(Tak) Bile Sepahit Bile
Section 91
"Hhmmm!"
The two men who sat at the top table were stunned when they tasted a menu of cuisine at the restaurant provided by the resort. Their eyes widened, the bodies momentarily pecked, as if drawn back to the past where their mothers made food.
"W-did I not feel wrong? This ... is exactly like the mother's cooking," Caesar began to wake up and returned to take food.
Arjuna blinked, agreeing with what his master said.
"You're right, sir. Our tongues cannot be mistaken" Arjuna said as he circulated the view.
The two enjoyed the meal at the table, until at one point Caesar became aware of something.
"Treasure? What is Cempaka ...?" Caesar raised his head, looking for the servant to ask.
"Servant!" He waved his hand, asking the waiter who turned his head to approach.
"Yes, Master!" The male servant glanced at the baby in Caesar's sling, coolly drinking his own milk.
"Who's cooking at this restaurant?" caesar asked, making the servant's forehead wrinkle.
"Of course the chef's in the kitchen, sir." A little confused, he answered. Everywhere that cooks a menu in a restaurant must be a chef.
"Women?" guess Caesar didn't realize his lips were smiling. It looked strange in the eyes of the servant.
"Male, sir, but I'm sorry at mealtimes like this the chef is usually very busy." He smiled after a strange smile that suddenly appeared on Caesar's lips, receding again.
"Yes already. Thank you very much." Caesar forced his lips to smile, he sighed while staring at the cuisine that lay before him.
Arjuna silently watched, he himself felt close to someone who made this food menu.
"I think Cempaka works here because this menu he often makes at home and it tastes exactly the same." He went back to silence, pondering over the processed vegetables before his eyes.
"I think so too, Sir. Maybe it's just a coincidence, because in reality we don't see the lady or the worker here either" Arjuna said.
"I heard the workers at the villa say that the owners of this resort live side by side. Maybe the house is there!" Caesar pointed towards the road leading to the house of Cempaka.
It is invisible because of the trees. He only guessed and thought because there was another way there.
"I'll find out, sir. Now, better finish your food first." Arjuna promised with certainty.
Caesar nodded his head, always believing in his assistant. The two return to enjoy food, occasionally feeding baby Evan with vegetables.
****
In their town, Eva walks back and forth in her room. She hasn't been anywhere since she lost her husband and son.
"Argh! Shit!" Eva slammed her phone into the bed after trying dozens of times to call Caesar and Arjuna's numbers, but it went unanswered.
"Where exactly did they go? Did they intentionally leave me without news like this? Fucking caesar! Watch you guys back!" Eva was inflamed, squeezing her own fingers.
He slammed his body weight violently on the bed, hit the mattress, grabbed the blanket. Whatever he did to vent his frustration. Until the ringing of the cell phone stopped her rampaging activity, Eva hurriedly picked up the object.
"Damn! I thought Caesar or Arjuna!" The phone was thrown back after seeing the name of the Caller.
"What's wrong? Why are you bothering me?!" Eva's breathing roar reached the caller's ear.
"Sorry, Madam. We just wanted to report about our search," replied the voice across making Eva relax her emotional veins. He forgot that he was waiting for news other than Caesar and Evan. Yes, Cempaka.
"Well, tell me did you find him?" Eva sat down to listen.
"Sorry, Madam. We've searched all over the city, but Miss Cempaka we couldn't find. In fact, we went to his father's house, we still couldn't find it. It seems true, Miss Cempaka has indeed left this city."
Eva's frustration returned again, the veins around the face and neck began to appear as the hand tightened in the grip.
"Stupid! I thought you could find him! It turns out you all are unreliable. It's free for me to pay you guys, if in the end it's a big zero! Don't show your faces in front of me!" snapped Eva fiery.
He instantly turned off the connection, groaning full of emotion.
"Aragh!" He threw a flat object in his hand to hit the wall and fell scattered on the floor. Tenth of Eva's fingers gripped the edge of the bed, her breathing again rose irregularly. Not good news, but always the news of not wearing what he got.
"Why is everything so messed up? Caesar left and there was no news, and everyone could not be counted on to look for Cempaka. Shit, shit, shit!" Eva screamed again, pulling her own hair.
His body fell on the floor, sitting there crying. The situation is inversely proportional to the usual Eva. There was no make-up on her face, no European nobility bun, or the fragrance of perfume that was always on her body. Eva's really fucked up.
****
"Sir, miss went to that town. I got word from the driver who drove him."
At the villa, a worker reported Cempaka's departure to the butler. Hearing that, he immediately went to meet the Aryan master who was always sitting in the backyard while enjoying a cup of herbal tea from Cempaka.
"Master!"
The man who was reading the newspaper looked up, staring with a smile on his lips at his confidant.
"What's wrong? Is there something emergency you'd like to say?" tanyanya while folding the newspaper and keeping it on the table.
"I just got word, under Miss went to the city again with her two children. Do we need to contact them to protect Miss while there? Because I heard that Madame Eva was looking for her" said the butler who was so alert and always received accurate news.
"really?" Mr. Arya keeps his back away from the back of the chair.
"Yes, Sir."
The man who was no longer young sighed, what did they want to do by looking for Cempaka?
"Let the people guard them and point them to the main house because it will belong to my two grandchildren" said Mr. Arya who again dropped his back on the backrest.
"Good, Master!" The butler bowed. Then, resign yourself to contact the people in the main house.
Master Arya pondered, what will Eva do to Cempaka?
"Is he not satisfied with betraying Caesar? And why look for Cempaka again?" Master Arya sighed, completely inexhaustible with her daughter-in-law that one.
He grabbed the tea that was still smoking, sipped it a few sips. A sense of calm and peace again he felt when the herb touched the throat.
"May nothing happen to them" he murmured expectantly.
