The Stupid of Laweyan's Shoulder

The Stupid of Laweyan's Shoulder
Chapter 27: The Meeting.


Sakha sat waiting in her motorcycle seat. The man waved his hand as he saw a girl coming out of the terminal door. The girl smiled, then approached him. Upon arriving before Sakha, the sweet girl kissed the back of her hand respectfully.


"Go home, right, Dek?" sakha asked as the girl sat in the splat.


"Yes, Mum."


Sakha drives her motorbike through the dusty streets that are rained down by the sun. As usual, the girl sitting behind him, talking at length told him what he did every day. Every now and then, Sakha chimed in on his sister's words.


It did not take long, Sakha's motorbike had stopped in front of the house.


"Oh yes, Mas. Village office, close what time?"


"Hour two, Deck. Why?"


"Someone I want to take care of, Mom."


"What do you want to be with?"


"Stay, Mas. I put the bag down first." Yumna gave a greeting and ran in.


"Not rest yet, Nduk?" ningsih asked when she saw her daughter coming, kissed the back of her hand, then left the house again with a map.


"No, Ma. Yuyum wants to go with Mas Sakha. Let's get the business done."


"Oh, jovice."


A few moments later, the two brothers arrived at the village office. All the servants there greeted Yumna, as the girl entered. Except for Mesha, who is not yet familiar.


"Mas, who is that? New officer?" yumna asked whispering to Sakha. The man nodded.


"Hello, Ma! The new mama, huh?" yumna asked without aling-aling to Mesha.


Mesha was surprised, then smiled and extended his hand.


"Mesha Indira, you?"


"Yumna, Mas Sakha's sister, this handsome one!" yumna answered, replying to Mesha's hand.


Yumna saw a circular object on Mesha's wrist. He felt familiar with that thing. But he can't remember it yet.


"I'm sorry for my sister's irreverence, Ma'am," said Sakha.


"It's okay, Mommy."


After passing from before Mesha, again Yumna whispered.


"The most beautiful employee I've ever seen, Mas. From Mas Sakha's gaze, I can see what's up ...."


Sakha shut Yumna's mouth.


"Don't be so damn curious, you little boy!" exciting Sakha.


Yumna removed Sakha's hand from her mouth, and pursed her lips.


"I'm a student, Mom! We're only four years old!" yumna Sudang.


"Brewle! Here, which one to take care of!"


Yumna thrust the map that had been held earlier. Then he turned to Mesha and looked at the girl.


"It's as pretty as that, I'm willing, '" Yumna chanted.


Sakha pinched Yumna's cheek gently.


"What the hell is that?"


"It hurts to know, Mom!" The girl stroked her cheeks in annoyance.


After Yumna's business was over, the girl went home alone without her brother. While Sakha, she returns to work.


"His sister's funny, huh, Mas?" chirp Mesha when working hours are over.


"Nyebelin, yes!" answer Sakha.


"I look at it, Mas. Sometimes lonely too, so just a child. I used to be envious to see my brother fighting fitting toys." Mesha laughed remembering his childhood.


"Mbak Mesha is a strange time, a time of envy of people who fight."


Mesha smiled and said goodbye to go home first.


Mesha waiting for an invitation from Bagas. Yet for nearly fifteen minutes, his father had not been seen at all. Again, he decided to walk to the house. As usual, Sakha waited for Mesha to be picked up, from a distance. When I saw the girl walking. Without hesitation, Sakha turned on her motorbike engine and walked up to the beautiful haired girl.


"Come, Ma'am. I'll just take it!"


"Duh, isn't it troublesome for Mas Sakha?"


Sakha starts riding her bike when Mesha is already sitting comfortably in the splint.


"Is it really okay, Mom?"


"It's okay, Ma'am. Just relax."


"By the way, to be honest. I don't feel good to be called Ma'am, the same Mas Sakha. For four years we are adrift and Mas Sakha is older than me. Next time, call me by name, Mum."


"Well, it's not polite to sound like that, ma'am."


Long enough they both argued alot about the call. But there were laughs and jokes in their debate.


"Thank you, Mum." Mesha came down from the bonfire and smiled sweetly.


Of course it makes Sakha's heart beat faster.


"No Mb—Mbak, uh, Deck."


Mesha laughs.


"Yes, Mas. Don't be forced, just as comfortable as you are." Mesha went inside the house after waving at Sakha.


As Sakha drove slowly, in an instant, she saw the mysterious man dressed in all black again not far from Mesha's house. He also peeked through the rearview mirror. But that figure is no longer visible. In fact, he also turned his head for a moment, but that figure had completely disappeared.


***


In Mesha's heart, there really wasn't the slightest taste towards the man he had been with lately. But he was afraid that his courtesy and hospitality were misunderstood. Although he often avoids the man, but somehow, the opportunity even often bring them together.


Mesha raised his hand and with another finger touched the bead bracelet that adorned his hand. He doesn't even know what Zayan's face is now, but he still misses him.


The ringing of the cell phone disperse the reverie of Mesha. Then the girl grabbed the box. The name Zafia appeared on the screen.


"Yes, Fi, what's wrong?" mesha asked after answering his greetings.


"Sha, tomorrow I don't go to college until the next few days. This is me at home. How about we go for a walk?"


"Mmmm .. but I work, Fi."


"Oh yes, forgot. Sorry, Sha."


"But it's okay, Fi. We can still play, wait for me to get home from work."


"Okay, sip! I'm waiting for."


***


Meanwhile, at Sakha's house, there was a small commotion. Yumna constantly teases her brother about the new clerk in the village.


"Mom, has Mas Sakha been coming home late lately?" yumna sela.


"Yes, Nduk."


"Hmmm, pantesan! There's a beautiful new employee there, ma'am!"


Sakha glared at Yumna, but the girl stuck out her tongue instead.


Ningsih laughed at the sight of her two children.


"Mom knows, too, Nduk. But that masmu insisted on waiting for you to finish college."


"When Yuyum also said back and forth to Mas Sakha you know, Mom. Nothing Mas Sakha married, college problems, Yuyum can really find a scholarship."


"Tuh, Le. Your sister's the same mother."


"Mother Yumna, don't worry. If it's time, Sakha's getting married, too."


"Mother just wants to see you have something to take care of, before mom ...."


Sakha clasped her mother's hand.


"Mom can't think macem. I'll live a long life and see Sakha get married, Mom. Sakha's sure."


Sakha smiled to calm her mother.


"Yes, Mas. Yuyum is willing to have a sister-in-law as beautiful as Mbak Mesha."


Sakha again pinched Yumna's cheek in a fit of anxiety.


"Start again!" chirps Sakha.


Connect ....


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