Design: A Buana

Eps 13's

The last day at the summit came, the first day I had found my former longing heart. After last night thinking hard, to make my body shiver. I decided to try to forget Mas Buana aka Mas Raksa.

He's just my past. Indeed, we used to be very close. But as an adult now, he already had someone else. My own mother, there's no way I'm ditching her happiness.

I smiled wryly in front of the glass, looking at my eyes a little puffy. Now I feel really, really stupid.

"Aeera, you don't have a papa." I said disgusting things, trying to encourage myself.

I tried to smile cheerfully as usual, so that others would not suspect. But, what I see on the glass, my face now looks really sad.

Looks like an idiot.

Finally I decided to use the glasses owned by Madam Humeera, just before taking a shower I sent a message to her to borrow her glasses and put them on my bed only.

I don't want Humeera to know that I'm crying. Can runyam the martial world.

My slightly puffy eyes were successfully covered by these clear glasses, ordinary glasses, just to avoid the eyes from dust.

I smiled back at the glass, this time my hair was not pigtailed. To turn people's focus away from my eyes.

Before going downstairs, I took a deep breath and threw it away slowly. With a cheerful expression as usual I walked out of the room and down the stairs.

In their already existing kitchens, Mamah, Aunt Edrea and Sister Humeera focus on the main ingredients. While Ma'am Caeera and Mas Raksa cut vegetables at the dinner table. And Mas Damar was checking the grill on the floor.

I tried hard, a little long to see Mas Raksa. It's hard to forget him, because I'm starting to like him now and I admire his old self.

It feels happy to be able to meet Mas Buana again, my long wait has finally ended. Even the end I don't want.

"Look, isn't it, Ra?" I heard and saw Mas Raksa holding a piece of chickpeas and pointed at Mbak Caeera who was sitting in front of him.

I who was still standing on the bottom of the stairs just smiled, honestly my chest was getting sicker. The man who has inhabited my heart has found a new home.

"Son, I told you twice. Cut it askew as chili, ish my sprain." Ma'am Caeera replied while touching the chickpeas on Mas Raksa's finger.

"Yes sorry,"

Seeing that, I laughed a little. Funny about them too.

I take a breath and throw it back, "all in the morning." My husband is as cheerful as ever.

"Morning, baby." Aunt Edrea replied with a smile.

Everyone glanced at me, then back at their activities.

"On the afternoon, Deck." Saut Mas Damar, I know he's insinuating because I woke up in the afternoon.

I approached him, sitting in front of him. Saw him fiddling with the grill.

"That's a lot, I'm the only one." Ledek.

Mas Damar caught a glimpse of me, "you why? Is it different than usual?" Then he looked back at the grill.

Deg, “beda why?"

Mas Damar let down his voice, "you, I'm pretending to be happy again." His whisper.

I glanced, knowing where he was from. "Ngaco, I'm happy every day."

"Smurprisingly!!!! Who poured soy sauce into the gini bowl?" The screams of Mamah made all of them shocked.

I lyrically the culprit even silently pretended to be busy.

"Why the hell is Mama?" I heard Aunt Edrea's voice.

"Try seeing this!"

I stifled laughter seeing Mas Damar start to sweat cold, I decided my way towards Mamah. For a moment glancing at Mas Raksa, the master looked back.

"Why, Mah?" My toot.

It turned out that the soy sauce bowl was filled with black ants. I grimaced. Stupid also Mas Damar, instead of put on the water instead left on the kitchen set. It should be messed up.

"You, huh Aeera? You're usually the prankster."

"Loh, how am I? Not me, Mah." I dodged it because I was suddenly blamed.

"You bought it again at the people's shop!"

"Why me?"

"You don't have a job yet, Aeera. Look at the busy one."

"Yes, Son. Not far from here." Support Aunt Edrea.

Ah shit, so I got hit. I spread my eyes, others are busy, especially the perpetrators are more pretending to be busy.

"Jude, here's the money." I gave in, because what Mamah said was true.

Mamah gave fifty thousand. After that I walked out of the Villa, had a sharp glance towards Mas Damar and he just shivered like a horse.

Actually I don't know where the people stall is, but I think the road will also meet. While eliminating fatigue, at Villa one of the focus continues to Mas Raksa and Mbak Caeera make it difficult to turn away.

I'm walking leisurely because this soy sauce is only needed later tonight when it burns.

