
Ajeng and Mikaela have been at Jaka's house for a long time. They want to go home, but the weather is not supportive. Outside the rain, the air is getting colder. The rain subsided as the Maghrib reverberated.
Mikaela glanced at Jaka who was dressed neatly, complete with a sarong, then a skullcap on his head.
Ajeng nudged the arm of Mikaela who was sitting beside him. "Liat, mas Jaka prayed diligently." he whispered.
Mikaela sizzled, "Jeng came home yuk, it's too bad." The rain had subsided, Mikaela wanted to hurry home.
Ajeng nodded, then said goodbye to aunt Nenti. "Bi, we're going home."
"Eh, wait a minute. Let Jaka anterin you, it's dark outside." Aunt Nenti replied. That woman might have let two girls hang around by night. "Wait for Jaka to finish praying first."
"Yes bi." Just follow suit. Although it was not too late, but the atmosphere in the village was quiet, scary as well. So Ajeng wants to wait for Mas Jaka. Then drive home. Mikaela could not protest anymore, she complied.
It didn't take long, Jaka was done. The man drove Ajeng and Mikaela home.
"The way don't spit dong!" Mikaela had enough trouble walking on the muddy ground. He held tightly to Ajeng's arm so as not to fall.
"Yes be careful." Ajeng slowed his steps. But not with Jaka, the man had already walked five steps in front of them.
"Mas Jaka, don't go through there! we pass through prayer, which is not serem." cried Ajeng. He did not want to take the way home through the road on the right and left side is still a garden.
"Yes." Yeah." Jaka assented, although in his face felt reluctant through the path Ajeng chose. Jaka will pass through the Princess' house.
"I'm sorry" said Ajeng.
"It's not papa."
"Why are you apologizing?" ask Mikaela.
"Oh.." he thought Ajeng made what a mistake. Apparently it's just that.
"What do you love is a girl?" ask Mikaela.
"Sst. You don't talk about it. Later on Jaka even more upset!" Ajeng warns Mikaela not to talk much about Jaka and his ex.
"Yes, I'm diem."
Arrived at Mikaela's house.
The home page of Eyang Sucipto has two parked cars. Obviously a car that is no stranger to Mikaela.
"Duh, what a blow to be found." muttered Mikaela. His intention wanted to hide longer, but both his parents had managed to find him. And now they're following.
"Many guests in your house. Don't don't be your mother." Ajeng said.
"Yes, that's my mom and dad." Mikaela invites Ajeng and Jaka to come inside the house. He will make the two people into a shield so that both parents do not get angry with him excessively, because there are other people around them.
"Mica!!" She immediately moved, then hugged her daughter tightly. "How are you, baby. You're all right?" Sekar took off a hug, then examined his daughter's body all afraid that someone might be hurt.
"Good mika mah." replied Mika. He missed his mother too.
"Mika.." came the voice of someone who did not want Mika to hear. Roy was with his parents.
"Why did you come here?" cynical Mikaela. "Well, pah, why the hell are you guys ngajak this traitor! Mika doesn't like to see him anymore either." he exclaimed.
At first Sekar and her husband did not want to invite Roy to come to this village. But Roy who suddenly appeared to his house, forced to come along. He said he wanted to pick up Mikaela. Forbidden free, Roy kekeh want to come along.