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Ambar and Sita's relationship is back close, if Alif does not invite her to school then Sita will wait for Ambar to leave together. Sita was taught with the naughty guy how to get through the class even though they came late. Actually Alif felt the change in Sita's attitude, the girl also so often did not come to school without explanation. Every time he was asked he would answer to leave, but he did not know who he was going with and where he was.
On May 29, in the middle of the night, Ita's buk woke up because he heard a noise from outside his living room. The middle-aged woman directly came out to be sure.
"Hah you are making the mother shocked" said buk Ita while holding his chest that was still shocked to see his daughter had not slept in the middle of the night like this.
"Mommy's not asleep?" ask Sita innocently.
"That bus should be with you! Why are you still in the living room at night like this, what the fuck is this ?" ask buk Ita to lift a basket containing wool threads in Sita's lap.
"We want to frown on the buk, but from yesterday the results went wrong"
"Make what? Artwork assignment?"
"No, actually this wants Sita to be a gift"
"Who's the birthday? Mending buy only better results"
"Ambar. If you buy it there is no value of sacrifice it will be buk"
"Oalaaah, yaudah tomorrow just go ahead"
"Can't open it, tomorrow's his birthday. But the card is not yet so, from yesterday - yesterday knitted Sita wrong mulu"
Buk Ita directly took the needle and thread held by his son "Here, let the mother who made it, we make roses only yes, sir Bahrun likes roses tuh"
"This is a gift for his son buk, not his father"
"Usually what his father likes then his son will follow" said buk Ita trying to trick Sita because it is a knit that can be made is only a model of roses only.
"Yet... Tomorrow help Sita cook chicken balado yes, sita want to invite Ambar to eat at home"
"Just relax, bereeees!!" answer the book Ita passion to help about the romance of his son.
**~♡AmbarSita♡~**
After returning home from school, Sita again waited for Ambar in front of his home road. When he saw Ambar through sita immediately called out to him with enthusiasm.
"Ayooo to the house, I want to ask for help" Sita asked quickly while pulling Ambar's hand so that the man could not refuse.
"Please what?"
"Image"
"Hahahaha learned from Arul how to lie to make me believe!"
"No, this time it's really Ambaaar" Sita pleaded as she continued to try to pull him over.
"You really are, here's the book let me make it at home"
"When the book was brought home, I couldn't see"
"Jaudah, if you don't want to! I know that's why you're doing it!"
"Yes... Trus I have to make excuses let alone be close to you?" sita asked irritatedly and let go of Ambar's hand.
Ambar was speechless, trying to convince the ears not to hear wrong with what Sita said just now.
"I change clothes and eat. You too, if you have finished here again bring the drawing tool" said Ambar and passed home and then smiled by himself.
Ambar's friend at home immediately looked at him cynically because of his own smiles when opening shoes in front of the door.
"Why you! long ago brought to your mental hospital" ledek pak Bahrun while putting a cup of coffee newly grazed.
"Haaaah... That's how people fall in a leech! It looks like a crazy person! Trus sometimes in also like lupah! Who are you, huh?!" answer Ambar like a man reading a poem. Then he looked at his father with a smile.
"This is a child, fortunately you wear school clothes. If you don't flush coffee into your body!" bahrun said.
"Haaaah.... Which old man understands the feelings of young men!" ambar said relax and go inside the house.
After eating and changing his clothes, Ambar then went to the place where he talked with sita earlier. He saw that the girl was already standing there and still in her school uniform.
"Well, don't you change your clothes first?!"
"You are so long, I just took a picture book, and then came back here"
"Whoever!! I obviously have to eat it, long ago. Not to mention serving Albeirt Einstein who is at home"
"Haah, I'm already hot standing here" Sita said resentfully.
"Whose fault is it? So you didn't have lunch? Eat there first"
"No need, just look at you I'm full, ayoooo"
Ambar immediately walked first to the road to their SD first. Sita tailed from behind, watching the shoulders of the man in front of her. Just looking at Ambar from behind could make her smile on her own.
"Still far away" Ambar told Sita who was behind him.
The road they passed by began to feel lonely but the atmosphere was beautiful. The sound of birds from behind the downstream Peringi village forest sounded like accompanying their footsteps and the gently flowing river water in their ears. The tall trees around the road they walk like trying to cover the body from the heat of the sun.
"Heeeh was daydreaming!!" ambar said startling Sita whose mouth was slightly agape.
"I've seen this place" said Sita as she stepped her legs again following Ambar who returned to walk.
"Remember where?" tanya Ambar then sat on a large rock on the edge of the river. Sita raised her head slightly as if trying to remember where she had seen the amazing sight.
"It feels like the place is not foreign"
"Hahaha have you ever been here?"
"No, but I think I've seen it, but where?"
"My mom's a picture, right?" said Ambar trying to give a hint to Sita.
