I'm (Not) a Cheap Woman

Hello Indonesians!

All the equipment has been put in the suitcase. Arka then grabbed all the suitcases to take to the car.

“Not bother, Brother! I can take it myself,” reject Nisa.

The arka refused. “You go directly to the car only. It's heavy, let me bring you.”

Rather than arguing, it is better to give up.

Nisa approaches the car that will take her to the airport. As Arka's parents drove them away, Nisa had to sit in the front seat. Even if you stay somewhere along the way.

Eight hours later...

They finally arrived at the cherry blossom country.

“No family we see anymore. Please bring your own suitcase!” It was the first utterance of Arka in the land of the rising sun.

“Iya,” replied Nisa casually.

Arka's admiration for Nisa increased, when she saw him still smiling with his word just now.

“It should have been like this a long time ago, I kept my distance with him. Fearing, for a long time I could fall in love with his personality,” his monologue when he saw Nisa carrying a suitcase alone.

Entering the hotel room.

Tired Nisa, laid herself on the bed. He looked up at the ceiling and asked himself.

“What will happen something between me and Arka's brother here? What if I'm not pregnant, too? Oma and mom must be disappointed.”

Extremely tired, Nisa unconsciously overslept beside Arka who also had just been soundly. It lasted for over an hour.

When she woke up, Nisa did not find Arka again beside her.

His complexion was now focused on the faint-sounding gurgling of water from the direction of the bathroom. Perhaps, her strange husband was cleaning up.

A few moments later, Arka came out.

“You also took a shower. We'll take a walk later in the afternoon. All the photos mumpung nice weather,” the order on Nisa.

Nisa pulled both corners of her lips. His little heart said, “What is this green light for our relationship?”

He is too used to being hurt. And Arka's attitude just now, as if it had opened the door of the heart for her. He rushed down the bed.

“Good, I shower first.”

After bathing and getting ready, Arka took him to Yomisedoni. There, they tasted manju and gulped matcha.

Arka then pulled out the phone. He opened the camera feature, then directed the feature to himself and Nisa.

“Sweetest smile!” he said as his right hand held Nisa's shoulder.

Some sweet and friendly photos managed to be immortalized.

They were full, and decided to go home.

Upon arrival at the hotel, Nisa hurriedly checked her social media. He was curious, Arka would share happy moments with him that he knew not.

And. none of the photos that Arka uploaded. With her face bent, Nisa reinserted her gawai into her pocket.

The next...

The dawn in the sky rises, the night falls.

Ringtone hape teasing sleeping Arka. “Aish, who else called this early in the morning? Very little work,” lamented.

“How are you guys?” ask Haifa across the street.

“Good, Ma.” Arka who still wanted to continue her sleep, handed the rectangular object she held to Nisa. “You only chatted with mama,” he added.

“Mama have seen your photos. So sweet once,” said ma'am Haifah with the spirit of four and five.

Unfortunately, Haifa's burning spirit is not contagious to Nisa. Her favorite daughter-in-law was sad to hear that.

“Why there is no sound. The network there may be ugly,” Haifa said after two minutes had passed. He eventually cut off his internet connection.

The deteriorating mood resulted in Nisa cancelling to exit the hotel. He decided to spend the day sleeping. At least his dreams are often more beautiful than reality.

A few moments later...

Nisa woke up disturbed by the sound of the ringtone of the Arka device that never lifted. Yup, that's because the owner is soaking in the bath ub.

“Tadi mom-in-law. Now who else?” ask Nisa while rubbing her eyes.

Curious, he approached the vibrating gadget. Very anxious, when he saw Dara's name on the screen of the Arka device.

Unfortunately, he was unable to answer because Arka locked the device with a face scan feature.

While Arka who had just come out of the bathroom, was even more anxious when she saw Nisa holding her cellphone.

“Last-lately, I've never bothered you again. Apparently, my silent attitude makes you so gawd. I remind you, never touch my phone without permission.”

Arka then snatches her phone from Nisa.

“Astaghfirullah, that rough. I just want to see, brother. Who knows if mom or dad called.”

Extremely fed up, Nisa waltzed out quickly. He went in any direction. Throw away the self that ends up in the crowd. When the focus is diverted to a group of people who are planting trees.

Nisa is approaching, it turns out that it is an annual program in Japan. One of the official government programs there to create a healthy environment.

Without a second thought, Nisa immediately joined them. Rather than his gala traversed by wandering around unclearly, it was better for him to do something positive. In addition, planting trees can also be a charity for him.

If the tree is big. A person who is overheated, can take shelter under it. The flowers are beautiful, giving happiness to those who look at it. And most importantly, the mouth of the leaf produces oxygen that humans breathe.

Seberes planted all the trees, came a woman who wore the attribute of handing out a bottle of mineral water.

“Thank you,” said Nisa while smiling at her.

“You are welcome,” reply the narrow-eyed woman.

Shortly after the drinks were distributed. Also came a reporter from a famous TV station there. Aware of the camera, Nisa just smiled towards the snail.

Nisa's hijab-wearing appearance, as well as her face that looked like she wasn't there, apparently drew their attention to conducting an interview with her.

“Where are you from?” ask the reporter.

“Indonesia.”

“Indonesia? Bali?”

Nisa nodded.

“Wow, fantastic. You are from abroad. Could you tell us what makes you interested to join us?” ask the reporter who was curious about why Nisa had planted a tree.

Nisa told me about the coincidence moment. “I am on my vacation here. I just passed and saw people planted trees here. So, I joined.”

The reporter's questions continued to evolve to more specifics.

“You are so care to nature. Will you tell us your job please?” He asked about Nisa's work.

“I am a staff in NaturalSkin Indonesia company.”

“That is why you love nature. Good job! Your company must be proud has a kind staff like you.”

Nisa gave a small smile as the woman said that the NaturalSkin Indonesia company should be proud to have employees like her.

“I wish,” he said later.

“Thank you so much for participating here,” said the reporter preparing to interview other volunteers.

“Do not mention it,” reply Nisa. Still with his big smile.

He really did not expect that incident. His only intention was to help plant trees. Even on TV in a special channel of Japanese government programs.