Papa To Oleander
51. Boy's Night Out

Goslings

What the heck? Why would he know?

"Why? Surprised lo?"

I coughed because I choked my own saliva.

My best friend laughed triumphantly. "Really, right, me? Guess what you are!"

I coughed even longer before I managed to direct my saliva that had been misplaced to the correct salurang. "Know where you are?" ask me after swallowing the blocking saliva.

"Where did you ask? Yes, from your gels! It's not usually that your behavior is unclear. Very restless. Pleases. We all know you'd be better off with Lala and Ole than here with me."

Somehow I caught a glimpse of the unpleasant taste of his tone. Is she ... jealous? "Even if it is, you're jealous?" I responded to him jokingly.

She's speechless. Quiet is a little less pleasant. Oliver then tilted the can and downed the contents with a big gulp. "If you think about it, hm ..." he said while stunned. His gaze was straight on the television screen I had turned off.

I am waiting for the continuation of the sentence of my best friend who was shocked.

"After seeing Lo, Lala, and Ole, I just realized that my life is empty, Ngga."

I never thought that the sentence was out of the lips of an Oliver who had always seemed easy-going and fun and fine. I didn't know she felt this way.

I told that to the guy next to me. His body was now fully propped up on the back of the sofa, as was his head. His view of the grid had already turned to the ceiling of my townhouse made of broken white PVC.

"Yeah." Oliver exhaled a long sigh that sounded resigned. "Gue himself did not expect to feel the same way. I think my life is .. yes, enough. Complete and happy parents, my niece and sister are also happy, work well. If I need a friend, there's a lo. If not, I just call one of the names in my contact and ...." Again he sighed. "I guess the problem just got there."

I digested what he had just revealed inside the brain while defending himself for another wave of fret out of the young man's heart.

"My activities are just work, rest in the apartment, play to the house of Bokap and Nyokap, already. That's aja. Shxt, man, I don't want to be impressed like an ungrateful person, but, yeah.

"Look at the three of you, you're the same Lala Temenin Ole play, keep laughing, persuade the crying Ole together, or help each other sort out the mess that the little monster caused." Oliver then laughed. "Shxt, man. I can imagine what the Ole fit so well later. I've got role models like the two of us plus the trouble he brought from birth. Damn it!" Is it getting worse. "Gue can't wait to see how the mist you're handling that little rascal when he can walk."

I don't want to imagine it and laugh. Fxcking. Oliver is right too. Now my beloved woman has been messed up. Roll over there, turn over here. Holding his leg and putting his big toe in his mouth. Already bought a nice and expensive toy, Ole even happy with a bag of frictional or paper wrapping the toy.

Uh. The busy longing I endured earlier now drowned my heart. A day without meeting it felt like going crazy like this.

Yeah, God. I want to meet my son quickly.

Oops. Uhuk!

"Well, that, tuh!"

Oliver's curse made me come to my senses from a glaring mind. I turned my head and found the tip of his index finger not far from my nose. "That's what you mean?" ask me wonder.

I still don't understand. "What's my face condition?"

"Yeah, how do I explain it, huh?" The man shook his head again.

Well, if he's still bobbing too in the future, I'm afraid that the head will be off the neck of the Kunyuk. He was often confused from earlier.

"Obviously, I also want to look like that. I also want someone to make my face condition like that when I think of him."

There were no more words accompanying Oliver's confession afterwards. We spent a few moments that passed in him. He was busy looking up and still looking at the ceiling while I was busy turning my brain.

On the one hand, I was very surprised by the knowledge that was completely new to me. I feel a bit guilty for being too busy with personal affairs so as not to manage time for my own best friend. But on the other hand, I'm really happy with my life. Olavia and Oleander have become the center of my world. If the condition of the face referred to by Oliver is the look of the bucin and gelo for laughing himself, I think he is right.

I'm a gelo and I'm a bucin.

And I'm not ashamed to admit all that.

"Sorry, man." I finally said. That's all I can say. "Gue doesn't know you feel this way."

Now it's his turn to just push the shoulder that is stuck on my sofa.

The atmosphere became quiet again.

"God damn it!" Suddenly Oliver cursed, making me a little surprised. "Udah, ah. Don't think about my problems. Why are you even talking about me, anyway?" Then he laughed.

I know that laugh was a bit forced. His name is also a man. We can't stand to talk about feelings for a long time. Speaking as Oliver did earlier was forgiving.

I'm sure. That's why I've been running him with jokes, too. "Yes, damn right, bye. If you know that, I prepared the same ice cream chips earlier. Let's finish the heart to heart session we can directly binge chick flicks while eating. Yeah, it's a havee." I pat her shoulder and give her a little push.

I hope he understands and understands that, however, I will still be here for him.

"Damn. Damnit. Damnit. Shit," he repeated. "Eh, by the way, about your plan."

God fucking. I almost forgot my goal. Yeah, God. "Hm?" I muttered. "What about that?"

"Gue blessing you both. Although I still have to be vigilant about your behavior and keep in mind about the promises you make, I mostly approve of you both." With his head still on the back of the sofa, he turned towards me. "Well, did you say the same?"

I shook my head. "My plan, I'm talking to you, I just said the same, Om Arif."

A mischievous smile then fell on Oliver's lips. "Bro, I can't wait to see what I'm saying about this lo plan."

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