Design: A Buana

Eps 22's

^^^ Several months passed.^^^

I always remember what Mas Gema said, he said enough to make me creep and disbelieve.

“Is there not the slightest gap to get into your heart, Aeera?”

Fortunately he could explain, he meant, what other guy couldn't get into my heart? I can, I've tried so many times. But, it's hard, it's very hard. It seemed that Mas Raksa had not allowed anyone else to take his place at this time.

I thought about sitting in the shade, ready to wear the school uniform. I was waiting for the Echoes to come.

“If daydreaming salaried, maybe you have become a billionaire.”

That insinuation, I know who he is. I laughed lightly. He could have been a blind man in the morning.

“Hahaha. This one can be,”, I said. I immediately approached him who was still hanging on the bike.

“No excursion to Mbah?”

“Oh yes, forgetfulness.”

I'll walk to the doorway soon, “Mbah, Ae died!”

“Seng ati-ati, nduk” Sounded like Mbah from pawon.

“Yuk!” Sumringah.

This morning, as usual. Me and Mas Gema went to school together. I held her jacket because I was still afraid of the jangkang while riding the bike.

Don't expect me at school to calm down, a lot of girls are looking at me sharp, like I'm a snatch. Mas Gema is not an ordinary student, his status as a native city person is very loved by students. Moreover, Mas Gema is among the most handsome students in this school.

I got off the bike, gave him a helmet. A little tidying up my hair while looking into the rearview mirror.

“Beauty is also free if your heart is always inhabited by others.”

I look forward to the activity, glancing at it. “Biarin, wlee. Who knows if anyone can pull it off, right?” My speech.

You think I'm not trying to open my heart? Many students tried to get close to me, but, I wasn't interested in it. Huh, it's hard to find a guy who grabs my attention and loves me sincerely.

“Yakin? How many students have you rejected?”

I display a grin, “ya, not yet aja.”

Mas Gema laughed as she ruffled the shoots of my hair, “Basic. Hahaha.”

“Gema. Ono impromptu meeting neng space OSIS.” I looked at the source of the sound, Brother Mayang. Standing while staring intently at me, but his gaze was cool when towards Mas Gema.

“Oh, what's the problem?”

“Ndak know, Bu Inggit zinc command.”

Mas Gema saw me, my “ first, yes. Later break dinner together in the canteen.”

“OK, Mas.”

He immediately walked towards the OSIS room, before turning around, Kak Mayang had looked at me for a moment.

Why the dude? Early in the morning my face was bent. Thought.

Mayang's sister seems to have a crush on Mas Gema. No wonder, who doesn't have a crush on that guy? OSIS chairman, handsome, smart, friendly, and not tacky.

Just imagine, every time he met the school members he would smile while nodding. Does anyone not like him?

Actually, what is the lack of Mas Gema?

I started walking to class, come to think of the students who had been trying to approach me always secretly, not blatantly. Is it because I'm always with Mas Gema? Ah, it's not important. I don't want to lose anyone nearby anymore.

I'm not ready to lose Mas Gema.

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“Way vacation where?”

That's a question from Mas Gema, we're in the cafeteria. I'm busy stirring chicken noodles.

“Most later all come home here.”

Mas Gema was silent. Come home here? I immediately stopped the activity. That means they're going home, Mbah, everyone.

All of? Is there, Mas Raksa?

“Do you think the same as I think?” Asked Mas Echoes, I looked at him directly.

“All, Mas. All go home, Mbah!”

Mas Gema smiled, “you are calm. If you want to move on, do not avoid continuing.” He said while holding my hand.

I nodded, but my bead couldn't lie, I was panicking right now. What would happen if I met him? Might Caeera be sad.

I need to find a way.

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“Mbah, I wes bali.” I said a little scream.

I chose to sit on a wooden chair in the living room. Before long Mbah came, I immediately kissed the back of his hand.

“Tek spout men, tumben.”

“Hooh, Mbah.” Answer's short.

I was silent for a moment, Mbah chose to turn on the television.

“Mbah, I ape takon.”

“Hem.”

“Lebaran holidays, kabeh muleh mrene nggih?”

Mbah just nodded.

“Mbah wis ra patient, Nduk. Dulure kene also added siji.”

Ugh, it feels like it's piercing into the recesses of my heart. Add one, huh? Mas Raksa, huh, that?

“Add loro, Mbah kelalen.”

“Kaleh?”

Mbah nodded, “lho, cake ra spirit? You know I'm meteng, Nduk!”

Ha, pregnant? It felt like I fainted, continued not to wake up again until anytime. I'll have a bangs, son of Mas Raksa and Mbak Caeera? Hahahaha, the world is truly a stage play. Or rather, this world is the center of comedy.

Why so fast? Even when I can't turn away.

“Kue kenek opo?”

“Eh, rapopo, Mbah. I'm lagek spirit Mbak Caeera wes isi.”

As soon as possible I have to find a way not to meet them first. My heart was pretty devastated to know that they were going to have children. Should I be happy to be a Bulek?

