CAMELLIAS

episode 8's

ALFARO KEENAN'S

"Where have you been, this new clock is coming. Forgot that Alma had a doctor's appointment today." Alma immediately flocked with the question, as soon as I arrived at the hospital.

"I'm sorry, you have to work first. So it's too late to get here." I rubbed the top of Alma's head, because I was fifteen minutes late to take her to the street, to wash her blood. 

I went straight to the hospital as soon as Mom called me. I almost forgot about Alma's treatment, for teaching Kara to ride a motorcycle. 

"What's up here, Mom?" I asked, as soon as Nature enters the dialysis room. 

"Where are you from, still looking for a job?" 

"Engga. Faro already got a suitable job, so no need to find another job."

"Mother is sorry. Since you were born to a poor woman like Mom, you should find extra work." 

"Mother," I grabbed her fingers.

"Faro's proud to be Mom's son, don't talk rich anymore. Faro sincerely co-running." Mom stroked my temple.

"If one day you meet your real father, you want to?"

"I don't need a father who never wanted me. I just need Mom and Alma."

"But__"

"What do you want to eat, I buy it in the cafeteria." I deliberately switched the conversation. I'm not interested in talking about my real father. Even though he is still alive, if he never wanted my and Mother's whereabouts, then I would consider him no longer to exist in this world, even though he is still alive.

"Mom wants mineral water." I rushed to the hospital cafeteria, bought some snacks and mineral water.

"Faro,,,!" 

"The dea? Why is your family here sick?" I saw Dea, not far from where I was.

"No. I came here to follow you. Mr. Somad said Alma's mom went to the hospital. So I'm following." Mr. Somad, the neighbor of the house. She must have known about Mom and Alma's departure from the hospital.

"Why don't you tell me Alma's gonna wash the blood?" His grunt.

"I just came too."

"Where else? Isn't David not having lessons?"

Now Dea and I are sitting in one of the hospital's canteen chairs.

"There's a new job" I replied as I thrust a bottle of mineral water toward Dea.

"What work? I don't know if you have any other work, other than teaching David." I almost forgot about it, I haven't been able to tell you if I already have a new job.

"I'm a private tutor again."

"Where, who, what little child is grown."

I chuckle "One by one."

Dea clucked in annoyance.

"Little child, women in central jakarta area. Uhhuh?"

"Really?" Dea's eyes narrowed, full of suspicion.

"Yes, really. Not lying." I can't possibly tell you the truth, because Dea will definitely force me to stop once I know I'm a mature teacher. Maybe one day I'll stop teaching Kara, but not now. The cost of Alma's treatment is quite large, I can't possibly miss this opportunity. 

As soon as Alma finished treatment, Dea forced her to drive home. I chose to ride a motorcycle, while Mom and Alma were between Dea.

"You want to go home?" I asked, as soon as Dea and I walked out the door.

"Yes, malem. I'm saying good to Alma too." 

"Yes already." My hand still holds his fingers. 

"Be careful with the car, tell me it's home." Dea nodded, but did not leave.

I know what Dea means. I pulled her waist closer, then I bowed my face and kissed her lips. This time it was not a short kiss, as Dea directly wrapped her hands around my neck. Slowly touch his lips. It's not the first time Dea and I have kissed, but so far it's only been like this . Not more.

"Some one will see." I let go of my kiss.

"I'll go back first." I nodded and drove Dea to the door of her car. 

Slowly Dea's car walked away and was lost in the darkness of the night. 

"Sister, the sound continues to sound." Mom screamed from the kitchen as soon as I entered the house.

"Yes, Faro'll check."

I immediately looked for the phone I had placed in the bag, on the bed. There were several incoming messages and calls from Rony. 

"Why, Ron?" I called Rony back.

"Crazy! It's hard to connect with you." Rony's voice from across there.

"Sorry, I'm abis anter and I'm from the doctor. Why mother?"

"The stuff I've been pointing at you, it's still there?" I glanced at the bag, looking at the chocolate map that Rony had tucked into me this afternoon.

"Mmm, why?"

"Duh mampus me, it turned out to be an important document my bokap."

"Misake it yourself." 

"Gue ask for help, anterin tu documents. I can't. There's another show."

"Elah, at best you're hanging out," Ejekku.

" Far, please. I paid for it."

"Ogah, it's malem. I'm mager!"

