Love Raka
chapter. 6

Pov Raka's

"Yes, what's Brother?" Devina asked as she turned her body, her beautiful eyes constantly staring at me.

"Helms....!" I answered while pointing towards the helmet I was wearing.

"Oh, sorry, brother?" he replied that looked timid, then he took off his helmet and walked back towards me.

"It's okay, I go home first."

"Be careful, brother!" said Devina while Waving her hands then she continued her intention to enter the house.

After Devina came in, I started to restart my bike, then went home. On the way my heart felt flowery, happy, but somehow expressed that happiness, she said, because maybe this is how it feels to be in love, which cannot be inscribed with words, can only be felt in the chest.

The tring!

Arriving at the garage of the house, my phone rang.quickly I took the phone from the bag, then saw the contents of the message sent by Devina. At first I like to be lazy to turn on mobile notifications, because usually the only message sending is the operator and SMS fraud.even mother and father often advise that my phone notification is turned on, so that my phone notification is turned on, to be easy when they need something or just ask the news. But now the notification is always on every time, because it is always waiting for the person who has stayed in my heart to greet me.

"Have arrived yet, Don't forget to have lunch, brother...! later brother hurts," the contents in the message made both corners of my lips lift.

"Just arrived. who reminds you have eaten what yet?" my reply.

"Sudah dong, because before loving others, I must love myself."

"Who do you love?" reply me again.

"People who want to be loved what to love people who do not love us."

"I am, hehehe."

"Came on, big brother, really, really bad...!" avalanche Devina ends with a pouting emoticon.

"Whoever, if not brother, can't you love goats."

"Whether....! what are you doing there?" asked the voice of a woman who did not know where it came from. suddenly she asked like that, immediately I turned my gaze from the direction of the mobile phone screen towards the direction of the sound.

"Eh mama, where's Mah from?" I asked with a little hesitation to immediately put the phone in the bag, then approached the mother who was standing near her car. Asik replied to a message so I did not realize the existence of mother around me.

"Yes just came home from work, Raka, from where else.you did use daydreaming in the garage, while smiling like a person less spoonful," mother grumbled as she reached out for me to kiss her back.

"No, Raka is not daydreaming, Raka is just academic."

"Tumben-tumbenan ngadem outside, usually you prefer to sit at the computer desk while staring at the laptop screen." said Mother while pushing my body into the house.

"Once may mah."

"Who are you talking to again, from last night like it was serious?"

"No, Raka doesn't chat with anyone. Raka was just looking for inspiration for the book that Raka wrote." I replied evasively.

"Since when you've been good at lying, you know your suddenly weird attitude change like this."

The tring! trings! trings!

Suddenly the phone in my bag rang, indicating that there was one call coming in. "mah, Raka up first yes...!" pamitku while running up the stairs.

"Eat first, you'll get sick!"

"Later on, Raka is not hungry yet" I replied with a shout, because it was already in the doorway of the room.

"Where are you going, why don't you reply to my Whatsapp messages, Brother is angry?" devina asked who was scared that I was leaving her life.

"No, not angry. Brother was the entrance to the house."

"That means big brother's house huh, You're old brother really bales chat me?"

"No, said big is not right, but if you say small is not also. yes quite comfortable to stop by." answered me who frowned, yes I reply to the message a bit long, a long time, the feeling was that I was running up the stairs.

"Old kok?"

"Emang 3 minutes long huh?"

"For a long time Kak, 1 minute feels Sewindu, if you wait for news from the person who," said Devina did not continue the conversation.

"What's Devin?"

"There is, Uh brother. What's my sister eating yet?"

"Not yet, did you just enter the room?"

"Eat first dong, later Brother is sick. whereas I have reminded you!"

Finally the chat continued, discussing things that were not really fun to discuss, but when chatting with Devina, a person who was only a few days I knew him, the discussion of boring topics became very pleasant. I was very comfortable chatting for a long time with my Class Brother, when I had never done that, mobile phone just to ask for tasks or play games, but, but now the phone switched functions to be a connection between Me and Devina.

"Whether....! Raka....! you eat first, son....!" yelled mother from below.

"Raka is not hungry yet Mah...! later if you are hungry Raka eats alone," I replied by shouting anyway.

"From not eating, what do you do?" devina asked who heard my cry, But she also knew that I had not eaten because I called her.

"Yes already then, I want to take a shower continue to eat first yes, later we continue the chat."

"Not long brother?"

"Well, you spend most of your time bathing and eating, usually long or long?"

"I don't know, sister, I'm not a girl. So I don't know how men eat and bathe."

"Yes, I took a shower?"

"Don't...! If you take a bath, Devina chat with whom, You're at Devina's house alone, there's only the mbok if the driver is going to pick up the Father and Mama." reject Devina who makes me more curious to know the characteristics of a creature called a girl, because she told but she also refused.

The conversation continued until Azan Ashar was heard reverberating in the mosque, at first we wanted to disconnect the phone, want to carry out the obligation first, but it did not so, because the conversation was getting more and more very exciting.

The truck! the truck! the truck!

My bedroom door knocked, making me inevitably have to stop the call. "who....?" I asked as I stared at the door of the room.

"Father Raka, can Papa come in?"

"Oh papa, may sir, not be locked."

The door of my room opened, then entered the figure of a middle-aged man who was still complete Using his office uniform, wearing a shirt, with a circular tie around the neck, the man approached and sat on my bed.

"Why haven't you taken a shower, Raka's feeling is grown up, already in 2nd grade High School, not a Kindergarten anymore. yes bath time should also be told?"

"Oh sir, I'm lying."