“Em. Mbah.” I was hesitant to say this crazy idea.

“Piye?”

“Libur Lebaran, I enjoy study tour. Hm, neng,” I'm confused which city to tell.

“Study tour neng?”

“Hm, Solo, Mbah.”

You look suspicious, I'm dead.

“Solo? Men's cedak? Ngapusi, yo?”

“Hahaha. Don't you think I'm talking, Mbah?” I laughed stiffly.

“Kue ra kangen, Ibuk?”

For a moment I thought, I miss. Like everybody, they're the people I love. How could I not miss?

“Kangen, Mbah. But iki wes school event.”

“Gema, melu?”

Mas Echoes?

I shook my head, “ora, special single class.” Mas Gema will definitely return to Jakarta.

“Huh, yes. Mangato.” Permission Mbah while breathing rough.

“Suwun, Mbah ku seng paleng ayuuu!” Sumringah.

Smooth plan, just look at reality.

Until finally the day of Lebaran arrived.

Two more days, tomorrow they'll come. All the. This house will be crowded. Happinessful. I want to, too, but circumstances say otherwise.

I was packing in my room. Put some clothes in the bag, just bring the bag so Mbah does not suspect. I'm authorised to study tour.

I'm actually sad about this. The words of Mas Gema filled my mind.

“If you want to move on, do not avoid continuing.”

I want to, too, but this is for their happiness. It is not imagined that Ms. Caeera will always feel guilty, because she is married to the man I love.

Speaking of Mas Gema, he was on vacation in Jakarta. His big family is there. He wanted to come with me to stay at a hotel near here, but I refused. I don't want him to forget his family just to keep me company.

Yeah, I can't go to a real Solo. I'll stay at a hotel near here until they get back to Jakarta. Crazy, huh? But what else.

“Mbah, did I die? Limang ndino is about me lagek bali neh.”

I've been carrying a black backpack full of clothes. I went to Mbah in the living room.

“Ngeh, Mbah. All work with karo konco.”

“Yowes, I'll tell you, Mbah. Sak pisan clock!”

Once an hour? Is this worried or what?

“Beres, Mbah!” I'll do everything if this plan works.

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Two days I stayed in my hotel room. Bored. Bored, I am not a no life. Usually, if I get bored, I will go out to get some fresh air. Or get Mas Gema to hang out in Caffe.

They must have gotten home, huh? They are happy and happy again. I was happy even from far away.

Huh, but I'm bored.

The caffe? Usually there is a Mas Gema that accompanies me. But that's okay, once in a while I show the status of my single to the general public. Haha.

I'm wearing an original jacket. To Caffe do not want to spread the charm. Just want to get rid of boredom.

Arriving at Caffe, I sat in my usual place. Direct service offers a menu.

“Mbak Aeera own tumben, Mas Gema where?” Ask the waiter, we've known each other for coming here too often.

“Mas Echo again homecoming, to Jakarta.”

“Be careful, Ma'am. It looks singles, there will be many who are fondain.” Ledek.

“Hahaha. Can aja. I'm a regular kayak pesen, yeah!”

The waiter immediately left. Makes my eyes see the sight.

I frowned, rubbing my eyes a few times. Did I not see wrong?

Mas, Mas Raksa? Same who? I'm sure it's not Miss Caeera. The girl's hair is blond because it's colored and she's too short.

I saw the girl holding Mas Raksa's hand. Heart hurts. No, it's not jealousy. This is anger, my mother has been cheated on?

“Mbak Aeera, his cappucino is up!” Said the waiter from a distance.

His words made Mas Raksa look at me. His eyes don't blink. Long enough to look. I looked at her and occasionally saw her hand held by the girl.

Seriously, this time my heart ached not out of jealousy. Sick because my brother was betrayed. It hurts more than disappointment.

I rushed over from this place, wanting to cry. But, if Madam Caeera finds out, she'll be more hurt.

“Aeera!” I finally heard this voice again, after a long time. But why is the atmosphere so bad?

He was holding both of my shoulders, he was standing right in front of me.

“I, I, will not tell Mbak Caeera.” If I told you, how would his heart break? Especially if it contains. What a jerk this guy I love is half dead.

“Aeera.” Voice weakened.

I keep my head down, “I promise, will not tell Mbak Caeera if Mas cheating.” This is their domestic affairs, I don't want to interfere.

“You, why are here. Not a study tour to Solo?”

This guy, not talking about his mistress. Talk about my existence. His wife is pregnant!

I dare to lift my face, “te, continue. What are you doing here, Mas? Shouldn't it be in the park with the family?” I know their activities while here, because Mbah always informs.

Mbah always persuaded me to go home first from the study tour activities. He wants me to enjoy a happy time with my family. I always want to imitate them with their happiness.

I brushed his hand off my shoulder, “udah. I promise I won't tell you what you're doing, lo. But I'm disappointed. How about Caeera?” I said as I walked away from here.

Duh, it hurts. You know that my own brother was betrayed. Moreover, I have no right to tell anyone. Precisely now I regret why I can catch people I love, also my own mother husband is cheating.

