
The days went on more beautifully for Pandu. The status of the relationship level rise with Laras, making him happy.
He diligently accompanied Laras to train children to play ball on Wednesday afternoon. Still full of enthusiasm. Technical lessons as well as sportsmanship and team work for the child players are instilled by both coaches. Pandu also provides a medicine box with complete contents as a first aid tool.
Thursday morning Pandu with Mr. Leo there is a duty to the hospital in the city. Meeting the health insurance system as a social security program for the people. Until the afternoon.
Pandu took the time to swipe Gaby. He conveyed Laras' care to the little girl. Gaby tipped the results of her learning to the teacher's mother Laras. The child's condition is improving, his development to recover is progressing rapidly.
Over the weekend, the doctor was busy because two patients had to be referred to the hospital in the city by ambulance. Stroke attack one elderly patient and the other patient bleeding heavily after giving birth.
A phone call from Mama Pandu in Jakarta. Video call at night.
"You're coming home next week, yeah. Mama makes birthday events just for the family. A day permit, two days at most. Mama misses you," mama's voice from across the island.
"Yes, ma. Pandu will try."
"Yes, Sandra Pak Sutoyo's daughter has completed her skin specialist. When are you planning on taking a specialist?"
"The guide just moved on. May it be next year, ma."
"Don't hold off. Almost all of your friends have taken "
" Stay with consideration.
"Papa wants you to take heart or surgery..Um yeah, you've got a girlfriend or not?"
"Ehm, still approach. Just pray, ma."
" who? Is he a doctor too?"
"Later Pandu tell me, it's too early. Mom prayed for ya."
"Mama actually wants you to be in a relationship with doctor Sandra. She's smart, beautiful and nice. Their families already know each other."
"It's not that Sandra already has a boyfriend, um fiancee, ma.
" Now it's single."
"Oh ..so "
"You promise I'll see your mom, which girl you're approaching......"
"Yes, ma."
"Papa and Pram are preparing an integrated clinic and pharmacy that we are planning. Hopefully by the end of the year it can start operations."
"Hopefully, ma."
"One day if you move to Jakarta, you can make an afternoon practice."
"Yes, ma."
"Your sister's one semester away from graduation. I hope you've been on a long vacation."
"Amen..."
The conversation ended when there was a call from the guard nurse. There are patients with severe diarrhea. Guide immediately to the ER room.
He should check and evaluate his condition.
As a fellow doctor even though he is a pathologist, Mama Pandu really understands how her son is struggling to show independence far away there.
Medical theory does need to be proven and implemented more real in the field directly.
The conversation with my mom. Sandra, Pandu's sister. A year below. The girl used to be a popular student on campus.
Beautiful, smart also from a rich family. Dambaan the men.
Their families have a network of hospitals where papa joins as commissioner.
Originally Pandu and Sandra wanted to be betrothed to strengthen cooperation. But Sandra was not ready. He chose to find the lover of a famous culinary businessman.
Pandu had to establish love with a friend. But there is power not his soul mate. They split up well. Finding your own way. Elena is married to a pilot, and now has a child.
For Pandu, all those stories are the past that must be closed. It's time to enjoy the present and plan for the future.
The man does not want to be stuck in memories or imprisoned by regrets.
On the other hand Laras is busy preparing the appearance of children's choirs. Tomorrow Saturday afternoon they will perform.
Today is the last exercise. All spirit. The mothers have prepared equipment, especially clothing area.
The day that awaited has arrived. No classes in the morning. The group was ready at half-time inside the factory meeting hall.
Laras and Bu Nur appear berbaya with a simple bun. Little Sari wears Balinese clothes, Ningrum with Minang clothes. Kemal wearing Madura clothes, Fadli with traditional clothes in central Java. Much more. Eighteen children came up with their own style.
Laras imagines if Gaby and Budi are not sick. Must be more lively. The two boys were stars in the Baras class.
Before appearing the group took a portrait in front of the magnificent building.
Pandu actually wants to drive Laras, but what power there is a serious patient. A middle-aged patient who must be referred to the city Hospital for diabetes and heart complications.
Laras picked up Bu Nur with an SUV in sopiri his eldest son who just graduated.
The atmosphere in which they would perform was already filled with invitations. Local officials, company officials, and employees and families. More than two hundred people.
First look of the welcome dance. Then the moves and songs from elementary school. Children's choir TK, band and dance poco-poco staff wives. Last local comedy group.
