A Rose for The Volunteer
ex.part 4
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Late November in Los Angeles, Autumn is almost over, the beautiful leaves of color began to fall, cold air began to puncture, winter in Los Angeles can reach temperatures of 0° centigrade, winter in Los Angeles can reach 0 centigrade, the peak will be in December - February, but Los Angeles is one of the cities in America that does not have snow in winter, for the second time Reva welcomes winter, if one year ago Nesya was a baby, now Nesya can run.
And during that time Bayu and Reva did not return to Indonesia.
Bayu proposes to return to Indonesia at this time, skip the new year in Indonesia, return to Semarang where Bu Nurul lives, so far Bayu only contact Bu Nurul through Video Call, and the, even when Bayu did the Qobul ijab for the second time with Reva, Bu Nurul just watched it through Video.
After the death of Deka at that time, Bayu again proposed to Reva, proposed with Cinta, proposed with the intention to make Reva his life companion, Bayu realized, when Bayu married Reva at that time Reva was pregnant, Reva was pregnant, and as far as he knew, the marriage had to be repeated after the child was born, and they remarried. Bayu is really a married couple, not just a black couple on white.
Bayu grabbed Reva's body from behind, Reva who was still sleeping Nesya tried to get rid of Bayu's hand from her waist.
"Maaass, Nesya will wake up again". Whisper Reva, Bayu cleared his throat not to let go of his embrace.
"Let's just shut up, I'll shut up too". The whisper of Bayu softly in Reva's ears, exhaling her breath, making Reva goosebumps.
They were silent for a long time until Nesya was completely asleep.
"Vaa, we're going to Semarang". Bayu let go of his embrace, sitting himself to the side of the bed.
"I'm still afraid to meet Deka Mas". Reva enveloped Nesya, got off the bed, turned on the warmers of the room.
"Let me talk to Deka, we can't keep going like this, I miss my mom, if you can come here, but if you don't want me to come here.
Reva looked at her husband's gloomy face, like a peaking longing, Reva really could not bear to see it.
"How about Nesya? What if Deka takes it?" Reva tried to make a lot of considerations for Bayu.
"Nesya was a child, too small to understand everything, but if Deka really needed a confession, we told Nesya that Deka was his father". Reva nodded.
"Alright I go with Mas Bayu only, we must face Deka no matter what happens".
"So you agree we're going home?".
Reva nodded.
"Alright, tomorrow I will apply for leave, we can be long in Indonesia, because this one year I never take my cut rations". A happy hue emanated from Bayu's face, as Bayu longed for Indonesia, his homeland.
"Actually I want to snow with Nesya". Reva suddenly returns to make excuses, Bayu approaches her, rubbing her hair, hugging her tightly.
"Returning from Indonesia we to New York, the snow there is very beautiful, you and Nesya can play as much as possible".
"Mas Bayu promise?".
"Yes, I'll take you around New York, I promise".
Reva smiled, tightening her embrace. Bayu kissed Reva's forehead. Bayu feels so happy.
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(Wooden part)
"Indonesia, how are you? Where I was born to a mother who accompanied me only until I was 4, I had no idea who my real father was, and I never tried to find out, I don't care and never care, Miss Nurul is enough for me, enough to make me grow up lovingly, even though Deka often gets me into trouble, but I felt that way I could repay Nurul's mother for raising me, and I was grateful, because of Deka's mistake, that Reva was really mine now.
As of this moment, I was no longer afraid to embrace Reva, I was no longer afraid to ask for my rights as her husband, and Reva served me with all her heart.
Thank you Deka, you gave me two beautiful angels in my life, I will repay you, I will repay you all your kindness".
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Semarang, heavy rain at 21:20.
The square is deserted, the cinema in 10 minutes will also be closed. Sekar still clutched his knees inside the small wagon, Sekar's body shivering.
Roses have been asleep since the rain fell after the maghrib, buyers are also only a few who still stop in the rain that is quite heavy hit the earth. But Sekar has not yet closed his stall, now feeling the pain in his head, he does not want to add to his hurt with reckless rain, Sekar also did not have the heart if he had to wake the Rose.
