NOT PERPETRATORS

NOT PERPETRATORS
Old Love Trying to Get Around


After finishing eating. We sat on the couch watching television. Fania laid her body on the sofa, and lifted one leg up on the sofa. While I sat on the sofa next to him, while replying to a chat from someone. Which always shakes my heart.


[What are you doing?]


[I'm with a friend. Watching TV. What are you doing?]


[Thank you!]


[You must be sitting down.]


[Wrong!]


[You ... are holding a mobile phone.]


[Wrong!]


[You are .. examining the patient.]


[Wrong!]


[What are you doing, anyway?]


[I miss you (emot love)]


I started smiling reading back from him.


[Me too,] I reply.


[Then let's meet!]


[When?]


[Later in the afternoon, huh? At four o'clock in the afternoon.]


[Where?]


[In your heart.]


[Seriously?]


[Yes, I'm very serious.]


When I'll get back at it again. Suddenly my phone rings. A call in.


"Hello."


"Hello, Honey ...?" The voice across the phone.


"Gee!"


"Why?"


"It's okay."


"Where are we meeting?"


"It's important not to go far!"


"At the cafe, huh?"


"alright. But just for a second, okay?"


"depends."


"Depends what?"


"It depends on whether I want a long time or a minute."


"Gee!"


We talked for a while too. Fania seemed to be watching me.


"Ghem!" Fania berdehem's.


"Who is that?" ask Dimas from across the phone.


"Oh, that. A girl who looks like an alien!" I looked at Fania's annoyed face while laughing.


"Alien girl?"


"Yes. Can I take her later?"


"Really! He is very disturbing!"


Fania sat down and pinched my waist.


"Aw!"


"Why? Did he hurt you?" ask Dimas curiously.


"Not only that. He's always been a problem for me!" I said as I glanced at Fania.


"Let me teach you a lesson, when I meet!"


"No need! It'll be your turn to be troubled!"


We laughed too. After talking enough, the phone call ended. Fania looked at me curiously.


"Are you cheating too?"


I was very surprised by Fania's question. I also said that Dimas was my ex. Then I told you honestly about my ex-boyfriend.


"Oh .. thank goodness. The story CLBK, right? Old Love Strives for a Run, ha-ha ...!"


Fania lay down again, lifting her legs up on the sofa.


"Eh, is there a guest?"


I was surprised too. And Fania more. He immediately lowered his legs and sat down politely. Since when did you come in? Why didn't you hear Dad's motor? Did you hear my conversation on the phone? But it doesn't seem to. Mom's eyes were focused on Fania. Clumsy, Fania threw a smile while nodding her head at my mother.


"Mother, meet Fania, my friend," I said.


Fania immediately stood up and greeted my mother. She looked cute when she kissed my mother's hand, even though Fania looked clumsy. Fania introduced herself.


"Mom, where's Arka?" my many.


"Arka won't let me go home. He's still at your in-laws' house."


"Where's dad?"


"He's in the workshop. The motorcycle's leaking."


Oh, there was no sound of the motor stopping in front of the house. Mom went into her room too.


***


At three in the afternoon I took a shower. I dress up neatly, wearing a pink dress mingled with matching color pashmina.


"Imania, I'm coming!" pinta Fania who was watching me dressed up in thin makeup.


"Don't! You'll trouble me!"


"Come ... please ..." as a child.


"Lady? Where are you going?" Suddenly, my mother came into my room. He also watched me sitting in front of the mirror.


"Mother .. I ...."


"Tante—"


"Call 'Auntie' only," mother interjected.


"Auntie? I wanted to take Immania for a walk for a while," Fania said suddenly.


Mom thought for a moment. Then nod. "alright. Just don't come home tonight, okay?"


"Well, Auntie!"


"Auntie!"


"Okay, Auntie, sip!"


I finally invited Fania to come with me to the cafe. Anyway, there's no way, right, I gave my mother permission to see Dimas. He will definitely think things through, because I have not been taking care of the divorce with Bastian.


Fania asked me to wait for her to take a shower. I asked her to pick out the clothes she wanted in the closet, which contained my ABG-era clothes. And after that we went to the cafe, which Dimas showed through a WhatsApp message.


- CONNECTED --


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