Love Because ...

THE MIDNIGHT SALE

Saturday mornings, Rara who usually spends the morning on Saturdays at the office while in Semarang. This time he prefers to run around the complex, he was so enjoying the cold morning of Bandung. The cold air that stuck out made her cheeks flushed red. Every now and then he would run around a little, occasionally walking until he decided to stop at the compound of his house.

Rara sat on the stalks of tall shady trees that spread bushy. The field is full of kids playing ball. There are some elderly people who play table tennis, and there are some teenagers who play badminton. Rara slid her feet to the ground, smiling to enjoy the beauty this morning.

‘Alhamdullillah hirobil a’lamin?’ he murmured, grateful for all the morning blessings he could enjoy.

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“Assalamualaikum Warohmatullahiwabarokatuh.” Bu Sriyantika's soft voice greeted at Tia's house. Tia who was lying down watching TV realized it was her mamih voice.

“Wa’alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,” answers loudly. Tia immediately ran over to her mother.

“Mamihhh!” Tia opened her arms wide hugging her mamih tightly, excited.

“Tia?” Ms. Sriyantika smiled widely, receiving a warm embrace of her only puppet princess.

“You're healthy nduk?” Her mother showered her face with an anxious kiss, Tia also felt amused made.

“Hahaha healthy mih.” Tia took her mamih suitcase and pulled it to go inside, “Bi Atiik!” shout Tia.

“Iya neng, uh mistress,” said bi Atik coming from the kitchen direction. He kissed his master's hand. “Where is the healthy mistress?”

“Alhamdulillah healthy bi, bi Atik added ngisi ya?” the first comment of Ms. Sriyantika after a long time did not meet.

“He he yes mistress, mistress want to drink what?”

“White water is enough.”

“Good, briefly mistress,” said bi Atik, then go to the kitchen.

“Where's dear, work?” ask mamihnya. Tia took a lethargic breath, as soon as her face turned moody at her mother's question.

“Why nduk, you fight with him?”

“No, Saturday office closed, he again ran around the complex.”

“Certainly, why is his face so rich.”

Tia explains Rara's traumatized state of affairs as to the various things she discovers about her identity. He tells the story starting from a flirtatious lecturer, his college friend, and some of his clients at the store who know Rara.

Ms. Sriyantika several times beristigfar shocked to hear the story of her daughter. He did not expect Rara's past to be so outside of his expectations. All this time they knew Rara, there was no sign that she was a bad woman. Rara was even more obedient than Tia's daughter alone puppet.

“Mih gini loh mih, Tia mean it's good. If at first Rara or Febby he is not good, why did he not try what ya..?” Tia stopped her babbling, thinking planfully putting together the right words.

“Gini gini! why doesn't he say he's Febby, and change the image of Febby itself into a good Febby that is, rich Febby now?” tia continued.

“Mamih thinks he's traumatized nduk, maybe he's in shock.”

“Ya Tia understands mih, but her family's kasian nyariin him if he does not mention Febby. How is the same ortanya or his sister or who to, his sodaranya, if he keeps ngaku-naku Pearl?”

“Betul also yes nduk,” bu Sriyantika breathed in hearing the explanation of her daughter.

“But it is difficult nduk, nerima bitter things that have become part of our lives. Especially if you admit the biggest mistake we have ever made, seem to not believe that we have done it,” said mamihnya sad. Tia could guess her mother was hooking up her past with her papih.

“Mih, kan mamih said it himself. How we in the past it has become a part of our lives, Rara has changed mih. That's the most important.”

“Iya nduk, Rara has changed. That's all that matters - don't let him go back to his dark past. We must help him nduk,” said mamihnya enthusiastic.

“Iya mih,” said Tia smiled.

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“Where does the gudegnya taste good?” sahut Bu Sriyantika who was standing next to the dining table saw Rara and Tia eating his homemade gudeg.

“Enak aunt,” sahut Rara smiled thinly. Bu Sriyantika noticed that Rara had been quieter.

“You again read what nduk?” asked Bu Sriyantika to Tia who was busy eating while reading the leaflet.

“This mih earlier Rara brought the store leaflet right back home running, Cheap mih. There is a midnight sale in Yogya Kepatihan,” said Tia.

“Iya nduk you haven't shopped yet huh? the refrigerator is empty.”

“Hehe, yes mih.” Tia Cengengesan answered her mamih questions.

“Ya out these two weeks we are busy, recuitment, training, continue to travel around Bandung dealing. Yes although we often go to the store but our time mepet mih pursued deadline. A day we can travel around five stores, not yet jammed ngabisin time mih,” added Tia complain.

“Iya darling, not papa,” said mamihnya smile.

“Ya already aunty, this mallem we both monthly shopping to kapatihan,” sela Rara.

“But do not pursue MIDNIGHT Sale yes, which is normal-normal aja shopping,” said bu Sriyantika warned.

“No-no,” replied Tia.

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MIDNIGHT SALE AT SATURDAY NIGHT!!!

Large writing emblazoned on the supermarket Yogya kepatihan. At half-hour eight visitors were already starting to get crowded. Many promos and discounts are scattered in this mall. Rara and Tia are busy shopping monthly for home needs.

“Rame yes Ra?” sahut Tia looked around the mall, Rara smiled assuring. He was pushing a trolley full of groceries.

“We go to the milk aisle yes, aunt Sri nitip milk anlene,” said Rara.

“Oke.” Tia gave her thumbs up while laughing. “Ra?”

