Merapi Never Ingkar Janji 2 (The Return of the Sultan)

SS. 43. Disillusioned

Tata ran want to hurry to the ground floor, to immediately go home. He pressed the open button on life a little rough. Hope the door opens soon and takes her away from this place.

I don't know what he's feeling right now. An unusual feeling, he had never even felt before.

'If only, I did not accept the request of Mrs Watik to deliver food.' Sorry in the heart.

'Who is that woman ? Why is he so familiar with Mr. Al. Is that maybe the woman that Mr Al likes ?' Questions ran around in his mind.

"Mbak Ata, how fast ? Have you met Mr Al ?" Ask the security guard who happened to cross paths with him.

"Already Sir. Sorry, I'm in a hurry." Answer and soon pass. Even he forgot, there was an appointment to meet Nia in her study.

The uncomfortable feeling made him want to go home soon.

'What happened to me ?

Why does my heart hurt so much when I see Mr Al with another woman ?

In fact, not necessarily Mr. Al also felt the same.' Own complaints.

"Thank you." He said after an online ojek brother delivered to the front of the house safely.

"Sama-sama Ma'am, don't forget to love the star Ma'am." He asked for a return for the service he provided.

Tata nodded while smiling sweetly. He could still smile, even though there was a slight hole in his heart.

"Any fast Ma'am Ata ?" Say to Mr. Slamet who opened the gate for him.

"Yes sir, I'm just taking it with me." That's all he said.

"That's Mr. Al." Mr. Slamet said he was referring to a Honda CR-V silver car that he used to drive.

Tata looked back, and it was Al's car.

'But how could he be here ?' Tata's comments in my heart.

Perhaps, while Tata was waiting for Ojol's brother, Al also rushed to catch up with him. So their time is not too long adrift.

'But where is that woman ? Why did he leave her ?' Again the thing that is not his business is roaring inquisitively around his mind.

'Ah, never mind, it's none of my business anyway.' Her speech in the heart cultivates taste.

Tata immediately ran into the house, while Al was still busy parking his vehicle in the front yard.

"Bak Ata, are you home yet ? That's fast ?" Ask Ma'am Watik wonder.

"Yes, I'm just delivering." Answer Tata as it is.

"Where is Ma'am ?"

"She's a toy in her room."

"Yes, I'm into the duli huh Ma'am." Pamphitt.

"Yes, I want permission. Just got a call from a niece, she said her mother or my sister went to the hospital." Said Mba Watik.

"Oh, yes, Ma'am. It's okay, I'll tell Mother, if she asks."

"Thank you, Ata."

"Be careful on the road, Ma'am, may Bude get well soon."

"Amien, thank you Ma'am."

Mrs Watik immediately packed up, when Tata had disappeared behind the door of Nindya's room.

"Blogo ... Mas Al, not that it was already in between lunch with Madam Ata yes ?" Sapa Mbak Watik when they meet at the door.

In Al's hands there is a bushel that Tata had brought to the office.

"Watik went where ?"

Instead of answering, Al instead asked.

"I want to ask permission Mas, my brother went to the hospital, just called my nephew." The answer.

"Then, where's Tata ?" That's the main question he'll be asking.

"There's in Dedek Dya Mas's room." He replied, still hoping to be given permission for the sentence he had said.

"Then, Mrs Watik want to go up to the hospital ?"

"Here, I'd like to ask Mr. Slamet to find a motorcycle taxi driver."

"Mbak Watik can carry a motor, right ? Just use the usual motor. The key is in the front post."

"What is it really ?" Ask Mama Watik make sure.

"Yes, surely later Mrs Watik needs a vehicle to make it everywhere."

"Yes, thank you so much."

"Oh yeah, it's for gasoline." Al gave three pieces of hundreds of thousands to his household assistant.

"Thank you, thank you."

"Hhhhhhhh." The answer was accompanied by a nod and a blink of an eye.

Kolkhi ...

He opened the door to Nindya's room. Tata was shocked by Al's arrival.

'Why is Mr Al home ?' Her thought.

"Follow me." His whisper, afraid that Nindya would wake up.

Al pull Tata's wrist.

"Pak Al, sick sir. I'm going where this is." He said half a whisper.

Al took Tata to his study.

"Take it off sir, and then Dya wakes up." Say again.

"He wouldn't wake up if you weren't noisy." Answer Al.

'O Allah, the One who turns his heart. What will happen next ? What happened to Mr Al ? He was kind, intermittently making this heartache.' Grievance in the heart.

'Heartache ?

Why should I be hurt ?

He is none of me.'

The expression of his heart crochets the taste.

"Sit down and accompany me to eat." Al said as they arrived in his study.

"What does Mr Al mean ? Why did I go all the way to Mr. Al's office, if only taken home again." Tata said, when Al showed me the lunch he had just delivered.

"Who are you running away from and won't wait for me to have lunch ?" Al said he would win by himself.

"I didn't run away sir, my job was to deliver Pak Al's lunch, and I did it. What else is ?" Protest annoyed.

"Don't protest too much. Now sit down and accompany me to eat." He slowly pulled Anita's wrist so that he could place her body next to Al's sitting.

"Yeah, I've been waiting for you." The answer seems to be non-existent.

"My bribe." Al said while offering his own provisions.

"Don't joke, sir !" Sumpul Tata began to growl.

"I'm not kidding, my lunch will be more delicious if you bribe sincerely." Said Al looking indifferent, while rolling his shirt arm up to the elbow limit.

"Sir Al anyhow, not funny to know."

"Let's go fast."

"Cumbratehh..." Grumpy Tata, but still he did.

Like a child thirsting for attention, Al greedily accepted a bribe from Tata's hands.

"Why did you just leave ?" Al asked opening his voice.

"Father sir, I just don't want to interfere with Mr. Al's activities." Answer Tata without looking at the interlocutor.

Al grabbed a spoon and a bushel of food from anita's hand for her to put on the table.

He grabbed the two hands of anita who was still silently sculpting.

"Look at me Ta. Honestly, are you jealous to see me ?" Ask Al.

Tata Niar's eyes saw Al's face.

'Is there something wrong with my hearing ?

What did Mr Al mean by asking like that ? Is he just playing me ?'

'There's no way Mr. Al likes me, I'm just a village girl who doesn't deserve the attention of a sultan.' Tata's heart that realizes who he is.

He pulled both his hands from Alfatih's grasp.

"No sir, I just feel uncomfortable seeing it."

Once he heard the answer from her, Al instantly fell silent without asking much more.

"Would you continue eating ?" Ask Tata.

"No, thanks. You can go."

Anita leaves Al's study room feeling empty.

'Stupid you Ta, why didn't you answer yes earlier.' Shake his heart side.

'Sorry it must be in the back. The opportunity will not come a second time.' Connect the other side of his heart.

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