The Crush Of Love
become unemployed
“De, mama already said that you are better nerusin mama's job or father. Now it even happens, you get a no-holds-barred slander. Mama believes in you, if you can't possibly do something like” said Mama while hugging me
“Hmm or maybe it was a new employee you mentioned earlier, De?” Reciprocation
“Ah mama can't do dong mah. Can't accuse anyone without proof. Yes although I also feel a little suspicious, but ah already not to be questioned as well.”
“But you were almost taken to a place of duty because of this”
“Udahlah mah gapapa. Let Desyana find another job. Maybe this isn't Desyana”'s Rezeki
“What's up, ma? How did my son come home again? Doesn't it work?” said father full of question marks
“This is loh, well. Desyana was fired, accused of taking store money. Keep saying the money is suddenly in his locker Desyana.”
“Wah not really, do you have to find out by asking the police to let this be investigated? Because there is no way my son would dare to do such a thing. Father does not accept father's favorite daughter accused of being a thief”
“Ah father do not need to be justin, as long as Desyana does not admit it why should be credited as well. Gapapa is probably the best way, Desyana go home and gather again with mom and dad”
“Hmm okay if you think it's the best. So how is it now? You choose nerusin mama or dad's job?”
“Dad, I'll ask you later. Kasian Desyana”ucap mom while pinching dad's arm
“hmm it looks like Desyana is going to take over the mama restaurant business. Let me be a little bit able to taste good food” mumbled me with a little laugh.
“Emang basic yes son of this father, if the matter of eating will be quick to respond. Now we eat yuk. It was fitting to leave also you have not eaten, right?”
“OK ready to carry out boss pack.”
The three of us immediately approached the dining table.
***
As usual in a room there are several accompaniments to K-pop music. His voice was blaring to the bottom area. Things like that have become my habit. Play K-pop songs while dancing in the room. But even so my parents never got mad at me. As long as I do not forget my duty to remain devout.
My parents will always support what I love, never forbid it at all. As long as it is a positive thing and does not have a negative impact everything I like is allowed, as long as it does not cross the line.
I'm 22 years old but I don't know why I still feel like a little girl who still needs the attention and affection of parents. Many of my peers are married, many of them have children. While me? I prefer to enjoy the solitude. I was afraid that I would get married and leave my parents behind. I prefer to be alone and shy of marrying Park Ji Bin, a handsome actor from South Korea. Rather than marrying the wrong person, it would make my parents sad.
Especially now that there is a lot of news that is milling around on the social media homepage. About the husband who KDRT to his wife, a mother who could willingly kill her child, or about the child who dared to kill both parents. Ahh all that really gives me goosebumps.
When I was swept away in a song from boy band BTS, suddenly my phone rang.
[Yes, I'm afraid you don't work in the store anymore, do you?] Ask Randika over there
[Yes, Ka. Now I enjoy the idle times. Later in the week again maybe I will try to nerusin mama restaurant business] reply me with laughing emoticons
[Ohh, that's it. Oh yeah, why else? Yuk road]
[Hmm may, please take a shower first]
[Yeah, what did you do earlier, Mom? New shower clock! Yes there was a spit. I'll be at the usual place in an hour]
[Ready]
I immediately prepared to go on a road with Randika.
***
I saw Randika wearing black jeans, white necklaces and black Nike shoes, not to forget the sunglasses were attached to her face.
“Randika!” I shouted while waving my hands over there
“Come on board” the door
I got on the bike without further ado.
“We go to yuk” square he said
“Oke, it's up to you. You're the one who invited. Eh but do not for long yes, because the previous permission has not been the same ortu, they again go out.”
“Please, just a minute. From gab diem continue at home”
Fifteen minutes passed. Randika and I have arrived at the square. He immediately parked his motorbike. In the parking lot, there are many traders lined up there, ranging from pengasong drinks, chicken porridge, fried rice, martabak, fried food, satay, soto and so forth.
“Eat yuk” says Randika
“Eat what?”
“Eat soto Madura aja yuk, it seems good” the door while pulling me walk towards the trading area
“Judah come, but you pay. I'm unemployed so I don't have money” I said with a laugh
“Siap. This time let me buy”
We also walked to the soto sales place. We started to sit down and order, a few minutes after that the food we ordered was in session. What a scent that smells is very exciting, making anyone who smells it must be tempted.
A bowl of soto plus lemon juice and do not forget to mix also with a few spoons of chili, ah really delicious taste.
Sometimes I lyrics Randika, he ate the food very tasteful. Until accidentally the smile was on my face.
“Why do you look out, huh? Beware fancier”
“Idihh pede really have a crush, besides you if you eat funny anyway. Cake machine Teddy bear”
“Huuu basic. I was caught wet also no ngaku!”
“Udah ah, what the hell is not clear exactly”
“Yaudah spit the meal, we have already returned home”
***
While on the way, for some reason from then on Randika's left hand held my hand continuously.
“Ka, release her hand. You focus on nyetirnya”
“Emang can't ya hold your hand?”
“Not allowed, but you'll be driving.” again
“I don't want to lose you, Sya.”
“What the hell, Ka? Focus on deh” road
“ Hmm Yes.”
Randika also let go of her hand. In the end, we arrived at our destination.
“I go home first yes, thanks for the transaction, dahhh” said as I waved my hand. And Randika also replied to me with a smile drawn on her face.