As Strong as the Mentari, as Soft as the Moon
Episode 11's. Cupcake.(.2)
Four o'clock in the morning. I started my activities in the kitchen. Even though the coldness had invaded the body to feel like it was bone-chilling, I still insisted on fighting against it. Piles of cakes and boxes decorate the contents of the kitchen to be my encouragement at this time. And soon I started carefully packing activities, worried about waking the others up. "May's done in time." I muttered as I continued to move my hand. "Hey.." said Mirza, sitting in front of me. His eyes looked at my fast-moving hand arranging cakes and mineral water in a box. Then his hands started helping me.
Five o'clock past five minutes. I'm done fulfilling my obligations to my Robb. "Two hundred and five." count it with a smile as I sit back in front of him. I saw Sherlly come out of the room and go straight to the bathroom when I found her sister Mirza laughing and watching her yawn.
Six o'clock exactly. Packing is done. Even ready to deliver. "Pull the mang.." said Sherlly who sat in front near the driver. The car also drove down the streets a little muddy because it had just been in the rain. One hundred boxes slid into the Cih Amih store safely and also to the koh Ahong store. "Done.." said Sherlly with a satisfied smile. "Keep we go home how" said Sherlly again. "People.." I replied with a smile. "We've got the bike." - Mirza suddenly whispered, which surprised me and Sherlly. "Yeeei.." Sherlly cheered as she clapped in joy like a boy who won the lottery from a snack. I rode the motor sport owned by Mirza with an erratic feeling. A feeling I've felt before when I was with bang David. What is this feeling?
That was my activity for almost two months. Very helpful since there are older students who are always light-handed. Sometimes it helps to make cakes. Sometimes I help with my schoolwork. Sometimes the other. I feel not alone in this world. All was well until one afternoon on a quiet street corner, my scooter was stopped by a luxury car. I'm trying to control Scooter's pace to the point of squeaking my brakes. My breath held my fear. Two girls got out of the car. I'm four or five years above me. The faces of the two looked very pretty, but unfriendly. One of them is prettier and taller. He pushed me so hard that I collapsed and fell into a household sewage trench. My head hit the edge of the trench until the blood began to flow.. The girl laughed so hard. "Your place is right there, baker. In comberan...!"he screamed while laughing and clapping. "Once again you're bothering Mirza, not the water that covers you, but the blood from your body" he said hatefully and passed with his luxury car. Mirza...Sister Mirza once again the name was called and attributed to me. "Moreover thy plan, O Lord...!" I screamed while crying. "Mys....!" shouted a man I knew very well, even if only in the form of his shadow. At that time, I no longer knew what was going on with me.
"Mara..." My name has been mentioned so many times that it makes me open my eyes. My eyes rolled around the room that looked strange to me. "Fara.." once again the voice called out to me. "Sister Mirza...!" I said half a scream when I saw him sitting not far from me. And once again I screamed when I realized my clothes had changed. I pulled the blanket that had been covering my body and inched away from it. "Hey.not as you think. It wasn't me who changed your clothes, it was my house assistant. Sorry if my shirt is too big on your body" he said. "Where is this...?" I continued to cover my body with a blanket. "In my apartment. I can't take you to your house. I'm worried" he replied. Hearing that I cried. Unable to see my condition, he approached me and grabbed my body. He held me tight. Even very closely. His lips calmed me. I also resigned in his decapitation. Spilled already grievous that there is. "Love brother who has done all this. What's my fault, brother?I said while beating his chest that I was resting on. "First: she's not my boyfriend. She's just a crazy woman who's always trying to be my lover. Second: he knows that I love you. Therefore, he is trying to hurt you. I'm sorry if I was the cause of everything that happened to you" he said, holding me tight. I'm appalled. For a moment I thrashed from his embrace. My eyes stared at him unblinking. My crying suddenly disappeared. Only as much as I wanted to hear. "Love...?" I said it was barely audible. "Since we first met I've felt it. But I'm not sure yet. Until yesterday, I was absolutely sure. My feelings resisted when I saw you hurt. I'm anxious. I worry beyond the worries of a friend or sister. I'm sure I love you with all my soul" he said, staring at me silently. "I'm sorry I crossed the line." he said suddenly as he walked quickly to the door. "Sister Mirza."call me a little hesitating, but still manage to stop his steps. I ran to hug him. Feeling the warmth of his back and the masculine scent that always tickled my smell all this time. He pulled my hand and made my body stand in front of him. He looked at me clingy. His lips are smiling. "I.." I said stalled when his fingers closed my lips. "I know." she said with a smile and re-captured my body. "From now on you are mine. I'm sure I won't do anything bad to you. I'll take care of you" he said half-whispering as he rubbed my back. Sometimes he peeps at the end of my head. Miraculously.tangisku now disappeared as my heart turned pink.
