Sacred In Stain
What's up with me ?

Chapter 26. What's up with me?

“Thank you, already fulfilled the dinner invitation at my house. Aloisa keeps whining to invite you, Farhana also the others come to dinner here. Want to show off the results of his cooking course that has just been lived for one month. More precisely, you were made guinea pigs by my wife,” Ghaisan said half a whisper as his wife went to the kitchen to pick up a pot of herbal tea to enjoy together. Ghaisan and Aloisa were married three months ago, warmly.

Aloisa Megara Wisesa, the dermatologist who used to look tomboyish, is currently actively studying to become a Muslimah after being the wife of Ghaisan. Ghaisan the young police officer who was known to be honest and devout since Yudhistira knew him in his international school dormitory, when both studied in high school in one of the prestigious schools of the Capital. From Ghaisan, Yudhisthira learned a lot to deepen religious knowledge, until they became close friends until now.

“But to be honest, pelecing kale salting.” Yudhistira whispered back, chuckling together before being discovered by the master who was the topic of conversation.

“What whispers are you? Suspicious.” Aloisa who re-emerged grumpy memicing. As usual, she sometimes forgot her barbarity, but she had promised to be a more meek wife under Farhana's direction.

“Yes, Bang Yudhis also did whispers with Pak AKP. Remember, the AKP already has one. Later begged Doctor Loi just know taste.” A cute girl in a black hood chimed in and giggled with Farhana. Farhana is a cousin of Ghaisan who works as a teacher of religious education subjects at a High School.

The name of the cute girl is Syafa, the younger brother of Farhana. Frequent pleasantries implied his interest in Yudhistira. They have known each other since Yudhis decided to pursue a career in Parahyangan earth. Yudhis never took him seriously, only taking him as a brother.

“Nake it, I'm still normal!” Yudhishthira tiptoed away from Ghaisan, inviting boisterous laughter full of warmth there.

“Doctor of my heart, must not suudzon,” Ghaisan gently said to Aloisa, shifting his seat closer to his wife. Ghaisan is a strict person on the outside, especially the profession is a police officer. However, when he was with his wife he was a gentle figure, not hesitating to persuade and seduce Aloisa too sweet, which sometimes makes the surrounding harrumphed and grimaced.

“But the face of Mas mimic like a clothesline is not dry, musty smell,” protest Aloisa, advancing his lips a few inches.

“Don't monyong so. The hijab so begging,” Ghaisan tidied up the hijab of the wife, melting the bend of Aloisa's face that was sour to be blushed.

“Oh yes, what do you think my cooking was? I asked for an honest riview yes!” exacting. “Soal if asked my husband not to be trusted, always say everything is delicious, even sweet tea is wrong I love salt he said delicious.”

Inevitably everyone chose to give an honest review on demand rather than an interview along the way memories that more closely resemble this interrogation never ended. Their conversation eroded time until late. I don't feel like the time indicator is already pointing to the number ten.

Yudhistira prepared to go home, to the garage of the house Ghaisan escorted by the host and Syafa who followed.

“Ck, already have a wife!” Yudhis clucked lazily.

“Come dong, Bang Yudhis is also a marriage hunt, so that it is not traded directly with Bang Ghaisan. Who has a crush even though many, waiting to be confirmed. Unfortunately, it continues to be. Including me.” Shafa who followed interrupted the conversation. His interested tone sounded loud.

“Hey, young children do not think of marriage just yet. Focus on learning right. So that the GPA is not blocked,” said Yudhistira giggled amusedly, then said hello and darted away from there, leaving Syafa who pursed his lips tingled.

“Ish, I'm not a kid!” the upset.

The streets of Bandung tonight are quite dense. Yudhistira drove his black car at a moderate speed. The drizzle began to descend, landing gently wet the windshield. The wiver is turned on, moving in harmony fulfilling its task of pulling over the water blocking the view.

Across the city square, his right foot that stepped gently on the gas pedal gradually swallowed without being told. Stop the car about five meters away from the drive area of the fast food restaurant that he often visited.

“Why do I remember continuing the same puffed-up boy named Afkar every time he passed here? If I buy a toy and I send it to his house, even worried that the parents of the child are offended,” he said worried for himself.

Wrestled for a moment with his mind. Yudhishthira tried to get rid of the ongoing concern that came uninvited it. refocused on his goal to go home, so that he could get home soon, wanting to rest his tired forced.

The vehicle was again driven, plus its speed after observing the current was also quieter than before. However, when his eyes glimpsed like catching the figure of the mother of a small child who lately often swirled in his head, the brakes were stepped on suddenly. Yudhis almost hit the sidewalk.

Looking back, looking at the spot where he had been was like looking at the boy's mother. Namely around the rows of palm trees that beautify the side of the road. Frowning when he found no one there. Yudhis rubbed his face rough, leaning his head. Realizing he must have just wrongly seen, the impact of continuing to remember the two people he had delivered home.

“What's wrong with me? Why does the figure of mother and child continue to disturb my mind?”

Seriate.

Come on, Bang Yudhis why are you eh 😳?