LOVE STRATA 1

CS1 The Feelings That Are Relayed

The smell of eggs and fish is clear. Mario feels sticky on the face area. It's really uncomfortable. Mario's eyes were still closed, while still standing.

“Aduh-duh-duh. Son Mario, Ma was really accidentally.” Ma feels guilty.

Mario tried to smile. Convinced that he was fine after his face became the foundation of a container containing fish shady and omelet dough.

“Mas Joko's. Because of you!” Ma's hand holding the rice coils held on to the husband who had long left her.

“Bu-not my fault. You're the one who doesn't think.” Joko, Anjani's father defended himself.

Feeling a commotion, Mario opened his eyes, intent on reconciling the two.

“Ma, is there any tissue?” ask Mario first.

“Sorry, Son. There's no tissue. Use a napkin (cloth wipe) only, yes. Uh, but this is a used pot washcloth. Anyway, this. Wait-wait here.” Ma ran to the kitchen.

“Nak Mario, will my wife come back to receive me?” joko asked hesitantly.

“God willing, Father-in-Law.” Mario has made a special call to Anjani's biological father.

“Hahs. Bismilla. I believe the presence of my man-to-be is a link in my way of reuniting with my family.” Joko convinced herself.

Mario smile. Since seven this morning he arrived at the village where Ma lived. Mumpung Saturday, college holiday, Mario use it to try to unite the Anjani family.

So far Mario has successfully approached his biological father Anjani. Joko, Anjani's real father already knows Mario's feelings for his daughter. Mario was even allowed to call him father-in-law.

Upon arrival at the village, Ma's reaction was quite unexpected. Upon seeing the face of the husband who had long abandoned her, Ma cursed at her. The anger is clear. At its peak, the container containing the dough of omelet and fish pindang glide, but it landed on the handsome face of Mario.

“Nak Mario. Here, clean this up first. After this it is better to wash Mario face first so that the fishy smell does not sting anyway. Ma'm sorry, yes Nak.” Ma's still not feeling good.

“Thank you, Ma. This is not a problem.” Mario started to clean his face with a rag.

While waiting for Mario, Ma stared intently at her husband. It was as if there was a grudge to be avenged. That cold and threatening look made Joko shudder in horror. His nose squealed.

Mario's realized. The look on Ma and Joko's faces alternated. Mario bobbing head.

“Ma, father-in-law is here to express his apology. His intentions are good, want to reunite with the family that is still so loved.” Mario explained in a calming tone.

“If family love why should also double. Ninggalin Anjani who clearly needs the affection of a father.” Curse Ma suddenly in an annoyed tone. “Nak Mario, why call this rotten man father-in-law? Not worth it at all.” Ma glanced back at Joko.

“There is always a second chance. Mario is so confident in the power of this family's love.” Mario smile. “Mario excuse me to wash your face first, yes.” Mario pamit, accidentally left Ma and Joko both.

Tacit. No words thrown. Ma and Joko are both silent. In their silence, both dissolve in thoughts. Ma begins to digest Mario's words.

Kasian also Anjani, long did not feel the affection of his father. If I forgive, will my daughter ever accept her father's presence again? Think Ma. Dissipated.

Joko gathered her guts to start a conversation. Yesterday he trained with Mario to apologize to his wife. However, once he knew the anger of his wife who had long left him, Joko again became discouraged.

“M-ma-sorry.” One word managed to slide out of Joko's mouth stammeringly.

Ma looks up. His eyes softened. Not as fierce as before.

“Try you repeat correctly!” ma's orders.

“Sorry,” said Joko firmly, seriously, and no longer laid out. “I'm sorry for my stupidity. Forgive me for wasting this family's love. I'm sorry I made you cry that day. I'm sorry for making you take care of our daughter alone.”

There's pause. Joko's chest is tight, her eyes are teary. He's really sorry. Not wanting to look too fragile in front of his woman, Joko's head bowed. “Sorry. Excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me. Sorry.” The words continued to slide non-stop.

Ma's heart was touched. She could feel her husband's regret. Ma even knew that the husband's heart was crying bitterly while saying the apology. Seeing her made Ma shed tears. It can no longer be dammed. Ma's cry broke.

