Merapi Never Ingkar Janji 2 (The Return of the Sultan)
SS. 49. The Main Role in My Life
"Tata, Dya, we've arrived."
The cold touch of Al's hand woke Anita who was on her way.
"Don't wake up Mas, let me just carry it." Answer Tata after realizing that they reached a bungalow.
Al, who had intended to open the door, sat back down and turned to face him, when he heard Tata calling him Mas.
"A, is something wrong ?" Tanya Tata nervous.
"Yes, there are a lot of mistakes that you have to fix later." Answer Al.
Al's eyes did not blink looking at the woman next to him. Half of his body began to lean towards Tata who was still sitting rigidly in place.
The closer, the more he felt a warm gust on his face. I don't know what Tata is feeling right now, her eyes closed, her heart racing.
Kolkhi ...
The sound of the seat belt detached from the sheath.
"Down, don't sleep here, rest inside." Al said as he opened his car door and went out ahead.
Hhuuoff ..
Tata took a long breath. While out there, Al just smiled triumphantly.
'It's also funny that if he's nervous, his face is red.' His whisper in his heart.
Tata put Nindya to sleep, while Al was still busy with their luggage.
This place is so cool and comfortable also far from the center of the crowd. It seems that Al is used to this place, in fact he has brought a key without reservation first.
"Didn't you have any intention of helping me ?" Tanya Al was joking.
Tata just smiled in response to Al's joke.
"Hhuuuff.hhhhssss ..."
Sizzling Al rubbed both of his arms. Maybe he felt cold.
"Mas Al want me to make tea or coffee maybe ?" Ask understanding with the situation. Indeed, he himself felt a chill all around.
"May, if not troublesome." Said Al negotiating.
"And I offer, of course, nothing is bothered." The answer began to be friendly.
"Hhhhmmm ... Maybe a better cup of coffee." Reply Al dreamt.
"Okay, one minute."
Al's eyes followed the departure of the mysterious woman he was with at the moment. Sometimes he is quiet, sometimes he cries, sometimes he can joke.
'a strange girl.' Mumbled himself.
Al sits on a terrace overlooking a swimming pool. Around many planted beautiful flowers charming.
This place is indeed beautiful, Al's favorite place that should not be rented. Initially, Al built this bungalow, just for a relaxing vacation of heart and mind.
But over time and market demand, he expanded his building to rent to those who have the same busy with Al.
Natural beauty, beautiful and soothing nuances, and satisfying service, become a complement to his best-selling resting in this private bungalow.
"Please, the order has come." Said Anita
presenting two cups of black coffee, complete with snacks that he had brought from home.
"Thank you." Answer's friendly.
ddrrrrttt .. ddrrrr ...
The phone vibrates, the name of the Mother that appears on the front screen.
"Assalamu'alaikum Mother."
Al again put down his coffee cup, in order to answer his mobile call.
"Wa'alaikumsalam Al, have you guys arrived yet ?" Ask Mother who has been waiting for news Al and Tata on the way.
"Sorry Bund, until it has not been reported. Thank God we just arrived."
"Thank God then. Is Dya fussy on the road."
"No Mommy, Dya sleeps constantly on the road. It's also deep in the dream." Answer Al as is.
"Alright then, you guys are fine. Mother wait for good news from you." Said he was expecting.
"God willing Mother."
That's all Tata heard. Even he had no idea what Mother and Al were talking about.
"What are you talking about ?" Ask Tata curiously.
"Mother is just worried, why haven't I told you yet."
"Oohh ..."
"Are you getting used to calling me Mas ?" Al asked as he sipped a little at a time his cup of coffee.
"Ahahah .. could be you."
"Is this part of the work also included ?"
"I mean, Mas took me and Dya ?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"It can be, it can't be."
"Hehehhmm ... Why could that be ?
"I work, because there is Nindya there and my mission is indeed for Nindya. Can be said no, because it is like a word while diving drinking water, while working to keep Nindya also all nebeng for refreshing." Answer Tata length by length.
"It's smart, if one day I take you alone without Nindya ?"
"Hmmm ... Maybe it's a bonus sir." He answered while closing his own mouth. I realized there was a mistake he said.
"Surely, a sata, I'll give you that bonus." Al sounds serious.
"Mas Al, not really. I'm just kidding."
"But I'm serious." He replied while standing leaving the terrace that was getting colder and colder.
Tata's following where Al's going. They moved to a relaxing room equipped with LED TV with a wide screen.
"Mas Al, don't like to joke, I'm afraid of BaPer." His words are getting louder.
"Hhhhmmmm .. so I once made you BaPer ?"
Shut up and shut up. One more mistake he said, making an opportunity for Al to see the weakness of his heart.
"Why silence ?"
"Often, even to the point of tears." Answer Tata lirih.
"Am I that bad ?"
This time Al stared fixedly and spoke more seriously facing towards his interlocutor.
"No Mas, Mas Al well, I trouble Mas Al a lot. That's what makes me cry." Answer ducked.
Not only ducking, it turned out that a drop of clear liquid also flowed on his cheek.
"You crying ?"
"Oh, no." The answer forced me to smile.
She wiped away the remaining tears that had still flowed down her cheeks. Al grabs Anita's hands and still holds them in his hands, as Anita tries to let go.
"Actually, I don't like seeing you cry." Say it while gently rubbing Tata's cheeks.
"Mas don't be like that, my role here is just as a nanny." His words were low, while dodging.
"Aren't you willing if I ask you to be a lead ?"
I don't know what Al meant. Tata's heart is currently irregular. His eyes glazed over to hear the words that Al said.
"Mas Al - I mean ?"
"I want to get to know you more closely, not just as a nanny to my adopted daughter, but more than that."
Indirectly, it is an expression of a man's heart to the opposite sex.
'O God, what other plan have you prepared for me ? Is this an answer to all my prayers ?' The heart of Tata.
"Are you sure of what I said ?"
"I know it's too soon, but honestly, it's been a long time since I've wanted to get to know you better." Al said frankly.
"But, I, I just_"
"Just a nanny." The word Al precedes.
"It's not so."
"Only ordinary people ?" Al asked to guess.
"Yes, Mum." Reply staggered.
"That word is not in our family dictionary." Answer Al briefly.
Tata could not say anything more, his lips felt weak to answer a question that was very easy, but difficult to express.
Only the roar of tears replaced the expression of his heart.
"It doesn't need to be answered now, but it'll be PR for you as long as that answer isn't received." Said Al who saw Tata's confused face.
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