One Heart 2 LOVE

Sucks Traders

Sekar was still trying to digest the behavior of Arka just now. Arnold called him a few times. But the call is like a subtle wind that just passes in the ears of Sekar without making Sekar aware and poking him.

The man driving in front of him only took a heavy breath. Sekar's mind must be floating about Arka. Apparently it is difficult to also attract the attention of Sekar completely and make him forget about Arka, completely as well.

"Where are we going, brother?" the girl finally opened her voice after several heavy breaths.

Arnold smiled. Glad to finally be able to open your voice. Occasionally he saw Sekar from the front side of the rear view. Despite being sad, the aura of the beauty of the girl still existed.

"Where do you want it? Market or Mall?"

"Markets? Well, I shouldn't look this pretty if I want to shop for salted fish," Sekar chuckled at his own guyon. He laughed, covering up the wounds.

"Hehe's kidding. Hungry no? Let's eat first" Arnold bargained.

"Can. Where's eating?"

Arnold pointed a finger. He raised his eyebrows high, "Ketoprak is your favorite food?" ask Arnold sumringah.

"Haah? Since when do I like to eat ketoprak? Pasha likes it!" snapped Sekar with spoiled manyun. Annoyed Arnold forgot his favorite food.

"Hehe joked Ekar. You like Sushi, right? Thai Sushi. I remember that time you salivated when you saw people eating Sushi in restaurants. When Mom and I asked if you wanted to or not you said no eh fit in the house you cooked raw goldfish to look like Sushi. Aye, right?"

Sekar laughed. Remember in those old days living in Arnold's house, "Right. After that the fish become cat sustenance," Sekar laughed loosely.

"Pas had taken the cat and Pasha cried because she thought the cat stole it. Though I gave it for free," added Sekar.

"After that Pasha and the cat chase like Tom And Jerry" Arnold replied.

"It wasn't the cat that Pasha chased but the Pasha that the cat chased."

Both of them fell asleep in laughter. I forgot about Arka. And Arnold was happy to laugh.

"Sir Arnold is Doraemon!" the girl screamed. His hand pointed out. To a store that sells Doraemon dolls. From the mini size to the big size of the human body. His eyes are so sparkling. After that, he bit his lower lip. Drooling wants a doll.

"Dark?! Well, I didn't think yes. I'm a three-headed woman who still likes Doraemon," said Arnold. Sekar snorted sebal. Doraemon fans are not just children. Parents can also.

"Want to buy?" ask Arnold.

"You, "" replied enthusiastically.

****

"Udah Sir. With the father hit Mas Arnold kayak earlier instead of dismissing the problem that makes Non Sekar more angry. Look what he was? Until his eyes darted sharply," said Waluyo. Actually he was still afraid to lecture Arka. Arka's emotions don't seem to be stabilizing yet. His hands are still clenched. The butter is still red. But not being told can also be dangerous. Afraid that a flight attendant will become a victim later.

"I am upset Sir! Arnold is too much!"

"Se se se se. Who's the outrageous one?" waluyo.

"Ar-Ar-yes I am! But you don't have to hold Sekar's hand either!" Arka raised the volume of her voice.

"Lho you know? So you're jealous anyway? Pas Non Sekar is still the wife of the Father why do not you hold it?" ask Waluyo.

"It's a different story! Arnold has nothing to do with him. Why hold it?!"

Waluyo smiled in a knot, "And you also have nothing to do with Non Sekar. Why jealous?"

"It's hard to talk to someone who's never young!" pasak Arka ngegas.

Waluyo chuckled, "If you've separated more tempting, huh, sir?"

Almost Waluyo's head was targeted by Arka's ruthless hand. But he pulled his hand back and took a breath, "Patience. No Mr. Waluyo no one escorts me, "inner Arka.

"Sir?"

"Njeh?"

"May I ask for help?" his voice is back to normal.

"Jagain Sekar when I was in Yogyakarta."

Waluyo was aghast, "How is Jagain sir? I have to go to the orphanage too?"

"No. That means do not get Sekar close to Arnold," Pinta Arka. He started to put up a face.

