ANELIC

Chapter 18

Rajasa decides not to go to the office. He wants to fill his heart again, until he is ready to do many things in the future. Anelis and Rajasa repeat their homesickness at night. Without coercion, and for the first time without crying Anelis who became. They both feel happy.

Anelis brought Nurma's lunchbox and filled it with cakes she made in the morning. In addition to writing, Anelis is actually good at making pastries such as natsar or peanut cakes. It's just that his mood often doesn't come. When his heart was really carefree he did it all. Anelis could only smile to herself given the details going on. Although still not ushered Rajasa, the day is much lighter to live.

Friends of Learning looks so magnificent for Anelis. Even though it is just a regular labor agency. Mr. Faruq greeted Anelis who came carrying a small jar into his room.

"Have enough Ne, one day's rest?" ask Mr. Faruq kindly.

"Already sir, sorry I worried. It's a little cake for you" he said as he placed the cake on Mr. Faruq's desk.

"All right, thank you. I know you're after your serial deadline, right? But remember not to stay up all the time. Your body will be destroyed. So tired you passed out in the office," said Mr. Faruq. Reminds Anelis of yesterday's events.

"Daddy read my story?!" ask Anelis in disbelief. Mr. Faruq's words that were caught in his mind were only a matter of writing.

"I followed it from the beginning, and make sure you don't make it up to the story. Alias not resolved." threatened Mr. Faruq to his favorite new author.

"Each sir, tomorrow Ane continue. Thank you, sir." Anelis withdrew from in front of Mr. Faruq. He did not expect his boss to read his work. Anelis came out with an increasingly carefree heart. Smile expands.

"Well, I got an annual bonus. Very happy," ledek Nurma on Anelis who came back to the desk work.

"Overcoming the annual bonus, Mr. Faruq read my story on the blog. Though I was just a fad, and some who read it also made a fad," said Anelis proudly.

"Everyone knows your talent too. Honey, you like to be inconsistent. Try to be engaged, let it be better," Nurma advised Anelis.

"Yes Kak, tomorrow I just tell Mas Rajasa to come to the writing class again," replied Anelis. He started opening his work computer. Create tentor schedules and organize their income. Anelis can be anything, sometimes he also takes a job as a teacher according to his field.

"Have Rajasa come home? not busy anymore?" Nurma asked again.

"So Brother, have met already been chatting already seneng anyway." said Anelis keceplosan. He shut his mouth. Afraid that anyone would hear other than Nurma.

"Haha...Basic you Ne, I hope I can pound ya. Let's not be lonely, keep working his hobby." Anelis smiles. He hasn't thought about having children, but it looks like it will happen soon. The bodo time. He returned to his pending work.

Rajasa takes his car to Mr. Rajendra's residence. He brought his Mamah novel, trying to confirm his assumptions about Daisha Bakery. Incidentally the name of Mr. Rajendra's daughter is also the same. Rajasa parked the car in front of the entrance. He pressed the doorbell. Rajasa has not told me he is coming. Curiosity led him to just step away.

A woman opens the door to Rajendra's house. This time it was not the housekeeper it had been before. A woman who is so beautiful to Rajasa.

"Who are you looking for, sir?!" sapana. Ketus like the beginning of the jump first.

Rajasa. He could not believe what was in front of him. Rajasa smiled, in his heart flowering. Do you remember him with me? Remember he insulted me? Rajasa sangandika, daydreaming for a moment without a sound. His gaze was straight on the woman who looked two years older than him.

"Ehem. Find who, sir?!" ask again. Seeing Rajasa who is still silent.

"Who's that dear?" abbas' voice from inside was heard to the outside. The woman who looked so beautiful in Rajasa's eyes, turned her head.

"Not knowing Yank, asked where he was" he said confused.

Abbas approached Sekar. Her fiance who helps her work takes care of Daisha. A psychologist at one of the leading hospitals in Jakarta.

"Knees? What's the need to come here?" ask Abbas. Rajasa did not contact her.

Rajasa. He was shocked to see the woman, whose name was Sekar. In Rajasa's heart he called his name. Rajasa tries to control himself, he again remembers his original purpose of coming to the house of Mr. Rajendra.

"Sorry, Mr. Rajendra is again going to Singapore. You should have told me first, so that he can be found" Abbas said.

Rajasa is looking for another reason to stay here. As he drew his heart stronger, he put together an acceptable excuse.

