LOVE STRATA 1

CS1 Miss

A hard time for a nomad is to hold longs when away from loved ones, especially family. Then, does it have to be swept away because of longing? Nah! Believe me, based on mutual trust, longing it will bear sweet fruit when the time comes.

Juno felt the same way. Longing was stirring in his heart. He misses his family, as well as the atmosphere of his village. Occasionally a tear filled his cheek after exchanging news with his father in the village. There is no prestige, even if he is a man. Longs still misses.

"Patience, Jun. If you're used to not be baper kyak gini anymore," comfort Ken.

"Yes, Mas Ken. It didn't feel as heavy as the first time I came here. Hehe, steady!" obviously Juno. This time Juno could laugh in relief.

Juno's been staying at Ken's house for a week. It just so happened that Ken was living alone with two domestic assistants who had been assigned by his parents. Ken's parents live in another town. When Ken asks for permission for Juno to stay at his house, Ken's parents allow Ken to stay alone.

"Mas Mario isn't here, is he?" ask Juno.

"anytime soon. You come too, yeah. Spread the shoe brochure." Ken explained while chewing on the fries.

"When Mario is rich, yes. But why would you like to like that?" tanya Juno looked curious.

"Mario has her own perspective. He studied directly in the field, quietly researching the interests of the community. Spread the brochure only media, the point is he will interview. Sometimes he also prank to a store that sells his shoe products, just curious. Not every day, sometimes a month up to two or three times. Never done for a few months. The point is, when he has a good idea, he acts immediately with his mindset. For example, a new shoe model that was launched two months ago, it was the idea of Mario. Look, there's a lot of fans, too, right. The proof is that you have a pair too. Uhuh!" obviously Ken was at length to the point of making Juno gawk.

Ken is proud of his best friend, Mario. Although often arguing about trivial things, still the name of a friend will still feel close.

"Juno, continue the story about your village. Yesterday, the story was not finished. Yesterday you said in the village you wanted to get married. Really?" ask Ken curiously.

"Yes, but failed. The girl ran into town. In this town. He wants to go to college." Juno told a story while enjoying the fries at the table.

"What's? So the story is you sniffed him out here?" ask Ken again. He was so excited to hear Juno's confession.

"Initially so. But come to think of it, college is also important, Mas. Make the future." Juno casually answered Ken's question.

"Continuously? You don't want to find him?" ken asked, getting curious.

"No need to look for it, Mom. Ntar met himself. My dad said it must be a major." Juno replied casually.

"Waduh, just this time the story of kayak gini. By the way, what's his name?" ask Ken for the umpteenth time. His curiosity was no longer stifled.

"Name as Flower."

"Hey, you guys. Gossip again?" mario said suddenly until success makes Ken and Juno surprised.

French fries on a messy plate. The glass that is still full is slightly spilled. This mess is because of the actions of Ken's feet and hands whose reflexes are unnatural and excessive.

"Okay, Mario. You're just ngagetin, anyway. Been standing there a long time?" ken asked while stroking his chest.

"Hm, since before the name of the flower is called."

Mario stepped closer while pouring the drink that was coupled with fries.

"Today we got on the bike. Juno, one bike with you. Our agenda today is to take a bouquet of flowers, go to the hospital, and we go to college" Mario explained.

"Aren't you spreading a brochure?" ask Juno.

"No need for today. And, Ken .... You who enter take the bouquet, and you also go up to the inpatient room. She missed you." Mario explained.

"All right." Ken did not protest.

***

Three bouquets of combination flowers, one bouquet of red roses, and one bouquet of white roses. All the bouquets of flowers were decorated with silver ribbons. Not only beautiful to the eye. The aroma of the flowers is so distinctive, because it is picked directly from the flower garden.

Anjani smiled at the bouquet of flowers she had assembled with Meli. A week has passed, his ability to make a bouquet of flowers has been better. It no longer takes a long time, in an instant he was able to master some things about the flower shop business.

Looking at the flower bouquets there, she felt a little strange. There was a slight feeling in his chest. A feeling he doesn't usually feel.

His eyeballs are spinning. Now his gaze was fixed on the horde of flowers that were still not assembled. A few seconds Anjani drifted away enjoying it. A few seconds later, however, he was astonished.