“Yah?” rara replied, they're headed for the milk aisle.

“Let anyone know loe here how?” Rara silently heard Tia's question instantly her face turned sad.

“Ra if in my opinion yes, this is in my opinion. Elo be honest first, don't avoid. I'm sure you're not as bad as you think,” said Tia made Rara upset because she disagreed.

“When you know me guy, keep him macem-macem how?”

“Ra is indoor, there is no way there are people who macem-macem the same elo,” cut Tia convincingly, while looking at the SPG milk that had been looking at Rara.

“Partially I'm here keep elo,” he continued.

“Febby?” greet SPG milk on Rara. Rara was still silent not answering her call, hesitating.

“Teh knows Febby?” sela Tia on SPG it says name tag in her pocket ‘Ika’.

“Eh yes tea, this is really Febby?” teh Ika approached Rara and tried to convince her sight.

“Yes you Febby, row what's the news geulis (beautiful), ikh you tea changed geuning more beautiful use hijab?” Ika said enthusiastically, kindly.

“Ba-ik tea.” Rara said staggered. Ika tea kissed Rara's left right cheek.

“Teeni awis teupang (long time no see) where are you now? Are you married yet?” ask Ika tea.

“Sa-ya in the tea agency,” replied Rara smiling stiffly, confused.

“Great wah, good thing you focus on your college Feb. Teteh, I am sure you will be a successful person. Eh si Boy is also here, he is SPB in the next hallway.” Ika Tea said that his stature was chatty.

“Si Boy?” Rara frowned in wonder.

“Yes our working partner time at GIANT. Hahaha he's mah da baong (rogue) in DO from his campus ge, teu (gak) insaf-insaf. Wait here for a second, just call the boy. Bodor slave etamah. (funny old boy)” said tea Ika laugh go to the next hallway.

“Ti, Ti! let's go yuk!” Rara frantically tugged at Tia's arm, afraid that something strange might happen to her.

“Eh Ra why go? wait dong, that's the friendly one. Good looking,” said Tia calming.

“Do not want! that's who else the Boy is, later if he..,”.

“HEY FEBBY! whats up girlll,” shouted loudly an SPB came with his style of installment in front of Ika tea. She came dancing in Michael Jackson style. Rara was amazed to see his behavior, while Tia laughed at the behavior of the SPB.

The Boy approached and bowed in the style of a prince inviting his daughter to dance, his right hand twirled several times in front of his stomach.

“How are you beautiful?” he said while offering the hand that was rotated again. He's wearing a name tag, Joni. Tea Ika and Tia laugh at Boy's behavior.

“Tetep koplak Feb si Boy mah!” said Ika tea approaching to Rara who was smiling forcefully in confusion. Rara won't shake Joni's hand, she just salim without touching Joni's hand. Joni nodded with a smile not offended by what Rara did.

“Wuzz who's the most beautiful one in this hat?” joni asked, offering Tia a handshake.

“Ha ha, Tia a.” Tia greeted Joni with both fingertips meeting each other.

“This is your working tea Feb?” ask Joni.

“Sepupu,” Rara replied briefly. Tea Ika looked at Rara feeling strange, feeling not the Febby she was familiar with.

“Teh there is midnigtsale yes?” tanya Tia tried to be friendly.

“Owh yes, almost all products at discount, even some buy one free one,” replied Ika tea.

“Iya or tea, but still lami (old) oruh,” sela Joni still with the style of installment.

“Kalo midnight sale gini, I tea so inget we often hang out in Braga mpe dawn ya Feb hahaha,” continued Joni make Teh Ika laugh.

“Yes you're mah da kalabahan (mostly) hanging out so weh in DO!” teahouse Ika patted Joni's arm, Joni complained of pain.

Rara was already uncomfortable with their conversation about her past. He wanted to leave the hall immediately, Tia saw the movements of Rara's movements that had begun to rouse.

“Teh, Febby tea how does the person bageur (good)?” tanya Tia tried to divert the conversation looking for a good thing about Febby.

“Euh bageur pisan (very good),” reply Ika tea.

“Betul, Febby good beut,” Joni added.

“Owh yes how?” ask Tia again.

“A lot of tea, especially he is so good. Often Ika tea when returning home malem. Tah sok ngabonceng Ika tea,” continued Joni.

“Ngebonceng?” ask Tia

“Iya, well fitting home midnight gini nih we like to the club,” said Joni instead make tea Ika cengengesan.

“Community club?” ask Tia.

“Hahaha the teteh bodor, nightclub atuh. Davinci, jeb ajeb ajeb.” The Joni pointed his finger in front of his forehead, then his head was gripped while the person who was clubing. Rara was shocked to hear their chatter.

“Hahaha yes or Feb you want ga?” ask Ika tea to Rara.

Rara could not stand their conversation, her net began to tear up. Until a single tear fell on the base of his cheek.

“Excuse me!” Rara is not strong preferring to run away from her trolley.

“Feb! Febby?!” joni and Ika's tea shouted at him.

“Teh? Febby why?” ask Tia for tea. Tia was silent and did not answer.

“Excuse.” Tia immediately went after Rara feeling guilty.

“Eleuh eleuh kunaon eta slave,” (oh, why that child?)ask Joni wonder.

“Euh da kamumah, sieun kukamu atuh,” (That's you, afraid you tuh) said Ika tea patted Joni's arm hard.

Www!

Joni is complaining of pain.

“Sieun kumaha ai si teteh, (fear of how teteh) my people do not say anything,” bela Joni.