Curious

Part 6.

Tonight, Mother wants us all to have dinner together at home. Especially since Papa just came back from out of town, he must be tired and need to rest soon.

"This dodol pulut snack is really delicious," I said

It's almost a small box, I eat this dodol pulut. If you don't remind me, maybe I've already made it. Others did the same.

In my hand is a box of a lunkhead, when Brother Rey is chewing a packet of Balado chips, and Sis Mona is the same as Mother, they chew candied nutmeg, it feels warm in the throat.

There were still a few more packs of different gifts on the table. Papa smiled amused at our behavior, he was stroking Mother's head. Looks like Papa still misses Mom.

"Pah, do you want to take a shower now? Let Mother prepare warm water?"

"Oh yeah, it's already so hot!" replied Papa.

Satisfied with the snacks in hand, Bang Rey and Kak Mona left the living room. They said goodbye to their respective rooms, to change clothes. Only the three of us were still sitting in the living room.

How about your college, Za? When starting the semester exams?" asked Papa.

"Alhamdulillah, the lecture went smoothly, Pa! The exam is planned for next month, the system is no longer online!" I explained.

"It means that the regulations on your campus have been updated so that students can learn directly!" said Papa.

"Yes, that's right, Pa!" I said.

Derrtt ... derrtt ...

The sound of the cellphone vibrating on the table, it was the sound of my cellphone. I quickly saw who was calling, he, there was no caller's name. That means it's not friends, relatives, or family, Duhh, who else is this, I immediately picked up the phone, and as soon as I said hello, the caller on the other end hung up

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After dinner, I prefer to sit on the balcony upstairs. While Mother, Papa, and my two sisters were gathered together sitting in the tv room.

I'm still curious about the caller when I saw the phone number, it was different from the one who gave the bouquet of flowers. I observed the system settings in the social media chat this afternoon. It just so happened that the one who sent the message to me was online. I immediately chat with him, while saying.

["Hey, who is this? Why don't you just give me the bouquet? Don't be a coward!"]

Tring ... my chat sent. Eh, right at

read by the mysterious guy. He is typing a reply to my question.

["Actually we are really close. "Close to the eyes and close to the heart,"] he replied poetically.

"Hm, show me your profile picture! Don't hide behind these romantic pretentious remarks!" I commanded him.

"Haa-haa, I purposely made you curious! After all, it's really fierce," he teased.

"Halah, don't tell me you're scared," I quipped.

While it was cool to chat with this cowardly man, my eyes fell on the car that had stopped at the new house in front of my house. A boy with a neat appearance got down, then ran around the car to open the door across from him.

A woman in a hijab came down, carrying a handbag. He walked over to the slightly open fence. Before long a man about my age came out to open the fence.

Looks like Mother's story is wrong, she said the guy who lives in the front house is still single. Well, that brings girls into the house. As soon as I got out of the car, the guy accidentally looked up at my balcony.

Ahh, he waved at me. Duh, it was discovered that I was paying attention to a new neighbor. I looked away and pretended to look at the cellphone. But too late, the boy smiled as if laughing at my stupidity.

*******

I don't know why I'm curious about the status of the guy just now. I'm more interested in that guy than his younger brother. Because Mother and Papa said he was single and had joint work at Papa's company. In addition, he is also a lawyer or adviser in the company owned by Papa's family.

Duh, why am I thinking about that guy anyway? It's better to just lie in the room than think about someone's mate. I've been sitting alone on the balcony for over an hour. I decided to get up from the chair and go inside.

When I was about to close the door, I saw the car was coming out. I peeked from behind the curtains, the guy closed the fence, and a woman was sitting in the car. Are they married, or still dating? Did the guy go to take his girl home?

Many questions ran through my mind. I'm really confused about the neighbors in front of the house. Usually, I run out of time to finish the piled-up college assignments. Didn't have time to think about a guy, let alone date.

Oh yeah, how's that mysterious guy who often chats? While lying on the edge of the bed, I opened the screen of the cellphone. Ahh, sure enough, there was one incoming message from the green application.

"Don't daydream a lot, or your beauty will fade!" write that message.

So, how did he know that I was daydreaming? The phrase "close to the eye, and close to the heart," the more curious I became. "You coward!" I cursed back the message.

I threw the phone to the side of the bed. As soon as I looked at the clock on the wall, I didn't realize it was already eleven o'clock at night. This eye is starting to get heavy and sleepy.

Before long I heard the sound of feet climbing the stairs, it must have been Mother and Papa who came to enter the room. As soon as the sound of feet reached the top floor, there was a knock on my door from outside. "Zara! you're sleeping, huh?" Mother asked.

I purposely didn't answer, so that it would be thought that I was asleep. I don't know why I'm upset tonight. While busy daydreaming on the balcony, there's a very sweet couple getting out of the car. Using the event of waving, deliberately mocking, I cursed annoyed.

Derrtt ... derrtt ...

Just about to close my eyes, my phone vibrates next to the pillow. I lazily looked at the screen that was still on. That number again, what does he want tonight, chat with me.

"Sleep! Don't stay up all night, don't go to

Think about it, you'll know who I am!"

"If you dare, show your profile picture! Don't be like a sissy, you coward!" making

"Miss, really talkative! It's okay to feel at home single!" he teased.

Tonight my emotions are at their peak. I almost slammed the cellphone that wasn't wrong, as an outlet for my annoyance at the mysterious boy

"If you dare meet me!" challenge me.

"You're even more beautiful when you're angry!" he replied.

This guy is getting more and more daring to reply to my messages, does he have the courage to talk, if he meets in person!?

To be continued...