnoan."
Renata reviewed the smile. "That's who?"
Angga saw the man who was cleaning the pineapple plant from the dried leaves that had been appointed Renata.
"That's my brother. Clean the dry."
"Well, what do we do?"
"We look while eating fruit.Yes we take a ready-to-harvest lin."
"so. So which one did I take?" ask me and Renata doesn't understand.
"You take the part that looks slightly yellowish, quite yes not the yellow ones. Choose aja. I'm gonna take it over here." Angga.
Renata listened and chose the pineapple as Angga had said.
The two share a common task. When taking the fruit they occasionally joke and laugh.
The first practice for Renata, he liked and enjoyed it. His happiness arises because together with Angga.
Since then they have been so close. They are even closer than usual. Although they do not yet have a relationship that they can be proud of.
Who Wants to Know the Story of Angga Further, please read my one novel entitled "Pursuing the Love of Mas Bambang"