
Because of her troubled mind Cyra decided to go to the river. He wanted to calm his mind there. He rode his father's Onta's bike, though old-fashioned but the bike was durable and undamaged.
Before long he reached the river after resting his bicycle he walked on a rock. He remembered that in this place Aroon saw his wet body.
What Aroon's.. Aroons. Why did that name come to my mind again. Huh far - far here to find the calm that there is even nostalgia. If this is my mind, I can calm down, he lamented in his heart.
Cyra looked to the right and to the left. At times like this the river is usually quiet because it has not been the growing season. Cyra decided to swim in the river. "Maybe my mind will be refreshed after a river bath." he murmured.
He started taking off his shirt and pants. After placing it on a rock he began to swim by simply wearing *********** just which was once called 36 C by his master.
Cyra enjoyed the atmosphere in solitude. He closed his eyes while enjoying the fresh water of the river. Nearly thirty minutes he was soaking there. Once satisfied Cyra immediately came out of the river and put on her clothes back.
Creesek! Creesek!
What is that sound. Cyra was startled, he turned his head and circulated his gaze throughout the river. And the result was deserted no one was the same as the first time he came. Maybe it was the wind blowing the leaves of the tree he thought.
After putting his clothes back on he immediately pedaled his camel bike home.
"Gio, Olif, Omar. How come you guys are here?" cyra asked in surprise. They slid into his arms.
"We're following Miss Cyra" replied Gio
"Couldn't you? Who's driving you? Your master allows."
"Of course Miss Cyra" replied Olif. "That's the same, Sham."
"Sir Uo?" ask Cyra not to believe it. Not long after Shamsudin came out of the house. Cyra immediately saluted her Mr. Uo. "What happened to Mr Uo?"
"Aircraft." replied Mr. Uo. "Young master can't wait to see you."
"Tumben sir let you here. It's okay - does Mr Uo live alone?"
"Who says our master lives alone" Omar said.
"Continue?"
"Phoo come with Cyra's mom."
"Come?" cyra's eyes widened in disbelief. "With Miss Denisha?"
"Don't call that witch, she can - she can fly here again" Olif said.
Well.. Not until he calmed down his mind, the person he wanted to avoid instead came here Cyra thought.
"Where do you want to go, sir?"
"He wants to walk to the river" replied Shamsudin. "But go on foot, he said he also wanted to enjoy the view here."
"Ssu.. The ssunga? The river near the rice fields?"
"There's a river around here."
Cyra's face turned pale, don't don't you just look at me. "Hmm.. What has it been since?"
"Just now." replied Shamsudin.
Cyra breathed with relief. If it had just meant that it was unlikely that his master would have seen him bathing in the river. Easy - easy like that.
They chatted together in the room accompanied by a glass of warm tea and boiled cassava. Not long from a distance Aroon was walking. Duh why the more mature the longer the master, Cyra again fascinated. But it did not last long he immediately returned his consciousness to return to reality.
"Sir."
"You're back?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"I go in the room first." said Aroon.
Cya breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that his master did not see him mandim in the river.
Meanwhile in the room...
Crazy, why did mine react again after my hard work muted it. This 36 C turned out to have a seductive body. Aroon walked around here and there calming something down there that was turbulent. What should I do, this room has no doors. Fuck you thought Aroon.
"It turns out that Ms. Cyra already knew that we were coming here" Omar said. "Mom cooked food for us."
"Actually I didn't know you guys were coming here. I cook because I want guests to come here."
"Guests? Who's mom?" ask Olif curious.
"That's Sapto's son." Cyra replied as she rubbed Gio's mouth.
"Do you want Sapto here?" ask Omar.
"Not Mr. Sapto, but his son." said Olif. "Huh you deaf!"
"Yes I mean yes it was."
"Heleh just say you're stupid to defend yourself." siondir Olif
"I'm not deaf and I'm not stupid. It's you."
"Eh already.. don't fight." Lerai Cyra.
"What did Sapto's son do here, ma'am?" ask Gio.
"Yes, of course, would propose to young lord Cyra!" guess Olif.
"Who would want to apply?" ask Aroon who arrived - just came and joined them.
"Heheheh.. Mrs Cyra sir." replied Omar.
"Who?"
"That's Mr. Sapto's son, the moustache of the master." said Olif.
"I didn't ask you guys." Aroon looked sharply at Cyra. "I asked you Cyra."
"That's the same as Cyra's proposal, isn't it Omar?"
