
Ainaya replied to a message from Ajeng who was already in front of the apartment. He said he would be home soon to see her.
Hurriedly approached Adam's car which was still parked neatly among other luxury cars. Not wanting to waste time that would only upset his heart.
''Sorry, Mas. I need a moment, you go to the office, later I can go home alone, Ainaya assured.
''I'm anterin no papa.'' Adam opened the front door and let Ainaya in.
How is this, there is no way I go home with Adam mas, surely he will be suspicious when he sees Ajeng.
Ainaya closed his car door again and spoke more seriously.
''I can't, Mom. Soon my friend comes, he's on his way. I don't want you to be late because I'm with you anyway.'' Ainaya kept looking for excuses. I wish the man would leave her.
Adam tapped his chin. His eyes were not wiped from the woman's lips. This morning he had an important meeting, but could not bear to leave Ainaya alone in that place.
''Come, Mas! Later when I reach the apartment I will call you, '' persuade Ainaya at length.
Indeed impressed pushing and pressing make Adam laugh. Because, Ainaya's face is getting funny and adorable.
''Alright, be careful on the road.'' Adam agrees and returns his car leaving Ainaya in Haris' office yard.
I hope Adam is not suspicious.
Ainaya walks towards the highway after Adam's car disappears at the end of the road. He rushed to find the ojek to get to the destination quickly.
Andik who had just come out looked at Ainaya wearing a helmet. Then tell Haris through a message.
There's no response. However, Haris read a message from him.
''Quickly a little yes, sir," pinta Ainaya on the kang ojek that has turned on the engine.
The man in a typical green jacket uniform nodded and immediately drove his motorbike across the street filled with other vehicles.
May this be the best path for me and everyone. Mama, papa, behind your happiness there I bet the life gave birth to Bilal, hopefully someday the truth will be revealed. You'll know what Jihan's really hiding.
Almost thirty minutes Ainaya had already arrived in front of the apartment. He immediately ran up to Ajeng after paying the ojek.
''I'm sorry, Jeng. I was late, Ainaya said feeling guilty.
''No papa, today I have taken a leave of absence because I want to take you, all of you want to meet my brother, '' said Ajeng following Ainaya in.
''Nay...'' Pulling Ainaya's hand from behind made the friend look and smile.
''Are you sure you will leave your child? Don't you love him so much, why not ask for justice from Haris. He has ruined your life.'' Ajeng was concerned and hoped that his best friend would get the best way.
Ainaya closed his eyes, he also wanted to be like that, but what power the situation was indeed quite complicated and not as easy as thought.
''It's not yet time, Jeng. Someday you will know.'' Ainaya typed the code then opened the door. He went straight to the room. Take a piece of paper and a pen.
I'm sorry about Adam. Maybe my presence can only trouble you. Hope you get a much better woman than me.
Ainaya just wrapped his shirt in a jacket. Then put on a little makeup to disguise his slightly pale face. Pull the suitcase and take it out. Back to Ajeng who sat in the living room.
''It's ready, Nay?'' tanya Ajeng.
Ainaya and Ajeng deliberately ride travel so that they can go directly to destinations that are too remote and difficult to reach by public transportation. It also saves time and cost.
"But Miss Dhe's house is a little quiet, Nay. Most of them became farmers. Can you live there?" tanya Ajeng.
Ainaya nodded quickly. Wherever he will try to survive for his life later.
The car is moving at high speed. Every now and then Ainaya closed his eyes, forgetting what was happening at this moment. Hoping to open it again later will return with a new heart without a Haris.
"Just sleep, Nay. I'll wake up later." Ajeng patted Ainaya's arm gently while directing the busy driver pack with his steering wheel.
Almost eight hours of cars that were boarded by Ajeng and Ainaya have entered the village monument. A breeze from the direction of the rice fields blew into the car through the sidelines of the glass. It was as if welcoming the arrival of two beautiful women who looked with tired strokes.
"This is Sukarela village, where Bu Dhe and his brother live. Later you will be a citizen here," said Ajeng.
Ainaya smiled. Enjoy the beautiful view of the village that is still beautiful and natural. Along the edge of the road filled with trees that stand firm giving its own beauty.
"Straight on, sir! Then turn left stop in front of Joglo house," said Ajeng when the car had entered the narrow road.
"Well, miss," the driver replied, slowing down the speed of the car.
"Well, this is Miss Dhe's house." He pointed to the house on the left side of the road.
The Joglo-shaped house with typical Japanese carvings looks the most luxurious among other houses. There are some flowers in pots neatly lined up in front of the terrace. Also the dragon fruit vines beautify the fence made of bamboo. No doubt, that Ajeng's relatives are famous people in his village.
He went down first, followed by Ainaya. They are busy dropping off their luggage with the help of the driver.
"Thank you, sir. Good luck to the destination," said Ainaya while paying the lack of fees.
A gallant man came out with a smile as Ajeng waved his hand.
"Mas Didit." A little boy ran up to him. Don't forget to shake hands and kiss the back of his hand with a notch.
"Mas thinks you forgot about the house" said the man called Didit.
Yes, Didit is Ajeng's brother who deliberately lives in the village to take care of rice fields and plantations owned by his parents who are gone. Namuan, when feeling lonely he lives in his aunt's house.
"How could I have forgotten my most handsome brother." Hugging Didit tightly to make the two forget about Ainaya.
"Eh, why aren't you here?" didit lirih.
Ajeng turned to Ainaya and called out to him, and it made the master blush.
"Include, Mas. This is my Ainaya, he will stay here for a while" Ajeng said.
Didit smiled and nodded back to Ainaya's greeting politely.
"Not a hassle, is it, Mas?" ask Ainaya to make sure.
Didit back crispy tesneyum.
"No, as long as you're at home. Surely the village and the city are different, for example Ajeng who chose to go and leave his hometown."
All laughed except Ajeng who looked pouty.