CLBK (My ex, my husband)
CLBK #5

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Flashbacks....

It's been a few days after my 2nd meeting with Mas Al. We only communicate by phone and text. At first nothing special. Interest arises because of daily communication.

Today is tuesday. Mas Al is coming to see me at the dorm today. Deg2an. Just this first time there is a guy who PDKT to aq. During school years I never tasted the name dating. Just friendship. My brown skin, pas2an face makes men not interested in me. Maybe it's my own perception.

My kling.hp reads an incoming sms

" Deck, mas is in front of a small house. Can out? " i read the text from Mas Al.

"Oh my God, he has come. What clothes should I wear? All my clothes are just jeans and long-sleeved shirts. There's nothing special about my shirt2. Because aq is known to tomboy. The veil I'm wearing is an instant veil. Not the quadrilateral." My inner.

" wait a minute. Look at the upstairs window of the mas" I typed in a text reply.

Aq slips my head in the window lt.2. Our eyes meet. I wave my hand.

I texted him back "wait, there's still something to take care of for a while"

I finally decided to keep my usual jeans and long-sleeved t-shirt with a backstrap hood. Aq went down the stairs and met him in front of the small house. He sat next to Mas Al.

" i'm sorry I waited so long" I said

" not long" he said

I saw her performance tonight. Looks like he just got home from the office. Tp still looks handsome with black jeans and blue shirt with sleeves rolled up to elbows. I saw the sweat. The city of Surabaya is hot...

" Dek, em...would you mind my boyfriend? "

Her word arrived2

" what? What did she say?!" Ask shock.

Aq shot guy...Oh my God.this is the first time.my heart is beating fast.

Mas Al repeated his word2.

" Will you be my girlfriend? " ask again.

We looked at each other. Quite a while I was silent while looking at him. Is he honest? Benar2 wants to date me?

" em's...Aq mau, tp we just go dl. Aq msh blm understands what is called love. I've never been dating before." I said at last and I bowed my head.

" it's okay, I can understand it. What matters now is we're dating dl. Feel comfortable with each other" he said.

Mas Al held my hand. In front of me a lot of dormitory residents passing by. Here it is common for someone to date. His name is all young people. I saw Mas Al take out his phone and change the name of my contact on his phone to "My dear"

Aq smiled looking at him. It's my turn to change her name in my phone contact, "My Honey". She smiled to see me.

We both talked about things2 that we like or do not like. Laugh together. Aq comfortable with it. Is this what you call dating?

Every Tuesday and Thursday Mas Al always come to the dormitory. Date me even though I'm not out of my way 2. Because my college schedule is solid and also the 2nd task is endless.

I've been dating Mas Al for 4 months. Today is my birthday. He took me to the movies. Just this time I'm out of my way with him.

" Yank, are you ready? Aq was under "he said on the phone

" it's Love.ntar lg down." I answered with berbung2.

Aq went down the stairs and smiled seeing him already on his motorcycle. I shook his hand and kissed the back of his hand. Since we dated it was a routine if we met.

We drove across the street from Surabaya. The streetlights at night illuminate my journey. I stretched my hand to the belly of the field. Mas Al held my hand with his left hand. And his right hand held the steering wheel. A gust of night wind hit my face 15 minutes to arrive at a mall. Mas Al parked his motorcycle in the basement parking lot.

" Let's walk" he said as he held my hand tightly.

Aq smiled and set foot with him towards XXI cinema inside the mall. He chose a watch at 19:15 so that he would not return home at night. The boarding gate will be closed at 11 p.m. If more than that paati must climb the fence or through the narrow fence sidelines2 so that bs enter the dormitory.

Buy a ticket and go straight to the cinema. His name is a courtship person, sitting a little sideways, secluded. Haha...😂

Aq and Mas Al sit on the bench F 14 and 15. Pretty good spot.

" Yank, tumben today you wear a rectangular veil and a tunic? " said

" mang why? Don't like? Klo gt tomorrow2 aq wear kayak shirts usually aja. "my answer is a bit sewot

" no, you're prettier like this and look feminine."

" oooo, jd klo aq wear a shirt not beautiful?"

" not gt...km so sensitive today? Ok2. Don't talk about it anymore. Watch a movie. It's starting to." End of the conversation.

Why are you sensitive tonight? Must be PMS. Huhhhh..

Mas Al held my hand throughout the film. Sometimes he pecks the back of my hand. My heart ripples. Is this what it feels like to be dating?

" Happy birthday, my dear." she said, peeping at my cheek.

" do you know my birthday love? Thank you." I said with a happy smile.

" this is a gift for km. Here I put up" he said, taking out a box that turned out to be a necklace. The pendant has engraved the letters A and E.

" do you like it?" Ask

" so nice.makasih.." I peeked his right cheek. And Mas Al pecked at the top of my head.

" yes tomorrow he said he would go home? I'll just drive you home."

" yes love.nti while I know my mother's father." I said

" tomorrow I pick up at 15 pm yes.so the next morning aq still have an appointment to meet the client" he said while riding his motorcycle.

Mas Al works in one of the private companies in Surabaya. He's a civil engineering graduate. Jd his work ttg building2 gt.

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The clock shows at 13. Aq siap2 packing and put some clothes into my backpack. My room was already deserted because Karin, Nurul and Dian had been home since morning. Friday the palkam...

Aq is finished packing. Waiting for Al to pick up. I lay down my body on the bed. Soon my phone rang, from Mas Al.

" Yank. Aq is ahead. I'll wait in the dorm parking lot..."

" yes love. Ntar is down. I am ready."

Aq came down and was very happy to see her handsome face and her smile. I kissed the back of her hand and she kissed me back. It feels flowering2 and comfortable, mixed. But there's something different, where's the bike?

" love, we take the bus? " tanyaku.

" not really, " he answered.

" trus up what? Don't bring a motorcycle?" I asked lg

" not sayanku.aq take my car. Comein. Dah afternoon. Let's get home not a really good night." He said while clutching his waist.

My body stiffens. Aq was never on my waist like a guy though. Tp though aq surprised tp happy and comfortable. As if 2 aq will not be released.

Mas Al opened the car door for me. Comfortable family car. Aq sat beside him. He drives and focuses on the road.

" love, why did we first meet on the bus? " many

" oh that's because the car was used by my brother." Answer

" this is an old man's car km?"

" no, this is my own car. Aq will not trouble my parents because they have raised aq selflessly." Obviously, occasionally looking at me.

4 Hours drive finally arrived at my house. My parents welcomed Mas Al well. There is no rejection or a tense face when dealing with it. My father talked like he did with his own son.

" What kind of work is Al? " ask my father.

" civil engineering sir" he replied

The conversation between my father and Mas Al didn't last long. Aq invites mas Al to dinner at home. Aq take it rice and side dishes. He eats with gourmand.

" i haven't eaten home-cooked food in a long time." He said while chewing

" love slowly2 eat it. How many years did you meet your parents? " tanyaku.

Aq does know more about his parents and his brother2. Because his parents live in Papua. They're transmigration. And mas Al dl studied in the city of Malang as well as his brother and sister2. They are 4 brothers.

Finish eating mas Al pamit return to Malang. He already has a home there. In Surabaya he is indekost.

" on Sunday afternoon I picked up Yank." he said.

" yes.hati2 on jln.." I wave my hand. Her lips disappeared from my sight in a fork near the house.