Love Smells

Chapter 01 Plan to go to town

Dhita Pratiwi is a beautiful girl in clean white, nosed with beautiful eyeballs colored to gray and added again with a small but dense body posture, make it look always charming in the eyes.

Mr. Setyo and Safitri's mother are Dhita's parents, he was born as their only daughter. Both of his parents educated Dhita with religious norms from childhood.

In addition to her beautiful face, Dhita also has other advantages, she who grew up in a simple family that is very religious makes her grow into an amazing person, not only beautiful she is also a Sholeha girl, but also a girl, the dream of Adam.

He said he was polite and humble to make everyone who knew him very fond of him.

Dhita has a best friend named Fika Renata, they are best friends from childhood to feel like siblings. It is difficult for them to live together complaining to each other.

Fika people are good, beautiful but like ignorant. He always knew how to make his grieving friend happy again.

That afternoon Dhita was in her room, looking at the white wedding dress she had just removed from her body. After he changed his clothes with the clothes he used to wear everyday. Closed clothes accompanied by a hijab that covers her aura. Withstanding the tightness in her chest, she folded the dress and placed it into a paper bag.

Dhita mourns his fate, a fate he never wanted in his life.

Betrayed on the day of her wedding.

Geck.

Geck.

Geck.

The sound of the door being knocked from outside.

" Go in !" dhita exclaimed in a raucous voice, without looking towards the door. At that moment, he turned his back to the door and faced his bed.

The kreeek....

The door sounds open.

" Hey, Dhi.. !" greet Fika from behind.

" Fika, what's up ?" dhita asked her best friend while sitting on the edge of the bed.

" No way, I just want to see my BESTie" Fika replied with a smile, sitting on the edge of the bed.

" What's wrong with your BESTie ?" Dhita asked back while frowning her forehead.

" Yes, I'm afraid he's kilaf, want to kill himself is usually a broken hearted person can hang himself loh." said Fika quipped his best friend while grinning herself.

" I'm here just in case !" continued Fika.

" Had I was so silly to kill myself, my life was too precious times Fi if had to float just because of heartbreak, did you want to have a dead friend Because of suicide ?" dhita said while shaking the forehead of her best friend who was not stupefied.

"Aww. pain tau ." Fika complained of pain. He stood up and ruffled his waist and turned his mouth making a funny look on his face

Seeing the expression of her best friend Dhita subconsciously smiling, a smile that almost half of today disappeared from her beautiful face.

Then both laugh.

" Dhi," call Fika more seriously.

" Yes, what ?" Dhita looked at her best friend's face, from the way she spoke it seemed like Fika was being serious.

" I'm actually here to take you to the city." said Fika solemnly.

" To the city ?" dhita asked almost in disbelief.

Fika nodded her eyes at her best friend expectantly.

" What city ?" ask Dhita again.

" Jogja, I want to find a job there ." explained Fika .

" Will my parents let me go fi ?" Dhita began to feel uneasy, even though she was the only child in her family, so it was impossible for her to leave her parents.

" Could, "sounds from the door, apparently Dhita's father and mother listened to their daughter's conversation with her best friend.

" Same father I'm sure ? Dhita can go ?" Dhita still doesn't believe her parents' decision.

" Yes, son, we want you to go to that city, who knows you can forget everything that happened here" Dhita's father said as he stroked his daughter's head affectionately.

" Thank you mom, dad." said Dhita in a soft voice, she was very moved because her parents were so concerned about her feelings.

" Take good care of yourself !" dhita's mother exclaimed gently, she held tightness in her chest, although it felt heavy she had to do all that for the happiness of her daughter. If Dhita still remains in the village they fear her daughter will drag on in her grief.

" Surely mother, I will always remember all your advice." said Dhita while hugging her beloved mother, after which she hugged her father.

According to the agreement Dhita and Fika will leave for the city of Jogja, special area of Yogyakarta to esokan day. The city that will be their destination is living the days full of meaning. A city that will change their lives.

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In a different village.

The sun will roast the earth, the scorching heat makes the people in the village angry in the house. therefore, they prefer to sit under a tree while talking with their family.

" It's very hot today sir" said the mother ningsih to her husband.

" Yes ma'am, maybe it will rain" replied the eunuch while wagging his clothes, understand that in the village there is still no one who has a fan because it is located far from the city and very remote.

" Thank God sir, if it wants rain, pity the farmers lack solid water" said the mother ningsih, thinking about the fate of her neighbors, even though she is not a farmer because she does not have land to farm, but usually when the harvest season arrives the family always get a splash from his neighbors whether it's working as laborers or some who give some of their crops freely.