"For a week or two stay here first. Just so you calm down first" he said, bribing his breakfast menu."But I'm fine, brother. Don't exaggerate. Fara also has to go to school, brother" I said as I sipped a glass of drinking water. "It's my decision, baby. I never accepted a rejection" he said as he looked at me. The glint of his eyes made me speechless again. "Well, I'm going to the office first. There's a little bit of work" he said as he stood up and tidied up the clothes and files piled up on the table. "Office...?" i said wonder. "Yes, baby.I'm starting a business next to my college. I've been wrestling for about two years. Thankful for my efforts to grow" he said amazed me. "Why, amazed? I'm more impressed with you, baby. You can also continue your good cake business" he said, shuffling my head. I smiled looking at his face. "If you need anything, tell Ms. Anna or me" she said, wearing a black blazer. "I left first huh." he said as he approached me who was sitting on the sofa. He was crouching to grab my head. But stop him from doing what he originally wanted to do. "God.I forgot. You're not my wife yet" she said, laughing loosely and leaving me.
Eleven o'clock past five minutes. The door to the room was knocked back. "Non... There's a friend non Fara. According to her, Mr. Mirza asked her to accompany non-Fara" Ms. Anna said behind the door. Hearing that I jumped up and immediately opened the door. I'm sure it's Sherlly that Mirza's been asked to accompany me. Just a few steps from my hair room was pulled back to stagger. I screamed because of the treatment. "I told you not to go near Mirza. But you live in his apartment" he said furiously. "Sadly, women don't know themselves" said one more girl while attacking me with a few punches on my body. I tried to fight, but what my day. I saw Miss Anna lying unconscious in the corner of the room. I sat down with wounds on some of my body and face. Then my hair was pulled back once more. I complain. "This is your last warning. If you're still seen with Mirza, your history garden" he threatened to be hateful. I was silent while holding back the pull of his hand. Only my tears are still flowing. And once again he landed a slap in my face before it passed.
I just sat in silence. I feel pain in some parts of my body. And I'm sure if blood flows from the corner of my lips. "Mys....!" shouted Mirza's brother when he found me. "What's going on?" said worried. Her hand grabbed my hair that looked chaotic and covered part of my face."I'm sorry..?" he said while hugging me. Then immediately, Mirza lifted my body and leaned on the navy bed. "I'm sorry, sir. I can't keep non Fara" said Ms. Anna, who came with a P3K box. There was no reply from Mirza's lips to Ms. Anna's words. He was more focused on the wounds that were on me. Very carefully he treated any nail scars or bruises on some other part of my body. "I'm sorry?"said Mirza once more while wiping away my tears that kept flowing. "Loving you is hard, my brother" I said, closing my eyes. "Yes. I-i know. Did you give up" he said while looking at me. "No.." I replied. "Good... It was just my girl" she said, rubbing my cheek and then gently tucking my hand. "Mirza.." said a beautiful middle-aged woman in the doorway. His eyes were round looking at us as he stepped closer. "Bad kid...!" the woman shouted while pulling Mirza's ear. "Mama.." cried Mirza's brother while holding the hand of the woman he called mama. "Ma.." said Mirza again with emphasis while looking at me. "Yes, forgot. Sorry.." he said and approached me. I grabbed his hand and I kissed the back of his hand with reverence. "eeee....Mirza why is she still here. Ke-lu-ar.." said Mama Melissa. As soon as he asked to be called. "Mama.." said Mirza.
