ENDRO, THE BODYGUARD

LAKEFRONT

Four days passed. That afternoon, Nummi looks giggling while looking at her phone screen. Inside the screen, Silvi seemed to be pouting at Nummi's every chatter about her happiness during her holiday at Endro's house.

Nummi who realized her cousin's sister looked half annoyed, she even more heated up.

"Oh yes, Sil. This afternoon, Om Endro will take Kak Nummi to Lake. Hmm must be exciting... So no patience deck brother, wait Om Endro home." Laughter restrained. And his eyes dodged fearfully staring at the look in Silvi's eyes from behind the flat screen he was holding.

"This is also exciting, brother... There's beaches, mountains, and there's more parks." Silvi tried not to lose the frenzy about her vacation.

"Surely, there's no big brother, is there?" Quick Nummi cut.

"Ah... Sister sucks..." Gerutu Silvi looked even more upset.

The roar of the four-wheeled machine was heard stopping in the yard of the house in Nummi at that time. His heart grew bigger because of it.

"Well, Om Endro is coming, Deck. Brother will go with Om Endro first huh. We'll just keep it up again..." He wants to finish their conversation.

"Wait, Brother... Can Silvi talk to Om Endro?" Pinta Silvi holds back Nummi from ending her phone call.

"OKs... Alright... You wait for ya." Said Nummi while running to the front room.

"Om Endro's..." Call Nummi when you find Endro who also just entered the house.

"Yes, honey? Why are you running, son?" Sahut Endro as he approached Nummi.

"We're leaving this afternoon, aren't we, Om?" Nummi instead of giving his phone to Endro, but he instead made sure Endro not to forget the promise he had made yesterday.

"Oh... Of course not dong, son. Ashar, Yes. Twenty minutes to go." Said Endro while scrambling Nummi's hair.

"Om Endroooo's..." Feeling ignored, Silvi finally let out her vibrating sound from inside the speaker of the phone.

"Huh? You're on a call with Silvi, son?." Endro asked a little surprised.

"Eh yes..." Nummi raised her phone again, and faced the screen with Silvi's picture in front of her face.

"Sorry... I forgot, Sil." He said grimacing while closing his slightly open teeth.

"Yes, I get it. Brother has now turned into a super annoying sister..." Gerrutu Silvi's.

Endro laughed at the girl's voice.

"Why get angry, honey?" Call Endro when you have received a phone from Nummi.

Nummi hints to Endro to unplug into his room first, and is greeted with a slight nod of the head by Endro.

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"Waaah... The lake is getting crowded, Om." Nummi looks so happy to see the crowd there.

"Yes, Son. Now there are also traders who sell here." Endro greeted Nummi who was amazed to see the atmosphere around him.

"How about we just sit there..." Endro's index finger leads to a bench made of cement.

Nummi nodded. "By, Om. It looks cooler, it looks like."

"Yes already... You wait there, huh. Om will buy young coconut first." Endro Command.

"Ok Om's... Nummi wait." The girl obediently. He immediately moved to the place Endro had pointed at him earlier with half a run. He looked excited that afternoon.

Arriving there, Nummi sat down immediately. He closed his eyes, and let his face be cold in the wind. The thing he liked most.

"Persis like your Mother..." Endro's voice surprised him a little.

"Ah Om's... His name is also, Nummi his son Mother. Yes natural..." Struggling because I was surprised.

Endro grinned. "Yes... Om used to see your mother doing things like that on the edge of the lake. And that's always what he did after writing a letter to your father... But he never gave it. He just put it in a box, which Om calls a love letter pigeon." Pikran Endro floated back when he became the figure of Desri paparazzi at that time.

"Yes Om... I told Nummi that too. Said Dad, Om who found Mother's letters to Dad." Sahut Nummi confirms Endro's story.

"And the same thing Mentari did for Om. He also wrote Om the letters, long before we started talking. When the camp is held, Om finds it himself.

There's..." Endro's index finger pointed at a tree in front of them. Nummi no longer let out her voice, though her eyes went to the tree Endro pointed at.

"All the contents of the letters he wrote, none of which did not begin the sentence of apology to Om. He apologized for saying Om as a levy boy, although the next day after he wrote the letter, he still said Om was a pickle boy.

In the letter, Om discovers his true feelings." Endro started his story again.

His mind drifted even further to go back to telling the girl. Previously, he had sipped several times the young coconut water he had bought earlier.

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