The Heart of Old Menjakaka
107. Beloved call
"Cock Om cry?" ask Citra confused.
Steven immediately dropped his body until their chest stuck, then slowly he hugged the body of Citra. "Yes obviously I cry .. I'm sad you changed, I'm sad you don't love me anymore, Cit," she said.
"But not the fuck I want, Om. Not that way to prove Om loves me."
"Keep what?"
"I want Om to introduce me to both parents. Tell them that Om loves me, tell Safira that Om loves me and I don't want you guys to be as close as you already are."
Steven instantly pulled his body to wake up with his arms coiled around Citra's back. Both of them sat together.
"Look, I'll introduce you now to Mama and Papa." Steven scooped up the roughness of his face, then grasped Citra's hand and pulled her together to stand up. His leg had just stepped up, but was immediately restrained by Citra. "Why? Come on!" take Steven while looking to the side, right where Citra is.
"Om not wearing clothes first? Want to meet the parents of Naked Om like that?"
Steven was wide-eyed and immediately lowered his gaze. Soon he covered the core of his body, then picked up his clothes while wearing them.
"Are we meeting the parents tomorrow, Om?" The image turned its face away, not paying attention to Steven.
"Why is that?"
"It's already night. Fear to disturb them for a break." The image glanced at the alarm clock that was above the nightstand, where it showed it was already at 12 pm.
"Try it first, but they haven't slept."
The handsome man was already wearing a shirt and pants material, then he again grasped the hand of Citra. Then take her out of the room together.
In front of the door of Angga and Sindi's room, Steven knocked on the door.
Tok .. tok.
While knocking on the door he also continued to pray so that his parents did not sleep. Because according to him, the sooner they know the moment will be better. Surely that way his desire will be realized and most likely Citra is no longer angry.
'Hopefully Mama and Papa will immediately believe that I and Citra are married, ' Steven's mind. 'I want to quickly make love to him, even breastfeeding has not.'
When the door was knocked for the fifth time, then the sound of someone lowering the door handle and opening it.
Ceklek~
He is Sindi. The old woman was rubbing her eyes and a pillow face. Looks like he slept earlier.
"What's up, Stev? Uh... have you realized, Cit?" sindi said while staring at Citra. The girl nodded and extended her hand, asking to shake hands.
Sindi immediately returned the hand and Citra quickly kissed the back of her hand.
'The 'Cit? Mama Sindi knows my name?' inner Image.
"Good night, Ma. Sorry me and Om Ganteng interfered with Mama's rest time," Citra said while commenting on a smile. The smile seemed awkward and for some reason there was fear in his heart.
Afraid that later both of Steven's parents would disagree and dislike him. However, Citra certainly has the intention to give up since yesterday - yesterday if indeed it happens.
"Om handsome who do you mean?" ask Sindi who does not understand what Citra says. He even looked to his right and left, like looking around for someone.
"Who are you looking for? I'm the handsome Om," said Steven proudly. He pointed at his own face that looked blushing.
"Oh, so Citra calls you Om?" Sindi watched Citra, but she soon chuckled. I don't know what's funny, the image itself feels strange. "It's also natural to call Om. You're already Om-om, aren't you?" he then looked at Steven.
Steven's eyes immediately swerved, his chest rumbling. It's just that he's already offended. "Have me Om-om. I'm young, Ma! Om that handsome is Citra's beloved call to me!" steven then looked at the image. "Yes, right, Cit? Beloved call?" tanyanya who hopes Citra validate the question.
The girl only nodded faintly in response. And just like that Steven already looks excited. He's been grinning.
"Tuh, Ma. Right, guys? The image is the same love I love until it has a favorite call," Steven said staring Sindi.
"Yes, yes, dear call." Sindi nodded and chuckled again. It was funny and weird to see Steven. "So what's the matter exactly? And are you guys okay?" Sindi looked at Steven and Citra alternately.
"We're better, but there's something I want to talk to Mama and Papa about. We're talking in the living room, yeah," Steven asked.
"Tomorrow how? Papa's been sleeping about it."
"It's an emergency, it can't be delayed, ma." Steven shook his head quickly.
"But you know for yourself what Papa is. He's built hard, Stev. And like to be angry."
"I'll wake him up. Now Mama took Citra to the family room. I'll catch up" said Steven. Sindi had not yet answered, but she had already entered the room and headed for the bed.
Steven's footsteps immediately stopped when he saw on the mattress there was no Angga. And soon there was the sound of water in the bathroom.
Steven went to the bathroom and knocked on the door.
Tok .. tok.
"Pa! What else is papa inside?!" steven shouted while still knocking on the door. "Hurry out, Pa! I have something to talk about!"
"Other druggies, Stev! Mules!" yelled Angga from inside. The voice that Steven captured was so small. Fortunately, he could hear it clearly.
"Yes, I'm waiting for Papa in the living room, yeah! Don't forget to wear clothes!" pekik Steven's. He reminded because he knew the habit of Angga that every sleep must be bare-chested.
No answer was heard from inside, but Steven preferred to leave the room.
After a few minutes of Steven's departure, Angga came out of the bathroom. Then take a plain white t-shirt inside the closet and put it on immediately. His feet stepped towards the nightstand, then pulled a few pieces of tissue up there and wiped the sweat all over his face.
After that, he left the room and went down the stairs.
As soon as Angga's steps came to a halt in the living room, his eyes were perfectly rounded and his lips were smiling sweetly when his eyes met a girl sitting on the sofa beside Steven. He is Citra.
The girl seemed to wonder why the old man was there and now Angga stepped up to her.
"Dedek Gemesnya Opa, is that really you, dear?" asked Angga with sparkling eyes.
...The next chapter of the cake there will cry 😅...