When I Meet You (Romantic Scandal)
Red Yarn
Leaving the awkwardness of the suave Paijo in the house of Puspita. Wrestling with google maps and phone screen Michelle busy turning back toward the contract through an alternative road that unfortunately is a quiet street of houses and deserted lighting. Night activities on the rural road no longer really fun, quiet seen here and there, the tree by the road becomes a natural canopy and saban times past the middle of the rice field, the fur of his nudges goosebumps.
“Do not stray, do not stray.” Michelle bit her lips without daring to look to the side let alone to the back, her gaze was only straight forward. Seriously, he sat in a firm position while hearing the google assistant talk to himself.
Ten meters turn left.
Panicked and unfocused, Michelle who had slipped off the eerie street slammed the steering wheel to the right. On the more crowded and bright streets, on the houses of the people lined up.
A moment of tranquility stopped by and made him able to lay his head on the head rest of the car before slowly the speed of the car on the smooth asphalt entering the road that bergerjal, jangled, Michelle returned to control her car seriously before her eyes passed through a guardrail identical to the grave fence.
”Jiancukkk, this is not the way.” As her eyes dodged the graveyard fence, Michelle gulped her saliva as she screamed hysterically as the white cat leapt from the fence onto the hood, pulling the handbrake lever breathlessly.
”Oh my God, why the day it's bad-bad-bad day. Why—” Not yet paused her panic, Michelle was aghast when her car windshield was knocked on by a young man, barely in her twenties.
“Mbak... Maud... No papa until?”
Michelle stared at the man's horror with her body away from the car door.
Man what a demon is, so horrified. Near the cemetery there was suddenly a person.
“Mbak, Mbak... Relax you know I am not a demit.” exclaimed Fauzi with a grim face.
“You sure you're human? Oath?”
“Ho'oh.. ho'oh.” Fauzi nodded, the villager Michelle passed by was chasing her cat Lolly who ran away from her home behind the grave.
Michelle pulled down the window of her car, “Where are your legs? I want to see.”
The young man who knew the classic devilishly timid jokes raised his feet high with his flip-flops.
Michelle smiled strangely while nodding her head. Believe it or not, it is important to have feet and dirt.
“Mbak stray? There dead end.” point Fauzi towards the bamboo trees that curve down.
Michelle nodded her head as she approached the car window. “I'm new in Jogja. Dizziness, ngalor, cravings, ngetan, ngulon. Pinter not. Please anterin to Menjangan Cage, Sister. Later I give tip.” he said half seduce.
Without further ado Fauzi assented with an enthusiastic nod. When will I see you again, beautiful, sexy and lost. Moreover, the tip sounds very tempting. “Any Ma'am, Ready. Let's not show you the way home.”
“How are your cats going? I'm a criminal you know, don't easily believe in the same new person.”
“What are the criminals, Ma'am? Wah...” Fauzi frowned while scratching his calf which was bitten by a red ant with annoyance.
“I snatch the fiancee. He...” Michelle said half a whisper.
Fauzi turned around and knocked on the passenger door.
“Medicine Hunt, come.. come...”.
From inside Michelle pushed the car door and told Fauzi to come in. There are no bad thoughts at this time, suppose Fauzi is someone God sent to help him out of his misguidedness.
“Let's have a photo together please, Mbak?” fauzi asked cautiously as Michelle rewinded her car carefully out of the front area of the tomb.
“Membersome, I'm a regular model in the photos.”
“Lumayan can make my ex jealous, Ma'am.” Fauzi flanked both hands on her thighs while directing Michelle to the streets she needed to go through to the city. And arriving at the arterial road ‘ring road south’ Michelle heaved a sigh of relief.
“What school is college?”
“Nganggur, Mbak.”
“Dih, the younger generation of the nation kok nganggur.” Michelle grunts, “Minimal job search, want me connection? Or we have dinner first, while acquaintance, I am lazy to go home quickly. My husband is again at his fiancee's house.”
Yes, Allah. Fauzi was horrified to be close to Michelle. These bule boys don't-don't be male criminals, rowdy.
Fauzi gulped his saliva hard. “No need Ma'am, I ate Lodeh. If my work happens to be gamers as well as tiktoker.”
“Ya have already eaten yes, itung-itung multiply acquaintances. I'm Michelle.”
“Fauzi.”
The two met before going to a special food stall.
Leaving behind the chaos that befell Michelle and the fear of Fauzi who must accept all the complaints of the crazy bule. At Puspita's house, one by one his family friends went to leave the owner of the house.
Paijo helped Bu Bakri put dirty glasses of tea and coffee into the stainless tray while bringing it to the dirty kitchen.
While soaking up the plates of her family's birthday party, Puspita smiled as Paijo rolled his shirt up to his elbow after putting the stainless tray on the floor.
“You what?” ask him pleasantries.
“Show.”
Puspita cooed Paijo's nose with her finger foaming until it looked like a white-nosed clown. “You're funny mas.” He chuckles amusedly while elbowing his stomach.
Paijo snorted, in a situation that made him restless Puspita actually invited him to make out. Instead of being happy, he rubbed his nose with his arms raised to the face.
“Let's finish the housework first, I'm already sleepy'e. Want to go home.”
“You mas.” Puspita rested her head on Paijo's shoulder while the man was busy soaping and rinsing dishes and glasses with patience.
“I miss, tomorrow off road yuk mas service. The beach, the second floor. I need new energy to get back to work again.”
Paijo disagreed, his mind split. There's Michelle who's got more attention than usual. Nevertheless, glancing at Puspita who was so hopeful and seemed handsome after months of struggling with heavy duty, Paijo assented.
“Ke Parangtritis only see twilight. Continue to stop by the night to the star hill to buy grilled corn. Do not go to Gunungkidul beach, the time is not enough. Want to do dark-dark on the beach night-night, find a conch?”
Gemes, Puspita looked up while kissing Paijo's jaw at a glance.
Paijo swerved then unconsciously moved away while rubbing his jaw with his foaming hand. “Cock kiss to, not our muhrim!”
“Yes for gosh... We're engaged too! It's natural to kiss a little.”
A firecracker exploded in Paijo's head, slowly realizing that his response was excessive.
“Shock me you like that, rarely you know.” Paijo grimaced strangely before continuing to wash the dishes while Puspita pulled the drawer frontman to pick up the napkin and rubbed the foamed jaw of Paijo while pouting.
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