"flower? Why do I remember the memories of the village?" Anjani spoke slowly.

"Hey, I can hear you, Anjani. I'm next to you, right!" Meli.

Anjani is shocked to hear Meli's voice. Maybe he was really late in daydreaming, until he forgot that from then on Meli was next to him.

"Some one is missing, right?" Meli tease.

"Who misses, Mel?" ask Anjani. He dodged.

"Not miss, just remember!" anjani Strictly on Meli.

Suddenly the conversation about flowers stopped. Another topic immediately popped up shortly after Uncle Sam sent a short message to Anjani.

"Mel, there's Ma at Uncle Sam's house. I have to go home now. The shop's gonna close or what?" ask Anjani.

"Leave it. I can, really. After all, only one remaining order has not been made. You just go home. Tell your mother to tell her to stay overnight. I followed you to Uncle Sam's house, yeah."

"Seriously, Mel?"

"100%. Hurry home, and heart at heart on the way." Meli smiled excitedly.

Anjani rushes out of the shop. On the way, his heart and mind were mixed. On the one hand he is happy because he can let go of longing with Ma. However, on the other hand he had to prepare mentally, because until now has not slid an apology for having devised a plan to escape to the city.

***

Half an hour passed, Meli had finished making a bouquet of flowers. This time a bouquet of faux red roses. Looks beautiful and brave. The addition of golden ribbons and floral perfumes, makes it even more special.

Not long after, two customers came to pick up the flowers. Three bouquets of combination flowers have met their master. Ten minutes later, another customer was seen entering the store. This time the customer ordered a bouquet of white roses last week.

A handsome, tall, and bespectacled man, looks smiling at Meli. Apparently he was not alone, there was another man behind him. Green-leafed man, also no less handsome.

"Excuse me, here's a bouquet of flowers that's been ordered." Meli smile. He was relieved because the sentence that came out was better than last week.

"Well, thank you ...."

"Hey, may I know your name?" asked the green-leafed man suddenly.

"Em, can. My name is Meli. Glad our store could have regular customers like you. Thank you." Thank you." Meli kept smiling kindly.

"My name is Juno, and this is Ken. Sen .... Hey hey." hey." Juno rebelled as his arm was pulled by Ken.

"The payment has been transferred to Ms. Lisa. Excuse me first. Thank you." Thank you." Ken pulled Juno out.

"Youtdoor?"

Meli remembered a name Anjani had told her. Not wanting to bother, he ignored it. Meli did not see the faces of Ken and Juno at the college last week. He only recognized the face of Mario who was in the back of the car.

And ...today Juno went to the florist, but Anjani was not there. A coincidence, or is the path of destiny outlined?

***

"Mas Ken, why the hell pull?" ask Juno. He was a little annoyed that suddenly his arm was pulled.

"We're just here to pick up flowers, not the officers' acquaintances." Ken is no less upset. She gives Juno a bouquet of flowers, gesturing him to hold it while Ken drives his bike.

"Ken, let's go. He must have been waiting for you there." Mario reminded.

Motor Mario drove first, followed by Ken and Juno. A bouquet of white roses will go to where the master is. The flower was only an intermediary, not the main figure to look forward to. It is the meeting that the master awaits. By meeting, the heart can also let go of longing.

***

At Uncle Sam's house

"Anjanin ....! Wanna be a bad boy you apparently. Escape to town doesn't tell you. Here, I'm sorry you were with Ma."

Anjani just one step into the house, Ma has shouted at Anjani. Anjani can't dodge anymore. Feeling scared, he walked slowly. It is no longer possible to describe how pounding Anjani's heart saw Ma who was full of anger.

"ah! You were the way long. Here, I'm hugging you, son. Ma misses you so much."

"I'm sorry your son, Ma. I miss it too. Miss your cooking, Ma."

"Today we cooked a lot, yes. Ma will cook you good. Pecel tempeh, eggplant balado, ureap, vegetable moringa use sambal you want? Come on, let's cook in my son's kitchen baby!" bring Ma.

Uncle Sam who saw the scene of the mother and child was astonished, but also felt happy. "Ah, I let them cook in my house. The kitchen was not burned. Haha."

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