Sadly coming back, I remember him constantly. It turns out that it is also difficult to try to forget someone who we have longed for. Not as easy as I thought. I smiled loudly, grieving too did not solve the problem.

"Hey, alone again?" Greet someone who is beside me.

"Eh, Mas Echoes?"

As usual, Mas Gema's face was filled with fresh sweat. He must be out in the morning again. I was embarrassed because I never exercised.

"Unaccompanied by your brother?"

I smiled wryly, even people who just knew just thought of me and Mas Raksa's sister. "He's not my brother,"

He moh-ria while nodding, "oh... It's worth it yesterday as possessive."

I knit my eyebrows, confused by Mas Gema's words.

"Yes, it's like he's afraid you're being reached by someone else." Further.

I understand what he means, I choose to look forward. "Your feelings, Mas. He's my mother's lover, so he looks care."

Mas Echo's expression was like confusion, "your sister-in-law's candidate?"

It feels really bad, yes.

I nodded, assuring.

"Cooking? You should be able to distinguish possessiveness from care, Aeera." He looked at me, "i'm a guy who thinks he's afraid of losing you, in other words he's jealous."

Deg, my eyes are a little wide. Of jealousy? Are the Raksas jealous? Ahahaha, how is it possible.

I laughed stiffly, "haha. Mas Gema is. Aeera doesn't lie, she's Mbak—'s candidate"

"Amera!" The call made me stop talking and look back. Stunned, I stopped my footsteps.

"Thank you" murmured Mas Echoes that I can hear.

Why did Mas Raksa come out of the Villa?

Arriving in front of us, "Mas Raksa why did he come here?"

He instead looked at Mas Gema, "lo again, what business is it with Aeera?"

I'm a little scared, why did Mas Raksa become so fierce?

"Gue's? Nemenin him, the kasian was alone." Mas Gema did not lose song. I was confused as to what to do about seeing these two men.

"No need, I'm the one who won him."

"Well, where did he go alone?"

Mas Raksa stared intently at Mas Gema, I who was among them could only look up to see them alternately.

"Lo just knew Aeera, why not care? Like her the same?" That question embarrassed me, not thinking about Mas Raksa.

I want to cry, not feel good and also embarrassed by Mas Gema. I choose to bow.

Mas Gema looked at me for a moment, then saw Mas Raksa again. "If so, why? Jealousy?"

That statement left me a little shocked, staring at Mas Gema in disbelief.

I guess we've been acquaintances without liking each other.

I saw Mas Raksa clenching both hands tightly until his veins were visible, "remove lo likes!"

"Why? You're just her sister-in-law, why do you ban me?"

I was confused, I was dizzy, I wanted to cry, I was tired.

"Who said it,"

"Udah stop!" My words cut through the words of Mas Raksa.

"Gue just wanted to go to the stall, my God." My next.

"Mas Gema, today I'm last at the top. Next time you want to meet chat, who knows I am also in Jakarta." My speech.

Mas Gema took a breath, "okay, Aeera. Glad to have met you. Next time, yeah." The answer.

I nodded, "yes, Mas. I'm going to the shop, yeah." I answered and then returned to my feet.

"Let's change the number, lo!" I heard Mas Raksa say to Mas Gema. I don't want to get dizzy.

Shortly after, there was a grip on my right hand. Contact me to take it off. I know it's Mas Raksa.

"You, did you really have a relationship with that guy?"

I just shook my head while looking down. Next to her, I want to cry. The pain is more felt, the feeling of nyesek more engulfed, the sense of wanting to have deeper, it does not want to lose anymore.

"Thank God."

I ventured to raise my face, trying to behave as usual.

"Why did you come here?"

"I am, this is," he replied, "do you know where the stall is?"

I'm back to shaking. So he came here because he knows where the stall is, probably ruled by Mamah.

"Why is your look different?"

"It's a habit."

"You're getting prettier when your hair is parsed. But I'm worried that more and more men will like you."

"Good, let me do it."

He frowned, "do you not sell?"

I was silent, ashamed. The first day I met him, I was denied time at Aunt Edrea's house.

"Why silence?" I didn't answer.

"The man just liked you," I was still focused on walking, wanting to get to the shop and return to the Villa. Both of these things make my situation worse.

"Aeera," he called out, momentarily silent. I refuse to answer a word.

"You cried last night?"

You know what I'm asking, you idiot!

"I'm sorry."

I hold back my tears with all my might, I don't want to cry. I don't want to look bad in front of him. I don't want him to feel like he's winning because he can make me cry.