My feet stepped gently towards the hotel. Thankfully not too far away. My head was suddenly dizzy thinking about what had just happened. I, who tried to avoid him, met him when he showed his irritation.

But how do I feel, from earlier someone asked me? I decided to look back. Nil, there's no one. Huh, maybe a hallucination? Because I'm still in shock about what happened.

Imagine the hand she held by another woman. Imagine the face of Madam Caeera who always looks happy. Imagine what would happen to Ms. Caeera if she knew her husband was cheating. Huh, it's all exhausting, and painful.

It turned out that the person I had been in love with half-dead was not as good as I thought. I thought he was loyal, but in fact?

I opened the door to the hotel room, after which I slammed into the bed. Though it just came out for a while, but my energy felt drained.

Do I have to tell Mas Gema all of this, so I can calm down a little? But surely he was busy with family in Jakarta. I don't want to disturb.

I put my face in the bed. Why should I see that happen? Why is he so insolent? Why is he evil? Why is he a jerk?

Not realizing my tears were dripping, I cried again because of him. Even avoiding it remains this way at last. Why do I always cry for that jerk?

But, can't be lied to, I'm getting hurt.

“Why are things this bad?”

Geck. Geck. Geck.

I looked towards the door. Wh who? I didn't order any food or anything.

Take a peek at the door viewer. A chick? Wh who? I've seen the color of his shirt.

The hotel door finally opened. Featuring a blonde-haired girl and having a cynical face. The clothes are quite fashionable for the size of people here. But, it seems like I've met.

“Who to look for, Brother?” I asked, to be honest, I don't know who he is.

“Lo forgot the same me?” Ask her back, her voice is very judes.

I cringed, forgot? Who the hell is he?

“Gue, the girl you hit at the station. The girl you disturbed was at caffe.”

My eyes are enlarged. So, she's the girl I hit at the station and the girl, Mas Raksa's mistress? Isn't he the ex-Mas Raksa? Ah, today is quite confusing.

“Still forget?” The question he was able to make me fall from daydreams.

A black-clothed man came in, “Non, is he really who you mean?”

The girl simply nodded while hinting at the person to go using her hands. Whoa, bodyguard, huh? So rich he is. But what good is it to be a mistress of people?

Turns out he was the one who asked me from the caffe, huh? I feel like someone is following.

“You what?” I asked judes, I'm sick of this woman. Disturbing woman.

“Can we talk in caffe down, Aeera Barsha?” I cringe, how does he know my name?

“Oh, forgot. I'm Elvira De Geass. You can search on Google if I wonder who.” is

I got into the hotel in a hurry and picked up my phone. While walking towards him, I searched on Google. My eyes almost popped out when I found out he was the owner of the biggest cosmetics company in Jogja. Crazy, really cool! But, what's the point of being a mistress?

The one my eyes were initially amazed at, returned to the eyes of the cynical and tired.

“Continue, what do you want?”

“Speaking in caffe bottom. Walk alone, or in drag my bodyguard?”

Woah, kind of horrified well, Bund.

“Gue has feet.” Then I closed the hotel door and locked it. I walked behind him, I saw from behind, his body was very beautiful and his path was graceful. A hundred and eighty degrees from me.

Why, yes, I have always had female affairs that differ one hundred and eighty degrees from my own?

We arrived at the cafe. I saw three black-clothed men standing guard around. Is this girl important? All I remember is, a few months ago he was lazy to go back to his hometown.

After we sit down, “hm. This is, yes, apparently the woman he always called?”

My forehead frowning, “mean?”

“Not better than me.” His murmur was condescending, but I could still hear. Stupidhead!

“What are your advantages, until Raksa Agler Buana is crazy about his special little friend?”

“But in my opinion there is no special-istimewanya.” He muttered again with a cynical smile.

What does he mean? About Mas Raksa? This girl is so insolent. Status he is only an ex and now dare to be a mistress? The style is classy, but it's cheap.

“Lo itself how? Satisfied to be her mistress?”

“What's special about him until you want to be his mistress?”

I am really curious and angry here. Angry not because he was humiliated, but angry because he wanted to take away my happiness.

Elvira slightly hit the table, her three bodyguards automatically looked in this direction.

“Indeed you already have any relationship with him to dare say I am a mistress, huh?”

Loh, what, me? What the hell is this? He was Mas Raksa's mistress, because that guy was already Caeera's legal husband.

“She's my sister-in-law. So entitled dong I said lo stash!” Shake me, the three bodyguards are getting closer.

“Hahaha. You delirious? Poor, yes, still young, loh.”

“It turns out my competitors are not too worried that I guess.” Mumbled.

Honestly, I'm confused. Very confused. I said delirious?

“Order what you want, it's my restaurant, so it's free for you today.” He immediately left just like that, followed by his three bodyguards.

Huh huh? Why am I like a fool here? Delirious? Clearly the status of Mas Raksa has become the husband of people. Doesn't he know?

Beautiful doang, pinter kaga.

Get him a successful businessman. Hueee, Aeera you're nothing.

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