My Fancy Beloved

Home From the Mountain

"Al, are you still mad at me?" chandra said with a soft look. His eyes stared at Alya's black hair behind the back of the chair.

Silent

Alya refused to answer, she still felt very embarrassed. Not meant to be angry, but he felt wrong because he had snapped at Chandra. Even though I apologized.

Alya closed her eyes and positioned her body as comfortably as possible. Feeling unanswered, Chandra sighed and leaned her head. They all fell asleep in the car.

The journey is still far away, the car driven by Chandra's team is now stopping at a refueling station. After that continue the journey while looking for a place to eat lunch.

"We'll have lunch, yuk!" invite Inspiration, he woke up first from the others.

"Yeah!" with the typical raucous voice of people waking up, one of them answered the invitation of Inspiration.

They entered the restaurant and ordered a menu. Chandra and Alya enter last. They look really awkward because of last night.

Inspiration that knew the two were awkward, he took the initiative to find a middle ground.

Ilham moved the seat next to Alya. Because, he also participated in the mistake last night.

While waiting for the order menu to come, Ilham tried to invite Alya to speak. First he apologized first. Although yesterday he also had time to see the twin assets without Alya's knowledge. Because Inspiration quickly came out of the tent.

"Al, I'm sorry before" said Ilham.

"I'm sorry for what? Did you make a mistake for me?" alya asked in surprise.

"Emm, um,..." I hesitated a little to say it. But, back again. For the sake of his best friend, so as not to joke with each other.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see that on purpose yesterday either!" point to Inspiration by turning her lips to Alya's chest.

Plakk

Alya struck Ilham's arm so hard, that his fingers fell on Ilham's white arm.

"So you saw it too?!" Alya covered her face with both palms.

"Yes sorry! Not intentionally, I went out. Chandra also yesterday just salag nyenterin doang, he did not see again have you!" Ilham.

"Don't talk about it, Ham!" Alya lowered her face.

"Really, Al. He was just shocked and his hands were stiff, so he was still in the same position at that time. You're sending very cold air, plus a lot of rain." Continue Ilham.

Alya seemed to be thinking. He is digesting every word that is explained by Inspiration. In the end Alya nodded as without peace.

"All right, I believe. I was just in shock at the time. And also, I'm ashamed to have cursed him." Lirih Alya's.

"Well, you'll talk to him again. You didn't see that face?" show Inspiration with his chin. He looked at Chandra who was fiddling at his phone.

"Yes, thank you, Ham!" alya.

Their food menu came and was ready to eat. They began to enjoy their food.

After lunch, they returned to the car and continued on their way home. At about eight o'clock in the evening they reached Chandra's house. Alya came down with Chandra and let the others go home without even asking to stop by.

Both Alya's parents had been waiting for his second arrival at Chandra's house. Alya and Chandra go head to head with their parents.

Alya took a short break there, then soon they decided to go home. Before returning home, Alya takes Chandra to the side porch.

"Chand, I'm sorry, yeah. I'm not angry with you anymore." Alya said sincerely.

"Thank you if you're not angry anymore. I really didn't mean it, sorry." Tukas Chandras. He smiled with relief after they returned to talking as usual.

"What?" Chandra knitted an eyebrow.

"You can not be jutek, cold, ketus and others. You should smile cheaply and pay attention to me!" alya pinta.

Chandra fell silent, thinking what attention Alya meant.

"Silence to agree!" Alya made a unilateral decision. Then he passed away leaving Chandra still silent. He said goodbye and went home with his parents who were waiting in the car.

**

It's the day of the same day.

The Suka Makmur village

"Pa, what time do we have for lunch?" ask Angga. He held his stomach which was hungry.

"There's no rice stall here, the only way we go home, then cook." Answer mr. Yuan lightly.

"Go home, cook, Pa." Angga Tandas.

"Later, in a minute, yeah. Papa still wants to be here" said Mr. Yuan.

"Well," said Angga lethargic.

Earlier Mr. Yuan had asked one of the workers to go out looking for rice packs. Waiting for that person to come back soon.

Angga and Tio saw two mas-mas people who were stretching tarps not far from them standing. Not long after, there was the sound of a motorbike butut from behind their backs.

Everyone gathered and sat down on the tarp that had been stretched. Then the package that was taken was the same person who rode a motorbike butut in divide.

"Come on! Here!" papa Angga waved his hand to call Angga and Tio who were just dumbfounded.

"Yok!" Tio stepped before Angga.

Tio and Angga sat cross-legged on a stretch of tarpaulin with the other craftsmen. Everyone eats so well. Angga and Tio also eat imitating the way the handyman.

After lunch, the workers resumed their unfinished work. Tio and Angga did absolutely nothing. The two boys were just spectators. There is no intention to try the practice on the subject of garden problems. However, their eyes and brains absorb every speech and procedure that gardeners do.

Not really, time has turned into afternoon. All the workers had gathered to arrange their work equipment. The fruit of the harvest has been completed in the truck.

Now, they are flocking to go home. Tio and Angga headed to the car first. The two of them will discuss asking permission from Angga's father.

"You're the permit, Yo! I'm just helping you get there!" angga Proposal.

"Loh, he said you wanted permission! How about me, anyway!" sewot Tio's.

"Loh! You're the one who wants to meet the future-in-law. Cook me permission, anyway. Strange you are, Yo!" elak Angga's.

"But, how do you talk to your papa, Ga?" Tio lowered his voice. He felt trembling in the constantine by Angga.

"Yes you think dong, Tio!" Angga became anxious to see the stupidity of his best friend this one.

"Yes please help dong, Angga." Gerrilla Tio.

"Ih! You are weird, Yo. Can't ask permission?!" pissed Angga.

"The genie for what?" mr. Yuan's voice interrupted the debate between the two of them. He stared in astonishment at the two teenagers before him at this moment. Tio and Angga were leaning against the butt of the parked car.