All at once, I was embarrassed to say that I still expected him to come back. Without me knowing he's playing me.

"Aeera, you already know that I—"

My footsteps stopped, "gue hates you, Mas!" I said on the verge of anger, tears I could not hold anymore.

"Gue hates losing to my ego!"

"Gue hates to keep my feelings up!"

"Gue hates not being able to make a gap for others!"

I'm sitting on the sidewalk, "gue hates myself. Hicks." Mas Raksa tried to hug my body, a body that was currently weak. Not as usual, just because of a man.

I fold my legs, I put my face in them. I'm ashamed that Mas Raksa saw my face filled with tears. I look bad and stupid.

"Gue is stupid."

"Aeera, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."

I wiped away the tears quickly, "already, Mom."

"Aeera ever lost? You will forget that you have a new source of happiness. Take it easy, Aeera won't deny." I definitely force a smile.

"You misunderstood Aeera."

I was silent, reluctant to respond.

He sat next to me, "mas doesn't speak honestly because he wants you to get used to him now. Not the same as before."

"Mas was also injured, had to hide this all. I'm just afraid you're leaving, avoiding not accepting Mas's change now."

I looked and listened to his explanation, "continue, I think in this way Aeera can get used to it? I thought Aeera was smiling?"

He shook his head, "have you, now you know Aeera is grateful that she's healthy and happy?"

"Mas still crave the same words Aeera time in the car?"

"If Aeera meets Mas Buana, and Mas Buana already has a new source of happiness. Aeera. By meeting Mas again, Aeera was happy." I clearly smiled faintly.

"Source happiness? You misunderstand, Mas there's nothing like Rara." Her speech.

Now I find Mas Buana in Mas Raksa, the way he always calls himself Mas.

Aware of the daydream, I smiled knotfully. "Mas, enough to make me disappointed because of dishonesty. Don't let me down again because you playin' girl feelings. Especially my own mother."

Mas Raksa rubbed his hair in frustration, "how should you believe, if Mas has nothing to do with Caeera?"

I took a breath, "Mas, everyone knows you both are, too,"

"Aren't you aware of all the codes from me? It's all for you."

I was stunned, should I believe it?

"I didn't continue watching the movie because I was worried about you."

"I chose to pick you up because I didn't want you to be hugged by another man, even if it was Damar."

He kept staring at my face, "you said, I don't fit in with short women? Since my footsteps are long, I try to be in tune with your footsteps."

“You said don't just praise a beautiful woman. I did that, I just told you.”

My tears came back, it was all true. But I'm the insensitive one. I always didn't believe that Mas Raksa would prefer me over the near-perfect Sister Caeera. Now, I feel more and more stupid.

He wiped my tears slowly, "remember yesterday I said I felt rivaled, even though I myself did not dare to be honest? That's for you Aeera," she held both of my shoulders. "Mas is afraid you're turning your heart to Echoes. I'm afraid you're uncomfortable and choose to leave if you know everything. I'm afraid of losing you again."

“During here Mas cuek, because Mas jealous you close to Echo. But stupidly, Mas did not dare to say directly.”

I sobbed, until my chest felt tight. Not so much as me. If I realized from the beginning, it wasn't like this. I always thought it was all for Ms. Caeera. I suck, don't believe in myself.

Mas Raksa came back to my body, "don't cry anymore, the more you sob the more I feel guilty." Soft talk.

I let out all the tears that were left in her arms, the crib that I had been looking for and I was waiting for. I love him, I don't want to lose him. Does this mean I should not forget Mas Raksa, should I continue this feeling?

God, Aeera is grateful.

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"Buset, long time. To what stall to Mecca you two?" Ledek Mas Damar when we arrived at Villa.

"Yes, take my hajj first." Saut Mas Raksa while putting a ketchup bottle on the dining table.

"Ready, Mr. Haji." Ledek Mas Damar from earlier was still busy with the grill.

"For you too we should buy soy sauce, shit." I was a little surprised to hear what Mas Raksa said. He was a lot different, usually he spoke a little.

"That-that's it too, shucks, shucks!"

I smiled, I felt relieved. I'm happier than usual. "Where else is Mas?"

Mas Damar who was busy straightening the iron grill was breathing, "in the back garden, I'm a Deck craftsman."

"Hahaha, that's cool, Mom. Yaudah Aeera." I replied as I sat in front of him, pity also that he should be here alone.

