Design: A Buana

Eps 6's

"What are you talking about?"

The swedish swans? His feelings are not that old.

I rested my back on the chair, then folded both hands under my chest.

"Where are you, my mom."

Mas Raksa pinned my forehead slowly, "don't think hard so, it will be wrinkled quickly."

I didn't heed his words, "This guy really likes Cae Ma'am, does he?" My body faced towards Mas Raksa, this time I want the two of us to speak seriously.

"If I like you how?" I took another breath. Why is this guy so hard to talk to?

"Where is it possible, Mas? Is there gold and you prefer stone?" Actually I'm a little sick with my own words, but that's the truth.

Mas Raksa knitted his brows, "If it turns out that inside the stone there is a diamond, how?"

I'm clucking, "ralat. There's a diamond and you pick a stone, it's impossible!" I said so as not to be replied again by Mas Raksa.

Mas Raksa laughed a little, "you forced it, huh?" His hand did not stay still, he slightly rubbed my head.

Please don't keep this up, help me be loyal to Mas Buana.

I slightly brushed off his hand, then went back to tidying up my hair. "Gini, excess? I think the cave has no advantages from Mbak Cae. If there is a shortage, yes, do not talk about it anyway, most of the matter."

Mas Raksa still seriously look and listen to my words, "so in hindsight, yes it is impossible, you prefer the cave than Mbak Caeera."

"Even if, yes?" I thought for a moment to answer Mas Raksa's question.

"Yes, your choice is not right. There is the best, why choose the worst. Haha." I laughed stiffly, laughing at my own shortcomings.

Instantly I stopped laughing as Mas Raksa spoke, "not funny."

I sat back in front, "The name is heart, not to be picky." Said Mas Raksa who made me a little nauseous.

“Again, whose name is love never know because and why.” Further.

I'm full of bosses, just like that.

"Rice."

"While there are women of any kind, if the heart chooses another, how?"

"Old song, Mom. Where are there guys who aren't interested in the perfect girl?"

Mas Raksa said something that made me speechless, "like this for example, you are not interested in me, because your heart prefers people in the past?"

"Even though, everyone also said it was more handsome to me, even you yourself actually said it was." Further.

"Like is relative! Who says it's better looking?"

"Well, beauty is relative. I don't think any woman is perfect. Instead, I want to complete the perfection of my partner later."

I only heard Mas Raksa saying, choosing silence because it tried to filter out all his words, word for word. I feel there is a point in his words as well.

"Why are you quiet?" Mas Raksa moved his body forward, aiming to see my face.

"Attent, Mas. Aeera again digested word by word that Mas Raksa had said earlier."

He laughed, "hahaha! Never mind, later you will understand by yourself. Forget my words for now."

I nodded a little, right too. Even if I think about it, it's of no use to me. Besides, I until now did not believe that Mas Raksa kept the taste to me. A lot of women are more able to pull her heart out than I am. All right, I take it all as a joke, nothing serious.

My logic is that it's all just a joke. But I don't know my little heart.

Love knows no logic.

"OKAY. I'm going to go on to question two."

I took a breath and threw out roughly, "Want to know it's about Ae?"

Raksa nodded with confidence. "Why are you afraid of dolls? Not that most women like things, jenji—lucu it?"

"Hm."

Maybe if this is all right what am I telling you? Actually it has become public consumption, more precisely the consumption of large families.

"First, do not compare the cave with other women who like the same doll. Second, there's a reason the cave doesn't like."

"Okay, I think you're unique. Reason why?"

I paused for a moment, reassuring my heart that this matter is okay if it is told to Mas Raksa, bring it too long if it is not told the truth.

"So when I was a kid—"

"This is a gift for Mas Buana!" I said while giving a small doll in the form of a favorite cartoon male character Mas Buana.

Mas Buana's reaction was a hundred and eighty degrees different from what I thought, "Ae, you know Mas doesn't like dolls, but why did Ae give this gift instead?"

Today, Mas Buana's birthday. Long time ago I thought about what gift I deserved to give him, I knew Mas Buana liked this character. But, I didn't know that Mas Buana doesn't like dolls.

I just lowered my head while tightly holding onto the doll that Mas Buana should have happily accepted.

"Ae doesn't know that Mas doesn't like dolls." I muttered, I lowered my head while shrinking my voice because I was afraid that Mas Buana was still angry with me.

"Will! Comehere!" As soon as I lifted my face, I saw Mas Buana coming towards Mamah.

Without a word, Mas Buana left me. I cried, I was so guilty. On the day that Mas Buana was supposed to be happy, I destroyed it. Maybe Mas Buana hates me?

Even Aeera did not know that Mas Buana hated dolls so much, all this time Aeera anywhere?

