My Love is Heavy on the Scales

CBT 71

In The Plane

The plane they were flying on was a business-class Etihad airline. The issue of facilities need not be doubted, on par with the jet planes themselves. There are other passengers. The comfort provided makes the person who rides it not feel bored, not even felt when it has reached the goal.

Business class seating that is quite relieved, can be arranged at will. It allows us to find the most comfortable position to rest. In the chair there is also a massage facility if activated, the chair will vibrate according to the location of the selected incandescent menu.

Mr. Tarjo looks cool tinkering at the button that makes Bara massaged the base of his nose.

"Geez, son, I've never sat in a chair this comfortable. It can be mijit anyway, it feels in Heaven," His chirpy chirp.

Bara. "Have you ever been to Heaven? You're dead donk,"

Mr. Tarjo chuckled. "Yes never, don't die yet. If I have a grandchild, I'm ready to die." Seloroh Pak Tarjo's.

Their conversation was interrupted when a beautiful flight attendant approached offering a welcome drink. There are a few menu options that we can choose from. Bara chose coffee for himself and Mr. Tarjo. Before long the order came, a cup of coffee complete with a snack of walnuts and cashews, plus a grain of chocolate, not to forget a little milk for additional coffee.

Mr. Tarjo looked sparkling, before the man uttered a word. Bara first put his finger into the mouth of Mr. Tarjo, the signal to be silent given by Bara through a death gaze. The beautiful flight attendant simply smiled knots then passed away. After that the embers pulled his finger from the face of Mr. Tarjo.

"I just want to say thank you, Bara boy." Whisper Mr. Tarjo.

"No need, it's his duty" said Bara ketus while sipping his coffee.

Mr. Tarjo ignored Bara's attitude and turned to his coffee, very pleased this Father. "Enak ya Nak on the plane, given coffee the same snack as well. Haduh, I must say thank you very much Mr. Angga."

The man rubbed the wet end of his eyes. He was moved, because he got everything that was beyond his mind all this time. Well-treated, even served by beautiful flight attendants. Bara exhaled tired breath, why is this father even sad?

"Here, drink the coffee! It'll be cold, not good,"

The middle-aged man nodded with a smile, he was grateful for what he had experienced to this day.

Not long after the appetizer came, Bara chose asparagus soup plus bread. Again, Tarjo sir ate while crying. Either crying for what, it might not match his tongue.

After a few hours of the main meal, Bara chose a steak for the two of them.

"Nak Bara, I was wondering why we did not bring the time on the plane. It turns out that there is also a food ration!" Said Mr. Tarjo to make Bara's lips twitch to hold a smile.

Would you like to have a picnic with everything?

The young man only shook his head while enjoying the main menu, but then he choked when Pak Tarjo asked.

"Where's the nasi, son? How's the doank side dish?"

Uhuk, uhuk uhuk!

The cobbled up to shed tears. His mind continued to rage, until when he could stand facing the old man.

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12 Hours it takes to get to the land of milk and honey, is also one of the best quality chocolate producing countries in the world.

Mr. Tarjo is seen moving to the right and to the left, he looks riled up. The habit factor may be more precise, even though Bara had told him to sleep.

"Sir Bara, why not take a sample?" He chided for the 5th time.

The embers who were closing their eyes snapped at the blanket that covered his body. His eyes narrowed in annoyance, wanting to feel the mouth of the man older than himself.

"Mother times see the map before joining the service, let's know how far we are!" Furious Bara.

"I don't have a map of Nak" Mr. Tarjo smiled clumsily.

God, I want to disappear! Inner Bara.

"Denger yes sir, we are going to Switzerland which is 11,252 km away from Indonesia. Therefore, it takes not a little time. Now you better go to sleep first, if I get up later right!" Bara said as gently as possible so that Mr. Tarjo understood and did not complain anymore.

"That's a Bara boy? So I slept?"

"Yes sir, just go to sleep!" A fake smile.

"Hm, actually I want to pee, Son Bara." He whispered in shame.

Tell me if I want to go to the toilet, sir, use my disturbing event to sleep until 5x. Inner Bara shouted.

The young man then called the flight attendant to escort Mr. Tarjo. Although the old man initially refused in shame, it was finally nature's call that was more powerful. No longer able to hold the one who wanted to get out, making Mr. Tarjo just duck when following the flight attendant drove him to the toilet.

Throw hajat done. Mr. Tarjo chose to return to his seat alone, although the flight attendant offered to take him. Mr. Tarjo wants to enjoy the amazing view on the plane. His eyes stopped when he saw a handsome boy playing alone with his robot in the passenger seat.

They looked at him for a moment before Mr. Tarjo smiled kindly and waved his hand. Unexpectedly, the boy opened his seatbelt and walked over to Mr. Tarjo.

"Grandfather, all right?" Cristhoper turned to the left right looking for something. "Om it's okay grandpa, right?" He said back while looking at Mr. Tarjo.

Mr. Tarjo just understood the intention of the boy, surely what Om meant was Bara. He squatted in alignment with Cristhoper, with a friendly smile Mr. Tarjo said.

"Grandfather is okay! Um that was Grandpa's son, so don't be afraid again, yeah,"

"Oh, Grandpa's son. Kirain's a bad guy." His chirps make Mr. Tarjo anxious.

Mr. Tarjo took out the chocolate he had obtained while drinking coffee. The old man held out to Cristhoper. "Here, fetch!"

Cristhoper frowned, but when he found out that brown his face sparkled happily. "Chocolate coffee!" Cristhoper.

Oddity rang out from Mr. Tarjo's lips, he nodded his head at the boy picking up the chocolate.

"Thank you, Cake!"

"Yes, get back in your seat."

"That's Grandpa." Cristhoper waved his hand then returned to his seat.

They threw smiles at each other before Mr. Tarjo returned to his place. Along the way the old man continued to smile, Mr. Tarjo became more and more curious as to what Miss Mia was judged by her Master.

A child already has sympathy for others, surely Miss Mia is not much different from her sister. May Lord Angga be a match with him. Do'a Mr. Tarjo before he fell asleep.

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