" Yes ma'am, by the way, what do you think of Anton's proposal? " ask the eunuch.

" Yes..we have to talk to the castle first sir, we can not make our own decisions!"

The eunuch only nodded, confirming his wife's words, however the castle, his eldest daughter was entitled to choose her own life, including her future life companion.

"Assynoltomodel.."

A greeting was heard from the front of the house, and shortly thereafter came Mamat approached his mother and father.

" Sir... mother....! " shouted Mamat in excitement.

" What's the matter, how do you seem to be so happy? " ask mommy ningsih

seeing the number one hundred on the paper made the eunuch and mother ningsih feel happy.

" Well, our son is pinter, sir"

" Yes ma'am, it was also thanks to the castle that painstakingly trained her sister every day"

" Matt, where's the puri? " ask the eunuch

" At home sir, change clothes" replied mamat.

" Hurry and tell me to come here... "

Mamat nodded.

" Yes sir. "say mamat go.

Puri is the first daughter of Kasim sir and Ningsih's mother.

Castle's a good girl, beautiful, white skin. He had a sweet smile but was a bit of a tomboy.

Hearing that he was called, Puri immediately approached his parents.

" What do you need to call Puri? " ask puri politely.

" There is something very important that you and your mother want to talk to you about" replied Kasim.

" Important thing, about what? " the castle scrunched its forehead.

" Here the castle, yesterday Anton came here, he wants to propose to you, do you want to apply for the same anton? " the eunuch sir started the topic of conversation without further ado.

" Mister. puri has said he wants to work first, puri wants to live independently sir.mum." the eyes of the castle began to glaze over.

"But the castle, please think carefully, son Anton is a good person and also people are, you will live happily with him! " persuade the eunuch.

" Why sir live happy but not happy." puri shed tears, however the word married never thought of him.

" But son." said Kasim sir.

" Anyway puri do not want, father why the hell can not understand puri" said puri while entering his house.

" Already sir, if the puri do not want to be forced" said the ningsih mother who was just silent.

" But it's for her own good, mom, she's a bad girl if she's been that kind of a long time"

" If we continue to force that there he will be reckless, you know how the attitude of the castle"

" It is important that you have delivered this news to him" said the eunuch, annoyed, but it is also true what his wife said, thought the eunuch.

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Darkness began to envelop the earth, clockwork showing at half-eight p.m. The air was cold, outside the night wind was blowing louder than usual.

Puri stood at the door of his house, looking far to the end of the road, anxious hopes struck his heart, he was afraid his father would force himself to marry Anton, a man he did not love at all, indeed, he was very close to her, but his feelings were only limited to ordinary friends no more.

Suddenly it crossed his mind to go to the city, maybe that way the father will not force him again.

" You why puri? " tanya bu ningsih, astonished to see her son daydreaming for himself.

" It's okay ma'am, " replied puri slowly.

" Are you still thinking about what your father said? "

" Mom, if I wanted to work, would you agree? " the castle switched the conversation.

" If you agree, but your father will let you go"

" What do you want to work? " asked the eunuch suddenly, apparently he heard a conversation between the castle and his mother.

" What sir, is important halal, but.. father agrees right? " puri is anxious.

" If that's what you want, let me know, but remember you have to take good care of yourself" said the eunuch.

" God willing, sir, calm down"

" But puri, who did you go with? the city is far away son" said his mother worried after knowing her son would go to the city.

" Mommy, I'm a big girl, so I don't have to worry, I can take good care of myself" the castle assured her mother.

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The night was getting late, the night wind was getting colder and bone-chilling. The sound of crickets breaking the silence, the whirling of the night wind led them to their respective dream realms.

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Roosters crowed, dawn began to break, in the east seemed a bright red light.

after the dawn prayer, the castle immediately packed, now the time has come to complain about the fate of the city.

" Sir, ma'am, pray for the castle." said the castle while kissing the hands of his parents, asking for blessing.

" Our blessings and prayers always accompany you every step of the way" said his father.

" Beware son, beware in every circumstance." his mother warned that even though her tears had fallen down her cheeks.

" Good sir, ma'am, your message will always be remembered" replied the stable manor.

" Where's the castle going? ask mamat from inside the house, the little boy just woke up apparently.

" Mom wants to work, mamat don't be naughty yes." said Puri while hugging his sister, heavy it feels he to go.

" When you go home bring souvenirs by ya mbak"

" Yes, but you have to promise that you won't be naughty"

mamat nodded once again they embraced.

mr. eunuch and mother ningsih, as well as some of the villagers drove the departure of the castle to the village boundary.