"Ouhhh.... Pictures you have made, yes... Pantesan pas you say 'nih I draw the beauty of the village Peringi downstream' I do not respond because I think the village Peringi downstream that I know is not as beautiful"
"Well, what are you?"
"Yeah.... Even exactly the same as you draw" said Sita with a happy smile.
"Where's the book, what do you want to draw again?"
"I picture" Sita answered quickly and handed the book to Ambar.
"Haha.... Can't"
"Loh why? Beautiful place gini you can, my time is not"
"So you are more beautiful than this place" Sita whose eyes are still amazed by the view in front of her immediately glanced at Ambar, her smile getting wider, the red hue on her cheeks also came out just like that.
"Why you?" ask Ambar confused to see Sita who did not stop smiling.
"Picture me yes" persuaded Sita again and took a position to be painted by Ambar.
The guy in front of him nodded and looked so focused with a pencil and picture book in his hand. At times Ambar's head went back and forth looking at the book and Sita. The girl over time her face increasingly red because of Ambar's attention. A few minutes later Ambar breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Ambar's smile that was so satisfied with his masterpiece Sita so knew the man had finished painting.
"It's done" Ambar said, proffering his picture book to Sita.
Sita who initially blushed in shame immediately turned upset to see the results of Ambar's painting.
"Why chicken?!!" sita asked as she clenched her teeth holding in anger.
"Good right?" Ambar even asked about Sita's assessment with his painting.
"So you think I'm a chicken!"
"Our son yesterday was a chicken, yaaa automatically we are his parents a chicken. That's why I pictured you as a chicken" Sita who was disappointed with Ambar's picture again smiled sumringah. It turns out Ambar still remember the chicks of their IPA task when grade 3 SD was "Where is our child? Not big yet? I can't wait to fry it" Ambar said without sin.
"cruel! How can you eat your own children"
"It's okay, the chicken is to be eaten" Ambar replied logically, suddenly the sound of stomach rumbling sounded so strong.
Sita widened her eyes. Even though he didn't eat lunch, he didn't feel hungry at all. Seen Ambar holding the stomach, the handsome guy who returned hungry when not yet an hour there.
"Color talk about our son, I'm so hungry" said Ambar lethargic.
"Hahaha you didn't add up to 5 times?"
"Kok you know, hahaha yes, yaudah yuk home"
"Oh yes I forgot!! Happy B' day to you, Happy B' day to you.... Happy B' Day yes Ambar" said Sita while singing.
Ambar raised his eyebrows seeing Sita who was so excited to wish him a happy birthday. Sita took out the gift she kept in the bag. Ambar took the gift with no happy expression at all.
"Why?" tanya Sita was surprised to see the look of Ambar's flat face.
"There are no bulls!" answer Ambar honestly "What I need is more than a gift" Sita was fixated on hearing Ambar's words. Basic guy who is not self-conscious and does not know thank you, when given a happy birthday and gift with a beautiful girl like Sita should he be grateful.
"Should I buy some cocks?" said Sita who followed the lethargy "Oh yes I will already masakin you balado chicken, we go to the house yuk eat"
"Our son, isn't he?"
"No! our son is still there, I can't make him eat"
"Cut it, we make it fried chiken! Cut it tomorrow"
"Parents what the hell you own son killed" grumbled Sita annoyed.
"It's okay Mr. Bahrun sometimes wants to kill me he said" Ambar said casually and stood up from his seat.
Sita was forced to follow Ambar's steps that brought her home. From the time Ambar did have his own time, he could not linger with Sita even though the girl was so asking and wanting. Arriving at home, Sita's heart would be dislodged to see a motorcycle parked in front of his yard. Alif was sitting in front of the terrace of Sita's house while playing a mobile phone. Ambar immediately took a few steps back from Sita and let the girl go first to meet Alif. After Sita met the new Alif Ambar came close to the two while smiling.
"Wuiiih who wants to do this pole, eh I mean Alif handsome?" greeting Ambar with the rest "Sita was your mother said if she masakin balado chicken, so I was told to eat at your home. Today is my birthday, I got the same gift from Mr. Bahrun"
Alif turned to Sita who looked at Ambar's behavior "Esir aja, poor people who deserve to be fed are still many here" said Alif ketus and looked at Ambar cynically.
"Hahaha this guy's mouth is not fickle, evil continues! Shittah... Want to eat or not, if I do not ask the same Eli" said ambar who can still relax even though he just insulted Alif.
Sita was just silent, as usual, she would not be able to make a sound for Ambar if there was anyone else near them. Ambar raised an eyebrow and kept trying to smile. Because he did not get an answer from Sita, Ambar so laughs indistinctly and claps his hands then runs away leaving the two people. The handsome guy went to the village, if this is how his friends are the entertainers of his broken heart. Intentions asked to be entertained but once there Ambar was even plunged by them to the river, as is the tradition they always do if there is a birthday.