Love Mita

Love in the heart

Mita

He woke up at 04:00 because the voice of the mother who had been stirring clean up the house.

He also saw a cell phone on the table, intended to clear up some books that he read last night.

A message came in from Rama.

"I'm leaving, you take care of yourself. I love you. I will always miss you."

Rama did not forget. Can he open his heart to Rama?

He took a long breath. This morning her tears have fallen.

"Me too." but only in his heart, he could not have sent it.

He put his phone back on, as if not caring that the man who sent the message to him was hoping for a reply "for the good of both of us", he thought. Which according to Rama does not know what goodness Mita means.

This morning he had to clean the room that had been a month more uninhabited, of course, the dust was thick. His phone looks back in his eyes.

This time a message from Adit.

"I'll pick you up at 11, I'll take a photo at the tea garden."

"okay." sent.

He hastened his work, within 2 hours the task at his home must be completed immediately because at 10 he must immediately prepare to return to Bogor with the boss. Adit's his boss now. Amusingly.

Student is a manager a selebgram. Steady right.

"Cepet really went home or Neng."

"Neng wants to work, ma'am."

"What work ?"

"Neng is Mas Adit's manager."

"Great in the manager in everything. In that salary's tea?"

''Yes or Mother...''

*****

Adits

Not yet at 11 hours his motorbike was parked in front of Mita's house. He has completed video capture for 3 online shops, live photos that still have to be done.

"The pretty bell is ready?" He who was sitting in the front seat surprised Mita who was wearing a bag ready to go. Tease her with the title ''Neng''.

"Mas ngangetin, has breakfast? If I haven't already taken it." Mita let him call with "Neng". He felt that he was two steps ahead of Rama.

She likes the word "Mas" Mita says to her. Is Rama not just a name? He felt special when the usual call came out of the mouth of this woman and the future mother-in-law.

Can he hope that one day this woman will wait for him to come home from work? For today let it get past.

"Udah, it was breakfast at the hotel."

They also want to leave immediately. Mita's parents gave her some typical village food, rengginang, opak friend to do the task he said.

The haze rain started to fall when they reached Peak Pass. Mita starts sneezing maybe chills.

"Cardigan you're thin gini." He sidestepped his bike looking towards Mita.

"Pake my jacket." The jacket he had taken off he gave to Mita.

"I'm ordinary. My body temperature is also above average, I'm using it."

"It's us on top of Neng baby... The fog is down. Are you wearing it yourself or am I using it?" Mita remained silent. Does his current treatment remind Mita of Rama? Fuck it he doesn't care.

Now if you remember that guy why he doesn't like it? Does she have Mita?

"Here I wear it, you shut up." he also wears the navy jacket.

He tried to calm down, control his heartbeat. Although it didn't have much effect, because his heart kept beating fast.

"Done." without much protest Mita received her treatment. Huuuft, he was worried that Mita had refused.

"We're down, I'm off the motor. You hold my waist."

Intentionally he turned off the engine motor and brake thin-thin, the effect of the motor drove quickly on the downhill road.

Inevitably Mita held on to the man's waist.

"Mas, rem Mas." he just laughed happily, he managed to make this woman hug him tightly.

"Mas, this is danger." he saw Mita through the rearview mirror in fear. Glad he had a good energy recovery today.

He brakes his motorcycle.

"But keep holding on again rich earlier. It's cold."

"No, not a mahrom." he smiled. Good, Mita knows the boundaries between men and women.

"Cold brass." he teased Mita back.

"Jaket Mas use again." Mita wants to open her jacket. He slowed down his bike while touching his feet. Mita did not comment.

"No, I'm kidding."

"So it's 3 at dawn."

"What did you answer?''

''I didn't answer.''

He smiled, either liking Mita who did not respond to Rama or because Mita was by his side now. He obviously likes both. Enjoy the cold wind of the peak without a jacket. Despite the cold, his heart felt warm. Feelings he had with someone in the past. Now this optimistic return, Mita never rejects it.

*****

Mita

Last night at dinner, I asked him to speak together. For certain things you do take on more roles. Like the opposite sex.

"Neng, Adit who are you?"

"So, no, sir."

"Neng is sure Adit sees you as just a boarding sister as well?"

This man, he can always know even though he doesn't talk much. Is it because you understand life better?

He was silent unable to answer.

"Don't give hope if you don't like it. Is Rama finished?"

Done it? When did he start? But he answered with a nod.

Although he had not yet started, he had to regret it.

After riding a motorcycle for approximately 1.5 hours Adit took a photo at Mount Mas.

After taking the photo, Adit complained of hunger

"Laper doesn't Neng?"

"Mas laper?" today Adit has called it by the name Neng. It does not matter if Adit wants to call her with the same name as the closest person to her. But he called her in extra, baby. Is it from the heart? He remembered Rama, had he arrived there? He is also afraid of being comfortable with Adit.

"The work is done, right, under there is a Sundanese restaurant. I miss Garut. Eat there?"

He nodded.

It takes longer to cover a few kilos at the top if it is a weekend like today. Good thing Adit carries a motorbike, if the car is somehow able to get to the cost.

"Neng the cool. Wait there." Adit pointed at the lesehan table with the number 17

"Mas want roasted chicken don't burn, just burn it, thigh."

He was shocked, why is it the same?

He also felt Adit like the Father who always asked Mom to order food if he was eating out.

Adit also gave her a card.

"Mas, wouldn't it be better to pay directly? I don't know Mas's card pin." he felt bad if he had to know Adit's ATM card pin.

"Six my first HP number." That easy Adit told her his ATM card pin? He feels bad.

Finished paying, he returned to their table and saw Adit's cheeks and hands already stuck on the table with his eyes closed making him realize that the man was tired.

He let Adit break things for a moment to release drowsiness.

"Excuse me" not long waitress came to bring the order. Two grilled chicken, tofu tempeh, vegetable asem, pepes tofu, complete with lalab and sambal. Adit awoke to hear the sound of the plate clashing with the table.

"Mas tired?"

"Just sleepy." Adit smile.

"So I'm just a roasted chicken mesen, right? The other menu is just as rich in food that I usually eat at Sundanese restaurants huh?"

He smiled, it seemed like Adit's confidence had returned.

"It's the standard menu." He defended himself.

"Then anyway? Not because we're one taste?" he also agreed. They have a lot in common.

During the meal he and Adit were more silent, both enjoying a slightly late lunch. He also enjoyed his time with Adit.

"Why don't you come home and get in my car? Sorry yes, my car is expensive usually women like the same expensive stuff."

"I'm not comfortable being the center of attention."

"Before I got used to going home by bus, tomorrow-tomorrow I went home by bus again, Mas."

"As long as I can, I'll be anther." Adit still enjoys the last piece of meat stuck to the thigh of his grilled chicken.

"Rama never anter you when you go home? Why isn't he anther?"

"I don't dare, she's Mom's son."

Done it. Adit looked at his slippery plate, there was no food left.

"Great to eat you up. Usually women eat not like to be spent."

"Mubadzir Mas's. I buy it with money, sometimes stay up late, right?"

"Pinter." either reflexively or how, Adit rubbed his head.