My Beloved Perjaka
Bothering Abhimanyu

"Eh, Abi." I smiled clumsyly.

"You're here, you're dating again?" ask pleasantries.

Obviously they're on a date, Bella. Both with hands. Didn't see you? Ah, so remember my teenage years. Around the mall while holding hands, katawa-ketiwi to forget themselves.

"What's my motor, Tant?" sahut Abhimanyu.

"Ta, you know?" his girl was astonished. Her boyfriend's aunt, hahaha.

I smiled, and since I was wearing an off shoulder shirt with open shoulders, I removed my long wavy hair from the front of my chest.

Don't lose sexy, Bella.

"Know, Ta. He who almost hit me yesterday until permission not to go to school." Abhimanyu looked grunting.

"Well bad, so it's aunt who made us cancel the high school graduation convoy. Where it ends it rarely meets again. Ah.. stale," Abhimanyu's girlfriend throttled.

"Aunty, didn't you apologize yesterday, really, Abi still has a grudge against Auntie?" ask me sadly, how not, just want me to buy a gift, even now nagging. Don't know if I don't feel good about you either, ah. I took a deep breath.

"I have no grudge, just my bike how Auntie. Mama said, still in the polishing. When will it be?"

"Tap–Abi, I called his workshop brother. Now again the finishing stage let's be cute, smooth again so. Just be patient."

I stroked his shoulder but it was only in my imagination.

"Really?" asked Abhimanyu as if he could not believe it.

"He'eh." I'm nodding. "Want me to call his brother?" I'm really asking him to believe.

"No need." Abhimanyu flipped his baseball cap, "i'll wait at home tomorrow!"

Gee. My eyes immediately widened. Got an invitation to play, good.

"What the hell, Ta?" his girlfriend said while removing his hand from Abhimanyu's hand.

"motorcycle, Ta. What the hell do you think?" Abhimanyu hid his hand in his baseball jacket pocket. Ahaaa, I think Abhimanyu likes baseball.

"Elo kayak ngarep Aunty is playing to the house you know not. Pake waiting for everything."

Hahaha, Abhimanyu chuckled. Her laugh was so good to hear. Totally different from the laughter of papi Narendra, false, it is so that laughter is not sincere.

"Gue just wait for my bike back, besides my knee has healed. I miss my favorite ride and I don't have to wear pink plaster!" urai Abhimanyu as he turned around, walking, his girlfriend followed after glaring at me.

"Such a style, anyway." I muttered then followed their steps by slightly accelerating my pace.

"I'm coming with dong, Auntie who's buying."

"No need! Disturb elo, Tant."

I ran small, arghhh, my hand held up until my tote bag flew along with my body falling to the floor so dramatically.

"Thususahin me again, every time I meet make it difficult just elo, Aunt." rutuk Abhimanyu, his face shows what he said. Sebel.

I extended my hand to my sprained leg. It hurts to know, the pain exceeds the divorce trial.

Abhimanyu crouched down with a flat face. His hand took off my high heels heartlessly and put them beside me.

"Other times if you want to chase people please remember what shoes, Auntie. And— oh please forget this classic saying that a good pair of shoes will lead to a beautiful place."

I know it. But Abhimanyu can you understand that my height is only 158 cm. I'm not a model, I can't rival Deborah's height if I don't wear high heels. Understand the competition among the women around papi Narendra.

I gulped, my eyes circling around. "Abi, please Auntie's bag."

"I don't know who flies."

"Queen of drama." sneers Abhimanyu's girlfriend. "Ta, we can be late to see the movie." he said while pulling Abhimanyu's jacket from behind.

"Awhile, Ta. There is this difficult man." - Sarge Abhimanyu, his words seemed to squeeze my heart. I'm not good looking anymore, I'm not good right now if you want to know. Why am I telling the same boy? What benefits can I reap from this nineteen-year-old.

"Straighten her legs!" Abhimanyu snapped his finger at my big toe. "And your tears, Auntie. Shamefully."

I swept my face with embarrassment and pulled the dripping snot. I see, Abhimanyu inched backwards following the size that my feet were carefully straightening.

"You want to be in a fire?" I was frightened by Abhimanyu's strange smile. His smile was like a tomato. Tasteless and a little wry.

"You want to be in some other place?" repeated Abhimanyu while massaging my legs, the gentle and careful touch of his hands gave me goosebumps, but fortunately I had waxed my feet.

"Unfortunately there's no standard P3K here, Auntie. So sori kalo—"

I screamed in pain as he greeted my ankle bones with a quick movement.

"Sick, Abi." I said as I slapped him on the shoulder. "It hurts." my scolding.

Abhimanyu rubbed his hands on his black jeans as he moved.

"Stand up and find Aunt's own bag." Abhimanyu pointed towards the back, five meters from where I fell.

"Yes" I nodded my head. "But help."

My hands stretched out, for a moment, I could reach into Abhimanyu's eyes. He looks upset but on one hand something else is easy to understand. He's sensitive.

Abhimanyu grabbed my hand, grabbed it and pulled me, as if to me who was in a mood of despair, he was pulling me from the darkness into the light.

"Udah right? Bye." Abhimanyu waved his hands accompanied by a voice of cynical ruckus smoothly from Abhimanyu's girlfriend. "Report, Ta. Ten minutes to start the movie. Why the hell elo the same attention aunty?"

"Human." Abhimanyu shrugs his girlfriend's shoulder while riding the escalator.

I tried to trace the floor with my legs sprained with an amused expression of embarrassment. Embarrassed since then people seliweran while looking at this incident.

"Udah's not sick, uh. Heal, o Abi your talent to be a masseuse."

I limped to my tote bag in the security guard and brought it to me.

"Thank you, sir."

"Together."

I turned around, swept my high-heeled shoe bag and boarded the escalator barefoot. I still want to spend time at the mall on my day off work. And trailing Abhimanyu to the movies was his goal.

"Sister. One ticket was the same near my sister." I lied to the cashier at the cinema and pointed to Abhimanyu who bought pop corn. "Click, she can't be together, said the mama is dangerous!"

"Please, brother. Pocket three." I nodded and paid for the ticket. As I walked towards counter three while reading the entrance ticket. My heart was pounding.

"Why watch the horror movie Abhimanyu! If I were to doubt. I'm scared."

"Come on in!"

My body was immediately pushed slowly into a dimly lit room that was making a thunderous sound. The little ticket I held with my shoelaces and my tote bag in sambar at once.

"Bother."

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