"Two hundred.."

"Udah malem, I'm males."

"Three hundred?"

"Gue ma_"

"Rupe!"

"Crazy yeah! Very bad matre! Worse than Debby." Grouser Rony.

"That's if you want to."

"Yaudah, I send the address. Pastin tuh nyampe document. I'm transferring."

"okay." I smiled as soon as Rony disconnected the phone. 

After receiving the message containing the destination home address, I immediately went to deliver the documents. Turns out the address Rony was referring to was not far from Kara's house. It deserves this important document, because the house I am heading to is no less luxurious than Kara's. 

I just dropped off the paperwork and rushed back home, but this time I deliberately drove the bike slowly, hoping there was a food vendor around the side of the road. Because I haven't eaten since noon.

I stopped right near the fried rice seller. I stopped not because I wanted to buy, but because I saw a girl with long hair, wearing pink sleeping pajamas eating fried rice on the side of the road. 

Did I see wrong? 

But I memorized it, his smile and his laughter. That's Kara.

What the hell is he doing there? 

I was curious, finally I chose to get off the bike and approach him.

"Kara?" The girl looked up, as soon as I called her name.

"Faro, why are you here?" He looked surprised to see me.

"There's business, near here." 

"Oh, sit here. Already eaten?"

"Udah." But I sat down to follow his invitation.

"Abang, I want another fried rice." Kara shouted at the seller's brother.

"Do you like what's wrong?" Now he asks me.

"I've eaten" I keep lying

"Don't worry, Bang, just take it." He's back to sound.

"Here the fried rice is delicious, you have to try. I eat here often." He said with his mouth full of fried rice.

"Who are you here?"

"My sister, I know her name, Susan." Kara introduces a young woman, named Susan. Before long the order came, the distinctive aroma of fried rice directly pierced the nose, even the worms in my stomach were impatient to be fed immediately.

"Enak right?" Kara asked, as soon as I devoured endlessly a plate of fried rice.

"Mmmm, good." 

One plate of fried rice slid smoothly into my stomach, not even I allowed a single grain of rice to remain. True Kara said, fried rice here is delicious, different from ordinary places that are often found on the roadside.

"I'm the one who paid," Kara immediately pulled out the money from the small wallet she was carrying. 

"I am." I felt uncomfortable at the dinner treat, even though I knew Kara had a lot of money.

"I will, if you want to buy it next time." Kara still wants to pay and I finally let her pay for my fried rice. 

"Return to what?" I asked as soon as we were both going home.

"Bring motor. Tuh,," Kara pointed at her motorcycle on the side of the road. 

"So you bought it, so now you're the one who drove it home" I said.

"But Susan?"

"I can go home by myself, let me take the bike." Said Susan Ma'am. 

"Mba Susan went home alone, you let me deliver." 

Finally Susan went home first, brought Kara's motorbike.

"It's a really high motor." 

"Hand your shoulder, if it's hard to climb." Kara's taking my advice. 

"Don't speed?" 

"Slip."

As he asked, the motor slowly walked down the road.

"Why are you eating on the side of the road?" 

"Why is that?" Kara's voice sounded right next to my ear.

"Any thing, why not at a fancy restaurant."

"So you don't think I can eat on the side of the road?" 

"Yes no," I was confused to say I mean, I was afraid that the end of Kara was even offended, so I chose to be silent not to continue my question again.

"I'd rather eat in a place like that, rame, a lot of his friends. Rather than eating at home, just being alone." Sura Kara sounded soft, even her breathing was so felt that it swept over the side of my face.

"Eventually," Pekiknya, as soon as my motorbike has arrived in the front yard of his house.

"Where have your parents been, their house is deserted." I glanced at Kara's house. Quiet, even more like an empty house.

"Father same mother has not come home, and not necessarily also home. I'm alone here." He replied, there was a bit of sadness from Kara's words.

"I went in, yeah, it's a malem. You hunt home, you will be sought. Don't wander on." I laughed at Kara's words.

"Okay, I'm back. Go in there first." Kara nodded, turning towards the gate of her house.

"Kara."

"Yes?" Kara turned back to look as soon as I called her name.

"Good night." 

"Good night too." Reply with a smile.

 I don't know if it's just my feeling, but Kara's smile is so sincere and warm. She is even more beautiful when she smiles.