"Gue to the back first, Dam." Mas Raksa said to Mas Damar.

Mas Damar smiled jailily at me, "stt. Jealousy, Dek."

"What the hell, Mas. It can't be." I answered while smiling wrongly.

"Where are you better than him?" Ask Mas Damar while straightening the grill iron again.

I looked at him while knitting an eyebrow, "do you mean?"

He put a screwdriver on the floor, "yeah. Mas Damar tuh last night deliberately invited to play truth or dare, his abis gales very much with you. Don't know who Raksa is?"

I don't think the same thing Mas Damar said, "so, everyone knows Mas that he's Mas Buana?"

"Yes, you think so."

Mas Damar told me while continuing his duties, "so, he went to Jakarta and stayed at Mas' house, when you left for Jogja. It's H day."

I quietly listened, "when he arrived, immediately the news of you. Keep seeing you, Dek. But hunt you away."

I was still silent, a little smiling. So all this time he's been looking for me?

"When you want to give me your number, he said no need. Let you know him by yourself. He said let you not drown in the old him. Ah, what is it, how heavy is his language." My smile grew wider and perhaps my cheeks were red like cherries.

"Mas thought you'd easily recognize him." He said again, he stopped his activity and looked at me, "but, actually he's close to you what's Caeera?"

The question managed to grab my smile, "akh, Aeera doesn't know yet, Mas."

"But as a man. Would you prefer Madam Caeerakan?"

Mas Damar frowned, "why are you asking that?"

"Question, Mas."

He went back to his job rubbing sweat, "it depends, Dek. There must be more lack, depending on who fits."

"Not all boys look at that face, Dek."

"Hm, I mean Mas Damar. It must have been the first one to see the same face appearance," extinct was my hope. "But, more about comfort, not necessarily beautiful can make comfortable, right?" And then, it made me feel a little confident again.

"You guys are a different kind of girl, Caeera is beautiful, and you're sweet. So it can't be compared to bandingin."

I smiled jail, "very heavy, heavy!!!" The one who was praised even smiled proudly.

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At night, we all gathered in the back garden. As the initial plan, in the last night will be held burning or barbeque-an. Mas Damar was again dealing with the grill, this time he was in charge of lighting the fire. I just wanted to laugh when I saw her expression, her face full of smoke as the fire failed to ignite. Me, Mamah, and Aunt Edrea went back and forth from the kitchen to the back garden while carrying the ingredients for the night. While Humeera, Ms. Caeera, and Mas Raksa arranged chairs, tables, or mats, and did not forget they lit a bonfire, so that tonight was more fun.

"Uhkk-uhk." Mas Damar coughed as he shook his hands to remove the smoke that filled his face.

I laughed with satisfaction at that, "hahaha. Damar is so funny."

"Funny eyes." His saute. "Room..." Invite Aunt Edrea not to speak harsh words to me.

"Yes, Mah."

I put on a smile as I walked towards her, "here Aeera help me, gini-gini I often help Mbah in the kitchen."

"Alesan, tell me you like playing with fire." Kataya, I laughed, Mas Damar knows.

I take over, I pour a little kerosene over the charcoal. Then I picked up the newspaper that was lying down, and I turned on the match. The newspaper that was on fire I put it in the grill. Calmly move the fan from the rattan so that the fire radiates to all the charcoal.

"Widih, jago is also adek Mas Damar." Praise Mas Damar who was standing next to me.

I smiled arrogantly, "don't doubt Aeera's ability." Everyone looked at me, it was just the fire on the grill that wasn't quite right.

"Silent." Saut Mbak Caeera.

"Tuh, Mah. Ae gets caught playing with fire." Humeera Maid.

"It's worth your emotions to hold Aeera." Mamah came to tease me.

I who from earlier fanned charcoal just smiled, strange also in thought. Charcoal is burned to create a fire point, but is instead fanned. Deliberately made hot to be made cold.

"It's a different story, Ma'am." The word Aunty Edrea greeted Mamah.

The feeling from earlier Mas Raksa did not speak a word, I decided to look at him for a moment. It turned out that he was smiling at me, making a mistake.

"Udah, ah. This is Mas Damar's job." I said while giving the fan from the rattan into the hands of Mas Damar.

"Already, burn the sausage first, yes." Aunt Edrea Idea.

I raised my thumb sign in agreement.

