Love One Heart to Death
Tika Kepo's
"Assynoltom..."
"Waalaikumsalam.." said Surya from behind the door.
"Bi Sumi, let's get in Bi...!" pinta Surya let in and walked to show directions to the kitchen.
"The house of Mas Surya is big and magnificent, like a palace that is on television." His eyes went around and followed his master.
"Auntie could have been, I had cooked rice so Aunt stayed to cook another, for breakfast today I want to make fried rice."
"Good Mas. The kitchen is Masya Allah.big and nice." Bi Sumi widened her eyes in amazement with the splendor of the kitchen.
"Oh yeah, my wife doesn't like spicy. So Auntie's gonna set the plug aside." Bi Sumi nodded then deftly she honed her cooking skills in that magnificent kitchen.
Surya went to his room, picked up a guitar and carried it to the back of the house, the blue pool that glittered in the morning sun. Surya sat in a rattan chair and skillfully plucked his guitar, singing a song titled
I Keep Miss in the Heart
🎶🎵🎶🎵🎶🎵
I am truly sorry that I have known him
I was disappointed to love him
And I won't
Repeating a second time
I keep the longing in my heart
Uncertain anxiety
It started with us meeting
I'll take care of you
I want you to understand
How much I love you
Only to you I swear
I will guard you to death
I always wanted to sing you
And I always want to love you
Even to the end
This life
Our life path is different
I'm just a street kid
Who have no great treasure
For you, dear
I wait for you I wait
I'll have you later
Even to the end
This life
Without Surya realizing Tika was listening to the song until it was over, she peeked behind the corridor.
"Surya, I love you so much, I love you so much, but I'm ashamed to admit it." she said softly, tears streaming down her soft cheeks.
Tika walked towards the kitchen while wiping her tears.
"Loh.kok, isn't it...." Tika stopped her words while rubbing her eyes with the tissue on the dining table. He saw a middle-aged woman in the kitchen wearing an apron.
"Yes Ma'am Tika, I am Bi Sumi who at that time we once reprimanded, now I work here Ma'am."
"Working?"Tika was astonished and scrunched her forehead.
"Mas Surya asked me to work here." Put a container of fried rice on the dining table.
"Ows...What kind of aunty works?"
"Start from the morning, cook, clean and clean" Ma'am." Mention his task with the finger.
"Hmmm..." Tika muttered as rich as mangosteen - mangosteen.
"I went to the kitchen again Ma'am," said Bi Sumi.
"Eh, wait for Bi!" call Tika.
"Yes Mother..."
"My husband has ulcer disease, so if you cook the flavoring just a little and do not be too spicy and sour" said Tika told.
"Relax Ma'am, I'm used to cooking without MSG so, seasoning - the spice is guaranteed personnel." The thumb and index fingers are attached to form the letter O, while the remaining three fingers form the word K.
"Orisinil..." Tika chuckles.
"Yes, I mean like that..." Smiled loudly as he rushed to the kitchen. Tika tailed behind .
"What cooking?" tika asked, her eyes went around observing the various vegetables that were on the table.
"It's a clear vegetable broth," while sorting the leaves of spinach with the stalk.
"Where are these vegetables from?"
Tika kepo, his hand held some cooking herbs.
"Shopping Ma'am.., this morning - early morning Mas Surya sports continue to meet me at the vegetable stall, well in the place where Bibi bought all these materials." Take a container where the spinach to be washed.
"Ow..if this one what's his name?" Holding kitchen spices shaped like a finger segment and has a rough texture.
"That's laos mbak ..." patiently bi Sumi answered Tika's question.
"Laos, as the name of the state of ASEAN." Looking up, think for a moment.
"Well, if that's what I've been up to." Remembering while pointing at his temple.
"When let's have breakfast !" take Surya who is not aware of it already on the dining table. Tika turned her head and followed Surya who was ready at the dining table.
"Fried rice!" Blindfolded her eyes.
