It's Not My fault, Sir!
Chapter 69. I Want to Banget
"You want to flirt with my wife?" baritone Juan Mahardika's voice sounded creepy.
Elfa only smiled wryly while looking at the two misbehaving youths. There was no need to answer the two youths who were approaching. Someone answered, just look at it without having to say a word.
Spontaneously the two young men stood up from the chair and bowed, "Sorry, Mas. I think it's alone."
"Well, bojone bule."
"Where to move, no one can tease my wife!"
Elfa glared at Juan Mahardika for being annoyed to be called a wife. However, the glared actually smiled while pointing fingers thumb and index finger crossed sarangheo symbol. The mouth speaks love even without a voice spoken.
Good thing I ordered a spicy goat tongseng. Go back to the entourage and take the ready order, "Let's eat, or need Akak bribe?"
"No, El wants to eat alone."
"Or behind?"
"What's behind?"
"El the Akak bribe."
Elfa refused to answer Juan Mahardika. Prefer to enjoy spicy goat tongseng that looks appetizing. Ignoring is always viewed with a burning feeling of love.
"Want to add more?"
"No, but El is thirsty."
"What do you want to drink?"
"Es oranges or iced water can also."
"Wait a minute!"
"Finish on eating Akak, and then if the cold doesn't taste good."
"Alhamdulillah, very understanding anyway, garwoku."
Elfa's lips instantly monkeyed five centimeters and pouted. With a smile Juan Mahardika returned to enjoy spicy goat tongseng rice with greed. Never feel this wisdom eating because it considers the lover of heart is beside him.
Beverage merchants are not as good as food merchants. Not five minutes of orange ice and cold mineral water were in front of Elfa. Only one glass was placed on the table and another iced orange was directly thrust near Elfa's mouth, "Come drink!"
Elfa immediately gulped down without holding the glass. Keep being looked at by the glass holder while smiling. Love grows with time.
Juan Mahardika who rarely eats spicy food, from earlier has resisted the spicy taste. After Elfa gulped down half a glass of orange ice without hesitation drank half of it quickly. Direct toilet without waste, even that does not reduce the spicy taste that is held.
Elfa was shocked to see Juan Mahardika sipping the remaining orange ice that had been drunk, "Rice JM!" yells
"What's up, Garwoku?" juan Mahardika asked with a smile.
"Why drink leftover orange ice El?"
"Indeed why, since El called Akak let alone just called with Akak JM, Akak already considered us an official couple. It's natural to drink one glass both."
"Official, who said it?"
"Kata Akak JM dong."
"It ... I'm not getting worse. Let's go!"
"All right."
The next day after breakfast, Juan Mahardika joined Pakde Sarto to see the farmers who were harvesting. Togetherness during the harvest is very visible in the village. They take turns harvesting rice royong.
While Elfa as usual sat on a big rock beside the river while playing water. Accompanying Bude Marmi and neighbors are washing clothes. There are also children who bathe while playing cheerfully.
Sometimes Elfa does not hear questions from Bude Marmi and the neighbors. Elfa sat down pensively remembering that she had one day with Juan Mhardika. Nano-nano-like feeling there is a sense of resentment, sadness, hate and happiness into one.
A change of attitude that was almost one hundred and eighty degrees from the attitude that was once. Without feeling growing hearts increasingly adrift. Efforts made with the power of love as if beginning to erode the wall of hatred imprinted in the heart.
Remember Mami Mitha's message to be honest with the feelings that exist in the deepest heart. But just being together one day has begun to fall adrift. What would it be if together for a month here because yesterday intend to stay in Ngawi.
One by one the neighbors finished washing clothes and went home. The children also went home with their mother. Only Bude Marmi is left unfinished washing clothes.
"El, when are you getting married to Mas Londo?"
"Still a long time, Bude."
"Ojo suwe-suwe, son."
"El's not ready, Bude."
"Opo to sing thought?"
Elfa was silent and pensive to hear Bude Marmi's question. All that is thought about is the doubt that remains in the heart. There is no trust and no one has been able to convince the heart to move to a more serious level.
Will accept that love alone until now still hesitant. There are many factors that make the feeling still worried. The dark past and heartache that is still untold is one that is still stuck in the heart.
"Do you think Bude Mas Londo is suitable for El, Bude?"
"It fits, said the Javanese, if the soul mate is similar face."
"El don't look like him at all, Bude?"
"Try El notice that the two of El's face shape is the same Mas Londo it's equally long, unlike Bude's face is round."
Elfa immediately opened the phone opening the camera to see her own face, "The feeling of El's face is not really oval, Bude."
"Yes just like Mas Londo, his chin is the same as El. You can be sure you're a fool."
"Aamiin, thank you Bude for praying." Juan Mahardika's baritone voice came directly sitting on the rock beside Elfa.
"Don't you hear our conversation?"
Juan Mahardika nodded and smiled as she approached Elfa's ears, "I don't want to!"
"You what?"
"That's what Bude Marmi said."
"Did it be that easy?"
"What do I have to do to make it easy?"
"No idea, just think for yourself."
Bude Marmi finished washing clothes, this time Bude Marmi did not bathe as usual, "El, Bude go home first huh!"
"Eee, El's coming, Bude."
"Not coming, either."
Almost five days Juan Mahardika lived in Ngawi. Every morning always follow Pakde Sarto saw farmers harvest, afternoon and evening spent seducing and following Elfa. Later that night he learned about religion with Pakde Sarto.
Little by little Juan Mahardika can adjust the meal to the menu of Indonesian cuisine. Especially the spicy taste like Elfa taste. Never choose food as you normally would when cooked by a family chef.
Unfortunately, the mouth and stomach cannot be compromised. His mouth ate anything provided by Pakde Sarto's family. However, due to not being able to bear the spicy this afternoon Juan Mahardika felt her stomach hurt and wrapped around.
In just two hours, Juan Mahardika has been back and forth to the bathroom for seven times. The body feels weak and not powered. He could only lie in bed holding his stomach.
Because Azan magrib has not yet gone out of the room to fulfill the obligation. Elfa knocked on the door of the guest room occupied by Juan Mahardika, "Son, has magrib come out?"
"El, Akak's stomach hurts," he replied from the inside weakly.
Elfa immediately pushed open the door and saw Juan Mahardika lying weakly while holding onto her stomach, "Akak Why?"
"Because of diarrhea, very weak body akak."