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the kerjai

when I opened my eyes I saw the clock showing at 7. Huahhhhh I yawned, rubbed my two heavy eyes and forced my tired body to get out of bed....

at the dinner table it was all ready and neat, only I was the last and still messy

"the slob..new wake up and take a shower.."

Wrap Raka's mas while covering my nose

I just grinned, it felt like my body was still tired and powerless

"yes yes, you're a good-looking mama.not yet bathed.."

Little Naya is following me

They seemed familiar, Naya sitting on the lap of Gendhis.

Raka has been married 7 years but until now has not had a baby, the results of the doctor's tests show their condition is normal all, maybe God has not given confidence in them

"you don't work yu?"

ask Gendhis while feeding Naya

"dak mbak, I plan to buy some clothes for work"

"all of us walk the road yuk, mumpung again in Indonesia"

mbak Gendhis made an interesting offer

"okay......"

who answered even mas Raka with a mouth full of food

"ye...emang who invites mas..people want to walk three streets..special girls ..."

My heart made Raka a manyun

Naya and Mbak Gendhis laughed amusedly at Raka's manyun mas but still chewed his food

"you go to Raka's office, while you handle Ayu's duties in the office while you're in Jogja"

My father came to defend us and made me smile with joy

Finished eating we immediately ready our plan to go to the mall first shopping after that want to go to some places to have fun

By Edo we headed to one of the largest J-Walk mall in Jogja

"ma, can Naya buy a doll?"

"by dong dear...Naya can buy whatever Naya likes, budhe who deals."

Ma'am Gendhis did not want to lose, even he was like his mother Naya, maybe because he had long wanted to have children

"hole.later Naya want to buy ice cream yah budhe"

Seru Naya girang

"okay...."

I smiled at their familiarity, mbak Gendhis really motherly, the proof Naya nempel continued as long as there was a budhe at home

Naya looks very happy on the road to the mall because indeed during her papa house she has never been invited to the mall, let alone to the mall to the minimarket only never

"there's a budhe game...Naya wants to play"

Naya pointed to a time zone crowded with young children

"yuk, you choose your own clothes just yeah, let me invite Naya to play the game"

Mbak gendhis always obeyed Naya's request, I was also training in fact, Naya jumping excited to see many game arenas for young children

"yes Ma'am..later when I'm done follow up there..."

I immediately rushed to the fashion outlet that provided the work clothes

It feels like I have not been shopping for a long time.do not buy expensive clothes, because during the Novan mas house that I wear every day only the negligee was only purchased from the traditional market near home.

I chose some clothes stels with different colors, some briefcases, and some work shoes as well

mmmm..what's more well, muttered in my heart, I circled the outlet up several times, saw the look and chose to choose again

"yu..kamu here too"

Someone patted me on the back

"aunty anya..."

sapaku while kissing the hands of Arga's mother, a typical Javanese greeting

" who are you shopping for..sama?

"iya tan, I'm looking for clothes for cooperation mbak Gendhis also Naya, they to the timezone"

my answer explained, Aunt Anya is indeed a very friendly person, she also does not mind me who already has children, is really a dream candidate-in-law

"what is aunt looking for?..tante himself?

I asked for a stale base

" aunty wants to buy a work shirt for Arga"

"make Arga...."

I repeated the word aunt

" yes yuk, Arga is a lazy person if asked to shop, even though for his own needs"

"oooo"

I'm a mangosteen understand

"try please choosein yuk, if you choose surely Arga likes....."

"i'm aunt.."

My master pointed at myself

"yes.sometimes if the aunt who chooses does not fit, he said the model of the era dululah, rich father, tacky..kamu help aunty choose for Arga well.."

I nodded slowly, although I actually doubted, I did not know what kind of taste Arga, I was afraid to say bad taste or as Auntie Anya mentioned earlier

We chose a few suits that seemed elegant and simple

"That's!"

Suddenly Auntie shouted to Arga

" aunty call..."

"yes yuk, Arga was here behind aunty.where well, aunty want to tell him to try first, the size fits or not"

I gulped a rough spit.real.ada Arga.

"where did the boy go, tell him"

Aunty Anya crabbing looking for Arga, I went berserk looking for him

"tante telfon was yuk, where's this kid"

I just kept quiet to see Aunt Anya who was busy contacting her son through a handphone

"here he comes.you try there clothes that Ayu chose"

Anya Aunty orders Arga, Arga's facial expression is ordinary, flat and calm, even I am so nervous and awkward

"have you tried the clothes you bought?"

"oh, not yet auntie"

You also try yuk there, let auntie see

coming out of the dressing room Arga was outside wearing the black suit I had chosen, he looked so elegant and....

Well Arga is handsome, his body pistur is also good no wonder that many women like to gawk when looking at his face

"here yuk.here.."

Anya's aunt pulled my hand telling me to stand beside Arga and look at us from top to bottom

"doesn't fit well tan?"

