
Pov Raka's
"Rakaaaaaaa, dear......!" the cry of my brother whose voice is flat beating a can of sheepeng is heard from the direction of the stairs, making the eardrum will not feel at home to linger listening to his voice, but how else he is my brother his name is Vira.
"Raka dear......., look at my shirt, cool right?" he shouted again as he gawked into the room without knocking on the door first, like an uneducated person.then he danced in front of me like women in the tikotok application, like women in tikotok, raising his two hands up past his head, then lowering one hand while swaying, exactly the person who was less than a spoon.
I just stared at the gawk, full of astonishment. Noticing Sister Vira standing before me How not, Miss Vira today she wears a very strange shirt, She wears a raincoat designed like a knee-length dress. Actually not today doang, she dressed strangely like that, almost every day I was presented with a nyeleneh fashion that was present decorating the house.
"Have not looked at him like that, I'm sure! you must be amazed by my fashion today." He said while stopping the useless jogging. "Oh yeah, why don't you come out? it's Sunday night, the same date laptop only," he continued, playing his neck like a poisonous snake, his hands twirling the ends of golden yellow hair, golden hair, like an ABG child who is experiencing genitalia.
"What's important, then, is that Sunday night out?" I answered asking while staring back at the laptop screen, not wanting to pay attention to him who was soon picked up by his girlfriend.
"It's nyolot.., it's Sunday night. You should go out looking for fun, rather than in the room alone to keep going." he replied while playing index finger near the chest, and, the movement pointed towards me. Like a mother-former who was talking to her colleagues, gossiping about neighbors.
"Mbak Vira dear...., whose mother is the one who is upset, huh?" I answered while looking fixedly at my brother's face.
Got my rebuttal he did not answer, but squatted his body his hand gently rubbed my servant, then moved to the pinched cheeks of anxious flesh that was next to the face. "Dear, dear old man.., every night of the week, you were always alone in the room. with the mellow song, wrote the whiny stories. All that proves that you are upset by the level of God."
"Mr Vira.....! the cave must be written, the cave must finish the cave book.and Lu see later, if the cave has succeeded in becoming a famous writer, the girls must be on the ngantri, want to get the cave.so you, you, just calm down," I replied as I got up from my computer desk demonstrating the person who was presenting in front of the class, then sat back on the bed.
"Ngantri..., hahaha, Mana might be...! he said as he sat beside me and then hugged me from the side. "you're gleeful....! funny, unyu. It's not just that you are god-level, but your delusion is also universe-level." He continued while again pinching my cheek with anxiety.
Tin....!
Baby.....!
he shouted when he heard the sound of a car horn that sounded from the bottom, without continuing his conversation.he also moved to meet the girlfriend, who had picked up to enjoy Sunday night.
I just took a deep breath, staring at the door that was still open, lamenting the fate of self that has been 3 years never dating. Even though I was like this, I used to have a girlfriend anyway, really, I have a boyfriend, although only by letter, nine months I dated through the writing, so my hands until now still feel sore.
Baby....! baby.....!
Sister Vira's screams are still heard, Even though she is already downstairs, either using which bits, so that her voice filled the entire room of my house, I got up from my seat and wanted to peek at my sister who was going to go out for a weekly night. I was standing by the window, and Mas Akbar came out of his black car.
"Hi Raka's....!" greet Mas Akbar while Waving his hands from the bottom.
"Yes...!" I replied to her hand.
"No Mas, at home only. raining gini Cave males to come out," I answered giving an excuse so as to make Mas Akbar scan the surrounding area that looks wet by the former rainwater.
"This rain has stopped" Mas Akbar replied as he opened his palm, signaling that there was no drizzle coming down.
"Yes the rain outside has stopped Mas, but the rain in the heart of the cave is getting heavier."
"Baby dear....., baby love you," said Kak Vira who had arrived on the front page of the house, so that our conversation was interrupted.
"Two roads first Ka...!" Pamit Mas Akbar waved his hand, then opened the door for Kak Vira, then he entered the steering door on the right side.
I kept staring at their departure, as the car that Mas Akbar was driving until Invisible Again.I took a breath back, then sat in front of the laptop to continue my writing, who had been disturbed by the arrival of astral beings such as Madam Vira.
I refocused writing, making short stories that I would later put on display in the school mading, because according to the author I had attended the seminar, that we should keep writing and publishing it, he said, even if it is only for our own environment.
Long writing finally my hands feel sore, my eyes feel sticky. finally save my writing to continue tomorrow morning, because tomorrow is Sunday, so I can be content with talking to men with my favorite laptop.
After everything was done, I laid my body on the bed, my eyes staring at the ceiling, recalling my past foolishness, the foolishness of not daring to express feelings to the woman I love, especially if you remember Ivi and Kaira who just left, without me approaching first.
I was getting dissolved in the delusions and regrets that had given no meaning in life, until my eyes began to get tired and weak as if unable to bear the burden of suffering witnessed.
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Monday morning I was ready to go to school, after breakfast with the family, but when I was about to pull the lever of motor gas, from the terrace there was the sound of Kak Vira who was crying.
"Raka..., baby! together dong with his sister depart....!" His ink while running towards the courtyard of the house.
"Yah Mbak take a taxi Online, the working period is still the same as people who have not worked...!"
"Devil, heleh, keep your voice young.Rather than your helmet is idle every day because there is never a girl you pick up, mending used by me. Remember helping that person his reward is great...!" Ledeknya while pinching my cheek with anxiety.
"What the hell is Ma'am...! don't keep doing what."
"What's wrong, right, this helmet was never used as a bully or Lu's girlfriend, right?"
"Yes, yes!" I replied snorting in annoyance, then gave the helmet I hooked in the front trunk.making both corners of Mommy Vira's lips smile so wide.