"Well," Waluyo was considering it, "Happy after all, sir?" Arka did not answer. He even averted his eyes, "Finally Mas Arka fancied the feeling of Non Sekar as well," said Waluyo breathing a sigh of relief.

"I mean?"

"Yes that's how Non Sekar felt when Mas Arka went with Ndoro Viona. The heat is kayaking near the sun" he said, fanning his hands.

"But it's natural. Also called love. If not, love means not jealousy. Leres?"

Of love? Of jealousy? Yes I love her and I am jealous when she is with another man, Inner Arka.

"That's it, Mas. Allah is your prayer not to distance you but to draw you closer. To understand each other and love each other. When did Mas Arka understand the feelings of Non Sekar first? When did Mas Arka know what jealousy is and how jealous it is. Now do you know anyway? Well that's it. Not good, is it? Don't make Non Sekar jealous either. That's what it feels like."

"I'm not jealous!" the arrogant man was still reluctant to admit his feelings. Keep saying things that are not in accordance with the heart. Waluyo already knew very well.

"I'm just a driver, sir. It doesn't matter if the story is the same. Ngaku. Arka was jealous that Non Sekar was with Arnold?" Waluyo pointed at the face of the Ark from the rearview mirror. The face of the man called Arka seemed to be issuing a red circle. He blushed in shame.

"If not jealous continue why Non Sekar should be taken care of?"

"So my divorce papers are just as incomplete! That means Sekar is still my responsibility. If Sekar why means I will also be bothered later!"

Fucking Ark. Age is old but behavior like teenagers who want to win alone.

Waluyo just shook his head and smiled wryly, "It's hard for Mr. Arka."

"Yowes. Later if there is anything with Sekar not informed. Whoa?"

Arka smiled, she nodded, "Thank you."

****

"Which one do you want?" Arnold grabbed a doll. Given it to Sekar, "Prefer to the small or the big?"

He pointed to a puppet. The normal size. Doraemon-shaped doll, his favorite cartoon that he used to watch with Pasha first.

When with Arnold, sometimes the attitude and motherly nature of Sekar suddenly disappeared. He changed like an innocent, innocent and sinless little boy of 8 years old.

"This is funny" he said, flipping the doll. Even kissed.

"Mom. The doll's one yes," Arnold handed the seller some money. Now they have officially exchanged goods for money.

"How much? Here's the money," Just reach for his bag. He took out some money and gave it to Arnold.

"The time a Brother asked for a reward from his sister? Just me," smiled. He didn't always turn down Arnold's offer.

"Ih so sweet yes Mas his same wife. Pake buyin doll all. Do you know what my husband bought me? If not a goldfish catfish, tell pecel. He said it was a gift. The fishing prize, "a trader whose age is estimated to be 40 years old suddenly pits his fate on Arnold and Sekar. He propped up his chin and put on a face so lethargic. Husband terzomili own.

"Hufts. Even so I love him very much. I was afraid of losing him. You know, Mba?" The woman interrupted her conversation. He turned to look at Arnold and Sekar alternately by putting on a serious face.

"I used to not love him. But he was there for me. Slowly, I walked through the household with him. Until finally after two years of marriage I loved him and could accept him as my husband. I have always believed that love, struggle exists and is real. I was married to an Mba's parents. Beuh, I refuse desperately the name of the husband. But more and more day by day, drop by speck of affection and love just grows that eventually turns into a big one. To the extent that I was afraid of losing my husband" the merchant said, counting the change that would be handed over to Arnold.

"The same as Mba if there is a problem do not immediately make a decision. Later nyesel if it happened. I was told it was okay. At first his heart. Don't let there be any pis-"

"The return is for Mom. Assalamualaikum," Arnold interrupted the words of the Mothers. He took Sekar's hand and sauntered from there.

His heart suddenly warmed. I don't know. What the woman said was like insinuating Sekar. And damn it as if entering into the words of Mother earlier. He was so focused on paying attention. Of course it's dangerous for Arnold himself.

Now I have found happiness. What if it's lost again because he remembers about Arka?