Among the Million Love
Chapter 3 ~One Day With Dena

Arrived at the weekend, it was a good time for me to rest. Since dawn I have been bathing, because there is no activity that occupied me so I decided to lay down on this cold bed.

To brush my bed linen and soft blanket, though,

"Uhh, selesenyeee."

Sambala sambala bala sambalado, mouth shaking tongue swaying. Sambala sambala bala sambalado. (ringing incoming phone calls).

"Akhh, who calls early this morning." Why, can't a day be free without activities?

"Hello..."

"Hello!! A long time ago really picked up the phone ?"

"Ehh? Who is it, Dena ya loe?" I'm guessing the caller because I didn't read the caller's name before on my phone screen.

"It's me, why? Shocked?!" Said Dena with a tone of speech that always invites fistfights with me.

"Living a life, Den?" Kikikku joking.

"Whisper Loe, Dys. I'm waiting at the 'broken heart' cafe at nine." He said without compromise.

"Well, it's nine in ten minutes. Crazy loe huh?" I'm squealing. It has become a rule, when there are some of us who come late there will definitely be a punishment.

Tutt.tut.tut.. (the connection was severed unilaterally by the niece of Dena).

"Compensed, Dena. Good thing I took a shower." Immediately I replaced the house shirt with a mocca-colored knee-length dress and also grabbed the sling bag, I quickly pony my hair.

Running down the stairs, on the bottom floor quiet not bepenghuni. Without saying goodbye, I immediately pulled out my motorbike from the garage.

"Where are you going?" Mom suddenly came from behind the gate.

"Meet Dena, Ma. Dysa go first!" My permission, Mama nodded.

The distance to get to the cafe was not far, I parked my bike on the terrace of the cafe. Looking at the digital clock on my phone, I was five minutes late.

"Ahhh, late." Hit my motor handlebar.

My eyesight ran all the way to the corner of the room, I didn't meet the annoying figure, the Dena. I dialed his cell phone number.

Connected, there was a ruffled sound...

"Where, Loe Den?" I asked, my feelings are starting to get bad.

"Sorry, Dys. Traces jammed in the shackles, nih." There was the sound of horn honking.

Make a stiff dead man. I was being defended running away from him, he was stuck in traffic. Knows your taste of the same punishment, hihihi... Heart whispers.

"Cepet, I'll wait 5 minutes. More than that means the fine go the tire permitannya." Tukasku.

"Well, Dys--"

Tut.tut.tut. (i disconnected his phone).

"Room, hahaha." The inner pleasure I felt.

Seven minutes had passed, which meant that Dena was two minutes late.

KRIETT... JEBRETTT (rough open cafe door)

Dena ran towards me who waved at her.

"Hoshh hossh hosh.." Breathing gasps.

"When the marathon, Mom?" I'm holding back the laughter.

"How much money?" Ask.

"Hem, I'm laper. Bayarin ate it."

"okay." Dena agreed, though,

"Hahaha, he doesn't know that I haven't had breakfast yet. Guns eat sir, lo." I am satisfied with this heart.

"Why are you smiling?" Dena realized the mimicry of my face that held inner satisfaction.

"No."

"Stress!" - the Dumal Dena I didn't notice the next rant.

"Who are you, am I here ajakin?" I asked while enjoying the pasta from my plate.

"Dys, I'm getting married."

"Uhuk uhuk... Didn't you hear wrong, did I?" I choked, Dena nodded her head in agreement to my question.

"Take care what loe, suddenly give this news. Who's candidate? Loe's not getting married in an accident, is she?"

"You want to die, loe? Do you think I'm jablay? I got married because it was time!" Answer Dena in flames.

"Why are you so clumsy? I'm serious!" Dena said again.

"For what, Dys? I want to marry a widower!"

Plastikk

My spoon briefly soared into the air,

"UHHUKK UHUKK! UHUUUKK!! Dena, am I wrong? Seriously, Loe?!" I swear to what, this is completely out of reason.

"Duorius! Please, don't poke me! Nih, I brought the data form of the bride and groom from KUA" Dena was really serious in her speech. He showed me a piece of paper bearing his bright name on the paper.

"Dena, I didn't think. How did you suddenly get married? Something's wrong, isn't it?" I guessed, blamed it.

"Loe got caught again pervert?"

