
It didn't feel like a week had passed since Jiya and I stayed at Mamah Vivi's house. Now we are busy with our own activities.
Moreover, Jiya who is about to start the graduation exam soon. It makes us rarely greet each other.
Actually, we could have talked. After all, we were also still living in Momi's house before moving to the penthouse next month.
But still, it cannot. If usually in the morning I will go first to take Jiya to school, now the task is replaced by Momi. Then, at night. Just as I was just getting home from work, the figure fell asleep of that rese boy I met.
So when else, we got time? Even if it's just a kayak bacot fight first.
Said to miss, pretty. If asked to lose, the answer is yes.
It feels like my gray life is getting monotonous without the exorcism of that demon boy. Jiya, who used to test my patience, is now focused on studying and reading books.
Very different from the demon boy who usually likes to complain of tiredness and spoiled.
"You're overtime again, Fer?" momi asked when she saw me enter the house with a lethargic face.
Aside from being tired, I have also been deprived of sleep lately. My happy intake was also again imprisoned until graduation day. Aish, the fates of having a bini are still school.
"Yes, Mom." I answered the potluck, climbing the stairs to go up to the second floor. However, when I got to the middle of the road, my steps stopped.
"Eum, Jiya hasn't slept yet Mom?" I looked up, almost like a whisper.
Fortunately, Momi's ears have a high level of sensitivity. So, he could still listen to my words just now.
"I don't know, just that Jiya asked to make a glass of chocolate milk. What's the matter, Fer? You kangen?" chirps Momi as if knowing the contents of my head at this moment.
Take a slow bath to relieve embarrassment when caught. I hurriedly replied, "No. It's just it."
I saw that Momi was just a man in response. Then, look busy again watching acata telivisi, Report Pak.
When my feet reached the last rung of the stairs, I wished I could meet the figure of the rese boy before going to bed. The reason is because tomorrow, early in the morning I have a flight to foreign countries to discuss the cooperation that was established at that time.
And I haven't talked to anyone about this. Including Momi and Daddy. I have a bad habit of telling when I'm on public transport and I'm leaving in a few minutes.
The reason is because I don't want any reprimand or ban from them all. So, I chose this pretty childish way. To get approval directly.
Kriett ...
I opened the door slowly, until the sound of his creaking was heard because it rubbed against the floor. In addition, nothing else was heard, even though it was the voice of Jiya's cry asking not to be disturbed while studying.
Really quiet, quiet. In fact, I could hear the sound of my own breathing. Why haven't I found the trunk of his nose yet. Where the hell is that little fellow actually?
I stepped back into the room. And immediately found Jiya who was again asleep in the same position. Prostrate, while propping up his own chin.
I was looking for her, she had a good dream in the room. Hadeh, for me the person does not like to be angry. So, I let my little wife who was fast asleep.
"Your sleeping habits never change, yeah." I said while covering Jiya's body wrapped in pajamas Doraemon's head image. Get under the chin.
Unfortunately, he's tame if again bristling. Just try to fit melek, I must have been beaten using a super bogeman like that time. Not forgetting the mode.
Padaakalkan, we are legitimate. Want to be kissed or related husband and wife is also possible of course.
Ah, talk about that. Could it be, before leaving I left the mark on Jiya's body?
***
The morning came so quickly. Making me who did not sleep from last night and was busy looking at Jiya's face could only snort. It was just that, when I saw some red marks it made me smile involuntarily.
Eum, it's better that maybe I get ready soon before the restless boy wakes up and goes berserk like Godzilla. Well, that seems like the right choice.
In less than ten minutes, I had gone down to the first floor and met Momi who was still busy cooking in the kitchen. In the living room, I saw Daddy was busy with a newly sent free newspaper, for him to read. Not to forget, while occasionally sipping black coffee for sure.
"Weekend gini you're still leaving for work, Fer?" said Momi.
Although he was still busy stirring the fried rice in the frying pan. But I know that the woman has been quietly watching me ever since she came down the stairs.
"It's Saturday, Mah. Weekend tomorrow," my eles got a little pinch on the cheek.
Sometimes, Momi still thinks I'm the almost three-headed kid. For example, like what he just did.
"So be it, the entrance is already the weekend. Besides, there are also many schools with PT, which is a Saturday-Sunday holiday." Momi answered again.
In addition to attention, Momi is also the most good at arguing. I was too passive and lazy. So, when invited to a sudden debate, I prefer to end it immediately.
"Yes, Momi really." I answered as if. Which even makes a smile they lipped Momi wide.
"Yes, dong. Who was trying for the first time?" he asked while glancing at me. Really hard code.
"Ferdi."
"Northodox ... Momi's son's sinter."
Finish breakfast, but have not yet found any signs of Jiya going down. I also decided to leave. Say goodbye to my parents first. Then, start pulling the gas pedal to leave.
Huft, it's only been a minute since I left the house but I've been thinking about it. Especially later, if you have arrived and stayed for a week in Japan? I thought I would get bored.
Busy daydreaming, I was unconscious with a red light that suddenly lit up in front. Immediately I tried to brake this car as hard as I could by pulling the brakes.
But all of that seems useless. This sedan car I was driving was still speeding up by splitting the crowded city road at that time. Breaking through the red light. Until ...
Brak!!!
The collision I can't avoid anymore. I don't even remember the details of what happened. To be sure, when my consciousness and breath almost disappeared. I still remember one name.
"Jiya-Jiya ..."