Joko lifted her head. Now she could see clearly her woman crying as she pleased. It was very desirable for Joko to come closer, leaning her female head on the chest of her field. He felt comfortable and calmed his heart. But what is power. His presence is still not accepted.

“I'm really sorry.” Once again Joko said sorry, seriously, also sincere.

“Mas Joko's. Do you still love Anjani, our son?” asked Ma when she could control her crying.

“Iya. I love our daughter. Even these last few weeks I've been looking for her whereabouts, to apologize. It almost felt like I was desperate, until Son Mario came to bring hope. I'm grateful Anjani could be loved by a nice guy like Nak Mario.” Joko dissolves in his vent and gratitude for being able to meet Mario.

Ma nodded in agreement. Ma also feels the sincerity of Mario's love for his daughter.

“Then, do you still love this wife you have been with?” ask Ma again.

“Of course. I love you my wife. I'm really sorry for what happened in the past. Allow me to come back to make you happy. Age with you.” Sincerity emanated from every word of Joko.

Ma's tears flowed back. He's touched. The past is bitter. Ma tried to reconcile but never tried to treat his past wounds. Now, the man who made her hurt back and offered her love, also brought heart medicine. Deep down, Ma still loved her. Ma had even dreamed that his family would return intact as ever. There was Anjani, herself, and the husband. Apparently, the wishful thinking began to materialize slowly today.

“Mas. I forgive you,” Ma said.

Joko's eyes are round. Slowly his smile broke. Her silent eyes changed in gratitude and happiness.

“Su-rearn?” Joko seemed to be dreaming.

“Iya. I forgive you,” explained Ma reassuringly.

Joko stood up immediately. Approaching Ma. Ma's body is full of love. Ma returned her husband's embrace cordially. Both hearts are covered in love.

“Thank you, Darling.” Joko kissed Ma's forehead.

“Can we be this friendly?” ask Ma.

“Why? Didn't I never divorce you?” Joko smiled.

“Hem. Mas, I want to renew our marriage, because for so many years this self has been like a widow. Let's go to the head after convincing Anjani about this family,” pinta Ma.

“Of course, Honey. I want our daughter to forgive me. I really want to see him grow up with Nak Mario and our grandkids later.”

“I love you, Mas.” Ma hugged her husband again.

“I love you too. No matter how old we are. I really love you, and will never hesitate to continue to express this love.”

Mario was moved to witness the intimacy of his future father-in-law, father and mother Anjani. Mario has been cleaning his face since. He chose to pay attention from behind the curtains. Letting Anjani's father and mother solve her own problems. Mario is just an intermediary. He was grateful to have completed his mission. Next Mario intends to arrange a meeting of Ma, Joko and Anjani. Return to strive to truly unite the Anjani family.

***

In town.

Meli cheerfully steps up to meet Anjani at her house. Thin makeup adorns her pretty face. Since becoming Azka's wife, Meli diligently took care of herself. Until the time of meeting with her husband will arrive, Meli hopes to make Azka happy with her appearance.

“Meli, let's sit.” Anjani welcomed while carrying two glasses of drink. Meli told me to come that morning.

“Turn I drink, nih. Uh, where's the snack?” Meli wiggling.

“Eh, I'll get you first.” Anjani moved, but was immediately prevented.

Actually Anjani already knew that Meli was joking. Anjani deliberately teases Meli back. One quick pinched landed on Meli's nose.

“Yes, jasin. Let's get my nose. Haha.” Meli chuckles.

“Eh, are you really into Jogja today?” tanya Anjani, connect the chat on the phone earlier.

“Yes, want to look. Any more pain,” clearly Meli.

“Jenguk Eyang Probo only? Didn't meet your husband?” ask Anjani again.

“Yes. Mas Azka asked me to go there.” Meli smiled cheerfully as she mentioned her husband's name.

Anjani instantly compensated for Meli's smile. Both his eyebrows played. He intends to tease Meli.

“Ehem. Looks like you two already have the intention to make it in Jogja, huh?” anjani Goda.

“Make what?” ask Meli plain.

“Creating a child,” bright Anjani without further ado.

Meli gawking. Meli immediately misbehaved. Fizzy cheeks.

