Mystery of Grandma's House
The Same Man?

"Based on the bloated boy, hehehe,". Laughter Mardi sir who accompanied him driving his motor matic.

We both laughed on the speeding bike, like a father and son. Makes me miss the figure of a father who might be waiting for me there with worry. Although it was a little disappointing for me to hide something from me for decades, but I'm sure you did it for my own good. Whatever it is.

That afternoon we finally arrived at Mr. Mardi's house. I'll be downstairs to open the gate. This time I did not wear a cane anymore but, my path is still limping because it is still not healed from the sprained escape two days ago. Mr. Mardi came in on his bike. In front of the door was crossed hands of a young midwife with a red face holding back upset, although with an upset face like that even looks more cute face.

"This father how the hell, even in the streets tuh boy, will Wulan tell take care of sir, try later if why-why anyone who bothers, surely Wulan too,". It made me smile in my heart.

"Udah Wulan wants to take a shower first, you sit in the dalem aja later Wulan check your wounds, diem and do not argue!,". Answer by going into the house. Leaving the two of us exchanging glances was a sign of confusion, especially me.

"Sir, that's Wulan why is that jutek?,". My toot.

"Hisss Where you know, you're the same daritadi you continue. Just this time also I saw Wulan jutek Kya so son, usually he was stupid, father was also astonished,". Answer mr. Mardi.

"What mistakes did we make, sir??? I'm surprised too,". My speech.

"Later to find the answer in the cover, because the woman is difficult to understand. hehehehehe,". Mr. Mardi's jokes made me chuckle

*****

Me and Wulan this time sitting together in the living room, Mr. Mardi who was accompanying me is now out with his wife for condangan. Rahma was watching Drakor live in her room. Wulan Daritadi used a bandage on my leg to check the seams, all in order to prevent infection. Not a single comment came out of his mouth while doing his work, I just chose to keep quiet watching his every move.

"Why do you keep seeing me? Careful the crush just found out you,,". My word to the point. Because he keeps stealing glances from me.

"Ihhh pede really, who would want to see you for a long time, cihhhh has a crush not eneg yes,". Lurid.

Hearing him say that, I immediately reached for his hands that were cleaning his P3K equipment. I stick my face to her, I look at her face as usual, of course, calmly and coldly. His face looks red like a tomato. I can feel his already irregular breathing

"Are you sure??,". Ask slowly.

He did not answer me even still stuck in his current position glanced at me.

"Wulan Midwife?,". I asked back, this time resuscitating him and briefly pulling both his hands. He was like a misbehaving man seeing me. Hahaha, I really enjoy every move that I think is very clumsy. Hahaha Rasain is a strange midwife.

"Is there something you want your midwife to say?,". I whispered in his ear. Makes it more wrong.

I haven't had a chance to back my head without thinking he hugged me tightly, I didn't return his embrace, Just leave it. Because our position is close enough I can smell her hair that shoulder. Hair with a fresh mint scent. With the smell of soap still stuck on his body. He hugged me very tightly.

"Mom midwife, I'm sorry I can't breathe, hehehe,". I cengengesan.

"Eh sorry,". His reply let go of his embrace and then rose towards his room Leaving me with a million questions. Even the medicine box he was carrying was just like that.

"Basic midwife freak,". Mumbles.

Here another.

"Basar Wulan is stupid! Why the hell, stupid stupid stupid Wulan,". Inner Wulan cursed herself.

The basic guy jail is not clear origin, usually can only make the heart of Wulan Dag-dig-dug.

******

Late in the afternoon orange tinge slowly faded away from the thick of the night, by that night Mr. Mardi and his wife had not returned home. I just sat in his living room while occasionally sipping milk coffee made by midwife Wulan. The thin white smoke billows carrying the distinctive aroma of soothing coffee.

"Your father hasn't come home yet??,". Ask the midwife Wulan who is slowly approaching me.

"Yet,". Answer's short.

"I want to go home tomorrow, I feel good. I can also walk a little.". My welcome.

then back again we both drifted in silence.

"Aren't you getting married?,". I break the silence.

"It was, but now that he didn't know where he was, he was lost in the earth,". He answered with eyes not separated from his phone.

"Certainly? You still waiting for him?,". I asked her again slowly fearing that she would be offended.

"No, not,". The answer came back short. This time he put his cell phone on his wooden table. Then we looked at each other. This time I was wrong when our eyes met.

"Why aren't you waiting for a midwife?,". I'm nervous.

"Does call me formal. Call me Wulan,". The reply.

"Wulan does not want to wait for the uncertain, after all Wulan has made a baper every second every minute,". He said with a smile.

You insensitive guy! Inner Wulan.

"Ohhhhhhhhh,". My reply lowered my head avoiding the look in the eyes of the cute midwife who was across the sofa I was sitting on.

"Neither pantes nor midwives as beautiful as you are in residence, ntar in comot new people nyesel,". Imbuhku.

"Don't most dreadlocks, who used to also like zombies but in fact I'm in residence,". Ketus Wulan's.

"Getting started, ferociously the bed came up,". My reply.

"Hehe, I'm sorry. You're talking about that fucking Andre keep, I'm gonna be badmood. Though want to nemenin you even you discuss my ex continues,". He answered this time with a pretty red face.

"Andre?, man?,". Mumbles.

"Yes his name is Andre, you know him??? Or maybe you're spying on her??,". Accuse Wulan.

"Hissss, I don't know but have met, uh but I don't know either. Whether the Andre I met with Andre you mean is the same or just a coincidence,". I clearly.

"Emm maybe it was a coincidence. You see, that fucking Andre might now be a civil servant, like his dream. I don't know how long he'll be back here. Or maybe he went back to his parents' house in Surabaya, I don't know. Eh said he also had a brother like him in the village you said yesterday,". Wulan.

"Almost do not think you are spies, be careful if you are conspiring with the brengs*k. Not random you could be rempeyek!,". Threaten Wulan this time by pointing her index finger.

"You dong in a ruffled,". Reply teasing.

"What!!,". Ask Wulan ketus.

"My heart is a midwife,". Reply teasing.

"Basic bum!,". Wulan grunts. Makes me even more anxious to see him so much. Haha

"Hii Atut, Miss midwife ceyemmm,". My God to Wulan.

We're both drifting in a joke tonight. In accompanied coffee that is not too sweet because the sweetness is already in Wulan all, hehehe. We spent time together until drowsiness forced us to end it and say goodbye decided it was sleeping in each other's contest.

"Andre, I dragged you to hell.....

Just wait!!!!

Seriate....