Tell a Story About Us
part 8's

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Now Bina is sitting in the blue Vespa that belongs to Irgi. Closing his eyes enjoyed the cool night air that hit his face.

No conversation made them open their voices. There was only the sound of their vehicles speeding slowly and the sound of other vehicles accompanying their journey.

Bina is too tired today. After a vacation, his body became weak from doing nothing. Bina just collapsed, and did a little homework. And today his body that has been weak because it does not move, must be surprised by exhausting activities. It is undeniably fun, but after completion, it just feels in the body.

While Irgi's house was, Bina refrained from feeling exhausted so as not to bother, and continued to respond to their chatter politely, even though it was very tiring. But without a doubt he also thanked them. Treat him well, and feed him free, with that in addition to frugality Bina also does not need to cook for dinner.

The young man before him did not open his voice either. Maybe he also felt what Bina felt. Tired of his activities today. Moreover, he is a member of the osis, of course Irgi departs early from Bina, and comes home later than the MPLS students are repatriated.

Bina opened her eyes, looking at the street scene full of beautiful lights, smiling. Inhaling air containing oxygen mixed with dust and pollution, in. Playing his hand that was on Irgi's shoulder slowly.

The young man in front of him was just silent, focused on driving, running his bike slowly. Bina is happy with the way Irgi drives, it makes them longer on the road, and makes them longer and enjoy the atmosphere now. Take a break in this way, making them feel better.

Before long, they had arrived at their destination. Bina got off the bat, took off the helmet she was wearing, gave it to the owner.

"Thank you brother, stop by?" No, it's just a pleasantries.

Irgi shook his head in response. The young man was still sitting on his bike, wearing a helmet. He standardizes his motor, changing his sitting position sideways facing Bina.

"Do you want to get into basketball?" The young man asked.

Bina turned her face away, nodding her head slowly.

"Why?"

"I just want to." Reply Bina, his view leads to the ground, trees, and whatever it is, as long as it does not look at Irgi.

"There must be a reason. Papa says you don't want to get married, but you finally want to go to school in the city, you go to school in the city because of basketball, right?" Irgi length width.

"Not that. One reason, I'm the same mom."

"One of them? You have another reason, right?" The young man looked at Bina lekat. "Can you tell me why?"

Bina still turned her gaze, reluctant to look at the young man before her. Although Irgi's tone was soft, there was no high intonation, and no harsh words came out of his mouth, but the domineering aura of Irgi made Bina a little afraid of this young man. Do not know why, but Bina felt, this young man hidapannya was someone who could not be opposed. With her gentle tone alone Irgi managed to make herself like this, Bina could not imagine what if this young man was angry.

"Bina, the reason you have something to do with me. I deserve to know." The young man was still staring at Bina. He must know what the reason for Bina to accept their match. However, it has to do with him, his future. He would definitely keep asking Bina something similar one day. Either by itself or Bina herself tells her, which she must know. Perhaps also, even though he knew it himself, he would continue to demand that Bina tell him, because he would continue to be curious and want Bina to say it herself.

Irgi sighed, when he saw Bina shaking her head. He put on his helmet again, started his bike, prepared to leave.

"Come in, I'm saying goodbye." Irgi wants to run his bike.

"Next Irgi also know." Bisik Bina slowly. But it still sounded in Irgi's ear.

Irgi nodded his head, starting to run the motor died Bina who was still standing down in her place.

Bina sighed, turning around inside her hostel. After closing the door, Bina fell silent, looking around. He looked at the kitchen, walked slowly there, he saw the kitchen, it was clean and neat, the work of Irgi's hands.

Bina remembered Irgi's question. He had to tell the young man why. But Bina herself doubted the reason would be underestimated and laughed at. His mother and father did not even know the reason. Does the young man deserve to know? His own parents never told him.

Bina smiled faintly, touching the plate that Irgi touched this afternoon to wash. The young man's hands were very tight. Bina did not see Irgi washing the dishes, but just before coming home from Irgi's house, he and the young man washed the dishes together, and Bina saw how Irgi's big hand took the plate from his hand for rinsing. Irgi looks like Kardi, diligently washing dishes, even in their home there is a dishwasher picket schedule. Unlike the house Bina, cardi who will wash the dishes and will Bina help as much as possible.

Remembering that, he missed his father, how was the man? Is he healthy? He is still superior. What about his mother, he also misses his cooking. Apin's? Has it grown big. Ah Bina like they haven't seen them for a year, but only a week apart.

Bina turned again towards her room. Open the door to the room, slowly. Suit saw the mattress, he hurriedly closed the door, running to throw himself on the mattress. Bina tried to resist the urge to fall from the Irgi family home.

Bina rolled over putting herself as comfortable as possible on the mattress. Hugging the bolster, opening his phone, resting his body and mind. Eliminating her thoughts about Irgi, Bina opened the contacts on her phone pressing the call button, on her father's name.

"Dad's assalamualaikum." Say Bina when the call is connected.

"Waalaikum salam, Bin, how are you?" Cardi turns regular calls into video calls.

"Well dad, how's dad?" Bina asked, she smilingly looked at her father's face that filled the screen.

"Okay, your father you're so cuaks." Kardi put on her sad face.

Bina rolled her eyes, hearing the last word her father said. "I miss you too, which mother?" Bina.

"So, no cuaks."

"Ck, Dad, what mother?" Bina was annoyed to see her father now turning his cell phone camera in the opposite direction from her face.

"Now your mother." Kardi gave her cell phone to the wife who had just come to him.

"Hello ibuu, Bina kangen really tauuu." Bina turned her body until now her position was down, looking at the face of the mother who was now smiling behind the layer.

"Hello, I'm missing too, how's it going?"

"Well mom, how's mom?"

"Well, how's it going there? Tastier? Or how? Don't stay up and watch Drakor." Lilis pointed her index finger towards the layer.

"No ma'am, where is Apin?" Bina diverted the conversation.

"Well he sleeps mah, you how the school, he said the first day of school, right, how?"

Bina continued to smile looking at the layer of her phone, which revealed the faces of both her parents. Share their misses with each other.

IL - IT'S A

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