The Blooming Lotus

Staked

Wenie left the house at seven past twenty-six minutes and was focusing on her phone when she left for work at the boarding house. He was busy answering messages with Eri until he arrived at the edge of a large road where he used to wait for angkot.

He did not realize at all that someone was scouting him from behind the wheel of a car parked across the street.

Then a brick red angkot stopped before him shortly after he waved his hand to stop his speed from ten meters away and immediately entered.

He took his place in the inner corner of the back near the open window, enjoying the caress of the morning breeze. At this hour, no need to rush. Eri is not there yet, he thought cheerfully.

"Hello Eri" said after his friend arrived.

"Hi too, Wen. You waiting for that?" eri asked when she saw him sitting on the long bench in front of the store.

"It's only been five minutes. Here's the key, I'll open it. You just sit down, Ri, "pinta Wenie.

"OKAY. Replace yes," Eri handed over the store key.

"Sip!" Wenie grabbed the key, deftly she opened the three rolling doors without difficulty.

Soon they were busy tidying up the merchandise in the storefront, removing dust from the clothes hanging, and sweeping the floor.

All finished on time as the boss brought up his face, he observed the situation for a bit, corrected some of the items and sat on his throne behind the counter. Wenie and Erie heaved a sigh of relief together.

"Wen, what was the invitation event in the building yesterday. No exclamation?" eri whispered to him.

"Seru dong, there are many handsome and beautiful people there," Wenie replied in a whisper as well, keeping her voice from being heard by the boss.

"Masa? Story dong ...."

"Long, Ri. Later if we break the stories yes ...."

"At last, Wen. Now just why the hell," urged Eri. Wenie glanced at the boss behind her, engrossed in cell phones as usual.

"Today I was known to Rahma's mom as a handsome guy. He said he was a doctor, you know," whispered Wenie.

"Well, go on, go on ...."

"Yes I'm acquaintances. But I'm a little bit inferior, Ri. How does it feel ...."

"Yaelaah, ordinary times, neng. Minder why try?"

"So he's really cool, anyway. That smile, you know." Wenie closed her eyes imagining the smile of doctor Frans.

"Iish .. so fantasize 'right," ledek Eri. They laughed a little while replying.

For a moment Wenie forgot the annoying part of yesterday's incident and returned cheerful to live her activities as usual.

The day was already moving towards lunchtime when a man in a red-black uniform came to greet him. "Excuse me. I want to deliver the package," he said politely. He faced Uda Her, the boss.

"Who's the package for, Mas?" his tananya scanned the innate person. A big package of fast food.

"For Ms. Wenie, sir ...."

"Ween .." call the boss interrupting Wenie who's serving a buyer.

"Yes, boss?" wenie replied as she coded for Eri to take the place of serving.

"This is someone who sent you a package" said the boss after Wenie approached.

"This is the receipt, Ma'am. Please sign it first" the man asked.

"Who are you, Mom? I never order food like this," Wenie replied confusedly.

"There's a card inside, ma'am. Later can be seen by yourself. Excuse me first, thank you," she resigned after Wenie's signature.

"Eh, equally," he answered hesitantly.

Then Wenie brought a stack of dus of fastfood packets in, placed them on a table by the side of the cash register. He opened the box, looking for the card in question.

It is written in a series of sentences with neat handwriting and the sender is Prasetyo.

The deg!!

Oh my God, what else is this? Why would he know I work here?

Uda Herman approached while asking, "Why not eat, Wen? Food is expensive ...."

"Eh yes. Please eat, Ri, Da. A lot of this, I will not run out alone," Wenie said after waking up from her shock.

Then the boss came along to grab a piece, but Wenie was still hesitant. He quietly listened to his card once more until a mobile phone ring distracted him. A new number but it seems familiar.

"Hello?" said doubt.

"Hello, sweetheart ... The food I ordered has arrived, right?" said someone across the phone.

