Love is Not Finished

CHAPTER 127: My Private Teacher Named Bayu

The sun is shining up slowly.

After the morning prayers I went back to sleep. Last night, in between Bram already showed ten o'clock. Since my heart was tired, I went to sleep.

"Zanu, wake up, son. It's nine o'clock, '" Papa called me from under the stairs.

"Yes Pa, just a moment," I hurried to wash my face, brush my teeth and go downstairs.

"Why is it bad to wake up, son? You still sleepy?" ask Papaku.

"Yes Pa, all of you want to enjoy the holidays. Oiya, where'd Zuri go?"

"Mama to the market from earlier, briefly back home. Accompanied adekmu. Now follow Papa, we're going to the garage. Papa wants to heat up your new car, you will see the way Papa turned it on, come on," asked Papaku with enthusiasm.

I followed Papa from behind. After opening the garage, Papa and I got into the car. Papa starts the engine, pulls the lever to R to rewind the car out of the garage. After that Papa pulled the lever again to the 1st tooth, while stepping on the clutch. Papa's car is parked near the house. Everything Papa did, I saw it and kept remembering every function.

"Well, now that the lever pulls to N or neutral, we wait a few minutes to heat the car. Later, when Zanu has started to be able to bring his own car, the engine must be hot every day" Papa explained.

I just nod every time I hear Papa's testimony. Although I actually did not understand at all before actually holding the steering wheel and running his own car.

After a few minutes, Papa turned off the engine and got out of the car.

"Let's get down, son, you take a shower and get ready for private. His studies were advanced to eleven o'clock in the afternoon,"

"Lho, dong Pa. Why did Pa get married? I'm not ready yet" I got out of the car.

"Well, maybe the coach has other business. Besides Zanu there are no other activities, right this eleven o'clock?" ask Papa.

"Yes" I replied a little bit.

My dad and I went into the house. I headed straight to the room on the second floor, getting ready to take a shower and waiting for the coach to come.

After getting ready, I had breakfast while watching the news on television. Not long after, Mama and Zuri came to bring kitchen groceries.

"Lho's? Just had breakfast, son? Waking up bad luck?" mama asked while going back and forth to bring the crackle to the kitchen.

"Yes Ma, sleepy from last night," I replied accordingly.

"Who are you waiting for, how are you doing?" ask Mama again.

"Papa said, her driving lessons were advanced to eleven o'clock,"

"Oh, it's okay. Maybe the free time is like that hour or there are other needs after teaching you to drive. Positive thinking,"

"Yes Ma," I finished my meal that was a little more.

Geck!

Geck!

"Assalammu'alaikum,"

A guest approached my house. I put the old dinner plate on the table. Then walk to the front door and open it. A young man looked to the right and to the left.

"Waa'alaikum salam. What's up, Bang?" my many.

"Is this really Zanu's house?" askalanya.

"Yes, I'm Zanu myself," I started to get confused.

"Oh, thank goodness. I am Bayu, who taught Zanu nyetir deck," looks he was relieved to meet me.

"Please enter first Bang, I want to drink first, abis eat. All you want permission to go out with Papa and Mama," I opened the door wide and let him in.

A little timidly, Bayu came in and sat down in the guest chair. I rushed into the kitchen to wash my hands and drink. I happen to have my mom in the kitchen.

"Ma, the one who taught Zanu was coming,"

"Where? Did you tell me to come in?" ask Mama while arranging groceries in the refrigerator.

"Already Ma, again sitting in the living room. Zanu went straight away, Ma,"

"Yes, carefully study it, must focus. Don't forget to tell Papa,"

I went upstairs, Papa was drafting a fishing rod.

"What's up, son?" ask Papa.

"Pa, who taught Zanu to come, is now in the living room. Zanu immediately left, yes" I replied.

"Behold, Papa's coming down," Papa took off his fishing line.

Me and Papa go downstairs. Bayu introduced himself to Papa and he explained which route he would take later. Papa gave the message to be careful and go home on time. Bayu and I nodded.

Papa drove me all the way outside the fence and kept waiting until Bayu's car was out of sight.

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Bayu taught me on the ball field. He allowed me to hold the steering wheel while giving directions, from starting the engine to recognizing what a clutch, gear and gas are.

The early stages still scared me, but I got used to it for a long time, despite the many mistakes I made. Patiently Bayu directed me back. And so on until I didn't feel like I was studying for three hours.

"We've learned to drive today Zanu. Tomorrow continues again," said Bayu.

"Tomorrow can't bang, I went to college. It could be the same Saturday next week" I replied.

"Oh. All right, same Saturday next week we learn again. Now I'm taking you home,"

"I'm thirsty Bang, stop by first yes buy a drink," I said.

"OK,"

Bayu takes over the wheel and runs his car down a big road. About ten minutes later, Bayu stopped his car in front of the stalls on the beach. Many sell young coconut there.

Coincidentally today is Sunday, many young visitors who hang out on the beach or at the stall.

I got off followed by Bayu, we're looking for a stall that doesn't have too many visitors. I ordered two young coconut ice packs and brought them home.

While waiting, Bayu once asked about me. Not too much that we talk about, just about my lectures and about Bayu activities as a private teacher driving a car.

Plaque!

Plaque!

Suddenly a woman slapped Bayu. Suddenly, me, Bayu and the other enders were surprised to see the action.

"Oh! So gini is! You said today off, it's a road with other women!" said the woman ketus while showing her finger in front of Bayu's face.

And Bayu just shut up, bowed shy or scared.

"God! Are you ready Bayu? You don't know if she's my fiancee, how dare you approach her!" said the woman before me.

I was shocked and angry at the woman's actions.

"Be careful to speak yes Ma'am, I am the same Bang Bayu again learn to drive," I replied not to lose.

"All right, I know he's at his hour and never at this hour!" he said again not losing the sewot.

"Just ask yourself the same! Why do you accuse me so casually," I grow furious.

"If you are learning to drive again, why are you here? Not straight home! You flirty woman!" the woman replied, more and more.

"Women are not ashamed!" I started not being able to control my emotions.

The woman approached and slapped me.

"Stop!" shouted someone from behind the crowd of people. It turned out that I only realized there were already many who were watching the ongoing quarrel.

Everyone who was there looked towards the source of the voice and they instantly opened a path for the person who had voiced out earlier.

As soon as I saw that figure, I was immediately relieved.

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