My Lovely Driver's

7

"Dead me, the oil is enough to reach the villa. Apparently just up here.” Lukman looked panicked.

“Lukman don't joke! It's midnight, the middle of the woods! That's above all the climbs..!”

“Sorry.. How is this so? Let's call your mom's driver how?”

Lukman felt guilty.

“He's on a two-day return vacation. You can't drive your car at night, visibility is limited. What father, if his disease relapses in the middle of the road how!” Both of them seemed to think hard for a moment.

“Judah, not far away anymore, right? We walk, where there is a retail oil kiosk in front. Where else know the road, do not feel tau-tau nyampe villla” Lukman nyengir.

Nata digested the suggestion for a while. True said Lukman, the villa is not far away. But the road will be a little uphill, it will definitely be more tiring. But being in the middle of the plantation without any help, is also not a way out.

“Yaudah, bring my bag but yes.”

Nata got out of his car and stretched a little muscle. Feeling the cool night breeze from above the peak, a cold sensation began to hit the surface of the skin.

“You're in front of him. I don't memorize the terrain” Lukman let Nata walk first.

“Normally men in front protect women. Well this is me who was told to lead you”

“Lha, I'll give you the place. Anyway if you're behind, then suddenly someone kidnapped you how? Trus you're missing without me knowing, want to?"

“Who wants to kidnap me?”

“Yes Where do you know, Dion, Gendrowo, or alien”

“Why not Thor hang nyulik. I was taken to Asgard. Must be cool"

"Thor is a fictional Nata, a delusion.. "

"Just like your seduction, fictitious"

"Who said it was fictitious?"

"If it's not fictional you shouldn't be this ordinary, when you know I'm being fooled.." Nata kicked a pebble near his foot.

Then Lukman came forward, choosing the side by side.

"Then do you think I should be unusual, like what?"

"Either" Nata did not want to continue this topic. He continued walking without looking to the side.

"Nata's.. I'm self-conscious. Isn't what you said first true, living yourself still sucks. And what Nazim said a few days ago is also impossible for me to ignore, we are different classes. I was even accused of using you.

I'm not gonna force Nata's situation. If you don't love, what can I do.."

"If I love you, what can you do?"

Lukman was suddenly at a loss for words. Speaking when Nata pointed his arrow right into Lukman's heart, it was not as easy as the monologue. A moment without terror the eyes that lock it.

Me....? Ngggs.. I'm....."

However, at a mature age, answering love alone will not be enough.

He never doubted his own opinion. But what certainty will be done with love (only)? Lukman has not been able to answer.

"Cock quiet? You don't know anything either! Because from the beginning your intention was just kidding.." Nata turned his face.

"It's not like that!"

"But that looks like it.."

"Nata's.. I'm sorry.."

The woman turned her head for a while, then walked back towards the uphill rock road in front of her.

Nata still remembers the shortcut to the villa even though it is in the dim, in front of it will be a little steep.

Is continues to go fast, no longer even care Lukman's warning not to run fast. The woman no longer walked by the force of her feet, but by her annoyance. The man was even a little further behind because a message entered his net.

"www...!!" Nata's voice sounded very loud. The woman could not hold her balance, until she fell down. Nata slumped with her feet bent sideways.

"Say...!" Lukman ran towards the woman who started grimacing in pain down there.

He immediately turned on the lighting from the smartphone and directed it to Nata's feet.

"Astaghfirullah's. You're bleeding"

Lukman immediately reached into the pocket of his jacket, pulling a handkerchief from there. He quickly used it to attach to the center of the wound, in order to squeeze the blood column.

As the red liquid appeared to be slightly reduced, Lukman used the same cloth to tie it to Nata's injured right ankle.

"The villa's not far away, is it? We don't have drugs" Lukman asked in a panic.

"So, that's up ahead.. " Nata pointed towards their front left while grimacing in pain. There was a brighter light than the white-brown painted building in the direction Nata pointed. It's not more than a kilometer away, but it's a climb.

"Can you walk?" Lukman asked hesitantly, then directed the lighting to the blisters around the bond.

Just about to get up by holding on to the tree by his side, Nata began to complain in pain.

"Aw! Pain Lukman...!" Nata began to sit back, then cry there.

Lukman immediately grabbed the bag that made their steps difficult, then placed it behind a tree.

"Okay, I hid your briefcase behind this tree. Come on now get on my back"

Lukman started crouching in front of Nata. Nata looked doubtfully.

"Don't think too late. Do you want to sleep here all night? That's your wound you should immediately be given antiseptic!"

"Can you?"

"You are little Nata. I can definitely eat a lot last night" Lukman said. The man now stretched out his hand, while developing a smile. Hope to convince Nata.

