BUCIN STARLA'S HUSBAND

PANJANG BEACH

Two months earlier.

“Happy Birthday, Darling..” Devan said as he kissed the girl's forehead.

Sheren returned the kiss with a hug that was no less friendly. That day her boyfriend had his 20th birthday. It was their second birthday together.

“Still, Dear.” Sheren blew a little cake that Devan brought. Devan knew that Sheren did not like sweet foods, so he bought a small cake.

They're in Sheren's apartment. In the morning, Devan came to surprise me. So unfortunately Devan to Sheren, so he does not want to miss every important moment for his lover.

“Mami nitip something for you,” says Devan. He grabbed a brown paper bag and gave it to Sheren. Inside there a complete package of makeup with the brand La Prairie given Helsa to Sheren. Which women do not know one of the cosmetic brands that can price for studio-type apartment installments.

“Dev, this is serious from Mami?” sheren asked, nervous.

“Emang what is it?” Devan himself was curious.

“This cosmetic is very expensive. This is the second time Dev, I don't know what to do for your Mami.”

Devan smiles. “Quite be a good boyfriend for his son.”

“If you don't need to say, I always want to be the best for you,” said Sheren. The girl kissed a glimpse of her lover's lips, but quickly Devan held her nape and kissed her deeper. Morning to afternoon, the two spent time together.

Until the night Devan has to return to Sheren's apartment because his favorite watch is left there. That night Sheren was out to his Uncle's house so Devan didn't have to tell him he was going there. Password of the apartment Devan memorized correctly. Their date of creation.

Devan stopped his steps when a man's voice sounded from the room. As it sounds, *******. The man was curious and quietly went to the source of the voice.

Devan did not blink a single eyelid. How Sheren's hips swayed was erotic over the body of a man much older than her. The man's burly hand held Sheren's hip. It was the first time Devan had seen Sheren's naked body, although he had teased her several times in a bikini. And again the man touched the top of Sheren's chest and even took a sip.

Devan thinks this is part of his hallucination. But he was wrong. It´s real. Sheren did an *** with another man. Devan gradually retreated and immediately searched for his watch and quickly got out of there.

Along the way home, Devan drove his bike at high speed. The pain she felt that night. This is Sheren's reply to his love. Devan has to do with that damn woman.

The days just pass by. But there's something different about Devan, that's what Sheren saw. There's no I-you language from Devan's mouth. Lo-gue, who Sheren always hears from his lover's mouth.

“Honey, holiday this semester where?” ask Sheren.

“Gue same family want to Bali,” Devan replied.

“You didn't invite me?” ask Sheren again. Usually Devan always brings Sheren at family events, even their last semester holiday to Singapore with visiting Kanaya-his cousin.

“It's private, special family aja.”

Sheren nodded in understanding.

“SHEREN!!!” shouted one of his classmates. Sheren turned his head, and along with that Juna came to Devan.

“Ren, you called Bu Mega facing his room,” classmate Sheren said.

“Oh, yes. I went there.”

Sheren turned to look at Devan and Juna. “I went to the dean's room. I'm going to play at home in the afternoon. Bye Darling,” Sheren's friendly kiss on Devan's cheek. It makes Juna look.

Sheren is gone. Devan grimaces disgust. “Lo grab one glass of water, Jun,” Devan command. Juna complied and took a glass of mineral water from the refrigerator in the canteen.

“Buset, wash your face with mineral water. A lot of money lo Dev,” Juna chirps.

“Get me the same lips,” sign Devan.

Juna is suspicious, there is something strange going on between DEvan and Sheren.

“There's a problem?” ask Juna, kepo.

“Lo should help me. Look for an expensive voice eavesdropper, who can hear the sound clearly.”

“What was this before? I'm curious, motherfucker!” maki Juna's.

“Sheren cheating!”

***

“Starla.”

The name echoed in the Cafe kitchen. Starla immediately moved and approached Lani in the doorway.

“What's up, Lan?” ask Starla.

“Lo look at the girl sitting at table number five, she wants to meet lo,”, Lani said.

Starla. That's Devan's girlfriend. I mean ex-lovers, because their relationship was over a week ago. Starla hears their every talk, Starla hears Sheren crying that day. And Sheren also heard one sentence that he thought was very intimate.

I fell in love with Starla. I want her, I want her to be the mother of my children.

“La, there gi. Very nanyain lo,” said Lani.

Starla nodded, and went to Sheren. From a distance, the girl looked at him dislikefully.

“Sorry Ma'am, how can I help you?” ask Starla, politely.

Byur…

Some customers and waiters there saw Sheren's actions just now. Starla's face and clothes were already wet with a drink doused into her face. Closing her eyes, Starla rubbed her face.

“Chick shameless. Destroyer of people's relationships,” cyclic Sheren berates Starla.

