Not as Beautiful as Angan

I don't know ko

After returning from his home, Mr. Ustadz Rahman, Cempaka became quiet again. The joy seems to have gone somewhere.

He doesn't care about the people around him. So indifferent to the creature whose name

male. He was afraid of all the men who tried to approach him.

He was afraid that the man had a wife, let alone a child.

The camp is very closed.

He did not want any men to approach him, like that time.

He was overtime, so he came home at six in the afternoon. Public transport cars are only up to half six. It's been a half hour. He didn't want to go home on foot.

"Cempaka, go home with yu! Looks like public transportation is not there, already six o'clock more than five!" Echoes, one part with him invites him to go home together. They are one way anyway. So it's appropriate that Gema take her home together.

"No, I'm walking"

Cempaka.

"With the Echoes, it is time for Maghrib! it was dark" Puspa told Cempaka to come home with Gema.

"Now ah, thank you very much. Sok it first" said Cempaka. He still refused it.

"Come on!... We are in line. It's getting dark!" Bring the Echoes again.

He got off his bike and grabbed Cempaka's hand.

"Are you afraid your boyfriend is angry? Until I don't want to take it with me! Tell your girlfriend that you can't be with someone else, take her!"

Echoes while slowly pulling his hand Cempaka.

"Well, that should be the case. I'm fucking tipping ya! Pity him if he has to walk alone. Soon also at night" said Puspa while pushing his body Cempaka to get closer to his motor Gema.

"Nobody's gonna get angry, right?" Ask Echoes while sitting in the front motorcycle seat.

The other hand holds the handlebar of the motor, while the other hand holds the hand of Cempaka.

"No one will be angry! her boyfriend ran away too! Maybe Cempaka is afraid of your girlfriend or your wife will be angry." Puspa.

"Otherwise that means we calm dong! No one will scold us. I love not having the heart to see women walk alone, especially already want this night. Where's the guy's a workmate, beautiful again" Echoes joking.

Finally Cempakapun sitting in the bonnet of his motorcycle Echoes.

"You be careful!" Puspa said while sitting in the motorbike of her husband.

"Yes, be careful too!" Cempaka.

They then took out their motorbikes to return to their homes.

"Which alley are you in?" I asked Cempaka.

"That's in the third alley from here" Sahut Cempaka pointed out the alley leading to his house.

"Lumayan is far too yes, but still further I certainly"

Echo.

"Ten to fifteen minutes on foot. Where are you at home?" Cempaka asked back.

"Steps of the village with your village"

Sahut Echoes.

Cempaka did not say anymore, he was afraid of becoming interested in her.

"What time do you like to go?" After passing through the second alley, Gema asked again.

"Seven hours more, sometimes half an eight" Cempaka said.

"From tomorrow, go with me! I'll take you to your house! Let a friend talk" he said.

"Thank you, how about tomorrow"

Cempaka refused subtly.

"Why? You don't seem to like going with me. What's wrong?" The echo seemed to be astonished.

"That's okay, I'm afraid to trouble you" Cempaka replied softly.

"Allaaah, afraid of troubling everything. I am carrying you!"

"That's in front of the alley leading to my house. Just be here!"

Cempaka stopped the speed of his motor Echo.

"okay! " Pronounce. He didn't stop the engine. But, he turned his motorbike into an alley leading to his home Cempaka.

"Already! Stop right here!" Cempaka Seru.

Echoes did not hear him, he continued to rush into the alley.

"Where are you going? I'm down here!" Cempaka cried again, half screaming.

"Your house is still in again?

Still a long way?" Ask Echoes.

"It's just here! That's my house behind this house." Cempaka showed me his house.

Echoes turned again his motorbike, entered the alley a few meters away, and arrived at them in the spacious courtyard, the courtyard of his home Cempaka.

"Astaghfirulahaladziii... We, told to stop from the front, even continue to reach my yard" Cempaka grumbled.

"The stage, from the front is good if you walk to your house" said Gema

with smile.

"It's normal, at least four minutes walk" Sahut Cempaka.