When children appear very loud applause. Their cute and funny charms and passionate songs. Laras led with ease, while Bu Nur accompanied on the right side. Applaus. There is pride for all of them.
Kindergarten children after performing, some went straight home, some survived to watch the show until mid and to completion. They are accompanied by their parents.
At about half-time three, a Pandu chat was received by Laras. He'll pick you up there. The show is not finished yet. There are still local bands that will perform the ultimate. However since Laras was a bit tired and most of his students came home, he wanted to rest as well.
"You're beautiful with that look" Praise Pandu.
This was the first time the man had seen Baras with complete make up. Slim body wrapped in pink kebaya and beautiful batik cloth.
"Thank you."
They were walking towards the car park, on the right side of the building. Around duaratus meter. The uneven dirt road makes Laras who rarely wear sandals with high heels, almost fell. Only five centimeters. How is more than that?
The Guide reflex holds the girl's arm.
Barrel smiled.
"Be careful."
Not felt until he got into the car.
Barrel felt sultry and a little dizzy. This is the second time his hair is carried. First, at graduation.
Barrel closed his eyes for a moment.
"Why?"
"Looky. This bun is hard. It's been dancing in the salon from twelve o'clock."
"Take a drink of water first."
Pandu thrust a bottle of mineral water from the stock in his car.
" Thank you."
Baras immediately drank the water.
"Have you eaten?"
"Already at home, after performing also given a snack."
"What this could reduce
got dizzy?"
Suddenly Pandu kissed Laras right cheek.
The girl was surprised. But the swish in his chest, made him happy. What's the matter?
For a moment they both fell silent. Fondling at each other's feelings.
Lucky no one saw. Guides parked in the corner of the field.
Pandu grasping the fingers of Laras. They look at each other. Pandu is getting bolder. The man approached his face at Laras. The girl held her breath.
A blink of the Barrel's eye closed. A gentle kiss touched his lips.
"I love you, Laras...."
A moment to look at each other. Pandu smiled thinly. Barrel sculpting.
Quietly, only the heartbeat is getting louder. The mood is awkward.
"I want to go home quickly, Pandu!"
Pandu. Soon he started driving the car out of the parking lot. The half-kilometer-long uneven dirt road was more than the side of the vast factory area, leaving the bodies of both shaken.
The barrel stared straight ahead, still in silence. Occasionally his left hand reached for the handrail above the car door.
The guide tried to slow the speed of the car because it had to pass through several hollow, muddy and rocky tracks.
Pandu occasionally glanced at the girl next to him. Laras's face pouted, then murmured, folding his lips into his mouth as well as throwing a glance towards the left side of the window, all he recorded in his mind.
Pandu feels guilty. He can't help himself. Barrels that this time dress up other than usual make the turmoil of maleness flounder.
" Does this feel too fast for the girl? " , Inner Pandu.
It only took twenty minutes to get to the front of the house.
Before turning off the car engine, Pandu said, "I'm sorry, Laras..."
The girl did not answer, opened the car door and hurried to walk into the house. He doesn't care about Pandu.
Bik Jum who was sweeping the courtyard, stopped the movement. He was just dumbfounded, his head turned towards Laras. Then reverse. Now he looked at Pandu who was walking slowly.
" Evening, bik!"
"Sore, what's going on with Pandu? Why is Laras like a prick."
"Hem, maybe tired."
" Come on, pal Go in and wait in the living room. Let aunt make you a drink first."
" Thank you, bik."
He sat in the living room feeling guilty. What will happen after this?
"When I kissed her, she didn't refuse. It seems to enjoy it too. "
Go smile to yourself.
To fill the time while waiting, the man pulled out a cell phone. Playing fingers. Viewing gallery. Portrait of Laras while training the ball. That's just Pandu's favorite.
"Ehm, why didn't I get to photograph Laras. She is rarely beautiful like she was just now. Even kissed him," the man's inner self.
Grandma came with a cup of tea. Pandu nodded respectfully and gave his greetings.
After allowing the dish to be drunk, they began to chat.
"I'm sorry, seems like there's a problem with Laras?"
Pandu. Bik Jum must have reported. Grandma didn't seem to see her granddaughter's behavior because she was in the store.
"No, grandma."
"Why didn't he come out and see you?"
"Maybe still change clothes."
"His room is in the key from the inside."
Pandu. Is Laras really angry?
" Grandmother persuade him first, patiently yes doctor Pandu "
"Yes, thank you, Grandma."
