Miss Hurray, I Love You!

Twenty nine

While the heated debate is taking place at the luxurious residence of Rafan, in another hemisphere in the same city a girl is sitting pensively on a long bench in front of her subscription meatball cart.

"Mang ujang, baso mix one do not use saos but use sambel!"

Suddenly Asep came and immediately sat down beside Alsava. The girl looked up and glanced at her friend at a glance then looked straight at the fairly crowded highway in front of her.

"Tumbin!"

Asep said while welcoming a bowl of meatballs offered by Mr. Ujang. His eyes sparkled as he thanked her, instantly eating a mouthful of meatballs after blowing them first.

"What is tumben?"

Alsava turned to Asep, asking the meaning of the one word that his best friend had said.

"Yes tumben aja eat meatballs on this date, and your husband where?" ask casually while continuing to eat, without taking a look.

Alsava only glanced at him at a glance unwilling to answer. The man is still especially eating meatballs, bribes and then chew chews swallow, bribes again chews swallow. So it continued until Alsava swallowed saliva tempted with Meatballs that Asep ate.

"That's the same thing as Asep!"

Asep raised his head to look at Alsava questioningly, his chewing slowed down and drank tea water that still reflected the white smoke that was in front of him.

"So you haven't eaten yet?"

Alsava nodded in response, Asep's forehead was faintly wrinkled. Asep continued to eat until the two spent one manggkok meatball.

"Is there a problem?" asep asked after soaking his throat with hot tea water that tasted so delicious.

Alsava shifted the bowl in front of him then his gaze returned blankly staring straight ahead. The girl sighed then chose to tell Asep all the things he had experienced over the past four months. Wishing to lighten the heavy weight that was pressing on his chest.

***

"Thank you for taking care of Alexi during my disappearance. Now the responsibility for Alexi I'm taking over."

Speak calmly do not know that it makes the interlocutor very angry.

"But,-"

"ENOUGH!"

Alexi broke up the debate between Rangga and Rafan with a slightly raised voice until the two men turned to him.

"Please don't argue anymore, the problem I have to be with who will be allowed to talk later? Rafan may need a break now. I'm tired and want to go home."

Alexi looked at his mother expectantly then the middle-aged woman nodded her way to her daughter.

"We go home, son," said Cathrine, as she walked toward Alexi's door.

Alexi chose to go home to his parents not without reason. Right now he needs peace to be able to think clearly, which he cannot get if he goes home to the apartment because Rangga will definitely not let him just like that.

Mr. Betrand who was aware of his wife's code immediately said goodbye and followed his son and wife with wide steps. After Alexi and his parents left, there lived a crowd of people who were still trapped in silence in the dining room.

"Alright, you rest Rafan! You too Rangga, rest here. It's late enough to drive."

Uncle Yo swung a step into the room he always used when staying at Rafan's house. Rafan followed Uncle into his private room to rest.

Bela and Rangga's aunt stayed at the dinner table.

Slowly Aunt Bela got up and sat right beside Rangga. Gently stroking his eldest son's arm tried to dim the anger that still seemed to be burning from Rangga's eyes.

Rangga turned to look at his mother who was smiling in the shade in front of him, what a sight that made his heart calm.

"Mama saw for yourself, didn't you? Alexi never thought about Rangga's feelings after the many things I did for her."

"Why should Rangga fall in love with such a woman?" Aunt Bela still gently stroked her son's arm without making a sound. As a mother she understood that all her son needed now was to listen.

***

"How is Rangga Ma?" uncle Yo asked as Aunt Bela walked into the room, the middle-aged woman was still silent until she sat on the side of the bed beside her husband.

"How do you expect it?" ask Aunt Bela asked. Uncle Yo sighed then inched to lie on the bed.

Aunt Bela patted the back of her husband's hand that was placed on the stomach. If you are worried about Rangga why did you make that decision?"

Bela's aunt knows how her husband's affection and worry is for Rangga, but she also wonders why Yo's uncle made a decision that would make Rangga difficult. Uncle Yo sighed softly, his gaze straight at the ceiling of the room.

"Papa had wrongly shown affection to Rangga to make him misunderstand all this time. Papa is just trying to improve and make Rangga understand not to want what already belongs to Rafan."

Aunt Bela nodded in understanding with her husband's thoughts, only that she was afraid that her eldest son was getting more misunderstood and hated her own father.

"If you love and worry, show it! and make Rangga understand that he can't want what Rafan has in the first place."

Auntie bela went to lie down and hugged her husband by leaning her head against Uncle Yo's chest. Try to give and find comfort at the same time.

"Can you ask Mama to get involved?" asked uncle Yo while tightening his arms.

"Solve yourself like a real man."

Hearing that Uncle Yo sighed long full of drama to make his wife hit her husband's chest softly.

***

"So what's your plan going forward, Va?" asked Asep who inexplicably sounded carefree in Alsava's ears after hearing the story. The girl squinted her eyes suspiciously.

"You're as if I'm so upset like this Sep?" todong Alsava.

"Where can I possibly be happy on top of your suffering Va,"

Elak Asep flicked his palm with a quick movement. Alsava let out a long sigh hoping that the tightness could be reduced.

"I don't know what to do after this either."

"Loh can't do dong, you have to spirit Va, which has passed already is the past."

Alsava nodded in agreement to Asep's words, sipping his remaining hot tea for half a glass.

"So?" asep asked doubtfully but was still curious about Alsava's answer.

"Tomorrow may want to go to the house of Mr. Wiryo's mother, who knows they have a job for me."

Asep nodded and no longer asked because he also hoped that Alsava would soon get a job and be able to forget about someone who for four months had always been next to the girl.

The night wind blows on the body both make Alsava's hair sway a little. Asep smiled faintly looking at her, the man looked at his best friend with great admiration. Alsava is a reflection of a strong woman who can make her world colorful.

Hopefully after this you can find happiness Va.

"Anterin I'm home Sep!"

"Huhmhh... Okay." Okay."

With the spirit of Asep rose and then approached the new matic motorcycle paid off last month. In fact the Alsava kosan is quite close from here, fifteen minutes will arrive just by foot.

But her spirit seemed to be drained away this morning, so Alsava felt weak just to walk home.

Finally they both flocked back to the boarding house Alsava, but previously Asep invited Alsava around to enjoy the atmosphere of the night while buying chocolate martabak cheese Alsava's favorite, to entertain his best friend.