I asked to see Aunya's aunt's gaze like that

Arga turned his gaze towards me watching me from top to bottom

"yes, really bad taste"

Arga cried to me to see me wearing a suit that looks too big I wear

"please get me the one in the mannequin tell me to try"

"well.it's a really good fit"

Excited aunt Anya excited to see the clothes chosen Arga I wear, a black skirt suit over the knee with a blend of white blazer. Her aunt twisted my body like a toy doll, her eyes sparkling with pleasure

After choosing some clothes and others we came out of the store with a large amount of luggage.and of course it was the duty of men to carry groceries.

"yuk aunty thirsty, later choose the clothes earlier, we eat first yuk"

Take aunty Anya who I have not yet assented but have already pulled my hand into one of the restaurants, actually I want to refuse because I want to have lunch together mbak Gendhis and Naya

After putting Arga's groceries out of the restaurant without saying goodbye to us, maybe he's going the same way as me, I thought

"do you want to pesen what yuk?"

"uh...mmmm..ltante.....me...."

"if you are confused, aunty who is cool"

I nodded resignedly, actually I want to refuse the invitation to eat Aunt Anya because I want to eat with Naya also mbak Gendhis, but it is very difficult to express it

Arriving from outside Arga came by carrying Naya and followed by Gendhis, I was shocked but also happy

"you didn't say the hell yuk, if you want to eat here, I'm the same Naya nyari to your shirt shop already no"

the Gendhis protest

"eh..iya, sorry mbak, just accidentally met with aunt Anya..."

my eyes were fixed on Arga who was carrying Naya like she was familiar

"mama, I want esklim..."

"yes baby we're ice cream pesen yah"

I feel awkward myself, there is Arga and Aunt Anya, fortunately there are mbak Gendhis who are friendly and good at making chat materials

Sister Gendhis and aunt Anya are very familiar, they have laughed together and Naya is also very comfortable in the lap of mbak Gendhis, for me she is a perfect woman, beautiful, pinter, friendly, easy to get along...

Me and Arga were just enjoying our food

"wah, it's already afternoon well aunt..."

"iya ndhis, when it feels like a little while, aunt still wants to chat with you"

They are really cool with their conversation

"yeah let's go home, Arga please take mama's pesenan, pia cake that mama used to buy"

" just go home ma"

Reply Arga remains flat

"will be different directions, the mama pesennya deket mallioboro, which is a regular place is full keep"

"la trus"

"you take the same ayu, because it's quite a lot of pesenan mama, let mama in anterin with Gendhis"

Without asking for our approval, the two of them went out holding Naya...

There seems to be a conspiracy here

"why is the road closed"

Arga grout when our vehicle was about to pass through the mallioboro area road

"mas..mas...what's up, why is the road closed?"

ask the parking attendant who is standing on the side of the road

"oh, this is common mbak, if it's Sunday night, only in the pedestrian open only.."

I forgot that today is Saturday, and now it is 5 pm, the beaches are closed

"where is the shop?"

I asked Arga

"at the end of the street entrance a little alley"

"hahhh.the end of the road..."

It is far away.in my heart.

"let's go for it"

We parked in front of the hotel and decided to walk

Not far away but gapapa itung itung street afternoon look for the wind....

The typical atmosphere of mallioboro has begun to feel, young people who are wiri heroes, the typical hawker sellers of jogja, many foreign tourists, too, the air is also fresh as the area is closed for vehicles and pedestrians only

we walked slowly while enjoying the atmosphere more and more rame, the hustle and bustle of street musicians began to fill all the way before night

And more and more visitors, most couples who want to spend the night together

The streets are getting crowded and getting slower because of the number of people. Arga took my hand because the more tiled, I myself was also a little difficult because I had to crimp with other visitors

I stopped for a while to see dancers accompanied by traditional angklung music, unique and quite entertaining

I like the traditional stuff

Arga pulled my hand

"our goal is still far away"

Arga pulled me back to his goal wide stride and quickly made me half-run following him

"priced.stop..stop..."

I said with a breath ngos an, because it followed his steps too fast

"the place we're headed is still far away"

"i'll just wait here...."

I said while bending my breath

"just fine.don't spoil it"

Arga pulled my hand back forcing me to walk which for me was not walking, but running small because the steps were very wide and fast

"STOOOOOOP...."

Shouts I let go of Arga's hand, I really ngos ngos.

I sat straightening my legs on the sidewalk that was not so rame.

"don't overdo it..."

I still scream with breath

"all right, I'm staying here, please go home by myself."

Arga cried upset to leave me exhausted sitting on the side of the road

"fucking basics...."

Want to not want me to follow his steps, I take off my heels that make my feet hurt to walk. Arga's steps are getting faster, I'm falling far behind. I'm really upset

"RICE......"

My scream ran and jumped on his back like a child asking in his father's cradle

"what the heck yuk, ashamed to know.."

"the bodo period.I'm tired..."

I shouted firmly holding his shoulders and neck

"everyone saw us"

" don't care.I'm tired anyway"

I scream like a possessed man

I saw Arga's face flushed in shame as many were looking at and laughing at us

"dasar crazy"

Finally Arga resigned to carry me to the destination, his sturdy body will not be felt when carrying me who is not much...

Arriving at our destination was made very surprised and upset because it turned out Anya aunt did not order anything..that was just the reason to make us spend the night of the week with😓😓.

It turns out we're in the works .....

Want to be angry but parents ⁇ ️️