Sekar only clutched herself, tears seeping at the end of her eyes, Sekar missed her husband, had she not died, her husband would not have allowed herself and Sekar to get cold by the side of the road, rain, rain, and befriend him at night. Sekar again rubbed Luh who continued to shed, clenched his face on both knees of his bent legs.
"Mbak Sekar's". The cinema guard knocked on the door of the half-opened wagon, Sekar turned his head slowly.
"Mbak Sekar hasn't come home yet?".
"So soon sir, wait a bit subside, Rose sleeps, pity if invited to rain".
"But it's already the night Ma'am, the gate wants me to close, later the night guard change Mbak people, or Mbak Sekar want me to deliver?".
"No need sir, thank you, just shut the gate later if I want to go home, let me meet the night watchman, sorry sir, troublesome".
"Ow yes already then, I went home first Ma'am".
Just nodding.
Sekar was allowed to sell in the courtyard of the cinema because the owner of the cinema building was a friend of her late husband, Sekar had been offered a job, but Sekar refused, Sekar could not leave Rose in the care of others.
The day was getting night, but the rain did not also subside, Sekar's headache was also increasingly agonizing, Sekar took painkillers, closed the door of his wagon, small windows on the side left slightly open. Sekar curled up beside the Rose, a wagon measuring only about 1x2 meters was used as a place to spend the night with his little daughter, Sekar raised a thin cloth to cover the body of the rose and himself.
"Good Night to the world, I give all my life to You, Lord". Sequently closing his eyes, a clear circle seeped at the end of his eyes. Fresh and Rose, sleeping in the rain, in a wagon on the edge of the city streets.
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Morning came early, the smell of wet soil was still smelling, a silver car stopped not far from the Sekar wagon, opened the door and walked up to the wagon.
"Tok..but.tok..."
Deka tried to knock on the door of the wagon which was still tightly closed, Deka saw the small window beside him open, Deka peeked from there and what he saw really made his heart crumble, two women who lately filled his mind were curled up there, Roses in the deck of Sekar whose legs were slightly bent, because some place in the wagon was used to put the rest of the merchandise.
"Sekaaaar....Sekaaaaar" Deka tries to wake Sekar up.
Freshly wriggling, Rose immediately opened her eyes, looking at Deka from behind the window.
"Oohmm..." Rose woke up opening the door of the cart, greeted by Deka's embrace.
Sekar only narrowed his eyes, trying to seat himself, leaning against the wall of the wagon.
"Why do roses sleep here, honey?" Deka was still hugging the rose, rubbing her long hair. The rose just shook.
"So Om Deka stopped by the Rose house, but said the neighbor next door Rose did not come home". Deka held back her tears that were about to fall, Deka imagining how they both spent the night with heavy rain once a night. Sleep in this place.
She slowly dragged her body out, her face pale, her lips turning blue, as she passed Deka and Rose..
"Bruuugkk". Sekar collapsed, Deka swiftly caught it, Roses immediately shouted to his mother, Sekar's body was feverish, he even shivered in a fainting state.
Deka immediately carried him into the car, his mind panicked, Rose continued to cry beside his mother, who Deka wanted at this time only soon to get to the hospital.
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(Deca part)
"I'm a fool, why didn't from last night here, seeing them both like that was more painful than when I had to lose Reva, Save God's Life, please, give me a chance to atone for my sins by making them happy, I beg God, do not take Mekar from me, I will not be able to lose it a second time"
Deka's tears did not stop flowing, the sense of slurping continued to plunge into his chest. Their shadow curled up in the wagon did not disappear from his mind.
Deka is increasingly convinced that his feelings for Roses and Sekar are not just a sense of pity, but they have made Deka find love again.
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(Connected)
Yesterday miss Bayu, I have already granted.dikit first yes.biar Deka not lose again with Bayu...
Honestly the author mewek fit nulis this part, hopefully you do not😂😂
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