Mas Buana to this day has never met me, it has been almost a week. I always wait for him. But, he didn't come. That doll? I threw it away! I hate that little thing.

It's stupid of Aeera, not knowing what Mas Buana doesn't like. Stupid aeera! Even up to three years Mas Buana never visited Aeera, until Ae had to move to Jogja.

I almost shed tears if I don't raise my head up. The wound was so deep, it made me cry.

After feeling better, I looked towards Mas Raksa. He looked at me blankly, so he hadn't heard Ae's story?

"Believe the same, Mommy. You don't feel guilty, yeah, Ae. Ae is not wrong."

I could only look into Mas Raksa's eyes, his style of speech, like Mas—Buana.

My tears almost fell in front of Mas Raksa, but I first threw my face away. So that Mas Raksa did not see how cute I was about this matter. Soon I might wipe those fresh tears.

"Lo don't be so pretentious, ah." My Guyon responds to Mas Raksa's words, so that the atmosphere does not dissolve with past wounds.

"Haha. My assumption is, he doesn't seem to be angry with you. Maybe something else made him leave."

I nodded with a smile, "maybe."

"Whose name? May my dong know the name of the rival, my own?" Hearing his tone I was a little confused, he asked Mas Buana's name or his own name?

"Secret, really, Mas!"

Mas Raksa laughed lightly, "Without you telling me, I already know."

"Cast, stale, stale."

"Well by stale—" Before he finished speaking, Mas Raksa's phone rang.

Mas Raksa immediately took his phone from the front pants pocket.

"Hello, Ra?" I who initially saw the movements of Mas Raksa, chose to look around.

"Well, it's the same cave. In the garden."

"Yes, the phone is as quiet as possible."

"Okay, we're going there now."

After Mas Raksa finished receiving a possible call from Mbak Caeera. He stood up from his seat.

"Come to the parking lot, they've been waiting."

Without waiting for my answer, Mas Raksa had already walked in first. Yeah, this is reality. His attitude was only when the circumstances support, if you do not care.

What option to tell Mas Raksa about the past was the wrong decision?

I saw from a good distance, the three of them were already gathered in the parking lot. Seemed to be talking a little. I saw Mas Raksa had looked at me, but immediately threw away his face as if indifferent.

She why the hell, was sok care, now cuek gini. This is a sign that you can't baper, yes, Aeera!

"How long are you, Ae?" Mas Damar asked while sticking his hand towards me. I accepted and hugged her waist from the side.

I saw the face of Mbak Caeera, now it's not as messy as it was the new time until the house of Aunt Edrea. Now he looked cheerful, as usual. And Mas Raksa, he saw my hand encircling Mas Damar's waist. Then he looked into my eyes, and he threw away his face.

Not wanting to take a headache, I answered Mas Damar's question, "sure, Mas. My footsteps are short."

"Lo's the same cave, isn't it, Ra?" Mas Raksa asked Mbak Caeera, Mas Damar and I just listened.

"Yes. Why the hell, Aeera bonceng really heavy?" Ledek Mbak Caeera, actually the purpose of him is to mocked me. Me and my two brothers are ordinary teased, especially with Sister Caeera.

"Yes, it's heavy. I don't like caves." Mas Raksa replied while looking at my hand again. I actually get emotional hearing the answer. Why is he so serious?

"What the hell, if you don't like to just say. The cave also does not want to be piggybacked on you!" I can't hold back my emotions.

"Eh, you why Ae?" Ask the Damar I ignored.

"Come, Mas. Take Ae home." I said while holding Mas Damar's hand. I don't care about Mas Raksa's annoyed look.

I vaguely heard Sister Caeera's conversation with Mas Raksa.

"Lo why the hell is Aeera?"

"So, it doesn't matter either."

Basis, really badass Mas Raksa. I hope this is the last day I see him.

He thinks he's important? Nope! And I don't expect to be important in her life either.

“Don't care, you don't care. Later lo—” slowly Mbak Caeera's words are not heard anymore, because I choose not to listen. What if it only causes heartache? Besides the roar of Mas Damar's motorbike made me deaf for a moment.

I've been on Mas Damar's bike, rather we've been on the road to Mamah's house. I hugged Mas Damar's waist and leaned my face on his shoulder.

Mas Damar was riding the bike casually, I just closed my eyes. Thinking about the change in attitude of Mas Raksa which is very drastic if you have met Mbak Caeera. I just thought that Mas Raksa was cool too, but all ran aground.

"You healthy, Ae?"

"Healthy, Mum."

Suddenly the motor driven by Mas Raksa and Mbak Caeera speeded past us, I saw Mbak Caeera hugging tightly to the waist of Mas Raksa. Of course he must be afraid of falling, if I become Sister Caeera I have to toyor Mas Raksa's head.

"Look, the couple's still the frenzies."

Jaa..