Bebegigs
Chapter 91's

"You guys serious?" Lastmi exclaimed a little too enthusiastically after Yasa finished making his point.

Orange nodded quickly while smacking his smile.

"Gile lu, still an anjir boy!" rogan commented while glaring at Yasa. But a wide smile and the look in his eyes implied joy.

"Oh, Honey! Congratulations, yes!" Bu Lastmi hugged Orange without getting off her stool because they were sitting side by side.

Yasa smiled broadly in response to Rogan's comment, then glanced at the two women across the table with a thumping feeling. His happiness has dashed his fatigue.

"Gue joined in his horror," said Rogan finally while patting Yasa on the back in return while at the restaurant.

Yasa smiled again.

"Mother must be there," said Bu Lastmi enthusiastically. "You think of me as a family, do you want to be a mother's child or a Mother's Grandson?"

Orange hugged the old woman. "That's why I want to be Mom's granddaughter. I happen to have no grandmother" he said innocently.

"Please, you'll be his son!" sela Rogan's. "You guys are his grandchildren too, your first brother is still single" he grumbled as he pointed at his own nose. "Gue don't want to be stepped on!" his erang.

"So!" hatch Orange. "Gue doesn't want to be your aunt!"

Miss Lastmi laughed in response to them.

Yasa just smiled faintly. But it does not cover up the true happiness that continues to radiate even though his face looks tired. "Gue got my sister" he told Rogan. "Ampe cry-cry doi do not want to be stepped on!" Yasa laughed without a sound.

"Do you still have an unmarried sister?" Rogan frowned.

"My brother is the only one" replied Yasa. "My family was just that wayang," he reminded.

"Oh, so your sister's not married yet?" comment Rogan. "It's not a coincidence, though" he said with a cry.

"I mean you?" Yasa glared at Rogan.

Rogan suddenly bit his lips, covering up a mischievous smile. Then he suddenly bowed towards Yasa, "Your sister made me!" he said with a cramped face.

Orange and Bu Lastmi spontaneously turned to them.

Yasa tightened his jaw while stepping on the back of the guy's foot.

"Sickness, anjir!" Rogan grimaced with a laugh and bowed rubbing the backs of his legs.

"Look for a ballon, maen for me!" grunts Yasa.

Orange and Miss Lastmi laughed.

"Gak—serious!" rogan solemnly. "Gue doesn't want to know which cake your brother's komuk. But I don't want to talk about my request."

The whole room spontaneously flinching.

Miss Lastmi looked at Rogan with squinted eyes. Rogan is not fooling around! he said in his heart. But did not immediately comment to see Yasa's reaction.

Yasa silently looked inside Rogan through his intuition. The tremor of his heart did indeed feel that Rogan was earnest when he said it. "Lu don't make this an escape from your heartbreak, do you?" search Yasa.

Rogan let out a short sigh and folded his elbows on the table, rubbing his face at a glance, then linking his fingers in front of the face. Not answering to make a dramatic impression.

"Well, I know it's a bit of a reckless whimper and a silly impression" said Rogan after a moment of silence. "But I have something else to consider. I'm like you, Sa. I have no parents. You're still lucky to have sodara, I don't. But talking about family, you see for yourself!" he pointed towards Bu Lastmi with a glance of his eyes.

Yasa followed his gaze and smiled at Bu Lastmi.

Yasa smiled cynically as he glared at Rogan, "You mean to find a wife just for careworkers?"

Rogan immediately turned his head, "No, Sa!" he was immediately worried.

"Lu don't worry, Orange will take care of Grandma!" said Yasa.

"Gue believes," Rogan said. "But have a wife and family who can ramein Grandma's house..had been my wishful thinking from before I was dating Vivi."

Miss Lastmi smiled sadly towards Rogan.

Yasa actually did not mind about Rogan's impromptu intentions that suddenly flashed through his mind. However, he firmly holds the belief that the matter of soul mate, sustenance and death has been arranged. But does life always give a reason for it all as a way. And he just needs to hear Rogan's reason so he can see his sincerity. And he found that sincerity to this extent.

"But at least meet first" Yasa said. "Don't say 'your sister made me' cake asked for shoes."

Orange chuckles and shakes. He had just first seen Yasa nagging.

It turned out that his thin face did not reduce his good looks!

"That's it, Rogan's coming with us!" Orange proposes. "But we go home tomorrow morning. Let Yasa be full to sleep first," the orange pinta on Bu Lastmi was a little spoiled.

"You haven't slept?" Miss Lastmi asked worriedly.

"Everything is out of plan" Yasa said. "Now that you know, having the ability to vision does not guarantee someone is involved in unexpected problems" he joked.

"You need to rest first!" Miss Lastmi moved out of her seat and approached Yasa. Then massaged the two boys' shoulders. "Gan, please prepare a room for Yasa."

"okay!" Rogan answered enthusiastically. Then he stood up and retreated his chair, then patted Yasa on the shoulder, "Sister-in-law, yes!" clawed.

"Snurvy!" spray Yasa while glancing.

The chuckling orange responded. He's so nervous, anyway! he said in his heart. His gaze did not want to be separated from Yasa's face. His eyes twinkling could not cover his admiration.

"You also have to rest" Lastmi told Orange.

Jingga pointed her thumb at Bu Lastmi while smiling widely.

At seven o'clock in the night, they had all dispersed and entered their respective rooms, and in an instant the atmosphere of the house became silent.

In the midst of the silence, Orange screeched as she entered her room.

Someone was waiting for him in bed.

A girl wearing only a thin nightgown, lying on her bed while flipping through the pages of a mystical magazine that Orange borrowed from Bu Lastmi's library some time ago.

The orange almost screamed as the girl turned to him and grinned.

"Vivi? Why are you here?" hardik Orange in a sharp hiss. "How did you get in here?"

Violet rolled on her back and grinned once more, then slid towards the window that opened through her shoulder.

The orange stutters with rounded eyes and mouth. Of course, he thought. He hasn't been in his room since he went home from college. The whole house chatted for too long in the dining room. From the late lunch to coffee together, which is then continued cooking for dinner…

No one has left the kitchen to check the doors and windows!

Now everyone has shut themselves up to rest gathering energy for tomorrow.

How'this? think Orange is scared.