"Tomorrow I'll pick ya up!" Echoes before he starts the engine.

"I went home first yes, it's maghrib" he said.

"Yes, thanks! Be careful" said Cempaka.

"Assynoltom..." Echoes propel his bike towards the big road.

"Goddessalam..." Cempaka answered his greeting Echoes.

He immediately entered his house.

"Assynoltom..." Her speech.

"Waalaikum... How come! Just got home, son?" Bu Sekar asked in wonder.

"Yes, there's an hour's overtime. So go home at six" Cempaka salim to his mother and father.

"Who was that?" Bu Sekar wants to know apparently.

"That's Buu's co-worker, she happens to be his home next door to our village. So all the way he invited me to be with him, because public transportation did not exist. Yes I had to take a buu" Cempaka explained.

"Thank God someone cares. If you walk, definitely not yet arrived, son!" Said Bu Sekar.

"Yes buu, Alhamdulillah. I want ablution first yes buu, sir" Cempaka moved from in front of his mother and father.

*

The next day, at seven o'clock, Cempaka had departed from his home. He did not want to until Gema came to his house to pick him up.

He rushed towards the big road that likes to be passed by public transport.

It had been ten minutes he was standing on the side of the road there, but the public transport car had just passed two cars, where it was full again.

"Dwearing... This how? it's almost half eight! cars get shuttles" he murmured.

"Hey! Have you been waiting for a long time?" While he was anxiously waiting for public transport, suddenly a man's voice greeted him.

Cempaka turned to the direction of the sound.

"Deg!" Cempaka was shocked.

The voice turned out to belong to Gema, her male friend who delivered it yesterday afternoon.

"Lumayan. There are no cars" said Cempaka. He wished that there was a public transport suddenly passing in front of him.

"Ngapain waiting for public transportation, I want to pick up. Come aboard!" His word.

"Suduh, I feel uncomfortable" muttered Cempaka hesitated.

"Already, come! Look what time it is! If you wait for public transportation later there will be bad luck" said Gema again.

"It's also a echo, yes... This time I'll go with him" Bathinnya.

Echoes immediately launched his motorbike towards his workplace after Cempaka climbed in his bonce.

"Damn... It seems to continue!"

Puspa teased him, when both of them had arrived at the motorcycle parking lot.

Incidentally, Puspa had also just

get out of the parking lot.

"It just so happens, the transportation was generally in full" Kilah Cempaka.

"Wait for dong!" Echoes run small following Cempaka and Puspa who have walked first.

"Why am I staying? It's up" Echoes murmur.

"Yes iyalaah..., what are you doing again?" Said Cempaka relaxed.

"Geez, basic!"Speech while aligning his steps.

"you don't have any friends working here?" Ask.

"No" Cempaka answered briefly.

"Why indeed? How are you so concerned with Cempaka, what's wrong?" Puspa.

"Yes, just want to know. You see yesterday when I did her, I did not see who came home from work" said Gema.

"Nothing! From there I work here alone" said Cempaka.

"Then, go and go home with me, it's better, huh puspa huh?" Echoes glanced towards Puspa.

" I agree with that! No one will be this angry, just calm down!" Puspa.

Cempaka remained silent without comment. He pretended not to hear it.

He doesn't want to hurt anymore. Moreover, Gema includes men who are quite handsome and also educated. He has an important position at his workplace.

So, automatically many women who approach him.

Like that time, it has been a week Cempaka and Gema leave and go home always together.

"Cempaka, it turns out that the Echoes like it! Same you!" Puspa.

"No idea" Cempaka said.

"Trease! Looks like you fit the Echo" said Puspa, so they are resting in the canteen.

"Either... I'm still traumatized. I'm afraid there will be more strange things that become obstacles. I don't want to be hurt anymore. The souvenirs from Mr. Ustadz Rahman are also still in my heart" said Cempaka not excited.

"Who knew it wasn't true?"

"It's Puspa, I want to be friends with anyone"

Cempaka ended the conversation about himself and Gema.

Silence did not comment anymore. Moreover, the bell sign that the break time is over.