Remember You
The House's

It took him fifteen minutes to get to his house. And during that time I had to work hard to withstand the gravitational force of the earth which was great. Sure enough, he advanced his ninja with extra speed. Then suddenly braked. I with ingrained purity of self should try to keep as much as possible my chest from sticking to his back. I know he's looking for a chance. It reminded me of her boyfriend, Rachel. Jery must be very happy. The chest of the girl is indeed plump and super prominent. Men today are indeed boxed shrimp behind the stone.

The first thing that welcomed us both was an adult woman with a socialite appearance. He seemed to be locking the door of his house, but his intention was unsealed because he saw the existence of a man in uniform had just entered the yard of his house.

I got off the bike first, took off my helmet, and walked quickly to a woman who seemed to be none other than Jery's mother. I shook his hand, showing some manners.

She smiled sweetly "Oh...this is her new boyfriend Jery, huh?"

My eyeballs are perfect "No, Auntie"

"Call me Aunt Linda. Jery used to tell you about auntie. She said she was beautiful, and she was very pretty" Both of her hands rubbed my shoulders. Sumringah's face. I'm not feeling good.

Not long after, Jery followed us to the door shouting "He's not my girlfriend, Ma"

Then he deliberately approached his mother-to bring his mouth closer to Aunt Linda as if preparing to whisper something "Mommy forgot?"

Aunt Linda knitted her pair of eyebrows.

"Mama knows that Jery prefers mountain views over toll roads"

Damnit damnit! this bastard is not whispering. He said it out loud to hear me. He is softly insinuating.

And either so stupid or how, I spontaneously lowered my head. Looking at my own chest. Yes, there was nothing that came out from behind the uniform.

"Hahahaha Auntie's child does like to joke" mengakar mother Jery was trying not to seem wrong because of the behavior of her son who passed frontal. I smiled awkwardly at it.

"Ma, I borrowed your house for teamwork" Jery opened the originally closed door. Aunt Linda nodded.

"Snacks are in the fridge. Oh, what's your name?"

"Tante lives first to Arisan, yes. Good with Jery. That kid is a little naughty. If you do anything, just hit his head" his saying as he stepped towards the car parked neatly in the yard. Jery who had been insinuated to continuously rotate his eyeballs.

"Let's go in" Jery told me to follow him from behind. Then let me sit in her living room.

"I changed clothes first and took my laptop. You wait here" And he left me alone. After his back was invisible to the eye, I looked at his living room which was not too big, but still seemed comfortable.

There's something that pulls my attention to immediately land my cushion sitting on the couch. It is all the decorations that beautify the plot of this room. As the walls of the house should be attached to several family photos to show how harmonious the ark. The walls of this house are actually attached to several frames containing images of boygroups on each side.

Not only that, the display case in the corner of the room is also filled with lightsticks of various versions, visible from a similar shape. And the album that filled it.

Five minutes passed, Jery returned to the living room in a casual t-shirt and black jogger pants. Both hands are preoccupied with various kinds of snacks and canned drinks. His left armpit flanked the laptop, while his right armpit flanked the guitar's neck. He didn't seem to have any trouble at all, so I didn't take the initiative to help him.

"You're a fanboy, aren't you, Jer?" ask me to open the conversation. Jery followed the direction of netraku memeta while slowly arranging the snacks on the table.

"Not me, but mama"

I nodded constantly. It's predictable. Boygroup is old and disbanded for years. It's kind of weird that this kid with a model like Jery likes things to smell classic. Boygroup is B.O.S. Yes, I'm a little proud because it turns out there are still those five idolizing them. Even the fans also have children whose age is as old as me.

"My mom's a huge Rico fan. These twists you see are not quite what they are in the room." Opening the coca-cola can.

"It's not wrong either, Uncle Rico is handsome" I saw a frame where there was only a picture of Uncle Rico there.

Jery's face was suddenly sad "But I hate him"

My forehead shriveled "Why?"

"Because Rico was all so messed up" she cut the phrase to gulp her coca-cola "He died when my mother was pregnant. My mom was stressed because her idol suddenly died. I was born eight months premature.