This time there was no other choice. The woman tried to extend her hands on Lukman's shoulders. With fatigue, he finally managed to climb behind his back.

Silent for a long time. Only the footprints of Lukman stepped heavily, with the breath of a hunting sting. Either because of fatigue by the burden of being carried, or because of the burden on him.

"Sorry to trouble you.."

Now there is no longer a look of annoyance as that covering Nata a moment ago. The woman sounded clean.

Then, silent for a few moments, Lukman continued walking and let silence discuss the feelings of their hearts.

"Lukman, have you never fought for what you love?"

"Like?"

"When your mother left, did you hold her back from leaving you?"

"No..."

"Do you regret that?"

"No"

"And you're going to repeat it to the woman you love?"

"No.."

Lukman stopped his steps. Then turn to the side of the shoulder where Nata's face pecked, wry. He was trying to understand the direction of the woman's conversation.

"Nata, do you believe in destiny?"

"You think I'm an atheist?"

"Then if that woman is my destiny, shouldn't she be going nowhere?"

"For example, by letting your loved one be betrothed, then suddenly he falls in love with another man. You're waiting for fate to fall from the sky, just like that?"

"It's not like that..".

"So?"

"If only you'd heard me talking in the car..."

"What are you talking about?"

"Forget over. Shut up first, I'm tired of holding you while chatting. Which topic is heavier than your weight..."

Eventually the two let the silence regain control of the situation for some time. Arriving before the white fence surrounding a building with ethnic-modern unity. Then Nata reached into his pants pocket, calling the mother.

"Mom, I'm outside." from across the street, her mother replied that she would open the door for her favorite child. Nata closed the call, then the two waited.

"You got here first?"

"can't. I was called by a friend if tomorrow should be in Jogja for a little debriefing before my friend left. After picking up your bag and finding gasoline, I'll go straight home”

Then both realized that this would be the last minutes for them. Separated for a while, or it could be forever.

"You're gonna miss me?"

"Didn't I ever ask that. But you answered? What do you think I should answer?" Lukman returned the celebration with a celebration.

“Basic vengeful man!” Nata hits Lukman's shoulder. The man grimaced in pain.

"Udah was helped, beaten anyway! Are all women like this?"

Lukman seemed to be trying to wipe the sweat that had flowed his cheeks with his shoulders. But tired, because the existence of Nata controls the back and arms.

Nata tried to help, he stuck out the blazer surface of the arm that was slightly extended. Then rub it on the clear liquid, slowly.

It turned out to hold a human with a steep terrain, leaving no more coldness at all in the peak area.

The sound of the door opening decided their brief daydream. A middle-aged woman with the bestowed hair, seemed to be walking in a hurry. The beautiful murat of youth was still left from her face.

"Why this?" Retno looked frantically at the sight of her daughter being held by a man she had never seen before.

Lukman smiled then slightly lowered his head, hoping to represent his helping hand.

"The whole story, ma'am.. Let us go in first..." Pinta Nata with tired face.

"Eh yes, yes. Enter first!" Bu Retno directs Lukman through a path surrounded by Orchids and Lilies. With the rest of his strength he finally entered the villa.

His eyes were looking for a comfortable place to lay Nata down. A sofa in the family room seemed to meet the criteria.

"I took the bag first yes, not long" he said after making sure Nata was comfortable.

"Be careful..." Nata smiled very sincerely. Staring at the man's back with mixed feelings.

But Retno rushed to pick up the P3K box in the corner of the room. Then he began to clean his daughter's wounds very carefully.

“Kok can gini anyway Nat”

“The car ran out of gas, Mom, we have to walk. Because not careful, I kepleset” He explained as briefly as possible.

“that's Amar's son huh?”

“Iya.. “

“What is he good?”

“Good, but sometimes it sucks. Aww...!”

Nata reflexes screamed when part of her ankle was touched. Now popping up there.

“Mune... Come here a minute!”

Retno called one of her aides who had a good hand in sorting.

After the wound was bandaged, Retno asked for her daughter's leg to be held by Muni. Several times there were cries of pain, but after that Nata felt his legs better after being touched Muni. Now he even asked women in their early 40s to massage his head that feels dizzy.

Such a delicious massage. Feels to penetrate to the main points even though pressed with excessive energy. Muni's shrewdness massage even managed to make Nata fall asleep.

When he woke up before dawn, he found himself asleep in the room. There's a mother by his side.

“Bu, Lukman where? Who moved me here?” Nata was like a confused person, his eyes combing the room with a full circle.

“Udah sleep again. You're still sick. His curse has returned home” Retno opened her eyes heavy.

“He didn't say anything?”

The mother shook her head. Then rise up to leave Nata who seemed to not believe Lukman left him just like that.