"Oh yeah, I was buying drinks yesterday. I'll take it." Caeera Mbak.

Mas Damar wailed, "out of the amer, Ra."

Sontak Mamah and Aunt Edrea glared at him, "safe, Mar." Saut Mbak Caeera.

"I also have a snack, I'll take it first." This time, Humeera, he immediately rushed into the Villa.

"Yes a lot, Ma'am." My love, the master just raised his thumb.

I chose to sit on the mat that had been held, waiting for food and drinks to be served. While directing his hands to the bonfire, it was quite cold tonight. It feels like this is the best day I have, being able to get together with my family and be with Mas Buana.

"You happy?" The question of Mas Raksa who was sitting next to me.

"Surely." I answered briefly with a smile.

"Either."

We were silent, watching the others burn the sausage.

"Ey, I'm setting the music, huh?" Ask Mas Damar. Almost everyone agrees, it looks like it will be more exciting.

He ran into the villa.

"You see the stars and the moon in the sky." Said Mas Raksa while pointing towards the sky that was not illuminated by the sun.

"Why?"

"Beautiful right?"

I nodded, it was beautiful.

"Which do you think is more beautiful than the tea garden yesterday?"

I thought for a moment, "hmm, equally pampering the eyes, Mas. Equally beautiful."

"You remember yesterday Mas said there was something more beautiful than a tea garden?"

Remember, all the words he said in the tea garden, I remember well. I looked at her while nodding and smiling, "so what's more beautiful is the moon and stars in the night sky?" My toot.

He shook his head with a smile, our eyes looking at each other. "No,"

"Then?"

"You see, now what shadow is there in Mas's eyes?"

I thought, in her eyes she reflected me there. Meanin?

"Yes, you are more beautiful than both. Mas took you to the tea garden, because he wanted to tell you, if there's anything more beautiful than him." I kept looking into her eyes, my heart was beating fast, my lips were smacking a smile.

"And now, replace the stars and the moon that Mas gave news, if anyone is able to defeat their beauty. That is, you."

We looked at each other, his words really made my stomach like it was overgrown with flowers that were blooming. Full of butterflies. My heart is like watching a dangdut concert, it feels like pause-jedug.

In my heart, I say thank you. Just this time the chatter from the men I gladly accepted. It's true, if you're in love, eek a brown-flavored cat.

We were made aware of Ms. Caeera's greeting, "oy, Aeera you're called Mamah tuh."

I went back to the campfire, a little misbehaving. "Ciee, it's getting sticky." Ledek.

"Aeera to Mamah first yes, Ma'am." My pamit, to be honest. I have a feeling that these two have something. I still don't feel good about Sister Caeera if I get too close to Mas Raska.

I rushed towards Mamah, who was focusing on burning with the others. I turned my head back and saw Madam Caeera and Mas Raksa sitting side by side in front of the campfire. I was breathing out.

"Why, Mah?"

"What do you want sausage tempura?"

"I ate both, hahaha." Answer me while laughing.

"Aeera here!" Call Mas Damar, I saw him standing in front of a wooden table on which was a small black speaker.

In spirit I ran towards her, "widih, it's like we're having a big party tonight."

"Yoi, have fun. Don't be jealous." The answer.

I just laughed, again Mas Damar insinuated me.

"What song do you want?"

Think for a moment, "Mine, Petra Sihombing."

Mas Damar nodded his head as he tuned the music loudly. We both sang at the same time, while dancing of course. Tonight I don't want a lot of thoughts, tonight is very dear if passed without happiness.

Girl your heart, girl your face is so different from them others

I'll say, you're the only one that I'll adore

'Cause every time you're by my side

My blood rushes from my veins

And my geeky face, blushed so silly, yeah, oh yeah

As the song began to spin and we started to linger, I saw Mas Raksa and Mbak Caeera walking towards us. And the one who was burning food enjoyed this song.

And I want to make you mine

Oh, baby, I'll take you to the sky

Forever you and I (You and I) (You and I)

And we'll be together till we die

Our love will last forever and forever, you'll be mine

You'll be mine

Oh-ooh, oh-ooh

The four of us sang and danced together, laughing happily. My sadness and jealousy get rid of it all the way, if you can hope it doesn't come again.

Girl, your smile and your charm

Lingers always on my mind I'll say

You're the only one that I've waited for

Tonight, what a beautiful night. Hopefully this kind of atmosphere will repeat itself often. I will always miss him.

In my heart, I love you all.

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