“Eng-not. I'm the same Mas Azka in Jogja just want to look at it, really. The same kangen-kangean. I have not seen Mas Azka and his family.” Meli's cheeks are still blushing.

“Keep that Mas Azka suddenly asked you how? Time you want to refuse to use reason just want to visit Eyang Probo equally kangen-kangean as well?” Anjani is getting excited about teasing her innocent best friend.

“Em, yes it is up to Mas Aza. Aaaaa, Janice. How to talk about this anyway. I'm ashameduuuu!” Meli covered her face with both hands.

Anjani. He had successfully seduced his best friend.

“Ya. Be careful on the road, yeah. Get on the plane, right?” ask Anjani.

“Iya, get on a plane. Eh Anjani, don't forget to keep your distance from Kak Rangga. I can't be with you. Hopefully, Mario will soon realize his intentions. So you let's not be assessed by many more guys,” explained Meli.

“Take it easy, Mel. Yasudah, mending you do not linger here so as to prepare and prepare your heart, mind, and body for your husband.” Anjani's Advice.

Meli's cheeks are back. Rather than more misbehavior, Meli decided to comply and returned home.

***

After the dhuhur prayer, Anjani again helped Rangga and Ken pack the shoe order via olshop. The store was closed, as orders grew and the shop guard was reduced. Meli to Jogja, Dika permission due to the arrival of his parents in his boarding house, while Mario reasoned there was business outside the city.

“Kak Ken, who is holding it right size 40?” tanya Anjani checked.

“Betul. Didn't you ask?” Ken's amazed. Anjani looks less focused.

“Sorry, yes Brother. Hehe.” Anjani is honest if less focus.

“This drink first. If you're tired, don't force it, Anjani. Rest first.” Rangga smiled, his tone was so friendly.

“Thank you, Mas.” Anjani said, then took a sip of his drink.

Ken had noticed and witnessed how Rangga cared and cared for Anjani. Ken has no right to forbid Rangga from paying more attention to Anjani, though he fears Mario could be jealous. Ken realizes that even until now Mario-Anjani has not had any ties. So anyone is entitled to his feelings, including Rangga even Juno.

Anjani ignores Meli's advice to keep her distance from Rangga. Anjani was really entertained by the jokes made by Rangga. Close to Rangga actually makes him often laugh happily. Even the chat that Rangga made was not boring at all. Anjani.

“I picked up the paper first on the second floor,” said Ken who realized the paper packing was starting to thin.

This is my chance, Inner Rangga.

Rangga took the opportunity to launch his plan.

“Anjani, I want to say something. Can?” Rangga carefully started it.

“Tell me, Mas.” Anjani smiled kindly.

“Promise first will not be angry,” pinta Rangga.

“Hem? Is Mas Rangga going to make a joke that makes me angry? What kind of joke is that?” Anjani. He thought Rangga would make another joke again.

Rangga sighed softly. Calms the heart, while adding courage.

“This time is no joke. I seriously. I want to tell you something.” Rangga's gaze was different.

“What is it?” Anjani captures the seriousness on Rangga's face.

One second

Two seconds

Three seconds

Rangga was still silent as he continued to stare at Anjani. Anjani started to feel bad being stared at like that by Rangga.

“Mas Rangga wants to say what? Just say it, Mas.” Anjani urged that Rangga immediately say.

“I like you,” said Rangga seriously.

Jedeeer!

Meli's guess is right. Rangga had another intention behind his attitude of attention. Anjani is insensitive and considers all of that to be a normal attitude. Now, Anjani is confused as to how.

“Anjani. I like you,” Rangga.

Anjani. The arrow of love had just been pointed at him, and the arrow was from Rangga.

“Will you marry me?” rangga said, seriously.

Another arrow hit. Anjani is hanging. Confused as to how.

Ken widened his eyes. He could hear it clearly from the stairs. Ken hears Rangga's love for Anjani. Quickly Ken pulled out his smartphone and sent Mario a message.

Mario's heart heats up as soon as he reads a message from Ken. He just arrived from the village. Mario immediately started his car engine at full speed to the shophouse.

Connect ….

What's gonna happen next? Hehe. Look forward to the follow-up, yes. This novel dong. Hidhi.

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