"Hm.. Right." replied Omar with a mouth full of fried bananas.
"Cyra!" call Aroon.
"Ofers, Olif. This is not a proposal." - asserted Cyra.
"Did he know you were working for me in Bogor?"
"Who's master?"
"Your candidate."
"Oh my god, he's not my candidate sir. I just don't know which one. This is my parents' plan. So I don't know whatwhat."
"You sure? You're not lying."
"Remain sir. And I'm not lying." Cyra replied.
"Well, I want to meet Cyra's boyfriend." Olif looked disappointed.
"I don't want acquaintances!" said Gio.
"Why young master?"
"I don't want to lose Miss Cyra. If you're married, you won't be my teacher anymore" replied Gio.
"Good Gio." praise Aroon.
Cyra took a long breath. "There's no Gio marriage, because I don't have a candidate yet. How can I have a candidate if I'm with you every day."
"It's better that way." replied Gio.
"Eh don't be so young master. Sooner or later, Cyra will get married" Olif said. "How about Miss Cyra we introduce to the workers on the plantation who are still single?"
"Olif! Don't be so reckless." Aroon shouted in disagreement.
"It's been.. Already.which has not happened do not think too much. Just let my fate flow like water." said Cyra. "I'll excuse you, my guest will be here soon." said Cyra and went straight inside. His heart was more and more confused as to why his master would not allow him to marry or know a man. Whatdoes thatmean? What makes me a spinster? cyra thought she was upset. Sir is unfair.
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That afternoon Cyra wore a knee-length canal dress with unraveled hair.
"Mom Cyra is so pretty."
"Thank you Olive."
"I think his guests have come."
"Well, why didn't you tell me?"
"That's because there's Mr. Aroon in there, maybe I'm hesitant to leave him alone."
"Mr Aroon? What's he doing with the roost."
"Where do I know mom."
"Yes I'm out first." Cyra rushed out while carrying a glass of warm tea. Slowly he placed the drink right in front of Aryo. "Please drink it."
"Thank you Cyra."
Cyra then sat down next to her father and mother.
"Oya nak Aryo, father same mother stay first yes. Please have a chat with Cyra." father and mother got up from their seats, they saw Aroon who did not want to leave. "Mr Aroon." Mom gave the code for him to come in.
"Sorry, I'm here."
"But____."
"Mom is okay. Just leave Mr. Aroon here. No two men and women alone can be alone because the third is a demon" Cyra said, glancing at Aroon.
Shit he thinks I'm a demon thinks Aroon's upset.
"Alright, please talk to the three of you" said the father as he pulled the mother's hand to enter the house.
The three of them chatted together, despite the awkwardness but the initial impression was quite smooth. Aryo is actually a nice person to talk to but Cyra has no feelings what in this initial impression. Moreover, added to the statement of Mr. Aroon that Cyra is still under contract with her and should not marry until Gio can be independent later. It makes Aryo's face disappointed. Cyra also insists that they can be friends.
Finally Aryo came home, it made Aroon relieved. He immediately went into his room. Cyra's body is very tired. After Cyra's clean house accompanied Gio to sleep, Omar and Olif were walking to the night market together with Pak Uo.
"Tell me like yesterday." pinta Gio before going to bed.
"Well, this time I'm going to tell you a very clever man. Because of his cleverness he was famous in his day until king oun acknowledged his cleverness."
"Who is he?"
"Abunum."
"I want to hear it."
"Alright, let's lean in here. Put on your blanket."
Gio followed Cyra's orders, He immediately started the story. It didn't take long for Gio to fall asleep. Cyra who was also very tired fell asleep next to him.
Aroon went into Gio's room, smiling at the sight of two people sleeping together. Aroon corrects Gio's position to sleep more comfortably. And slowly brought Cyra's body into the room prepared for her. Slowly Aroon placed Cyra's body on the bed.
Suddenly Cyra put his hand on Aroon's burly neck. "Gio, good night." he muttered with his eyes closed. He pulled Aroon's head closer to him and gave a small kiss. "Well, good sleep."
The incident so quickly made Aroon stunned. But Aroon smiles happily at what Cyra did to her.
"Good rest, Miss Cyra" she whispered in Cyra's ear. He dared to kiss Cyra's lips which he had long been craving. Once.. Twice.. And the last one's been a while. Unconsciously there was a pair of eyes that noticed what he had done. Aroon did not care because happiness had spread in his body. I don't know why he felt so calm and peaceful.
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