Wenie's heart immediately thumped in fear, she immediately shifted to a corner to receive the phone behind the game-gamist hanger. "Mas, do you know where I work here? Why do you send all food," asked Wenie in a soft voice hoping that no one would hear.

"I know where it doesn't matter! Now it's almost one o'clock in the afternoon and I know you haven't eaten ..."

Wenie bit her lips. "Finally thank you, Mom. But I ask you, next time you don't have to send me anything else."

"Why, baby? Don't worry, I don't feel bothered ..." Prasetyo chuckled casually.

"Please .. I'm serious, Mas. You don't have to believe me, I'm not comfortable."

"Want to?"

"Don't send anything else," said Wenie pressing her voice in order to hold back her guard. "I don't like it."

"I don't care, baby! Now that you're eating, I'm sending it to you, not to them!" prasetyo said sharply.

"Well?!" Wenie suddenly spread a glance. But I didn't see anyone suspicious.

"You don't have to be surprised" Prasetyo said. "What don't I know about you?"

"Kok, can? You spied on me yeah ...."

"Huh! Am I lacking a job?" the answer is holding back laughter.

"Don't joke, Mum. Please, don't think so. I'm really uncomfortable," Wenie said agitatedly.

"I told you, I don't care, baby! Quickly eat or I'll come to you right now, pull you away from there!" ankam Prasetyo fierce.

Wenie fell silent, feeling very worried. "You hear me, Wen? You know I don't like to repeat my words. Wait what else?"

Actually he was upset that the man was always arrogant and behaving as he wanted but he was unable to refuse. "Yes, I eat. Then I hang up the phone" he replied nervously.

Then he put on his smile as he approached Eri and the boss. Take a serving of spaghetti in an aluminum foil cup and start eating it. He did not want to spoil the relaxed atmosphere of lunch and try to enjoy the food with them.

Wenie spent the rest of her day feeling uneasy. He was worried about something.

Although honestly he was happy to be reunited with Prasetyo - his former lover - but he also felt afraid at the same time so he often had no stance.

Bad memories came back to his head. Two years was not too long ago, even still quite fresh in his memory.

Wenie recalled exactly how she had been in love with Prasetyo who claimed to have no girlfriend even though she sometimes hesitated.

How can a guy like this not have a girlfriend? But the man could always ease his heartbreak. He was always kind and sweet.

Prasetyo always comes on Sunday nights. Apples like a dating couple in general, sometimes they go to the movies, or take her shopping in the mall, eat at restaurants, and there are always those who buy her even though Wenie does not want to.

At that time Wenie felt that she was the luckiest girl to have an adult and established lover. At the age of twenty-eight years Prasetyo is still single and is looking for a partner to seriously marry. Although Wenie did not know exactly where she worked, in what part.

It's just that once in a while Wenie had accompanied him to finish work on their dates. Sometimes he carries a laptop in his car or even in a backpack when he comes with his sport bike.

What he had heard from his friend, Prasetyo worked in a construction company as a financial manager and his career is currently good. That'sallthatis.

Prasetyo could always spoil Wenie with his money even though Wenie almost always refused. He does not like excessive treatment, waste money or anything that stands out.

In contrast to Prasetyo who always wanted to show evidence of his love for Wenie. He felt fine with it all, as if not minding how much he was out of money.

Until one day Wenie heard rumors among friends who knew her lover that she had a fiancee in her hometown and was about to get married.

Then a quarrel ensued between them, the more the day tapered. Every meeting was no longer pleasant, even terrible terrors began to bother him.

Wenie cried bitterly when she learned her cat had died of poisoning after she received a threat from a woman over the phone the night before.

Next Wenie's mother suddenly fell ill with strange symptoms. At that time a neighbor brought his mother to seek treatment on Kyai Basri who said someone sent her for help but misdirected her.

Then his younger brother - Kiki- had a terrible trance. He went on a rampage to kill Wenie, destroy the belongings in the house, and make a furore of one village. His feathers bristled remembering it all as if it had just happened yesterday.