Papa To Oleander
10. The Most Kayak Satan

Ola

I had just finished taking a bath with Mama's help when I heard the grumpy sounds from outside the room. I haven't had time to make any guesses about where the sound came from, knowing that the door to my room is open and that's where he is.

My best friend the Drama Queen. Complete with dramatized expression and hyperbolic body language. "Olaaaay. Oh, my God!" he screamed as he ran towards me.

Fortunately, my body was a little better. Otherwise, I'm sure the two of us will end up on the floor as he attacks me with his strong embrace. Fortunately, Mama was still standing near me and she helped hold my body which slightly lost its footing when this Sableng hit me with her attention.

"Lo's okay, right? You're light, aren't you? Lo why the hell? Ha's? Why don't you tell me you're sick? Why should I know from Oli that you're in the hospital, huh? Olay! I'm bestie elo. Elo should have told me straight away!" He scratched after releasing the body-crushing but longed for that heart.

"Babe, you be careful, dong. Ola is still not recovering. How will you fall?" Mas Johan's soft but serious voice infiltrated between us. Makes his wife grimace.

"Eh, sorry," he said with guilt. "Sorry, Tan." He looked up and apologized to Mom.

Mom smiled and shook her hands. "That's okay, Raisa. It's true that Ola needs strength from you, so she can recover quickly." Mama then develops her hand and puts Raisa in the arms. "How are the newlyweds doing? The honeymoon is lase?"

Raisa is blushing.

Well ... rarely do my shameless friends behave like this. "Engg, yummy, Tan. Hehe. Later the honeymoon continued again if Olay had been out of the hospital."

Mama's laughter gushed at the answer that, I told you, right?, shameless of Raisa whose warden had been swept away with a smile as wide as Java.

Mas Johan shook his head inexhaustibly, but he was also unable to aggravate the rasp. "Where are you, La? Did mendingan? Sorry we can come now. We got home late last night."

I welcome Mas Jo's embrace. "It's okay, Mom. Just relax. I'm doing better. I should be the one apologizing. Because of my honeymoon trip you guys have to finish before time."

"Ah, don't hit the lebaynya bini I deh lo," he continued. After that, he greeted Mama. "Hi, Aunt. How are you?"

"Hi, Johan. Good aunt, good aunt. The fresher you are." Mama seduces the newlyweds.

"duh. Aunty can make me wrong."

We all laughed too.

"Yuk, Honey. To bed again, yuk."

I walked between Mama and Raisa.

"And you imagine they can't make me wear perfume! Wear perfume, Lay! Why do they think my perfume worn now continues to smell can be smelled from twelve kilometers away? Cove them both! Sorry, Aunt. But for me, they have lost their minds. And even more so, the Angga!

"Where did he get my number? Ah, yes. Must be from Oli. I never chatted before, called me, played with orders. Without ba bi bu already dare to directly chat me. Best of all, greetings first, cake. First meet, cake. Hello, Raisa. This is Angga's number, saved yes.

"It's not. Who does he think he is? There's no wind there's no rain to say, Raisa. Later if you go to the hospital, please do not bring bla bla bla. Don't take this, don't take it. Don't do this. Don't do that. He thinks I don't know, huh? Do you think I don't want the best for my best friend? He thinks I don't care about your health?

"He thinks you're so weak that it should be forbidden all sorts of things, huh? He thinks you're a kid who should be given that limit? He thinks you can't live your own life? Why did he suddenly appear in your life anyway? Don't understand me. He's like a demon. From what was previously not there, continue to know there aja and pretend like he is the most understanding elo. What the hell is going on?"

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Goslings

Well .. this is awward. No, no, no. This is not awward anymore, but this situation is already super duper double awward.

Raisa who stood back to the door from earlier did not care if anyone entered the room. In the midst of his protest on my beloved woman who is now sitting on the bed, Olavia's best friend did not ngeh if the door of the room was opened.

More than that, he did not know that the one who entered was me. The guy he just said was like a demon. From which there was nothing at all to suddenly instantly become king in Olavia's life. The pretentious one, sok ngerti.

I'm not angry, no. I understand what this fashionable newlywed girl feels like. However, that doesn't mean I'll let his baseless opinion beat me back. Notwithstanding. Won't do. Instead I will make a whip to prove that I really mean all my promises to Olavia.

I stared straight at the love of my life. His eyes shone an apology for the words that came out of Raisa's mouth. However, from here I can also see the corner of his lips that lifted slightly. Either because he's happy I can hear an outburst of uneg-uneg who might represent his feelings as well or because he secretly wants to challenge, see what I will do.

Okay, then. Challenge accepted, baby.

Aunt Yuni, one more person whose position was facing towards the door and who knew of my whereabouts, only commented a thin smile, saying, it's so thin that I'm sure Raisa and Mas Johan won't notice if they're not really paying attention. Although thin, but the support it gives means a lot to me who is preparing to announce my arrival.

I knocked on the open door three times.

Only then, after hearing another voice other than her voice, Raisa turned around. His eyes widened when he registered that the one who had just knocked on the door was me.

The Most Kayak Satan.

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