The Bujang Lapuk
Oops! Deh

"Za!" Bian approached Za who was sitting in front of the TV.

"What, Mas?" sahut Za without distracting him from the laptop screen. "Say she's going with Alya? Not been?" tanyanya.

Bian threw himself beside Za. "Alya wants to do his job" said the man.

Za chuckled. "Prophey, Mas. 2 more years Alya could be a full housewife. Without having to think about his college duties."

"So what's the plan, Mas? Mas Bian wants to go back to Kalimantan or stay here" asked Za again.

Bian's long breath was heard. It was seen that Za's cousin was devastated. "Reverse again but not for long. I want to resign. Mas Bian is not strong if you have to LDR," said Bian.

"Keep Mas Bian want to work here?"

"No. Want to open a business. Join Fadhil."

Za sloughed. Bian's answer really surprised him. It was good that they talked for so long last night. Apparently there was a serious discussion without Za's knowledge.

"Why do you refuse Fadhil, Za?"

"Did?!" Za was surprised to get a sudden question from Bian.

"Fadhil said what's the same Mas Bian?" ask Za to answer Bian's question.

"Bulek said," replied Bian.

Za didn't say. He looked back at his laptop even though his mind was floating around looking for a reasonable answer for Bian. Where might he say if Fadhil's age is too old. Or because he had caught Fadhil on the street with a woman who turned out to be his nephew. Bian would definitely lecture him at length just like his mother. Bian already believes in working with Fadhil. It means Bian also believes that Fadhil is a good man. Because it is the truth. Moreover, Fatma also had intended to introduce Za with Fadhil, then Za must believe if 99.9 percent Fadhil is a good man. Where could his friend have knocked him.

"Not quite yet, Mas." replied Za without turning his head.

"What's the same reg?"

Za moved her finger away from the keyboard and leaned back. From his tone, Bian was wanting to have a serious talk with him.

"Paklek and Bulek it is impossible to introduce you to men without first finding out his background, Za. They can't just hand over the girl to just anyone."

Za gave a rough sigh. Bian's words are exactly the same as Fatma's.

"So Mas Bian agreed that Za was with Fadhil? Or because there are frills to cooperate with him?"

"Astaghfirullahal. You're too su'udzon. Mas Bian agrees because you don't want to find the right person later."

Za did not answer. The more pressed, the more dizzy he will become. All support Fadhil, then who is on his side.

"Not knowing, Mom. Dizziness me," replied Za who was in a deadlock.

"Just go, yuk!" take it to Bian.

"God! This guy's husband!"

Za also scowled. It's hard to take Bian now. That cousin of hers would definitely guard Alya's feelings very carefully. Given the age as young as Alya is very vulnerable to jealousy and sulking. Za alone who is five years above Alya still likes to snack is unclear.

"Say you want to take the motor. Alya cannot. Or maybe Mas Bian who no longer wants to walk with me. It's about having a wife."

"The bike will be delivered by Fadhil. Why taken?"

"old, Mom. I'm bored at home alone. There is no motor."

Za's mom and dad are having events in two places. They will definitely go home late in the afternoon due to the great distance. Even one of her relatives lives outside the city. So that Za will be alone at home until the afternoon.

The month is considered by some people a good month to get married, there is only a sending of children's wedding invitations from friends parents Za. Things that make Za more anxious. Not because he wants to get married. But because after attending the wedding reception his mother will definitely tell a long story that ends offending Za when she will get married.

"Where are you going, Mum?" ask Za as Bian moves from his seat.

"You need Alya to do the job."

"Alright! Nemenin is doing a job, at the end of it is working with Alya."

"Len, Mblo! So marry dong, Mblo!" bian teased his cousin's sister.

"Mas Bian! Look out for you, yeah!" Za took her fur slippers and chased Bian forward.

Za throws his sandal at Bian who runs out.

Bugs!

The slippers landed right on the face of someone who suddenly appeared in front of the door. Za covered her face instantly as her embarrassment was no longer helped. Bian's laughter sounded plenary. Satisfied to see Za could not resist embarrassment after throwing his backrest right on Fadhil's face.

"I-I'm sorry, Mom, not intentionally. Actually, deh," said Za with a face that is still reddish. While Fadhil only smiled, nodding at Za's behavior, which turned out not to be as gentle as his voice.

"Mas Bian to Alya first, Za. It's fine at home!" bian deliberately made Za upset. The man told Fadhil to enter before he left Za's house.

In his heart Za cursed his cousin who actually went home to his father-in-law. Za was alone at home.

"Awhile, my. I'll make you a drink first."

Za hurried to disappear into the house. He seemed to have mispronounced her so nervously. He shouldn't have to make you drink. Which will actually make Fadhil stay longer.

But getting cancelled and asking Fadhil to come home seems too cruel. He had already bothered to take Za's motorbike to the workshop and drive her. Think of it as a thank you, Za will make a glass of lemon tea for Fadhil. The drink he had made was a teapot because the air this afternoon felt so hot.

After a long period of silence in the kitchen, Za prepared her heart to meet Fadhil while carrying a tray containing a glass of cold drink.

"Please, Mas" said Za after putting the glass in front of Fadhil.

"Thank you." Fadhil took a sip of the drink so he did not rest.

Za smiled stiffly looking at him. Fadil is really thirsty or because the drinks that Za mixes are delicious.

"Sorry, the ice is too good. It's a shame that it's not spent" said Fadhil without awkwardly praising Za. Praising Za's iced tea more precisely.

"So quiet, where are you with me?"

Daddy's? The feeling from yesterday Fadhil always referred to Za's father as Father. And the visit to Fadhil's four home, Za, he already looks more relaxed than before. Maybe because all the residents of the house welcomed him warmly, except Za.

"Dad?"

Za gasp. "Eh, Dad's with Mom, huh? They're going to Salatiga there's a sister from Mom who has a gawe," he said a little nervous.

"Cock not come?" ask Fadhil.

"There is no vehicle. I'm lazy if I have to take public transportation" he replied Za lying. The real reason, he was reluctant to attend the wedding because his mentality was not too strong to accept the question of when to marry.

"I'm sorry, it was a little late."

"It's okay, Mom. I apologize for troubling Mas Fadhil" Za replied.

The man also took his clothes. Calling someone Za guessed was her father. Of course, to ask permission to visit the house because Za was at home.

"Oh yes, Mas. How much does the workshop cost? Let's transfer Dad later."

Fadhil thinned his lips. Za is really the spoiled girl behind her sometimes assertive attitude. Although only a few times visited, but Fadhil observed how when Za spoke to his father with a typical whining tone of the boy.

"Want to replace? I don't want to be replaced with money."

"Then what's it?" sahut Za. "Wear enough iced tea?" he continued joking to get rid of nervousness.

Fadhil. "I want to be answered by shaking Father's hand in front of the witnesses."

"I mean?" Za suddenly became stupid.

"We are married" replied Fadhil firmly.

Za sloughed. Mas Bian, please! za's screams when he sees Bian passing in front of his house.