Acha: Thank You Yoga
50. Who is Papa Acha?

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“Lo again think what the fuck dah?” Dean who was eating his noodles was reprimanding Yoga who had been silent since then. The man also did not order food as usual.

Yoga rubbed his face rough. “Mirikin Acha.”

“Emang why the same Acha? Again you guys?” now Gavin is speaking.

Yoga shaking. “More precisely I am in diemin.”

Dean rolled his empty bowl. He gulped down his remaining half-drink then wiped his lips using the back of his hand.

“Jorok, here's a tissue!” Gavin shifted the tissue box to Dean making the owner chuckle. He then refocused his attention on Yoga who just stared flat at him.

“Serious lo in the same diemin Acha? Why?”

“If I knew I wouldn't think bego!” exclaiming Yoga upset who again made Dean chuckle.

“Iya also sih.”

Yoga and Gavin rolled his eyes lazily.

“Not diemin hek more precisely he cake different from the previous days. Very irritable talk.”

“Maybe the virus lo stingy talk already nular the same Acha,” chirps Gavin who then get a gift from Dean.

“Where is it anjir!” yells. “Lo must have done wrong, sure deh,” continued Dean.

Yoga fell silent, he tried to remember the mistakes he had made but he forgot.

“Kanaya why don't you go to school today?” the voice of a woman who is Valerie makes the attention of Yoga, Dean and Gavin seized.

Anggie shakes his shoulders. “Gue also does not know, hpnya not active.”

Dean and Gavin looked back at Yoga. “Little bitch lo apan?”

Yoga turned her neck looking at Gavin who was throwing questions at her. “Free I give you a small lesson.”

“O,” Gavin nods his head while oh ria. Dean and Gavin know all about the recent Yoga family.

“Gue yesterday to Dinda's house, ninggalin Acha fitting dinner,” seloroh Yoga suddenly.

“Means it's a lo error. Acha know you to Dinda's house?”

Yoga is a response.

“Acha jealous,” exclaimed Dean then made Yoga silent.

“If my suggestion, mending now you keep the same distance Dinda. Lately the cake gossip kids who say lo deket again saka Dinda really.”

“Gue just kasian with him, you know for yourself how his family is.”

“Kasian may but ko should also keep feeling Acha.”

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Acha slightly tiptoed when a burly arm hugged her body from behind, without her turning her body Acha already knew who did it—Prayoga Argantara. Yoga kept his head in the niche of Acha's neck, inhaling deeply the soothing fragrance from his wife's body.

“Why?” acha asked, her hand raised to gently rub Yoga's arm.

“Capek,”.

“You want me to make a drink?”

Yoga shook his head, he then turned to lay himself down with Acha's thigh as his head pad. “Cha, you angry?” yoga asked.

Acha raised next to his eyebrows. “Anged why?”

“Because I went to Dinda's house last night.”

Acha fell silent, suddenly silence enveloped the two. Acha wants to say yes but is afraid that Yoga even hates him because he feels too take care of his personal life.

Acha shook her head slowly. “No, maybe Dinda needs you more,” Acha smiled forcibly to cover her burning feeling in her chest.

“Gue equals Dinda no relation whatsoever. We've both been done since I decided to marry lo.”

“Iya I believe you have broken up with Dinda. But, I doubt about your feelings to Dinda.”

“Yesterday Dinda ngajakin I made meet, he had time to get back but I refused. Sorry I went a long time because Dinda did not bring a car so I anterin him home all at once. Incidentally at that time his father was fighting with his brother so I entered briefly.”

“Kak Ken?”

Yoga nodded. After that there is no more conversation between Yoga and Acha. Both of them seemed busy with their thoughts.

A few minutes later, Yoga opened his voice again. “Cha, ntar night road yuk!”

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A flash of his shadow of the fight with Nadin made Reiki feel frustrated. He really felt alone this time. His two sisters were angry with him, his parents silenced him, his friends were away from him, he really felt he had no one.

Reiki lifted the glass and then sipped the cocktail the remaining half until the toilet, he then took his wallet, leaving several pieces of money hundreds of thousands and then rushed out of the bar.

His feet wrapped in white sneakers were walking down the sidewalk, his gaze was so empty and his mind kept contemplating his mistake.

While elsewhere, in a place filled with street food sellers Acha and Yoga seem to be walking hand in hand with interlocked hands.

The night breeze blew gently on Acha and Yoga's face. “You bought what?” tanya Yoga Kala Acha just look around the food that is in the left right booth without intending to buy.

Acha shook her head. “Bingung,” said.

Yoga chuckles, he gets anxious with Acha, he then pulls Acha's hand towards the booth selling Tteokkebi hot dogs

“Corn dog?” acha asked as she tilted her head to look at Yoga.

“Virtually similar, this name is tteokkebi hot dogs usually girls like kek gini food because it is inspired from Korean drama,” explained Yoga.

“Yoga watch drakor too?” said Acha asking innocently.

Yoga shook his head. “No likes,” he said.

“Keep knowing where Yoga girls love gini rich food because it is inspired by Drakor?”

“Liona.”

Acha nodded in understanding, she thought Yoga knew that from Dinda.

“Cobain,” Yoga held out the hot dog tteokkebi to the nearby Acha mulu who immediately welcomed the girl.

“Nak no?”

Acha nodded. “Almost same cake corn dog.”

Yoga chuckles, anxious at Acha's sight. He then paid for the food he had taken and resumed his steps to explore the food he had not tried.

Acha pulls Yoga's hand towards the booth selling octopus and dried squid.

“You want to drink?”

“Bby,” Acha nods.

“Wait here briefly yes, I buyin,” pinta Yoga.

“Mau thai tea flavored hazelnut yes,” pinta Acha before Yoga leaves.

“Every Princess,” said Yoga while giving respect to make Acha chuckle. Yoga then passes leaving Acha towards a stand that sells thai tea while Acha chooses to order octopus and grilled squid.

“His girlfriend is neng?” said the seller invited Acha to talk which was then answered by a slit and a smile by Acha. “My husband, bu.”

The middle-aged woman was a little stunned, she thought that this woman in front of her was still too young to build a household. “Semogga lasting ya neng,” he said later.

“Iya, aamiin. Thanks for the prayer.”

The mother nodded and smiled. After two minutes, Acha's order was ready, he also saw Yoga walking towards him with two glasses of Thai tea in his hand.

“Come!” take Yoga after paying for Acha. The two walked back with the full meal in their hands.

“Lo pegel no, Cha?”

“Slight.”

Yoga loosened his gaze until his eyes accidentally found a stool that was stored not far from its place. “We eat while sitting yes,” said Yoga who then replied nod by Acha. Both of them walked up to the iron bench and sat himself down.

“Yoga try it!” Acha thrusting the fried octopus near the mouth of Yoga which was immediately received by the man made Acha smile expand.

Acha took turns preparing the food she brought to Yoga's mouth and her own mouth. Sometimes the girl laughs when playing Yoga otherwise when Yoga helps Acha to drink.

“Yogaaa...” exclaimed Acha with a soft tone because he was upset, his lips he poutkan because Yoga continued to keep away the drink he wanted to drink.

“Gemes really my wife,” exclaimed Yoga while scrambling Acha's hair anxious when the woman had succeeded in sipping her drink.

Without them noticing, since earlier someone had noticed the two from a position not so far away.

“Cha,” call Yoga when Acha is busy with her snacks without bribing her.

“Hm?” Acha only muttered a little in response.

“Lo want to know who papa lo really is?”

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