If You Love Me

gazebos

Tonight ajeng did not come out of the room because his legs were still sick, the real Agung wanted to visit sungung want to visit because Ajeng in the room.

Agung who sat in the gazebo after dinner arrived at the call mbok gatik,

" mas...muse me for help?"

hearing the call of the great kitchen rose up,

" dalem mbok," replied Agung,

" please take this food to mbak ajeng's room, he hasn't eaten pity yet.."

" you know? How do I mbok? Ndak yah ah mbok, when I entered the room mbak ajeng?"

" you know? Didn't you come in this afternoon?"

" it was different this afternoon mbok.."

" what's different, just the same.. Let's please mbok, this is a lot of dishwashing..?"

Great to see the dishwasher, indeed many dishes mbok gatik.

" Oh mbok.." Rarely great to complain, ever so great,

" not even here.." finally Agung willing, he did want to visit ajeng, but still he was embarrassed if he had to go into the adjeng room himself.

Mbok gatik take a tray, put rice and side dishes and warm tea there, too,

after all the complete tray was handed over to Agung,

" In wait yo mas, if it is not finished do not stay." said mbok Gatik make a great sigh long, let out a long sigh,

" wes, there.." tell Gatik, mbok,

Agung according, he carried the tray with doubtful steps towards Ajeng's room.

" Tok tok.. Ma'am Ajeng..?" great knocking on the door,

" come in, not in the key." there was a loud voice from within, hearing that Agung opened the door and walked slowly in, his steps hesitating, unlike earlier this afternoon, he was not, if he was quick and quick this afternoon, but tonight he looks shy and reluctant.

" I was told to mbok Gatik mbak, this is sampean food.." Agung put the food on the bedside table, Agung slightly lowered his head, he really did not dare to look at the ajeng who was sitting on the bed.

" Will you help me get it?" tanya ajeng made the great finally look at the ajeng who was wearing the pajamas,

" what's helping you?"

" please get the plate." said ajeng,

" oh, yeah.." Agung took the plate and spoon, then handed it to ajeng.

" I go ya mbak." said Agung,

" here only Great,"

hearing it's grand wonder,

" is there anything else I need to help you with?"

" does there have been activities?"

" no mbak, most want to smoke in the gazebo.. Why?"

" just accompany me, then,"

Great silent, great,

" don't want to?"

" want to mbak," replied the great and then looked around, although this afternoon he entered, he was really foreign to Ajeng's room, finally his eyes found a single sofa, located in the corner of the room, was, the Lord chose to sit there.

Agung was silent long enough to wait for ajeng to eat, he did not say anything because it was awkward,

" great love being a soldier?" tanya Ajeng arrived, arrived,

" it's a good job" replied the great,

" i'm asking you glad you didn't?" tanya again looked at the serious grand,

" great pleasure of course.." Great review smile,

" Are you now dashing?" the word ajeng makes the majesty silent,

" does it stay the same?"

The great stared at Ajeng,

" what is the same?"

" just like before? Will it remain silent despite being ridiculed and insulted by people?"

Agung reviewed the smile back, he suddenly remembered, he was often ridiculed by a friend of ajeng friends when he picked up ajeng, and when at home, every second child of Mbah kung named nurdin came, and when he was at home, he will not be separated from his insults, apparently Ajeng still remembers it.

" if you are insulting me, I will remain silent." replied Agung,

ajeng was silent to hear the grand answer, the atmosphere was silent for quite a long time, until ajeng asked again,

" why did you return to this place mas.." asked ajeng after a long silence,

mas should live under the auspices of Mbah kung patiently, he said,

I know, you've always refrained from getting angry at anything even if it's corrupting and harming you..

haven't you always insulted living by our side?

you're good at being a soldier, you have a good salary, I heard you've been an officer, so why would you come back here? Living with your head bowed to us at all times?" ajeng.

Agung was stunned, he did not expect ajeng would say such a thing, well indeed what was said ajeng there was a point, but there were also many faults.

" Why mas? Do you know, I've been sad to see you hold back,

it feels like I want to push you away from this house because you're so patient and well mannered.." Ajeng still stared at Agung.

Agung let out a long sigh, then got up from his seat, took the empty plate in the hand of the ajeng, then gave the teas warmly to the ajeng,

" drink first" said the great, ajeng received it, drank it a little and returned it to Agung.

Agung picked up the tray on the table and intended to walk away, but ajeng pulled the edge sleeve of the regal shirt.

" This is what I said with you always looking down in front of us and holding yourself back, mas" Ajeng said,

" just be yourself once..?" ajeng sued majestically.

" What should I say mbak ajing? While I feel like I've been myself here." replied Agung calmly, he put the tray back on the table, then ventured to sit on the side of the bed.

" What you say is not entirely wrong, but not entirely true..

I respect Mbah kung, it's an obligation for me..

other people insult me, let it be, the important thing is that they do not harm me..

and my work problem.. It has nothing to do with my manners in this house..

I never mind calling until I am younger than I am..

as long as I know, I am outside and inside this house the same..

so don't think I'm depressed by the attitude I'm suggesting..

I really respect this family, respect sampean.." Agung explained slowly while looking at the end of understanding.

" I'm not the thirteen-year-old you left behind.. I can read the unrest in your eyes every time I look at me? Explain that?",

hearing that regal silence, really all this time there was unrest in his eyes every staring at ajeng, why he did not realize it, why he did not realize it,

clearly, he only felt sad every time he looked up at ajeng, no matter what kind of sadness it was, he himself did not know.

Since the first time he was already sympathetic to a small ajeng, and after adulthood, after seeing ajeng cry until it was because of his ex-girlfriend, the sympathetic feeling increased and increased, and increased, pity piled up in his heart.

Agung suddenly just reviewed the smile, covered his feelings, and,

" my anxiety is present because of the situation that is mbak ajeng natural..

I accidentally saw tears after twelve years I did not see it." Agung said.

hearing that ajeng who was now shocked, so the great saw him crying while sitting on the floor at that time, after the arrival of Bayu, he said,

oh.. How ashamed he was, how helpless he looked because of a man.

" so you feel sorry for me?" ask ajeng, please,

" pity? On this young and beautiful mother? Why?" back to asking,

" the mother is not worthy of pity.."

" call me ajeng,"

" i dare not." replied the great shriek,

" i go first, it's not good I've been here long.. If you need help, call me.." said regal quickly and immediately rise, but again ajeng pulled the end of the shirt.

" I want to go out, to the gazebo." said ajeng, said,

" but is it night?"

" i want to breathe the air of the night,"

The great sighed softly,

" all right." said the grand, grand,

" excuse me." he said lifting the body of ajeng and carrying it,

" last noon, excuse me, why now excuse me?" ajeng asked after his body was in a grand sling,

" i missed it because I was too worried" replied the agung patiently, then carried the ajeng out.

Good who just came staring at ajeng who was carried by the majesties, great,

" where are you going?" ask good, though,

" mbak ajeng asked to gazebo mas." replied Agung as he passed,

Mbah Kung who sat in front of the TV and saw the majestic carrying Ajeng out just glanced at him without asking, it makes a good wonder, has he been left behind by something? The days just go away the situation at home already feels different, thought Good then immediately go into the room to clean themselves.