Karma Love

Laura

Dika drove Syila home to Aunt Noah.

"We'll eat first, yeah, hungry." Bring Dika.

Syila just nodded.

They entered a typical Minang restaurant.

Before arriving at the door of the restaurant, Syila paid back in the car because her phone was left behind. While Dika who was observing Syila returned to a lack of focus, when she turned around and walked accidentally bumped into someone. A man in a full suit. And some people followed him side and back.

"Sorry, my Master was not intentional." Said Dika.

"It's okay." Said the man indifferently passing by just like that. Without any expression.

When the man entered his car and slowly drove away. He asked his assistant to stop the car. It was like seeing that woman.

The man rushed out, wailing in search of the woman yet nothing.

"I think I'm going crazy." The man said to himself.

"What's the matter, sir, can I help you ?" Bargain assistant.

"No. Go now." Declared.

***

On the way home Syila's phone rang. Daddyh. It was great to get a call from Dad.

"Hello. Daddy ? How are you doing ? Why just call ? I couldn't call Dad's phone, were you all right ? Have you eaten already ? Which mother ? Don't drink coffee anymore ! Dad answer me !!" The question is persistent.

"You are, how can I answer you, you speak without such a gap." Dika answered.

"Of course, just focus on driving." Kesal Syila's.

It sounds across there laughing.

"Dad, your mother laughed at me ?? Just look at me being mad because you've pissed me off." Of course, contrary to his heart.

"Sorry baby, my phone forgot to charge. Batteries exhausted. As for Mom's phone, she forgot to put it. We're doing just fine. What about you ? Still crying ?" Answer me gently.

"No. I'm not crying anymore. I look like a wasted kuntilanak from crying too much." Dika chuckled at Syila's words.

His eyes are watering again.

"Smart kid. You're with Dika dear ?"

"Why ask him ? I'm Dad's son, I miss you."

"Let's talk for a moment." I don't want Syila meloadspeaker on her phone.

"When ?"

"Yes Well." Still focused on driving.

"Dad tipped spoiled daughter Daddy ya."

"With pleasure Well. You don't have to worry."

"Please take care of him. Besides being spoiled he likes to be sloppy."

"Aw.. Well, just unload all the bad stuff." Syila Timbrung.

"If you still like to cry buy chocolate or ice cream. Or take the clowns so they stop crying." I even teased Syila. The one who heard it just laughed. Syila is getting more.

"Dad stop teasing me.. I miss you so much." It's sad mode again.

After a conversation that led to the grim weeping of a Shila, it arrived now at the home of Aunt Noah.

''You're not going in first ?" Ask Syila.

"Aren't you willing to stay away from me ?" Ask Dika again by raising her eyebrows.

"It's not that, it's just that Aunt Noah's house is too big for me."

"Well, let's just talk outside." Nodded quickly by Syila.

Syila came out with a home-style look to her. By bringing lemon tea like he used to make for his father.

"Drink this while it's still warm."

Even though you drink it, "You are really talented in concocting Syila drinks. It's so snug and delicious." Praise Dika.

"Thank you."

When she came home.

Syila also makes turmeric milk that her mother usually makes.

"Auntie drinks first. It's low-fat milk."

"Thank you dear. Are you afraid of being home alone ?"

"Not afraid, just too quiet Bi, Bibikan knows I'm never lonely if in the village. I'm afraid of getting dissolved in the grief later. Auntie mind if Dika's here till night ?'' Syila answered while observing the clock, ten o'clock in the night.

Aunt Noah laughed.

''You're too innocent, baby. Aunty hope you find the right association, not change your innocence, but increase your knowledge.''

''Oh, yes, you can drive no ? You can use Auntie's car to transport you to campus.''

Syila grinned, I cannot Bi.''

''Taking public transport would be very time consuming. What if the motor ?''

Syila nodded quickly.

''Well in the garage there are two bikes, you can wear them.

***

In a 24-hour minimarket, Dika bought some of his personal needs. All drop by her mind.

When he was choosing, and was about to pay, he accidentally bumped into people.

''At !'' Exclaim the woman.

Degs..

That voice, just by hearing that voice grew something that he had long been quieting.

''Laura ?''

''It's me, how are you ?''

''As you can see.'' She's growing up, but also a bit thin.

What is this about my chest. I buried it as deeply as I could, but when I came back to face it this way, as I tried it was just a waste.

I still miss him. But I am also disappointed in him.

***

Here we are, sitting together in the garden chair.

''When.'' Lirih.

''I regret my attitude towards you back then.''

''I tried to find you contracted, but you weren't there. I asked the neighbors to contract you, but no one knows where you're moving.'' Laura said.

''What's wrong with you ? You let me go, you're also looking for me ?'' Ask Dika.

''He and I have no blessing. Both of my parents and her parents. Turns out he's been set up. As for Mom, she just wants you to be her daughter-in-law, not another man. Mom's got a heartache. I dare not argue. I have explained well that we are done, but Mother as if deaf did not accept my explanation.'' Clearly Laura was long with her face lowered.

''I thought you were looking for me because you still love me.'' Piddled Dika.

Laura swallowed with difficulty. The man before him must be very hurt.

''That's my second reason.'' Lirih very softly he said it.

''I didn't expect more, because I know how badly I treated you. But after you left, I realized something, a feeling that I considered ordinary and forgotten, in fact still there, he was only covered with my greed, even several times I misnamed him by your name. I'm sorry Dika.'' Laura started crying.

And that's something that we couldn't see before. Dika is most fragile if Laura is already crying.

Dika took a long breath.

''What has passed has forgotten. I've forgiven you without you begging like this.''

After that long chat, Dika escorted Laura. She also meets Laura's mother whose circumstances are indeed very different from those of the past.

''Nak Dika ?'' Her mother was very enthusiastic.

''Yes, Bi, it's me. How's Auntie doing ? I interrupted Aunt's break huh ?''

Instead of answering Mother Laura instead hugged Dika tightly. It was as if he had long lost his own son.