Taint

Bamboo Stores and Women of the Past

Shaking the car engine is still clear I feel, but my mind continues to glare. No matter what kind of path I walked, the shadow of today was more domineering. Daniel, Mayra, how many trials they have. In my heart I wondered who had impregnated Mayra. Curiosity, which then makes me prejudiced against people who have been close to him.

"Honey, you're restless from now on" said Brother Darren.

I glanced at him briefly, then lowered my head and squeezed the bottle of drink I had been holding.

"I .. thought about Mayra. I don't want him to be ruined like this. That person should take responsibility, brother," I said slowly. I didn't mention that I was thinking about Daniel too, I didn't want him to misunderstand. After all I think about it not because I like it, but concerned about the problems that befall.

"Think of it, but don't be too late. It'll affect your health, honey." Brother Darren spoke while rubbing the back of my hand.

"Actually, I want to know who the man who destroyed it is, but___"

"Darling, I know you're best friends. But if he refuses to share, you must not force. No matter how close a friendship is, privacy is bound to exist" said Kak Darren.

"Yes, Brother." I nodded and smiled. "But ... when do you want to 'come by Mayra again?" my connection.

"Of course, honey." Brother Darren rubbed my cheeks while smiling widely.

Shortly after, Darren turned his car. I scrunched my forehead. Because, Brother Darren turns to the right, while the way home should be to the left.

"Sister, where are we going?" my many.

"Eat for a minute. I'm laper, honey. Then all of you buy something for Dara and Mommy" replied Darren. Since yesterday he called Ms. Fatimah 'mother', just like me.

"Can."

"I want to take you to a cool, quiet, romantic place. Who knows, you might be calmer." Brother Darren spoke while looking at me briefly.

"Yes, Brother. Mmm, but where is it, far away?" I asked back.

"No." Brother Darren shook his head. "It's not a fancy place, honey. Simple, but ... awesome."

"Here you go" I said with a crisp laugh.

About twenty minutes later, Kak Darren stopped his car, right in front of the shop made of bamboo. I looked through the glass. Very cool and soothing. Although around there are also many similar shops, but in front of me this is the most special. The size is larger and the color is more striking. Various kinds of orchids arranged in such a way, very beautiful to the eye.

"Good, no?" ask Brother Darren.

"Rubber." I looked up and smiled widely.

"Inside is much more beautiful" Darren said. "Get in, yuk."

I nodded and opened the car door, Brother Darren did the same. We stepped up and entered the shop.

Arriving at the doorway, my netraku was immediately greeted with an elegant and natural room. Although the table and chairs are made of bamboo, but the color is bright and shiny. No less beautiful with imported furniture. Different from most places, in this shop use live flowers as decoration. Both at the table, and in the corner of the room.

"There yuk," asked Darren. I pointed to table number 05, right by the window.

"Come on." Brother Darren nodded and led me there.

"Darren, is this really you?"

I looked up and stared at the source of the voice. Women look beautiful and attractive. I looked from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head, almost impeccable. His body and face looked well groomed, his clothes and accessories looked luxurious. I'm sure he's a rich man.

"Who is he, why is Brother Darren staring so long ago?" my inner.

"Amanda," muttered Kak Darren, seconds later.

My heart is beating fast. I remember who Amanda was. His boss, his past. Although I also have a past, but I do not deny that jealousy exists. Especially when he saw his charming face, suddenly a sense of insecure who controlled themselves.

"I don't know if I'll see you here, Ren. Still like it, same place?" I saw his eyes twitching. Ahh, just pissing me off.

"I just__"

"I see, you're missing this place, aren't you?" the woman shamelessly.

"Amanda, you___"

"I did too, Ren. I'm very confused about this place, especially .. with the person who carved the memories here."

Again the woman denied the sentence Darren. But this time, his words made me flinch. The one who once carved memories, could it be what he meant Kak Darren? If so, then why did Brother Darren bring me here?

Susana my heart is increasingly uncomfortable, even more so when she sees him sitting next to Kak Darren. Whether intentionally or his eyes are problematic. Absolutely do not want to look at me, as if this self is just a wind that does not exist.

Actually, it is easy to throw it with a menu book or even a flower pot. However, for the sake of maintaining dignity and ethics, I still held back.

"Enough, Amanda! You misunderstood. I'm just here to eat, no excuse kangen or anything else. I'm here with my wife." Brother Darren spoke with high intonation, as his hands pointed towards me.

The woman looked at me with narrowed eyes, as if she did not like me. I followed the tail of her eyes, as well as the corners of her lips which slowly formed a slanted smile.

Unable to hold it, my hand gripped the menu book tightly. A word of mouth is condescending, I do not hesitate to reply with action.

Seriate...

The answer for the one who asks, why his up is long;

Thank you to all of you who are still willing to support my work. Sorry, a thousand sorry, if now up-ku sangan selow. It's nothing, but a little tired. Especially since the implementation of the new system, which only provides a great opportunity for writers with millions of readers (whereas I still crawl in the hundreds)

I have been writing here for over a year (four novels finished, another one on going) and never once have my work been promoted on the homepage (promotion in the real sense, not a passing moment and then gone)

Promo here and there, looking for readers themselves, quite difficult. I used to wish that there was a time when one of my novels could go on the porch. I'm positive thinking while still improving PUEBI and groove. But in reality, all of that is just wishful thinking.

Perhaps, the 'good novel' criteria here are very high, so my novels are bad and not worth promoting on the homepage. At first, I was still trying and learning. But now I have given up. I tried hard, but still. My work was never promoted there. Now, I'm trying to accept the fact that my novel here is bad. So I'm not chasing anymore. I prefer branching elsewhere (the purple/flying horse)

That's why I can't do it first.

Novel Noda WILL NOT move, remains finished here. It's just that his ups are very selow. I can't promise once every two days or three days (but stay up until the end). Again, thank you and apologize profusely.