“Heh! You said what just now? Try again I did not hear,” continued Lani who came from the direction of the cashier.

“Temen lo this actor, godain guy people!” exclaim Sheren.

“Salahin boy lo deletin my best friend!” Lani was no less challenging, she unsheathed Sheren with a very sharp gaze.

“Lan, it's my business with him,” insists Starla mediate the debate.

“Can't, La. This woman should know that her odd guy is the same lo,” Lani denied, then looked at Sheren. “Let you know, every day Devan always visits Starla's house just want to make sure she and her mother are okay.”

Starla turned to Lani, didn't she hear wrong?

“Every day Devan always makes sure Starla works or not, she always monitors my best friend. Lo know, Devan has nandain Starla with his mother,” explained Lani fiery.

“Lan...,” Starla needs an explanation.

“Sorry, La. I closed everything from you. But you have to know this. Mom always asked me to keep this a secret from you. Every day Devan always goes to your house every time you work or on campus,” said Lani.

While Sheren who was angry, now shrieked after hearing the statement. Devan doesn't mess with his words. Devan wants Starla. Devan has forgotten about it.

“Lo also has broken up ‘kan same Devan? Why don't you know himself maki-maki Starla?” Lani laughed mockingly, it made her servant friends laugh with Sheren's stupidity.

Starla pulled Lani's shoulder back a little, then she stood right in front of Sheren. Starla takes a drink from one of the customers whose table is opposite the table that Sheren occupies.

Byur…

“No need to embarrass yourself here. Just now it was for my face that you flush. And this..” Plak…

“... for those of you who have made a scene at my workplace.” A hard slap landed very hard on her cheek, Sheren almost cried because her cheek hurt so much.

Sheren was wrong to look for an opponent. Starla's not the right person to gossip about. Starla does look innocent, but she won't stay put if dropped like now.

“This is the last time I see you in this Cafe,” Starla explained. Lani smiled with satisfaction at the face of Pias Sheren.

“Go lo!” expel Lani.

Sheren took her bag, and then with her index finger she marked Starla's face. “Life will not be quiet!”

***

The events of two days ago at the Cafe made Starla change. Since Devan's apartment, Starla has been friends with him. However, everything changes after Sheren's arrival at his workplace. Starla feels one of them is her mistake that makes Devan and Sheren break up.

“Kiki, can you not pull my hair? Pain!” starla Jerrits.

Still busy writing, Starla felt annoyed that her long hair had been pulled since earlier.

“KIKI!!” hardik Starla's.

The girl was aghast, apparently Devan did it. The guy smiled kindly at her. Devan sat right in front of him.

“Not tired of running away from me, hm?”

“I have nothing to do with you,” said Starla.

“La, come with me yuk.”

“Ngak!” reject Starla.

“Starla..

The girl looked up, “I'm not afraid of all your threats.”

“Oh, yes? Are you sure?” devan Goda.

“Yes, I'm not afraid of you,” Starla said.

“Shit!” Deftly, with just one time Starla was already in Devan's arms.

“DEVAN!!! DROP ME!!” Like a sack of rice, Devan took the girl out of her class. Starla's laptop and purse were left on the desk.

“Lo should I law. You volunteer. I'm brave with me now,” exclaimed Devan without caring for the gaze of the students of Literature throughout the corridor of the class.

“DEVAN!!” Starla grabs the black mane, but Devan doesn't care about it.

In the parking lot, Devan opens his Jeep door and sits Starla in front. Then he came in and sat in the steering wheel.

“Dev, I still have class.”

“Ancient Java Language ‘kan? Ms. Irma did not come in, you do not have to lie with me,” said Devan who then turned on his car.

Geez, psychic Devan or something. Business kid like him even knows the schedule for a Literature Boy class.

Starla is upset that the car has started to come out of the campus parking lot. Devan is always willing.

Along the way, Starla thinks about what Lani said the other day, about Devan who always visited her house without her knowledge. Sometimes he glanced at the guy.

“Banyakin see my face, let's quickly fall in love,” said Devan who was consciously noticed by Starla.

“Basic perverted guy!” starla Decak.

***

“Gue doesn't think the same as Devan. Breaking up from lo, fancied waiters Cafe,” said Arsya-friend Sheren.

There's only a snatch from Sheren. It's all his fault that can't hold back his sex drive. It's all his fault for never being honest with Devan that he hasn't been a girl since the return of the study tour in the second semester. Ever since one of her catfish dyed her that year, Sheren's gone wild. Yes, at that time he did not know Devan. Because they've only been dating since the semester four years ago.

Sheren always wanted to be touched more. That's why when Devan refuses, the girl always vents her wishes with her paid man. But five months ago, someone from the past returned to Indonesia. To be honest, Sheren still holds a taste for Danu. Danu was her ex-lover during a white-gray period. Danu who long lived in America had a free and wild life. Danu always gives Sheren the satisfaction he never gives.