Nearly forty minutes passed. Pandu fidgeting. Tired of playing the phone, he wanted to walk out. Suddenly a medium-sized photo album caught his attention. The thing lying behind the tv on the sideboard looks a little worn.
Pandu. Then sit back. Open sheet by sheet. There is a large family portrait. Looks like his grandfather, grandmother, little Laras and his two cousins. And two pairs of husband and wife.
"Where is Laras' mother's father?", he whispered.
The guide brought his eyes closer to the old portrait whose color had been blurry.
There are also photos of each of them.
Looks Laras, probably Gaby's age. Limateenarian. Well-favoured. Pipa puff, thick hair cut short. His wide smile made the two missing upper front teeth clearly visible.
Pandu smile. Kumatikannya. He took this unique photo.
Then many stories unraveled from photos, as well as other images. Pose the girl as well as the cousins with lots of polah. From childhood to adolescence. Learn to ride a dipper bike, fish by the pool, ride a guava tree. He was driven by his father by a motorbike, in his mother's seat. Camping with her teenage friends. Portrait of ball. There is no photo of Laras holding a doll.
It seems that Laras is very dear to his mother's father and two cousins.
Repeating guide from the first page. This time it only observed the girl's face from childhood until around the age of adolescence. Not much has changed.
"I'm starting to know the profile of the Laras family. But Laras doesn't even know who and how I am. Unfair," whispered Pandu to himself.
Pandu put the photo album back to where it was.
The tea in the cup has ludes. The man decided to walk to the yard. Talk to bik Jum. The middle-aged woman had swept.
"Well, you like to snack, bik?"
"No, just a little stubborn, shhhhhhhhhh, like the grandmother," he said, chuckling.
"Ehm, so."
"Son must be patient. But Laras is very kind. Sometimes it's good that it's used the wrong way by others."
"Oh, huh?"
"But Pandu is not like that, right?"
"Of course not, bik!"
"Babies believe."
Suddenly Baras walked towards them. His appearance has changed. Blue jeans and white T-shirt. Hair draped. The face returned plain without the slightest makeup. Sandaled clasps.
"Mas Pandu, I want to talk. Let's just get out !"
Bik Jum blinked his eyes to signal that Pandu followed the Baras step out of the fence.
Pandu tried to match the girl's steps. Walk to the front of the shop, turn towards a papaya garden, then head to a path to a pond, ehm padang on the edge of bamboo trees.
The wide stride and the slight rush in front of him caused Pandu to grab the girl's hand.
Laras looked over and brushed it off. Arrive at a large rock on the right side of the entrance to the dam. He's stopped.
The barrel placed two of its hands in front of the chest. Staring ahead and not looking at Pandu who has now stood beside him.
The two old men who were fishing in the opposite direction to where they had momentarily turned their heads.
The place was about a hundred and fifties meters away from the house of Laras.
In the breath, the girl said, "Please don't do anything like that !"
"I'm sorry."
" Mad should promise."
"Yes, I promise !"
"If it were like that again, I would be angry and not want to see you !"
Laras.
Pandu sighed.
Suddenly a small spider with its fine web fell on the head of Laras. Spontaneous palanquin touched the girl's head.
"Oh..!" The girl's reflexes avoid the hands of the Scouts.
" There's a spider on your head."
Laras' right hand danced over his head to ward off the little beast.
Now Laras' left leg is snapping. The girl looked down. A row of red stews spread out between his toes. Barrel squatting. Pandu followed his movements.
Laras scratched frantically as more and more ants invaded, now also to his right foot.
"Switch," the girl turned around, then ran towards her house.
Pandu shook his head. Why is only Laras attacked by ants, and he is not?
The man turned around and returned on foot. There was no way he could catch up with running. It's like an Indian movie scene.
Arriving at the house of Laras, the girl was not seen. Grandma welcomed Pandu, saying that Laras told her that she wanted to rest and not be disturbed.
Grandma apologized with Baras' attitude.
Pandu understands. Politely he went home.
Pandu is disappointed. But trying to calm down to respond Laras.
All the way home the man just sat up, they should have gone through the night this week with a new atmosphere. The status of a close friend has many perceptions. There should also be more impressions.
Pandu regretted his carelessness to make Laras angry.
There was doubt in the man's heart. Why didn't Laras resist or rebel when he kissed. They both enjoyed the moment.
Now Laras is angry. And, Pandu should go home sooner.
"What's wrong?"