KIRANA (She Is She Too)
The Eps 71
"You be careful, Tar!"
Dance nodded then grabbed onto Bu Mae's hand and endured it. Today, he decided to go to B city to meet the buyer. He has everything ready, including mental. Yes, city B, a place where a lot of memories he left behind. The joy and sorrow he went through in that place. Really, he really couldn't if he had to go back there. However, if there is no money, then Ms. Mae cannot undergo treatment.
The dance goes to the terminal ushered in by Gajendra. For some reason, the man was afraid of losing the girl. Actually he wanted to accompany Tari to the destination, but Tari refused him. The girl said, if you want to help, better help Dance to take care of her family while she's gone. I don't want Gajendra to obey.
"You be careful, Tar" said Gajendra. A streak of sadness was clearly visible on his face. As if he would be abandoned Dance for good.
"Yes, don't be sad. It will only be two days, if my business is finished, I will go home immediately" said Tari.
"A shaky hug?" Really, that guy is heavy taking off Dance who wants to go alone.
"Please!" Said again.
At first Tari was reluctant, but then she smiled and stretched out her hands. Not wasting a chance, Gajendra went straight into the arms of Tari. The man hugged his best friend. Really, the feeling is so deep. Dance hug is the most comfortable, although only a few times he felt.
"Be careful" said Gajendra once again after taking off his arms.
Dance smiled and nodded. This time, there was no drama. Gajendra actually took off Tari who started walking on the bus towards town B.
Dance looking out the window, the scenery out there is mostly rice fields or the edge of the elongated forest. Sometimes it also passes through densely populated settlements beside the road that is located under the Toll Road. He sat alone in the second row from the back because the atmosphere on the bus was not many passengers. The bus he was riding passed the Toll Road (Tax on location) or tax on the spot. It is more commonly called the freeway. This road is a special four-wheeled vehicle lane to accelerate the speed of unimpeded mobility between regions. As the name implies, the use of toll roads must pay directly at a certain rate when going to use this line.
Just a few hours drive, the road taken is still very far away. Every now and then Tari plays her phone when she gets tired of looking out the window.
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The dance arrives at the terminal B at night. Not wanting to buy time, he immediately looked for a motorcycle taxi driver to take him to the destination. Thirty minutes of time it took. Sampai now Dance in front of the alley village first.
Six years on, the place has changed a lot. Even the entrance gate that was once only made of bamboo has now turned into a sturdy gate made of cement and sand. Dance walked while looking around, she smiled. The village has changed a lot.
Wait, Miss Mae's house is the same. It's as if someone's inhabiting. Who is the person who occupies both houses?
Dance walked towards her house. He tried to knock on the door. But no one opened it or acknowledged it. Dance tried to peek at the window that was not covered in curtains. There's no one at all. Then, the girl turned around and walked towards the flower pot in front of her house. A medium-sized pot of anthurium flowers that still look as fresh as they did six years ago. Like someone was taking care of her intentionally. He picked up the flower pot and rightly guessed it. A lock bobble small nail cutting tool.
That key is the key to the Dance House. He always kept the keys to his house under the flower pot. He took the key after putting a flower pot in any place. Dance tried to open the door of her house. Twice round, the door is open. Dance immediately in to see the situation inside. Withdrawal of the bag he carried on the chair then he stepped more inside.
The girl looked around, still as if nothing had changed and was clean. Instantly his body squeezed. The shadows in the past suddenly came. The moment where he mingled with his parents with his sisters, then the time where Mr. Anton and Adnan who ran around chased each other. Also the moment where he had to completely leave this place and go disappear with his family.
I don't know, sometimes sadness and happiness mix into one and then become an uncertain feeling. Not wanting to drag on with memories, Tari tried to wake up and sit in the living room chair. He remembered his purpose in coming here. He took the phone in his bag and searched for someone's number.
The number of a person he named 'Buyer'. Before leaving, please give the mobile number of the prospective buyer to be easy when making an appointment later.
Dari tried to send a message that he had arrived and tomorrow asked to meet at the location of the house for sale. Message sent, but not yet read. Tired of sitting for hours on the bus, Tari thought about taking a break in her old room. Maybe sleep is better than having to remember the past.
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In the morning, Tari woke up. Not because of the sunlight trying to say hello. However, the stomach feels wrapped around the heart. Just remember, since yesterday morning his stomach has not been filled. Dance held her stomach that felt sore. He got up and walked out of the room to the kitchen. The girl opened the refrigerator and clucked.
"There is no content" complained Tari. Face's upset. He's really very hungry.
"Geez!" Dance patted her own eel.
"Bo*him's me," he grumbled.
The girl forgot she wasn't home. Ah, he means in his house which he now lives in. Dance turned around and walked outside the house. I wish there were vegetable makers passing by. Usually the vegetable maker also sells some ready-to-eat snacks such as wet cakes and fried. However, nil. The streets looked deserted, much different than they were six years ago. Finally, Tari went back in and took her phone. He tried to order food through an online application and hopefully this morning there are already places to eat that have opened their online messaging service.
