
POV Djiwa
The journey to the village of Mawar is quite far. I fell asleep on the road. Now when I woke up, my heart was worried again, wanting to tell the Rose but afraid that our existence would be known again.
How is the rose? I left it at a time when the situation was precarious. Does Rose still think of her Papa Melati?
I scratched my non-itchy hair. Hope a good idea gets out of my dead-end brain.
"Calm down, Wa. Everything's gonna be fine. Have you sent a message to Bokap lo? Later doi worried and send a company troops to nyari lo again," asked Rendi.
"Udah. I told you that I want to take a day off work because I have something to do. Good thing we bring a laptop, Ren, so we can still communicate, just in case we turn off all communication tools. Security we turned off hp too?" my many.
"Udah. Low bath said," replied Rendi.
"good. Where do we want to live? Do not attract the attention of the villagers with our arrival crowded like this. Two bodyguards look very sleek. What dandanin's wearing is that," I said.
"We change clothes first. There is a market ahead. We buy clothes so they don't look flashy" Rendi said.
"Yes. Fortunately I brought an ATM card that I deliberately made in the name of Rose. Remember, no one swipes ATMs too! I'm guessing they tracked us through an ATM. Fortunately it was in the way the license plate has been replaced. Crazy, like my fugitive. Damn it, Melati. He must have used his power to do all this. An Anton alone wouldn't make it possible for me to not dwell!" grumbling.
"Quiet, Wa. We'll reply them later. Now that we can lose, we'll make them apologize to you!" Rendi always keeps me calm and can control my emotions.
I took a lot of money. Our needs in the Rose village must have been many. Change clothes, rent a house and money to eat. I gave some of my money to Rendi. He's the only one I can count on under these circumstances.
After buying clothes and some other necessities according to the plan that I and Rendi stacked, we are ready to enter the village of Jamal. I have a new SIM Card for both my bodyguard and Rendi of course. When he was about to contact Rose with a new number, Rendi again banned me.
"Don't, Wa! Roses and Lily are safer if they don't know. They must still be monitoring at the stall," forbid Rendi.
"Gue must tell Rose dong, Ren. I'll be worried later. He's not feeling well anymore, plus yesterday's jotos with Melati. Poor," I replied.
"Gue also pity Lily, Wa. We gave news through his bodyguard friends. They must be standing by near the rose. The rose is not worried" proposed Rendi.
Also true. We will be in this village for a long time. We have a lot to do. Do not let our existence be known.
"alright. I'll hear it tomorrow. Let them think we're on the run and looking for a safe haven" I broke up.
We also arrived at the village of Roses. A quiet and comfortable village. The air in the village is fresh. My car was tucked away in one of my bodyguard acquaintances, their greats, many acquaintances everywhere. We came on a bike that was loaned out.
I had to go back to playing my acting as a plain young man for our arrival to be accepted in the village. We pretended to be posing as a student boy who wanted KKN. Fortunately Iman - Security who came with us - his age is still young. Our easy disguise.
"The arrival of these two students wanted to learn about the successful rice harvest in this village." Jamal was in charge of introducing us to local RT. Jamal who is a native of the village will certainly not be suspected. Fortunately, the bruises on his face were faint.
"Well, there are rarely students who want to study with farmers. Goody. We will tell you about the programs we have. We follow the rice self-sufficiency plan! Great not the farmers in our village?" mr. RT said proudly.
I, Rendi and Iman smiled as if to join with the happiness of Mr. RT. "Where are they going to live, Mal?" ask Mr. RT on Jamal.
"Where are you, sir? Hmm ... How about in the Rose house? The house has been empty since the Rose left. Rather than being a ghost nest, it's better to have one, isn't it?" tell Jamal as I command.
"Are you sure you want them to stay in that house? That fucking house. The occupants are just unlucky," said Mr. RT.
I clenched my hand holding in anger when I heard the occupants were unlucky. It is not the Rose that is unlucky, you who allow slander on my weak Rose!
Jamal glanced at me who was starting to get angry. He can read my creepy aura and again persuade Mr. RT. "Leave it. Young people love a challenge. In my house is narrow, sir. There are girls in my house too, right? It's not safe to be in a house with them."
Mr. RT thought about Jamal's proposal. In turn, I, Rendi and Iman were stared at one by one. "alright. It's still daytime. You guys just clean that house for you to occupy!"
I let out a sigh of relief. The first stage we passed safely. We were escorted to the Rose house by Mr. RT and Jamal. A house with a front like a former stall. Maybe this is what Roses told me that his mother used to open a stall to sustain life.
Jamal opened the door to the Rose. The inside of the house is so dark and dirty. It has been more than a year abandoned by its owner, unkempt but still worth occupying.
"You guys just clean up. Tomorrow we start learning. I don't want to go into this house, afraid to go along with shit." Mr. RT then left us.
"Silent, Mal!" my orders to Jamal at will.
Jamal said, with the help of Faith he cleaned the Rose house. I chose to look around the house where the Roses used to live. I went into the room and saw the wedding photos of the Roses in a 10R figura.
In the photo, the rose looks very young. At age 17, he was married, and at the same age he went to prison. Poor thing.
I looked at Purnomo's face which looked like a good man's face. Jealousy no longer stopped me. They marry is the destiny of the Rose's past.
I stared at the Rose mattress covered in plastic so as not to get dusty. Yes, this house is worthy enough for us to occupy. I pulled out my phone and called Papa.
"Pa, prepare a lot of money. I'll destroy Papa Melati's business the way Papa wants it. I'm picking up a rose, Pa. Keep him as long as I'm here."
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