Danu still loves Sheren. Whatever Sheren asks, Danu always goes along, including his passion.

And Arsya never knew of the affair.

“Sya, I want to rest,” said Sheren then left Arsya alone in the living room.

“Yes, I'm home. I'm also lazy to be confused. Lo happy crying, discharged it move on,” Arsya's advice, then take the bag and go from the apartment.

In the room, Sheren laid her body on the bed. His phone shook, a message notification distracting him. The message was from Danu.

Danu: Do you miss me?

“Yes, I miss you,” murmured Sheren. Got the message as soon as his desire rose. He wants Danu, but he refuses to meet. Sheren took off his clothes, it seemed like he was going to use his hands that afternoon.

In a different place, at Sambolo Anyer Beach. Devan took off the black shirt and also the D&G jeans put it in the car seat. Starla was still sitting in the front seat watching the movements of the boy. A little choked up because Devan is only wearing boxer pants now. That guy's gonna take a sea bath.

Starla thinks Devan's tattoo is only on her right wrist and the right side of her neck, but she's wrong. At her feet even have skulls and roses, Starla really didn't notice when Devan was just wearing a boxer in the apartment one week ago. In addition, on his stomach was the face of a pair of men and women that Starla believed was the face of Papi and Mami.

“Starla..”

The daydream is up, Devan is sitting back in the steering chair.

“Dev, get off!”

“Wear my shirt on the back of it. I waited five minutes outside,” Devan said telling Starla to change clothes and take a shower with her. That guy's out.

All the way to Banten just make it to the beach. Devan was intent on being able to stay with him longer. All right, just five minutes of time that guy gave me. Quickly Starla wore a plain white shirt. Aish, it's too open if he has to get out.

Devan looked at Starla who had just gotten off the car, this was the second time Devan had seen Starla wearing her shirt.

Why are you so sexy? inner Devan.

“What do you want me to plug in?” ask Starla, annoyed.

“Apaan the hell you!” decak Starla, then walk towards the beach.

“He can swim?” the monologue Devan ends up chasing Starla.

Starla has never been to the beach before. This was a first for him. And Devan, that guy brought her here. Though not necessarily to Banten, Ancol is good enough according to Starla.

It was late afternoon, about four o'clock. The waves chased each other, as if to quickly approach Starla.

"Starla.." whispered Devan from behind.

The girl was a little surprised as Devan hugged her waist.

"Let's kayak gini, La. I want to" Devan said, preventing Starla from moving.

Devandra wanted Starla for her. That's when Devan asked, they were like that forever.

"Dev..," called Starla, who was already carried away as her hand stroked the back of Devan's hand. The boy closed his eyes, feeling the cool of the sea breeze.

"Yes." Yeah."

"You go to the beach often?" ask Starla.

Devan nodded, in a conscious state he kissed Starla's shoulder repeatedly. Then a little while later Devan let go of his embrace, sticking out a hand for Starla to come with him.

"I can't swim" said Starla.

Devan chuckles, guessed it.

"Follow me, Starla."

Starla grabs the burly hand, and together with Devan the two go inside. Fused with the roar of the waves. Until the water reaches Starla's chest, Devan stops there.

"Great fun, Dev!" pekik Starla, pleasure.

"You want something more exciting?" tawar Devan's.

"What?"

Then ….

Here they are now. The dock is not too long, and also not too high from the base. They were both wet from there.

"There's no phobia of heights, is there La?"

"No. But Dev, I'm scared" Starla replied.

"Gue won't let go" Devan argued, meaningfully.

"Promise? If I drown, I have no one else."

"I promise you," Devan hugged Starla, preparing to jump in together.

"DEVINE!"

"Not yet to jump," decak Devan.

Starla looked up, looking at Devan. "Yes sorry."

"La, hug my neck tighter," Pinta Devan, and Starla did. The girl was aghast when Devan carried her like a Koala and…

"DIVANDRA!!!"

Byurrrs …

It's like playing in Dufan. Starla screamed as loud as she could as Devan jumped into the sea with her in the sling. His legs did not escape from Devan's waist, as well as his hands.

Still in his arms, Devan quickly brings Starla to the surface.

"Huh," Starla breathed softly when it was up.

"Seru, right, La?"

Starla looks up at the dock."It's exciting."

"Can you swim alone?" devan asked, and Starla countered with a light skirt.

"Gue holdin. Move as freely as you, I'm here."

With a little fear, Starla tries to break away from Devan. However, his hand did not hold the boy's hand.

"Dev, I like it. Very fond. So gini yeah, it feels like swimming. Especially in the ocean like this."

Devan chuckles. The girl looked very enthusiastic. Devan knows Starla has never been to the Beach before, and there are many more places.

"Mauro …"

"Yes, Devan," said Starla, eroding the distance between them.

