
I can't wait to hear the story about Mahardika and Juli. There are a lot of questions in my head. If this question in my head was like a ghost in the Ghostbuster movie, it must be the chaotic atmosphere of the city due to the ghost attack, similar to the contents of my head. Like someone running around, circling and colliding in my head. I feed my fried rice back. I actually knew I had to have breakfast in silence. But my brain told me to ask.
“So, are you her brother July or her lover?” tanyaku liberates the taste of kepo with a mouth full of rice. His eyes are glaring at me. He watched my face closely and his forehead creased. Just as the police looked at the criminal he was hunting, in the interrogation room. Yeah, even though I've never seen a cop doing that. His sight was enough to make me uncomfortable. I tried to take my eyes off of myself but somehow I felt like it was hard to move. His gaze was like hypnotizing me. I closed my eyes for a moment to expel this flowering taste. The taste I know I can't have. Flavored
this should be there when I'm with Pradipta. Although this used to be a feeling that never existed either. I know this taste because I love reading romantic novels in Noveltoon.
“Nara, eat it a little, your stomach will hurt. After all when his mouth is full, do not talk,” he said reminded. He looked at me a little worried. I can only shamefully grin the words M. His face turned red. Hearing his voice that paid attention to me, my stomach immediately felt amused. Without me noticing my mouth was pulled upwards forming a stupid arch. Yeah I know, it's stupid and M's gonna laugh at me. Even if I'm not Pradipta's wife, this taste and sneeeyum is still stump. This feeling is impossible and should not be there for M who loves Juli. I immediately cleared my throat and returned my face to normal mode, before M learned of the change. And yeah, it looks like he didn't realize it either because his eyes have come back looking far away.
“July is my little girl. She was the first girl to pay attention to me.She was the little girl that Papa Janu entrusted me to keep,” she said slowly. Very slowly but caught my ear untouched by surgery. The parts in my sense of hearing were indeed untouched by the operating knife. My ears are fine. But I wanted to feel like I didn't have a good ear. So I don't need to hear M's words. Huft, I really don't know, why I don't like that sentence. I don't like to hear M's love for July. The woman who also got the word love from my husband. Butterflies
the one that was flying seemed to start hitting each other and biting my stomach to make me heartburn but did not want anything thrown away. Nara, what is it you are? Let's focus!
“So the answer? Is he your sister or your lover?” I asked a stupid question that I wasn't ready to hear. However I had guessed, what answer would you give (duh, even sing me anyway). It is true M. I am a married woman after all. M is not my husband and not my lover. I can't have butterflies in my stomach. These butterflies should only appear for Pradipta right?
“It looks like my answer is still the same as yesterday,” said M. Oh, what I said. What I think is true. Even though he didn't answer my question directly. But I'm not a fool either. Although
sometimes I want to be stupid pretending I don't know.
“Which answer?” I said as I frowned and pursed my lips to hold all the flavors so as not to be known M. I really need to brainwash myself with poke soap. You know what I mean? That soap is all that can. Who knows it could be to brainwash a couple of married women who keep butterflies for
this man is his helper.
“That's my answer when I told you I met July when I was 10 and she, 8. He was with me when he found me on the street. He took me to sit in the car and held my hand
nods. In my heart I felt, M hard to admit that Juli was his lover. I don't know why. But I think their relationship is strange. Being a lover but one-sided. Only for M and not for July. Again, that's in my opinion yes. But it seems that M doesn't realize he's being played by Juli. I finished my breakfast while occasionally glancing at M who was daydreaming His eyes were indeed towards me, but it seemed like his mind was traveling somewhere. Maybe his brain was walking around using a bamboo propeller, so it was not synchronous with his eyes. I frowned when M suddenly sighed and said no while shaking his head.
“What's not,” asku directly. Instead of me just cutting and wrong, I better ask directly right? He looked at me strangely, as if I was asking something in an alien language.
“Means?”tanyakanya. That's right, his brain seems to be on a walk.
“I mean, why did you ring a bell and say no,” I said explain my question slowly. I'm afraid that he really doesn't understand my words because he's turned into an alien. Hehehe, my brain seems to have also started to short and think as strange as M.
“Eh Nara, the fried rice is very good, Oh yes, he said you made juice?” tannya
all of a sudden. Hello…! Your wrong? What is this chat, huh? How odd? I try not to look at M while patting my own eel. Yeah yeah, cook patting the neighbor's eel. Later scolded by berabe. But it's also true, I've made juice for our breakfast that I keep in the refrigerator to keep it cool. I better take it soon.
“Ah yes forgot, briefly,” I said while standing up, taking the jar of juice contents from the refrigerator. I pour it into a glass and I put it in front of M. Kulirik he who from earlier looked at me seriously.
“Then?” ask me while returning the conversation on our initial topic. “Then what?” ask M after gulping down the juice.
“Then after you said your feelings, you were dating?” my many. I don't know why I'm so
they want to know their official status. But it really doesn't matter, does it? Moreover it seems whatever the answer I still do not like to hear M near July. What the fuck am I? What right do I have to dislike? Arghh, let me finish breakfast. Toh M did not respond again to my words and returned to the virtual journey in his brain, aka dumbass.