Love the Perfect Master

Season 2 ~ Village Girl

The sound of waves breaking the silence on the beach. Coupled with the rustling sound of palm leaves waving blown by the wind, adding to the feeling of shahdu.

Seen from a distance some small fishing boats that are at sea. They fight against the fierce waves in order to find a fortune for the family, from the results of catching fish.

The sky is blue, a blue heart of the girl who is now waiting for the arrival of the lover of the heart. He sat down in a small cabin by the beach. The long haired girl looked simple yet sweet. With her modest clothes did not diminish her beauty and charm. The girl's hand held a novel book to dispel the boredom of waiting. Reading a novel is the girl's hobby. Next to him lay a food box that contained nothing.

A sweet smile was endlessly on the lips of the girl. Occasionally he pulled a triangular veil that was only able to cover part of his hair because it was blown by the wind. He spread his gaze around, and stopped towards the main road leading to the place. He looked for the shadow of a man who did not come. He glanced towards the worn-out watch that was attached to his left hand. At 15:25 minutes. The man was already late for twenty-five minutes.

Restlessly he waited, but now the smile on his face disappeared. The person who awaited never seen the trunk of his nose. The girl was a little disappointed, her lover probably forgot their promise to meet that afternoon. Or maybe the man he loves is busy, so he can't come.

With a warp the girl came down from the little cottage where they used to meet. He decided to stop waiting and chose to go home. He was already about to step home, before he heard the roar of the approaching motor. The person he was waiting for was seen coming from the direction of the main road with his favorite motorcycle. From a distance the handsome man smiled at her. The girl waved her hand towards her newly arrived lover. The look of disappointed faces changed with happiness. He abandoned his intention to go home, and sat back in the little cottage.

"Assalamualaikum Haura, I'm sorry I'm late" said the handsome man descending from the motorbike with a smile on his face. The man immediately sat down beside Haura.

"Waalaikumsalam, yes no papa kok Vian, I also haven't come long," Haura lied, so that Alvian, her lover does not feel guilty.

"Haura how are you?l" asked Alvian.

"Well, Alvian himself how are you?" asked Haura with a thumping chest. They had not seen each other for six months, as Alvian continued his education at a college in the city. And I'll only be home once every six months.

"As you can see, healthy fit without lacking anything." Both giggle.

"Emmm ... Vian this is for you." Haura thrust a lunchbox towards her lover timidly.

"Waahh .. What is this?" alvian asked with sparkling eyes.

"Just open it" said Haura timidly and lowered her head deeply.

"Well, cake risoles. Can I try?" asked Alvian smiling. Haura nodded her head.

"Emm .. so good," praised Alvian.

"It's your making?" ask Alvian. Haura nodded again.

"Nriv ...."

"Thank you?" The man gave his best smile.

They sat in silence for a long time. The man ate the risoles cake he brought.

"Vian, do you remember that tree?" haura asked breaking the silence between them.

"We used to play a lot of games. Up and down the tree. Hanging like an ape, just so exciting right? We continue to play the role of bride." Haura reminisces about their childhood past. They laughed in light of their ridiculous behavior. A happy childhood without having to think about life problems as experienced by adults.

"It's a shame, right? The tree is old and dead. The leaves are falling and the whole branch is dry" said Haura a little sad.

"So fast time passed. We know we are adults" said Haura again.

"Right, and now, I don't feel like Hauraku is now growing into a beautiful and cute girl" Alvian praised as she slipped Haura's wind-blown hair behind her ears. Haura's heart seemed to want to jump out because of Alvian's sweet treatment. Immediately Haura pura corrected her veil that slumped backwards to neutralize her crazy heartbeat.

"When will Vian return to Bandung?" asked Haura a little sad. Actually, Haura was not willing to have to part with Alvian anymore. They have been together for three years and have been in LDR. Only six months can I meet. That's also if Alvian is not doing a lot of work from campus.

"Em, maybe tomorrow. Because I'm starting class tomorrow" replied the handsome man again.

"Oh, must be busy already want a thesis?" ask Haura of origin. He who is only educated SMK does not understand what to ask about his girlfriend's college. Sometimes Haura is less likely to tell Alvian about her activities during college, because she doesn't understand anything.

" Yes ..," replied Vian briefly. Vian didn't know what to answer and what else to talk about. Alvian is sure Haura will not understand if she invites him to talk about college.

"Vian, if you've already graduated. Can ... can it be .. if we .. if we are soon ...," said Haura stammered nervously, her heart pounding in shame.

"Married," guess Alvian quick. It was as if he knew what the heart of his beloved was.

"Yes .." replied Haura.

"Sorry Rara, I don't think that way yet. I need to find a job first. I have to set my future bright, so don't talk about marriage. Okay?" alvian said with a high tone of speech. There was a dislike for the thing Haura was talking about. Haura's radiant face disappeared replaced by disappointment. Her face pias heard the rejection from her lover. He thought that after their long-standing relationship, Alvian would ask for it. In fact, only he hopes, another with his lover Alvian.

"You don't expect anything about marriage. Because it will never happen in the near future," Alvian added firmly. He did not notice how his girlfriend felt.

"Oh God! I forgot, you told me to buy some flour at the stall" Alvian said suddenly. He immediately got down from the hut and put his sandals back on.

"Wait a minute, Rara" said Alvian running towards his motorcycle.

"Wait ya? Don't go anywhere" the man ordered to leave Haura alone in that place.

Haura waited for her lover patiently. Some time passed, her lover did not come. He still faithfully waited until when his two-thousand year old butut phone rang strongly. There is a text message visible on the phone screen.

Sorry Haura, I'm not coming. I just got word from college that I have to come tomorrow. So I have to go back to Bandung today as well. Good bye Haura.

A short message made Haura's heart melt. He had been waiting for over an hour, and his girlfriend had only sent him a short message informing him that he was not coming. Why didn't he just say it? Why make him wait so long? There were no tears wetting her smooth cheeks. His heart was so hurt.