"Can you stay in the bus? I was curious about Daisha's condition. I want to talk a lot about Anelis with you, too" Rajasa mentioned his wife's name, for the sake of his curiosity about Sekar. I don't know, Sekar is very attractive to Rajasa.

"Okay, come in." Abbas accepts Rajasa.

I went back to Daisha's room. He is a psychologist and friend of Daisha. Abbas deliberately involved Sekar in the Daisha case.

Rajasa looked back at the photos displayed in the middle room of Mr. Rajendra. The face of the woman there, exactly what her mother photographed. Rajasa remembers the name, which used to be good with his Mamah. Daisha is the daughter of Bu Mutia, the headmaster of the school. Rajasa's eyes are a little watery, he will no longer see people who have been so good in his life.

"Why Sa, know?" abbas asked to watch Rajasa. Rajasa replied with a nod.

"Who does not know him, the most generous person in the world. I am among those who have received his generosity" Abbas said, looking at a photo of Ms Mutia. "May Mother lay her grave, ma'am, meet with a creator so good as us." added Abbas as he moved from the photo.

Rajasa followed the question, he wanted to ask a lot of things. But Abbas had already moved, taking him to his private room.

"News here. Sa is safer" Abbas said, recalling what Rajasa had said.

Idiotically. Your goal is not Rajasa. Rajasa talks to her, her relationship with Anelis is fine. Even last night they did it again.

"Ehm.I'm not in the mood to tell a story, can we just move to Daisha's room? I want to see the daughter of the one who also helped my life," Rajasa made an excuse. He wanted to get closer to Sekar.

"Squeaky. Okay, no problem. If my client won't uncover the problem, I can't force it. I'll wait until you're ready to Sa." said Abbas. They moved to Daisha's room.

Seated next to Daisha who was fast asleep. Sekar is so graceful with a shirt wrapped in his pants. His stature was high, his body was bulging. Her hair was long too like Anelis, just a little blond. From his face was clearly visible age. It looks more adult. Rajasa does not know if his first meeting used to leave a vibration that feels real. Rajasa seemed to be captivated by the charm of Sekar that Anelis did not have. He needs a woman who is more able to protect in terms of emotions. Sekar seems to fit the criteria at this time.

"Know Yank, my friend Rajasa. Mr. Rajendra's partner also" Abbas told the woman he loved in the world.

A quick glance at Rajasa, throws a slight smile. His mouth put together a simple word, "Hi, Sekar."

"Hey. Rajasa." replied Rajasa by waving his hand. He returned Sekar's smile, as if Sekar did not remember ever meeting him. Rajasa felt calm, his empty heart suddenly filled through Sekar.

"Every Sekar, Daisha is stable. That's why I often ask him to come here. Luckily he didn't mind" Abbas opened the conversation again.

"Oh..Just kind of being Daisha's best friend, huh?" ask Rajasa. The name Sekar alone makes it flower. I don't know what happened to that straight man. He forgot he had a wife. He knows he has his heart out there.

"Strong is the perfect friend. Even I don't want to just be friends with him." said Abbas who was met with a warm smile Sekar.

That smile was for Abbas who had long since filled Sekar's heart. But, strangely Rajasa also felt warm at the sight of Sekar's smile.

Daisha was fast asleep, if this does not appear he has a mental disorder as told by Abbas. She gently rubbed Daisha's arm, like trying to keep Daisha asleep. What a motherly instinct Sekar so felt. Rajasa did not even pay attention to the affectionate call made by Abbas and Sekar. For him, his heart is growing more and more flowery. He was clearly fascinated. From his deepest heart Rajasa again repeated falling in love. Satisfied to be close to Sekar, Rajasa resigned. In his heart he was determined to return to the magnificent house owned by Mr. Rajendra in another day.

The charm of Sekar binds him strong. The definition of love for Rajasa begins to differ. He got carried away. Losing the figure of Mamah who used to be his protector, made him look for a replacement. On Anelis who was clearly halal to him in the eyes of religion, Rajasa did not find it.

Elsewhere, the definition of Anelis' love also changed. All day at work, he recalls his night with Rajasa. Smile to himself sometimes. Although ashamed his heart also flowered. Anelis renews her love for Rajasa. Wish the fragrance stayed awake as early as their meeting. Rajasa actually also renews his love, only to a different body.

Falling in love always invites a question mark. To whom the heart is attached does not need a perfect reason to accept it. Sometimes, through a moment's eye view has made the heart lost. Caught in the feeling of love that is always uncertain definition.