Rose Scented Woman
Talk to Herman
The smell of roses still disturbs the sense of smell of the inhabitants of the house, this time not from the spray of fragrant oil, but from some flower petals that are deliberately removed, he said, then in a clean wash and lastly given water to boil together. The pot where boiling rose water is not closed, let the steam fly wildly in the air, the aroma is really delicious in the morning like this. It did not take long, the pink rose tea was ready to be served.
Morning tea that Mira never misses, except when she sleeps at the hotel, there is no rose tea menu there, only bitter coffee is delicious.
Mira crossed her legs, sitting facing the Jakarta crowd in the morning with rose tea in her hands. He was wearing only transparent nightgowns, displaying what many perverted men would have imagined. Her hair is decomposed up on the buttocks, she likes long hair, because men also like it, give it a little orange color on the inside, so that Mira can look younger than her original age.
When the tea has been toilet, he switched to another job that is very difficult for some people to do, plucking sticky fur. Although the technology is increasingly advanced, many body treatments are found in every corner of the city, Mira always pluck her own sticky hair. It feels very different, the satisfaction obtained is the same as when seeing a pile of blackheads coming out of the nose, disgusted but pleasant. That's the beauty secret that Mira does. A few times it hurts, but seeing small, curly hair is very pleasant.
The little hairs were placed on a piece of paper that was written expensively, they called it poetry. Mira likes poetry but prefers short stories, two writings that are equally short and meaningful, Mira likes the obvious meaning, not as deceptive as poetry. That's because Mira always misinterprets Sapardi's long-dead poem.
Forget about the sticky feathers, on her phone Mira received a few calls. First from Joko, the mistress who reduced her monthly rations, second Arman, the handsome new guy, the rest the new guy. Some of the names he was familiar with, as read in a newspaper this morning, are said to have donated some of his property to charity in a dark corner of the country, there was no electricity there and did not forget the picture of his face that was being interviewed by the news reporter gave an explanation.
Maybe this man was tired of a lot of money, so he gave it to the needy like Mira. Mira is intrigued by his name, and with the face already in the paper, he receives his call and determines at the hotel where they will be executed.
“Mira do you want to have children?” Questions that strike like lightning during the day, messages whores but instead invited to discussion.
His name is Herman Setiawan, it's just a name not related to a person's personality or life choices, even so with the owners of names like Bagus and Ayu.
“Why ask?”
“Ingin know only, much news about childfree lately.”
“You are too following the virtual world.”
“Jawablah Mira I'm waiting for her.”
“If you want to have children then I will get married, not come to the hotel with seductive clothes.”
“But you're a woman Mira.”
“Then?”
“Your regime is unemployed.”
“So you mean, should I use it?”
“Yes shouldn't it be?” The man offered Mira his cigarette, chatting briefly before the execution.
“What's your purpose in ordering me to have a child?”
“Of course not Mira, I don't want my son can't list SD.”
“Well so do I and a few people.*** is not just a universe melting pot between loved ones and loved ones, but also those who need each other.*** is not just a matter for children, but also for children, create favors but also make happy and make a living.” The man looked at Mira for a longer explanation.
“Either why they demand that ***have to produce a fetus.”
“Yes so that your parents take care of Mira.”
“Maybe my son will die first before taking care of my old age.”
“Stay make again.”
“Lazy bet lives, just hooked with hard-earned sweat to die.”
“Then how's your old age?”
“Use nursing home services.”
“Why?”
“So her nursing home is not in vain like the womb of some women.”
The man did not immediately remove his clothes, he still burned his cigarette for the third time. For almost an hour they both sat and talked, occasionally looking at each other but not touching.
“Why don't you want to have Mira's child?”
“You're still curious.”
“Jawablah only.”
“Do women like me deserve to have children?”
“Why not? You're not a transpuan, are you?”
“Of course I'm original,” Mira glared, as her she offended doubtful womanhood “This world is cruel, pity later if my son is not strong.”
“Ah if accustomed to cruel early on, they will get used to.”
At once Mira recalled how Lastri treated her fetus, she said the fetus had come out two days ago, sooner than expected. Exit two but die one, maybe the dead know, better now than to feel the world so cruel.
“If you, why would you have a child?”
“My heart is a lot, confused to love kosapa.”
“Share it to the dark end of the country.”
Herman, the name of the man who ordered Mira to tell him about the boy never took off his clothes, he was embarrassed.
“Parents always have hope for their child, I don't want.”
“Hope lifts degrees that they cannot build themselves, hope reaches the goals they fail to achieve and also services that they have never received in the past.”
“That's his name is reply Mira, not service.”
“They didn't ask to be born, why be responsible for the family's good name?”
Herman thought for a moment “They took care of him Mira, it's only natural if you have to be filial.”
“They didn't ask to be born Herman.”
“But have a cute son Mira.”
“You didn't see his tai Herman.”
“I can put on the diaper.”
“Stay just don't see his tai.”
“Mira can we meet again another time?” It seemed like their meeting was about to end even without touching.
“You haven't paid me.”
“I don't bring cash.”
“You haven't touched me.”
“I have a wife Mira.”
“Then why order me?”
“He's bunting big.”
“Then meet for what? I work to touch.”
“Absponding to my question.”
Herman finally goes by kissing Mira's forehead, like a pair of lovers, Mira feels strange with her customers on this one. I don't know what made him want to confide in a call woman like Mira. Let it be, the most important thing is that the amount of Mira's balance increases to zero.
Mira comes home with a man inside her apartment, the man is kissing Mira's curly kettle fur which she puts on the table next to Mira's bed.
“You're crazy Joko.”
“The aroma smells Mira, can I boil it?”
“You won't be rich with that Joko.”
“If handsome can?”
Mira shakes.
“At least like the men in this newspaper Mira.”
“The foot is rich.”
“What because of the money you turned away from me Mira?”
“I only work Joko.”
“I told you everything I'll take responsibility Mira, you wait here and give it.”
“You're angry Joko?”
“Obviously I'm angry, you're my woman Mira, how could behind me you still peddle your body? If it's less monthly, say Mira, I don't like being betrayed!”
“Talk like a loyal Joko.”
“But you promised to be my mistress Mira, I don't want your body to be kissed by another man Mira!”
“You Joko, already have a wife, but angry with my work.”
“But you promised Mira, you know I'm with Astuti not in love, we're together because we need each other. He needs my money I need so that my throne doesn't bother Mira. We've talked about this Mira.”
“Then I can't benefit each other?”
“Mira,” Joko hugs her from behind, kisses Mira's shoulder. Joko has fallen in love with the seductive scent of Mira roses “I love you Mira, do not sleep with other men, please.”
“You cheated Joko.”
“I can't possibly divorce, can ruin my career Mira.”
Mira just kept quiet, she did not care about the feelings that had to be reciprocated. The heart has its own owner, it should not demand others to take responsibility for the feelings that arise.
Mira is right, in the position of infidelity is not just the wrong woman, how can you resist jealousy in a man who is said to be loyal? And that feeling still has to be accompanied by the label of the actor. But who cares? Mira never came to any man, she was always sought after.
Mira does not care about Joko's words, she will still meet the man who contacted her.