"Or not-don't, he's actually not a widower and loe the actor?" Various preconceptions I threw at Dena. He's like me, my best friend who wasn't married at the age of a quarter of a century. He is also a strong opponent of marriage at our young age.

"Loe's not married, Na?" I'm still looking for him.

"Yes, because it's time. Ahh, loe don't make me doubt dong, Dys. I need a heart-setting, you even make me worry." Said Dena who even looked troubled.

"OK-okay, sorry. Let's just say I believe in you. Continue when your marriage is arranged and who is the man who wants to marry you. Hem, I mean who's your future husband?" I asked, this time with a tone full of gentleness.

Actually in the depths of my heart there is still doubt on Dena who suddenly brought news of the wedding, but she also brought proof of the bride's personal data form. That means he's getting married legally, not messing around.

Duh, isn't that right? Scratching my hair that suddenly felt itchy here and there.

"So, at first my mom told me she wanted to know a guy. At first I refused, you know that I do not want to marry Cepet Dys." Dena's Story.

"Yes I know, keep going?" I'm asking you not to wait to hear about Dena's wedding news.

"Yes continued two weeks ago I said 'Yes' to my mama because mama also maksa-aksa continued. I said 'no', Dys."

"Oh, so you're being fooled?" I draw conclusions.

"Human.. Shit first, napa?!" Dena clucked in annoyance.

"Ohhh .. okay okay, go on!" I propped my chin up to listen to the continuation of Dena's story.

"Well, tomorrow. The guy comes with his extended family, you know what they brought?" Dena glared, while I shook my head in response to my ignorance.

"They're like the citizens of one RT come bring knick-knacks like berserkah. Gilak knows?! You'd be ticking if Lo was there. Gilak!" Dena told me cheerfully, I got carried away. I opened my mouth and asked, then,

"So, you're forced to dong same this marriage?"

"Hey, I haven't finished the story yet. Loe play cut into pieces anyway! I'm killing, here." Threaten Dena.

Hahaha, slaughter rich buffalo aja, wkwkwkwk.

"Yes yes, my goodness! Okay, continue!" I said as I kicked the table.

"On that day, my mother's pantes told me to wear kebaya and MUA datengin. I thought I wanted to get married that day. I was about to run away from Dys through the window," glaring at him.

"Huh? Continues to?"

"So, I cry too and say 'Mama kok have the heart of my soul mate carelessly. What if I don't love? Will I suffer forever and live with someone I don't love?' Want to jump from the window of the room but afraid of death, the height is also my room."

"Continue?" The more intensely I listen to it.

"Crashe! It's constantly mute, Dys?" Dena growled in annoyance.

"Yes, I want to know your story to the end." My reply.

"So I'll take it, deh. Mama picked me up in the room, her guest was like a line of groceries until there was something on the living room floor because so many people. I noticed who my husband-to-be was. I screamed, when I saw the neatest man in a batik shirt in the same color as I was in pink, Dys."

"Continue?" Crazy I imagined the story of Dena, it was a matchmaking.

"Yes I screamed, everyone was looking at me. Fortunately there was a mama, mama said there was a cockroach at my feet. I swear, Dys I want to run right then and there. But mama clutched my arm tight. I sat between my mom and dad, until a guy put a ring on my ring finger without me seeing his face. I felt like I was sincerely accepting whoever it was, and when I raised my head. You knew?"

"What?" I enthusiastically ask.

"It turns out that guy is very handsome, Dys. The vow! Handsome wear really badettttt!" Dena hit the dining table in front of her.

"But it's a widower." Cetusku.

"Yes... Duda is not papa from a lot of money." Reply Dena while cengengenesan.

"Harta, throne, widower no papa from handsome man. Loe must also be upset if he sees the guy." Dena added.

"Persis same song lyrics ya liv loe, Den. Have you got a child yet?" I asked back.

"No, Dys. That's why I don't hesitate to accept. I'm happy, Dys." Dena smiled hue. I was annoying, happy too.

"Congratulations, Den. I'm happy to see dong loe's boy."

"Don't! Still a secret, you'll take my guy again!" Answer Dena cynically.

"Sorry, Den. Not the same interests as widows!" I answered, waving my five right fingers.

"Elehh, munaloh! Alias hypocritical loe!" Timpal Dena to me.