"Do you know that Sumi works at our house?"
"Yes, I was surprised that he could be in our house and I was also talking, the guy was fun," Stooping the fried rice into his mouth.
"So, you're not alone right now when you're home. There is a Sumi bi who happens to have free time so that he can work here" said Surya and began to put rice in his mouth.
"Is..." Tika stuck out her tongue.
"Why?" Surya brought me a glass of water.
"It feels different from what you cooked yesterday." said Tika while receiving a glass from Surya.
"You don't like it?"
Tika nodded.
Surya glanced at the watch in his hand."There was still time." her mind as she stood pulling the plate that was in front of Tika.
"Where are you going?" Tika.
"The new bikin." said Surya.
"No need," Tika pulled back the plate that Surya had brought.
"You said you didn't like it, I made you a new one. I'll cook it myself."
"No, I'll be late. Let me spend this." Tika quickly devoured her fried rice, occasionally she drank water to help swallow her food.
Surya continued his breakfast and at a glance he glanced at his wife.
"It is not usual for him to behave like this, you put where your powerful attitude is that always makes me tremble." inward Surya.
"I'm done." Tika wiped her mouth.
"Good, let's go. I'll take you."
"You know the address, right..." While reaching for the small bag she was resting on the next chair and walking ahead of Surya.
"Hmmm..." Surya muttered then took the phone in his pants pocket and looked for someone's contact name.
"Hello, Rudi!" greeting Surya to one of his subordinates who also became his right hand. In the beginning, Surya worked in the distribution department and became a partner of Rudi, now after marriage he was transferred to lead the company that Pak Andik managed. This decision of Mr. Andik is without Tika's knowledge, because he thinks Surya has a wise leadership spirit.
"Yes, sir." said Rudi respectfully from across the street.
"I have a task for you, later after the meeting, meet me in my room immediately."
"Well sir." I heard the phone line disconnected from the opposite direction.
Surya stepped his legs and immediately his steps were blocked by Sumi bi.
"What's Bi?"
"Didn't Tika like my cooking Mas."
"Like, he spent it so fast earlier."
"Thank God.eh Yes Mas, Bibi saw that Tika was crying."
"Crying, really..."
"Yes, Auntie didn't lie, before Tika walked into the kitchen from behind."
"Maybe his eyes were dusted, understandably this house is rarely swept."
"Yes, too. Yes, Auntie was doing laundry. Do you use your washing machine or your hands?"
"Washing machine, you can..."
"Sure Aunt can, it's a little job..."
Bi Sumi walked away from Surya towards the bathroom.
"When we cry, what's wrong with her. At the end of this he looks a lot of meweknya." murmured Surya.
Surya's headed for the car, Tika's already in it. During the journey they were silent a thousand words. Surya wanted to start the conversation but stopped as if - his tongue would be stiff. Likewise with Tika, she wanted to say but she swallowed round - round words that had been neatly arranged in her brain, because confused to start it.
"I.." they both said.
" You go first." asked Surya while watching the road in front of him.
"You go first." Pinta Tika rada awkwardly.
"I'll have a meeting this morning, if you can go home by yourself. Or you want to wait for me. After finishing the meeting later you I pick up." explained Surya.
"Meeting, just like the boss there's all meeting." Tika was surprised because of the shock, Surya should work only as an ordinary employee.
"Why, who knows I'm the real boss."
"Your dreams..."
"Delayed dreams are delayed ideals." Gurau Surya's.
"Who's meeting?"
"Your head..."
The sun suddenly stung like a bee.
"Aww..sickness!" Tika pinched Surya's waist.
They laughed and did not feel up to the place of a large company called TEDIRO HUSODO.
"I go down first." without being asked Tika was used to greeting Surya's hand.
"Hopefully succeed !"
"Aamiin..." Tika opened the car door and disappeared into the office, seeming security let Tika in.
Surya who had not seen his wife's back immediately drove his car to the office, which only took 30 minutes to travel.
