A Rose for The Volunteer

ex.part 2

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Deka came back in the afternoon, parked his car in the courtyard of the cinema, but Deka did not come out, glimpsed in the rearview mirror, there were a thousand doubts in his heart to approach Sekar, the current attitude this morning, he said, the look in those eyes, as if skinning Deka's courage. Deka who is too familiar with the night world and various types of women, now as if dead fleas in front of a Sekar, who even the way of dress is very far from the modern word, "He is a village" she always wears clothes that Deka thinks are a little bit of humor, wide pants, large t-shirts, and a hijab that covers up to her chest, the usual chest of the woman to attract the attention of the opposite sex, but Sekar is different, his all-normal appearance actually attracts the attention of Deka, Deka who may be blatantly embarrassed to admit it.

Sekar was serving several buyers, making drinks, taking rice and side dishes, with his flat face did not make the buyer reluctant to eat in his place.

Deka glanced at the back of the little wagon, Rose was sitting on a small and short stool, the little boy was washing dishes, his mouth was comat kamit, he seemed to be singing, Deka smiled, he was smiling, sweeping his mouth was always reflexively smiling when he saw the little girl.

For a year now, no one has been able to pull their lips together for a laugh, their minds seem to find a toy, a toy to which they are addicted, a sweet girl Rose, and her mother Sekar, the woman, somehow makes Deka afraid to look into his eyes, he is not the same as the woman he met at the night club or cafe Deka tongkrong ordinary place, even Sekar is very different from Reva. Reva, the lover she once adored, was the mother of her son Nesya.

Deka opened his car door, waved at the Rose who turned towards him, the boy laughed, ran towards Deka.

"Om Deka from where? He said he'd come here after Rose came home from school, how'd it be until the afternoon?". The rose holds the hand of Deka.

"I'm sorry, that's the shop Om Deka Raya, so you have to wait until it's a bit quiet". Deka rubbed the Rose cheek gently.

"Om Deka has a shop?".

"Yes dear, Om Deka also sells his mother's rich Rose". The rose nodded in understanding.

"Come on, sit there". The rose pointed at the long bench behind the wagon.

Sekar who realized the arrival of Deka only glanced, this morning when Deka asked for his permission, he did not forbid but did not agree. And it turned out that Deka was reckless to come, Sekar was silent, his face was still wry, there was no smile, let alone greeting.

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Roses and Deka chatted with fun, Deka bought him ice cream and some snacks, Sekar made Deka a glass of black coffee, without sound, Sekar served it at the table where Deka and Roses joked.

"Thank you". Deka tried to open his voice, Sekar just nodded, coincidentally there were no buyers at the Sekar stall, Sekar sat on the side of the Rose who was enjoying his ice cream.

"Have you been selling here for a long time?" Deka asked, trying to steal a glance towards Sekar.

"Yes, 5 years". Ketus Sekar's.

"Word your husband's rose died?".

Sekar let out a long sigh, playing with his shiny sekar hair with the tip of his index finger.

"Yes, when the rose was 8 months old, I sold it to survive". Now Deka's breathing.

"Your parents?".

"I grew up in an orphanage, I don't know who my parents were".

Degs...

Deka's chest back down, there was a whir of pain that suddenly came.

"Don't come here again, I don't want Roses to like you and depend on you". Speak without looking at Deka.

"Why?". Deka frowned.

"Our colors are used to both, Your arrival will make the Rose divide his attention".

"Mom doesn't like it with Deka". The rose interjected, looking at her mother.

"It's not so dear, I'm afraid you're starting to hang with Om Deka". Just trying to explain.

"But Om Deka both Ma'am, Roses love Om Deka". The rose lowered her face.

Deka rubbed rose hair.

"Om Deka also loves Roses".

"The rose wants to have a rich dad, Mom". The roses began to sob.

Deka's heart was pounding again, wanting to hug the Rose at that time, but the Rose was still in his mother's arms.

"Mawaabar". The rose looked at the Deka who called him.

"Roses can be considered Om Deka Dad".

"Really Om?". Rose eyes sparkled, she released a Rose embrace turning to embrace Deka.

"Yes darling". Deka welcomes the embrace of the Rose, rubbing her back, she feels the warmth of being a father, though not Nesya in her arms.

Just walking away from them, fixing the trade, wiping the table, doing whatever it takes to no longer respond to their conversation, Sekar did not know why the Rose was so interested in Deka.

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(Sekar part)

"For while I let you Rose, I have for too long left you thirsty for a Father's love, forgive me, not that I won't give you a Father, but to this day, I'm sorry, no one has been able to replace your father in your mother's life".

"You look so happy when you're with Om Dekamu, and I can't bear to take it, let it be, you enjoy it for a while, yes.only for a moment, until I can restore you as before".

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(Deca part)

"If you were really my little daughter? Hugging you like this makes me so happy Rose, yesterday's life that felt dark as light because of your laughter, but your mother...? I know he doesn't like me, he never even looks at me, am I not attractive, am I not handsome? Every night at the club, dozens of half-naked women even queue up to get my attention, but why don't you? if from the eyes of my normal man, you are very far from my type, you are a village, the smell of your body is not even as fragrant as bath soap, your face is shabby, without powder, or faundation that can make a woman's face more shiny.

Is it really just because my rose is here? if you see Rose's face there, your tired face, I like your tired face that you wipe many times with the tip of your hijab, you're attractive".

"I suddenly imagined Reva's ideal body, her modern dress style, the white lily she had on her body, her hair breaking down with the scent of her expensive sampho, Reva who once drove me crazy".

"If Sekar would have allowed me to be Rose's father, would I have to marry him? Marry a woman who is far from a man's dream? but it left me helpless when I had to look him in the eyes.

Or should I go back to waiting for time? Like when I'm waiting to wake up from my bed, and I'm losing everything?".

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Deka still hugged the Rose, but her eyes ventured to look at Sekar who was also staring at him, just for a moment, then lowered his face, and then, there was a red tinge of Sekar's face that caught Deka's eyes as they clashed.

"I found it Sekar". Deka's inner groaned, smiling triumphantly.

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sorry overnight, still busy mode yes, please understand..🙏🙏🙏