I'm Tired, Love Me
New Life
Today is the third day I left my mother's house and occupied the apartment that Arlo lent.
Mas Arlo helped me too much, there was guilt about Lila, the discomfort of being close to her husband.
This morning Arlo sent me a message,
Mas Arlo's
Honey, today the children's home will be until about 10 this morning, all I have prepared.
You take care of your health, be good there. I'm sorry I haven't been able to stop there, I still have a lot of work, as soon as I'm going to be there
Miss you
I replied with thanksgiving,
‘Alhamdulillah, thank you for all the help’ reply me briefly.
I started looking for some job openings, and uploaded some of my images to social media by starting to create a new account specifically for my drawing showroom that I would make as my side job.
Ms. Sari tried some of the cake recipes I gave to practice and I plan to promote them on my social media, quite good for the income of mbak Sari and fill the time mbak Sari when I stay at work.
When I showed up at 4pm, I took a shower and cleaned myself up and opened an ad on social media, I saw a logo drawing competition and for packaging design, food and beverage products from Germany, the first winner will get a holiday gift to Paris and get a 1-year contract as the company's Product Designer, the second winner will get an Ipad prize with the latest type and will get an allowance. I smiled at my smile because I intended to try it, although I knew for sure that many of my rivals were more competent than me, but there was no harm in trying to add to my insight as well.
“Non this trybain cakr from the non-savory recipe earlier” mbak sari thrusting a slice of red velved that looks appetizing
“Wuih tasty like, yuk mbak we try together” invite me while receiving a piece of cake that has been placed on the small plate, I scoop the cake and start to taste it
“Hemmm mbak this delicious low, kayak that in the bakery expensive it, this is definitely mbak sale, what else does it look like if pretty” said I praise this delicious cake
“Times is non?” Tanya mbak Sari like lack of confidence
“Truly mbak, this is really good, try later I find how to decorate it to make it more beautiful yes mbak, tomorrow make it again and in beautiful ornaments, so I can take photos for promotion, so I can make a photo, cake tomorrow send to the house of mama aja, the children of the home has come today”
“Okey ready non”
“If mbak already can make some cakes later we market in online mbak” said I gave mbak Sari spirit
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Two days after Arlo moved the children to the home of the mother, he did not tell me or call me again, there was a little sense of loss but immediately I tepis that, because I don't want to cultivate any sense of it, because it's wrong.
The clock had shown at 12 noon and my stomach worms started struggling to be fed,
“Mbak Sarrrrriiii” call me pretend spoiled on mbak Sari
“Dalem non” answer mbak Sari gently like answering a small child (dalem\=apa)
“Laperrrr” I replied still in a voice that was pretentious spoiled and stroking my stomach then laughed out loud from being amused with my own attitude
“Still suitable spoiled style so non, still youthful” said mbak Sari while putting a bowl of rice on my front desk then back to take a plate of side dishes and a plate of vegetables stir-fry baby kailan
“Ahhhh baby squid pete, so good this” my gaze is like a lion staring at its prey, aka hunger
I take a piece of rice, then vegetables and my favorite baby squid pete, eat like this is better if you eat pancasila, aka directly use the hands do not use a spoon. When you want to feed the rice,
Ting tong ting keg
The sound of the bell on the press, I who was about to stand from my seat was prevented mbak Sari,
“Sit aja non, continue eating let me open the door” said mbak Sari passed towards the apartment door
“Okey mbak”
“Eh mas Arlo, eat mas” greet me without leaving my meal
“Wah seems good nih” he said as he approached me
“Enak very this mas, cuisine mbak Sari top deh, here mas cobain” haggaku
“I get the plate first den” mbak Sari open the closet and take the plate for mas Arlo and put on the table in front of the mas Arlo who was sitting next to me
“Ayo mbak Sari eat together here” I invite mbak Sari to eat with me and mas Arlo
“Let's non, I want to iron briefly” reject mbak Sari because it feels awkward with mas Arlo, and passed to his room for ironing
“Nak mas?” I asked Arlo when he started to feed the second rice
“Iya, actually whatever the food must be good if there are you who accompany eat like this” the calories start
“Dih gombal” I replied while chewing
“I have a gift for you dear” he said as he stroked my hair
“Mas, do not call dear that, it is not good if it is heard mbak Sari” reject me while slightly tilting my head away from the hands of Arlo mas
“Sari also must know I love you” she replied indifferently
“What gift mas? Not yet time to give me a birthday gift” said I switched the conversation
“After eating I show you a gift that you must have been waiting for” he replied then spooned the rice back
I, who had finished my meal, immediately stood up and brought my dirty dishes to the sink to wash immediately along with a few glasses and another dirty spoon.
“I miss you” I was surprised by the sound beside my ears and the hand that was coiled around my waist, he stood from behind, his right hand placed a dirty plate in front of me while his left hand hugged my waist, and I almost took off the glass I was giving soap to
“Mas ngagetin aja, do not gini dong there mbak Sari mas” with a tone less like me dodge
“If no Sari can yes? If so let Sari I tell shopping aja deh” he said while laughing a little
“Yes not that also mas, have been waiting there just do not bother the person washing dishes deh” kicked me, who was answered with a laugh mas Arlo and passed sitting on the sofa TV room
After I finished washing the dishes, I approached Arlo's mas who was watching TV
“What is mas?” I asked when I saw the map that Arlo was holding
“It's a gift for you” while smiling “ here sit here I show” while patting the sofa next to him
“Gak ah sitting here aja” reject me
“Yes I haven't finished” he said keep the map away from me. I had to move next to him
“That's dong, if deket gini is yummy” while handing over the map he holds, I accept it and open it
“This is really?” I was surprised when I read ‘AKTA CERAI’
“Then I lied dear” he replied while removing the hair that was on my shoulder, I read back word by word written on the sheet of paper, but it was struck with a gentle kiss on my neck and followed by a whisper of “I love you” in my ear.
Seriate…..
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