The Crush Of Love
Know you
Do you remember? The introductions between us are quite unique. Through the application we are introduced. Unique indeed, we often fight because of trivial problems, after which we make up and throw a joke at each other.
Do you remember the first time we met? That day was the day I went home to work. You came to pick me up on a motorcycle, dressed in all black and that day you were wearing a perfume that I thought was quite fragrant and refreshing. You put on my helmet, and along the way you told me about yourself.
You are the best man I have ever met. Sometimes we fight, but it never goes on for long.
The jokes and laughter made by you are opium to me. We are a pair of friends who may be tucked between us.
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It's getting dark, it's a sign that my work is almost done.
“Hufftt.. finally back home too,” mumbled
“Ehh, De. Later help settle the warehouse ya” said Bu Yepi store owner
“Iya, Mum.” Short reply.
“Ahh. Surely lama” muttered me while taking a rough breath.
Drrt.. Drrtt..
My phone is ringing too.
“De, I'll be home from work to pick up ya”
When I got the message, I unconsciously smiled meaningfully. I am so happy with that message.
“OK, but I think it'll be a little late coming home. You were the mother told me to finish the warehouse first” my reply
“Iya gapapa, relax aja” reply quickly.
I immediately rushed to the warehouse to clean up the place.
“Ahh, the Mother is really-ner yes.the time of this much stuff should I alone settle. He said help doang, uh it turns out he was even delicious snacking while watching YouTube” grumble me.
Slowly I began to separate between children's clothing and adult clothing. I sort them according to their size. After that, the floor I sweep and mop to clean. It's exhausting enough, but what can you do? I need money to meet my needs. Because I'm not the spoiled kid who when he wants something to stay asking for.
Well even though I knew that I would be given enough money if I wanted to ask. But that's not what I want. I want to try to be independent and not burdensome to parents, even though my parents have enough.
“Bu, done. Can you go home now?” much
“Ohh, yes can. Be careful on Jalan” he replied casually while still looking at his phone.
I looked at my phone screen, it turned out that it was now nine at night. And it turns out that Randika calls me constantly. I'll call back soon too.
“Halo? The ka? Sorry yes just now finish barang” I explained to him
“Yes, yes, this is me already in the shop where you work. Cepetan. I called you continuously because I was afraid you were why-why.” Say
“OK”
I immediately ran to find him. And I saw it was true, he was waiting for me down the street. He waved his hand at me, and I returned the wave of his hand.
“Wait a long time?” much
“Hehe, yes. Don't ask too many questions, let's go up. Uda malem, the time of the girls came home malem continued.” Answer
“ya how else, the name is also a job looking for money. Make snacks, play, buy skincare, buy quota and others”. I got on the bike immediately.
Along the way, he continued to sing. Fortunately his voice was good, otherwise I might have silenced his mouth with my socks on. At that time, I accidentally saw a fried rice man on the side of the road. It just so happened that I was hungry too.
“Ka, buy eat first yuk. I'm laper, I want to eat. My stomach has been rumbling.”
“Yaudah come. What do you want to eat?” tannya
“Fried rice is easy, buy it in the mang mang that.” While pointing to the right
“Siapp bos”
Randika immediately parked her motorbike next to the fried rice wagon.
“Mang, fried rice pesen two ya”
“Iya, neng. Wait a minute ya” replied the fried rice man.
I pulled Randika by the hand to take her to an empty chair. Randika looked at me while smiling.
“Basic little boy” gerutuya
“What the heck, little kid little boy. I am big, not a child. Where maybe small children can work find cuan”, I said while slightly pinching his hand
“Huuhh”
“This is neng, the order. If you need something later call mang aja ya” said mang fried rice cooker
“Iya mang, thanks”
“Nyam nyam nyam. Ka, let's eat. Later keburu cooler”
“Iya bauble. It's also to be eaten”ucap Randika
The atmosphere of a cold night is very fitting if accompanied by enjoying a warm food or drink. Ahh, it's delicious to eat fried rice accompanied by people who we think are special. Really, the perfect combination.
“Finally full also”
“You can pack it at home gak?” ask Randika
“Do not, anyways at home also certainly already eat”
“Yaudah”
“This total is how much?” ask Randika
“Thirty thousand aja, A” replied the fried rice man
“Nih mang money” Randika gives a sheet of twenty thousand
“This is the change, A.”
“Take aja for mang. We go home first, Mang”
“Still, A. Be careful on the road. Don't mention”
“Iya mang”
We also continue our journey home. Randika grabbed my hand and wrapped it around her stomach.
“Gulf dong. A tight hug, De. Watch out don't let go of his embrace. If released, I'll go down here. I will not anter until home” he said a little threatening
“Ahh what the hell, Ka. Really bummer. Yes, I hugged ya” I said while leaning my head on his back
“Well so dong, so sweet like the people” reply while a little laugh.
“Ka, are we going to continue to be like this? This close? And this warm?” my question is in my heart.
“Hey, hey, hey. Don't make a sound, don't miss it. Watch out for overslept, later you jatoh”ucap Randika
“What the hell, people don't sleep either. Again enjoy the cold of the night, tauu” reply me
“Enjoy the cold of the night or enjoy the warm back of Randika Mahesa Huuh? Ask while laughing
“Ihh basic pervert!”
“Who is perverted hahh? Kan from earlier you swerved while leaning on my back”
“Hehe yes. But it is not that also onyon” my objection
“Canda doang napa's. Seriously carry on feeling. Nihh bertar nyampe”
I also did not respond to Randika's words. But he continued to babble nonstop, making me feel sleepy.
“Hey, kitten! Cepetan wake up napa. This is until the front of the house, drop down!” the door while releasing my embrace
“Iya, yes. Thanks.”
“You stopped by first?” much
“No need. Uda malem, not good to see the neighbors. I go home first ya”
“Ohh yes. Don't speed yes.”paku
“Siapp”
He also reinstated his motorcycle. I watched until he really drove away from my front house. After that I went into the house.
I threw my body on a soft bed. I looked at the ceiling with a happy smile.
“Randika Mahesa. You really are the best man I've ever met. I hope someday I can have someone as critical as you.” I murmured in my heart.