The Heart of Old Menjakaka
20. I'm normal!
"I want to invite you to watch a movie, he said he likes horror movies. It just so happens that there's a new movie in the cinema, sir."
"New movie?What's title?"
"Blood of the First Night."
"Is there a horror movie title like that?" Steven frowned, not believing what Fira said. He even searched for information through g*ogle. But it's true, the film actually exists and the latest film released tonight.
"Isn't that right, sir?"
"Yes, there's." Steven nodded.
Fira sumringah. "So you want to, don't you, watch with me?"
"I ...."
Ceklek~
"It has to be Stev" interrupted a woman who had just opened the door and entered without permission. He is Sindi.
"Mama, how come Mama's here again?" steven asked, his face looked so lazy when he saw the arrival of his mother.
"Why are you talking like that? So Mama can't see you?" Sindi pursed her lips, then sat down on the sofa.
"It's not so, but Mama's falling here on. Usually once a week."
"Yes, what's the problem? Mama Dong meets you once a week. Than you yourself never visit parents. Yes play occasionally, sleep at Papa Mama's house. Don't be in your apartment. Do you not feel lonely what?" celoteh Sindi's. It seems that he can't, if he meets every time he doesn't lecture Steven. There is always something that becomes the subject of discussion.
"You get out of here, Fir," Steven said. He felt uncomfortable that the girl was still there, what else was listening to what Sindi had to say.
Fira nodded small. "Yes, Sir. But you're gonna watch it with me?"
"Eng—”
"Be sure" Sindi quickly. "You'll be ready tonight, Steven'll pick you up."
"Well, who said so? I don't want to" Steven refused with a headband.
"Sana's back at work, Fir. Don't listen to Steven." Sindi stood up, then took the girl out of there. Then he went back in and sat down on the sofa.
"Mama what the fuck, anyway? I don't want to watch Fira!" steven is upset.
"Indeed why? Just watching doang, what's the problem?"
"I don't like him, Mama also why the hell use my soul mate all? I said ... If I could find my own wife!" Steven rubbed a rough face that looked red. Chests rumbling. When it came to that matter, he was deeply offended.
"You said that two years ago, Stev. But until now there has been no proof. Mama here is not your match, Mama just introduced Fira to be your close friend." Sindi spoke as softly as possible. He knows his son is emotional at the moment, and it would be better not to follow his emotions.
"But I don't want to. I don't like Fira."
"Why don't you like it? Fira beautiful, white, tall, independent, smart makeup and smart cooking. That's your ideal wife, Stev? What is less than him?" Sindi recalls, it used to be when Steven rejected some female candidates that he introduced for such reasons. And now Sindi sure—if Fira gets into his criterion.
Steven was breathing rough. "What's lacking is that I don't like him, I don't like him."
"Like it will grow if you are often together. That's why you'll see him tonight. Let him and you get closer and get to know each other."
Steven shook his head quickly. "No, for now I don't want to be married or close to women. I'll be alone first."
Sindi clucking. "Three years of being single is it lacking? Want to get to when? Ten more years until you're gray hair? Your bird's been rusty for a long time, Stev!" beaver Sindi, long time his emotions boil.
Sindi massaged her eyelids, suddenly her head was dizzy. "This mom is confused about your mindset, Stev. Marriage is good. Some mengurusin, some mengelonin, you will certainly be more enthusiastic in working."
Steven was silent and just stared at Sindi who was still lecturing him.
"Is there any reason you're not married and are single because you have a disorder?" guess Sindi stared at Steven's horror.
"About any? Meanin?" Steven frowned in surprise.
Sindi pointed to Steven. "You're gay, you don't like women. Like same sex."
"Astaghfirullah, Mama!" Steven pats the jidat and bobbles the head. "I'm still normal."
"Totally normal?" Sindi seemed to doubt. He now stood up and approached Steven who was still sitting at his desk since then. And his gaze was immediately fixed on Steven's crotch*ngan. "How come you don't want to get married? Have you ever seen a beautiful girl who is happy? Or maybe your bird won't wake up again, huh?"
"Have your mother say it!" Steven immediately touched hers and pulled the suit to cover up because it looked bloated. "Yes wake up, Ma. Time is not."
"Then anyway? Mama hesitated that." Eyebrows Sindi linked. "How about we go see a doctor?"
"Astagfirullahaladzim! I'm normal!" Steven brushed off Sindi's hand that was touching her arm. "I swear I'm normal! But I need time to get married, Mama don't make me like this, dong." Steven's face was already sour, for a long time he was careless chatting with the endless Sindi discussing the matter of marriage.
"OK, Mama will wait for you for three months to introduce your future wife to Mama and Papa. But if for three months you have not yet got a candidate ... Mama will force you to marry Fira, whatever the reason!" sindi asserted with a threatening tone. And the shock made Steven's heart beat fast with perfectly rounded eyes.
"Don't three months, it's too soon. How about a year, Ma?" Steven made an offer.
"No, three months point!" Sindi walked towards the door and opened it. "Don't forget to accompany Fira to watch tonight, Mama wants to go home first." After saying that, Sindi immediately walked out of Steven's room. Leaving the man who was now dizzy seven circumference.
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The image stood in front of the campus while staring at the clock on his wrist. It was ten minutes past when he left the classroom. But until now Steven's car hasn't come to pick him up.
Feeling curious, Citra finally decided to contact. It was possible that the handsome man had forgotten to pick up.
One call was not raised, but the second was finally lifted even though it was a bit long.
"Hello, Om. Where is it?"
"I'm in the office, what's wrong?" Steven's voice sounded slow.
"I'm home from college, when's Om picking you up?"
"Ah sorry, Cit. I can't pick you up, I'll have Gugun pick you up, okay?"
"Damf. How so? He said he'd take me to the salon?"
"Yes, but I forgot that there's an important meeting in half an hour. You're the same as Gugun, later I'll tell him a nice salon to change your hair color," Steven explained.
"Soh, Om. I don't want to. I want to go the same Om only. Anyone want me—“
Tut .. tut.
The call was immediately cut off, even though Citra had not finished his words. Soon, he contacted Steven again. Unfortunately, the number is not active.
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Ask for all of it ... The author wants to apply for this novel contract, hopefully quickly graduate to finish in Noveltoon. Greetings from Citra and Om Steven & M😘 follow the continuation, yes....