"Be my girlfriend?"

Devan grabbed the small waist to get closer to him. Starla was still hearing that voice. Devan shot him?

"Dev.., uh…,"

"Be my girlfriend."

This time Devan did not put a question sentence on that sentence. Starla. Devan's face did not describe the man as joking.

"Devan, I-I"

Starla's voice stopped as Devan briefly kissed her lips. Oh my, that was Starla's first kiss. Devan, author of Aduin and Papi huh.

"Gue will wait, Starla. I'll wait for you, until then."

****

The sky is getting dark. The orange sky is so beautiful that it adorns the universe. This is the highlight of Romance Panjang Beach, Sambolo Anyer Beach that Devan wants to give to Starla.

Sitting on the beach, enjoying the twilight with his favorite girl. The shirt that Starla wears is also dry on the body. Today was amazing. Starla admitted that.

“Dev, you come here often?”

“From small have been taken to explore the same nature Papi and Mami, to the beach continues. Because Mommy likes to see sunset.”

“... every weekend if not around the city, yes to the Beach. Sometimes Mami take to Bali,” added Devan.

“Your family is cool, Dev,” praise Starla.

“... different with me. From childhood I was just the same Mom, I don't know what my Dad was like.”

Starla looks at Devan. “According to you, I still have a Dad? You think, if he's still around, why didn't he meet me?”

Deg !

Starla was already teary-eyed at Devan. The guy is confused to respond to what the two questions are. Traffic flashed in his memory one of his Papi's sentences.

Hugs can be a cure for all pain.

“La, there are many things in this world that we should not need to know to keep us okay,” said Devan, and stood up.

“... wake up,” Devan and Starla orders also welcome his hand.

Devan looked at the girl's innocent face, both hands raised making an arch on Starla's lips.

“Smiles. And let me hug,” said Devan and carried the girl in his arms.

****

“Mas, Cemara is still too small. Don't be selfish!”

“He broke the rules, so must be punished. This is the best for him,” cetus Adryan.

Helsa laughed with her tears. “Best for Mas, not for Fir. If you get to Cemara actually to Jogja, I take the children out of the house.”

“Helsa..,”

It was the first time Adryan had mentioned his wife's name. Usually Honey, Baby, my wife, my love.

“I don't ngancem, I'm always serious,” Helsa said.

“Temple keep switching schools!”

“MEANS READY TO SPLIT US,” shouted Helsa. The woman picks up the phone and calls Devan who hasn't been home until now.

“Devan and Cemara will not leave the house, including YOU!” Adryan robs his wife's phone and throws it into the bathroom sink. With a stand he pressed the water faucet and the phone was submerged in the sink.

“MAS ADRYAN!!”

“Honey, enough of us who feel the bitterness of life, children do not,” Adryan. The man tried to give Helsa some understanding with his fear now.

“Cemara has Mas and Devan who can take care of him,” exclaimed Helsa. “Helsa is not ready far from Cemara, Mas.”

“We can look at him, baby. If necessary every weekend,” said Adryan.

“No! No want, Cemara must remain in Jakarta,” exclaimed Helsa.

Adryan clucked, he got out of bed. He knows exactly the character of Helsa, he will do thousands of ways for his request to be granted. To avoid better Adryan spent his work alone.

However, just on the doorstep the man stopped.

“Ready if someday Ara will hate the same Mas. Never blame Helsa,” the woman.

“You mean?” Adryan went back to Helsa.

“Mas knows very well how it used to be my relationship with Mama before we got married,” said Helsa.

“Do not under-belly the past!” press Adryan.

***

“Mother..”

It's nine o'clock in the evening, and they're just in Jakarta. Devan parks Jeep in Starla's yard, waiting for the middle-aged woman to come out and open the door for her son.

Then the door opened, showing a woman wearing a white scarf around her neck.

“Assalamualaikum, Mom,” saya Devan.

“Waalaikumsalam, Devan.”

“Mother, sorry yes, Starla came home late,” Starla said.

“Iya, Devan has said the same Mother.”

Starla looked inwardly at the man, who was stared at even ignorant smiles at him.

“Devan nganter Starla. From earlier Mami phone,” said Devan, honestly.

“Yahh, even though I want to take dinner.”

“Not done, Mom. We ate already,” Starla argued.

“Oh, yes already. If you guys still want to chat Mother in.”

Starla looked at the woman's back, Her mother was understanding. Is it true what Lani said yesterday?

Starla approaches Devan who is still leaning on her car.

“Dev, thanks.”

“For what?

“For today. You are really good to spend time with girls like me.”

“Because I want to,” said Devan.

Silent…

“Starla...,” call Devan, soft.

“Iya, Dev.”

Devan walked up to the girl, then he aligned the faces of the two. “La, do I have to remove these tattoos so that I can enter the type of dream guy lo?”