
“Pak Abi really want to eat here?”
Abhimanyu unsealed his feet intending to step, stared at his confused Mentari as the woman asked such a question. Abhimanyu smiled faintly, nodding. “You're not used to eating roadside food, are you? Yaudah, we ate at the restaurant aja.” Abhimanyu intends to return to the car, but his hand is held by Mentari.
Mentari quickly released his hand which held Abhimanyu's arm as shock was shown by the man for his actions. “Not, that's not what I mean.” Abhimanyu chuckles. “Cuma, I was surprised my father invited me to eat on the side of the road like gini. I think people like you never want to eat in a place like gini.”
“Why not want?”
Mentari spread his shoulders. “Pak Abi must also know what the reason is.”
“I have no real problem, as long as the food is good and the place is clean. So, eating on the side of the road okay aja.” replied Abhimanyu, he chuckled. “So, how about. Want to eat here?”
Mentari nodded, “Bby, Sir. But, like you should take off his suit, let it be good later eat it.” advice Mentari who is embraced Abhimanyu. The man immediately took off his suit and kept it in the car.
“Yaudah, yuk!”
They entered the tent where they ate, more precisely the seller of catfish pecel and nasi ubuk. Choose to sit in the corner which happens to be only part of the corner table that remains.
“Pak Abi want what message?” Mentari glanced at Abhimanyu at a glance, looking back at his menu.
“Duck here is delicious, Tar. You should try. It feels different from others.”
Mentari nodding, “Bby. What's the connection, sir?”
“I was once just sambal penyetnya doang, others I have not tried.”
“Yaudah, how about we try another sambal?”
“Bby.”
Mentari immediately recorded their order on the paper provided, then let Abhimanyu who gladly offered to give the note to the seller who was in front.
“Nih, drink the orange ice first.” Abhimanyu brought back two iced oranges for them.
“Still, Mr.” said Mentari, he immediately sipped the drink.
Abhimanyu stared fixedly at Mentari who was sitting in front of him, smiling happily at the woman who seemed to be fine invited to the dining place on the side of the road. The mentor who caught the wet Abhimanyu who was looking at him smiled confusedly, he frowned.
“What's up, Sir?”
Abhimanyu wavered, ashamed to be caught watching the woman. “Ah, the. I still can't believe if you want to be invited to the roadside dining.”
“That is, Sir?”
“Yes... Most of the women I walk with, they never want to and definitely refuse if I invite them to eat on the side of the road. Most people want to eat at the restaurant, the cafe. No one wants to be on the side of the road.”
Mentari chuckled at hearing it. “Wah... If you hear from the words of this father, like Mr. Abi has been a lot of invited women to walk nih.” The mentor raised his eyebrows, staring at the seductive Abhimanyu who immediately wavered.
“Eh, that's not what I mean. Geez... You misunderstood nih.”
“Truly also gakpapa times, Sir.”
“No, Dance. Just you this is what I took to the road like gini.”
“Ah, earlier said most of the women I took the road..” Mentari reminded Abhimanyu who immediately shook his head, trying to dodge him.
Abhimanyu clucked, he shook his head. “Oh, come on Dance... This is why you seduced me.”
“Dih, who's the seductress. My people just clarify the words of Mr. Abi aja, it's already aja.”
Abhimanyu pulled both corners forming a thin smile. “As you are. Oh, aye. We eat together like gini, no problem right?” Abhimanyu looked seriously at Mentari who frowned.
“What's the problem, Sir?”
Mentari smiled thinly, staring at her fingers that were no longer decorated with the ring that Angga had given her. Everything about Angga he had to keep, including the ring he had forgotten to keep. However, the ring has now been stored with the man's memories.
“You've got a date, Tar?”
“Hi!”
Mentari had not had time to answer Abhimanyu's question, greeting someone to them divert his attention. They were surprised to find Angga and Amita approaching them.
“Night Mr. Abi,” greeting Amita, he knows now Abhimanyu thanks to Angga who told him. He smiled warmly at the Mentari who still looked in disbelief.
Mentari and Angga met face to face, silent for a while with a difficult to interpret gaze. Only one thing is certain, there is jealousy between the two when they know that each is with someone else. Mentari with Abhimanyu, while Angga with Amita.
Abhimanyu commented on his smile, he nodded as a greeting to Amita then turned to look at Angga who he noticed could not be seen Mentari. Abhimanyu cleared his throat, “You are here?” ask Abhimanyu.
“Iya, Sir. Coincidentally we want to eat here and it turns out very crowded, we see a corner table that still has room for two people. Uh, it turns out there are you guys at this table.” explained Amita. “By, no sir if we join here?” ask Amita.
Abhimanyu did not immediately reply, he glanced at Mentari. Feeling stared at makes Mentari waver.
“Why, Sir?” mentari asked, he frowned confusedly.
“Why do they join?”
Mentari smiled clumsyly, “I have no problem.”
“Yaudah, if Mentari is not a problem. Please.” replied Abhimanyu, he invited. “But, you have no problem right, Ga?” asked Abhimanyu, Angga has not yet let out his voice since.
“So, no problem at all.”
“Yaudah, please.”
They immediately sat down, Amita beside Mentari, Angga beside Abhimanyu. And, with so also Angga more able to continue to pay attention to Mentari, the more can not be separated to look at the woman.
“Excuse me, here's the order.”
All orders were arranged on the table facing them, the four began to enjoy their own food.
“How to, Dance where to eat this my recommendation?” ask Abhimanyu.
It is not Mentari who answers, it is Angga who gives the answer.
“Still enjoy our usual place to eat, more seasoning there food, the sauce was more steady there.” Angga looked at Mentari who looked up at him. “Yes right, Tar?” Angga smiled at the woman.
“Iya, Sir. Duck Blesteran is still the champion.” Amita denied making Mentari glance cynically at the woman. Who asked who, who answered who.
“But, here is also no less delicious. The patch here is even more portions, the duck is larger in size.” Mentari replied finally, he stared at the cynical Angga who squinted at him.
Amita smiled awkwardly, the corner of her lips twitched.
Angga raised his eyebrows, “More servings and sizes don't mean better right?”
“But, this is also delicious, Mr. Angga.” replied Mentari, he said full of pressure.
“But, no better right?”
“More delicious!”
“Masa? If it's better, why is it sambal you don't finish?” Angga pointed to the chili that still left quite a lot on the plate Mentari. “I know very well that you never leave anything aside if the food is good.”
The mentors snorted in annoyance, they fought each other with unfriendly gazes. I don't know what's the problem, but resentment is just created. Amita and Abhimanyu also face each other, confused what to do. However, one thing is certain that makes this situation, namely jealousy.