THE HEART PILLAR 3 KNIGHTS

Belantara Rasa (5)

Through the foggy morning of the blind, even without rain like the nights before. Hanin immediately jumped down from the early bus he was riding on. Then it rushed towards the rear of Fehlchlagen Cafe, and entered through there. The two assistant cooks who were picketed that day seemed a little surprised to see him coming.

" I borrowed the kitchen for a while" he said, smiling sweetly at the two young men.

" I think we had the wrong day" said one of them.

Hanin laughed as he slowly shook his hand. He immediately went to the kitchen and struggled with various materials. Starting from removing from storage, measuring them one by one until then making the dough. Four hundred and fifty grams of high-protein wheat flour, two teaspoons of active yeast, and one hundred and eighty milliliters of warm water. With the help of a dugh-making stirring machine that has a hook tip like Mr. pirate's hand. Hock, he's starting to make dough.

Occasionally he glanced at the wall clock, making sure his time management did not miss. Deftly while waiting for the break time for his dough _end, he began to mutilate with the adorable sweet of French bread. Sweep the surface with butter that has been mixed with garlic powder and a little sweet fragrant tarragon leaves. He arranged it neatly on a baking sheet, then roasted it with a small flame.

Then switch on the dough that has enough rest. Then start dividing it in six equally large circles. Then form it like a long pipe, then spin it in two turns. Perfectly, Hanin smilingly stared at his first bretzel. But soon after he jumped up because he remembered something.

Her tiny body moved quickly, grabbed a flat pan and then filled it with water. Add two teaspoons of baking soda as well as one tablespoon of salt. Then start boiling it. While waiting for the boil to boil, he continued to choose his dear bretzel.

" Bretzel Chef? ... Did you forget that there was a special order ? ", one of his assistant's young men asked.

" Ah no .. just want to give a gift to a friend ".

" Oh .. need my help ? ".

" Thank you Ameer .. This is almost done ", he subtly rejected the young man from Iraq.

" If need .. don't hesitate chef", the young man assured.

" Ah yes .."., ", it seems like Hanin remembered something. " Can you help me make a hot drink suitable for my garlic bread and bretzel ?. But not Coffee.... ".

" What if milk ? ", Ameer offers.

" I guess. This is for adult men ... who prefer warm water ... any suggestions ? ".

Ameer seemed to be frowning. Like his this man was really thinking of something that should be fitting to accompany the breakfast dish made by his head chef this time.

" What about black tea with a little honey and fresh lemon slices ? ", ameer finally offered.

" Aha... nice!. Can you make me a big cup, please ? ".

" For you? ... Now ? ", hurry up Ameer.

" For my friend who is leaving for Heidelberg. It's still hot and fresh ".

" A ready chef.. with pleasure' heart ".

" Thank you so much Ameer ".

The young man who was only a year younger than him also seemed to smile happily like he was now. Ah ... imagine the aroma of black Tea with fresh lemon, felt his spirit like it had been filled to the brim.

But it wasn't until fifteen minutes, Ameer had come back. Just as he was lifting the last bretzel of the soda and salt water stew. Fragrant black tea that makes his nose kembis full of spirit.

" This is for you chef. Which for your friend I immediately keep in hot durable jar. I squeeze the lemon, so that there is no bitter taste ". Said the young man while putting a cup of tea with a slice of lemon on it.

" Thank you Ameer ".

" Black Tea, the tea with the most oxidation process, thus creating a stronger theine that will make the person who drinks it will be more literate. Tea can pump energy to prepare for activities all day ".

" Right .. right.. You're very smart", praise Hanin while taking a sniff of the golden brown liquid.

" Hey.you taught me chef. Did you forget ? ".

" Huh. Ha. ha. ha. ha. I completely forgot to teach you that ".

" Herba Philosophy .. I recorded his chef ... fine in my head ".

Hanin messed up both of his thumbs. Ameer laughs and then decides to finish his job. Having previously placed one jar of hot volume maybe around the shiny red tigaratus milliliter, on the table near a beautiful container that will be used as a place of various bread that is being made.

The savory aroma of garlic is now friends with the aroma of butter and the sweet aroma of cinnamon. Hanin deliberately made some variations to her bretzel. In addition to the original with a spread of egg yolks and sea salt, he also sprinkled sesame seeds on a sweep of butter, Ricotta cheese, and also chocolate cream. Because he didn't know which one the man would like.

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Six o'clock in the morning past fifteen minutes Berlin time, Haidar out of his room. Wearing a brown coat with combed hair. But he looks more handsome because of the hair's slight mess. Stand up for a moment when it is right in front of the next room door. He doubted whether he should say goodbye first.

" Haid .. ", Sabrina's voice came from the end of the stairs. " Your witness is waiting.I'm sorry, there's no breakfast. If this Sunday Bu Karti holiday ".

" It's okay mba .. later I have breakfast on the train ".

" Hanin had wanted to help, but apparently he had been going to his cafe since dawn. Like there's something important ".

" Oh .." and Haidar just gawked. Like losing two of his ten lives, he was dumbstruck with a half-pale face.

" Next week you come back here again, right ? ", back Sabrina asked . " Hey .... Menstruation.... Haider ... ".

" Eh . oh. don't know' mba, we'll see later ". Haidar was half-enraged, while Sabrina just smiled looking at him.

" Go out .. be careful. I'll be your side, whatever you need ...".

And the warm embrace of the good brother made Haidar fully awaken from the daze. He replied warmly.

" Putkan on the beloved Ambassador mas ya. And.. I'm waiting for the full story about Nania.... Hanin I mean ".

" Haidar.if you are sincere and he is your soul mate. So is nature that will always give you a sign ".

And Haidar then passed by in a taxi. Waving his hands at Sabrina who delivered up to the gate. His heart that had shrunk because it was a little disappointed, now as if they were back. Sabrina's words re-ignited her passion for life. Thank you brother.

Unlike weekdays, the atmosphere of Berlin's streets is a bit quieter. Maybe because it was still early morning. Haidar's trip was so smooth to arrive at the train station. It only takes twenty minutes. That means there are still more than twenty minutes left until the train leaves.

" .... he has been going to his cafe since dawn. Like there's something important ". Haidar remembered Sabrina's words.

Then the coordination of his heart and brain also brought a pair of long legs that retraced the road to Fehlchlagen Cafe. It's a cozy, warm place, and more than that, there's the Nania_nya. But then he was disappointed.

The door, made of wood with a brick accent on the edge, is still tightly closed. Full glass walls that should be able to penetrate his view, still tightly closed can be maroon color curtains that match with bricks and wooden doors. There were no signs of life there.

But it seems like it is not time for the shops and shops in the area to open, it is still too early. There is only a minimarket with branded letters 'C' and 'K' striking that has been opened. Then Haidar decided to return to his main goal. And this was the second time he was struck by disappointment, this early.

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Berlin Hauptbanhof Station, a major railway station with a modern design. Made with mostly thick steel and glass material, thus saving cost for lighting. On Sunday morning it was starting to look crowded. The people who passed by, there were even small children running along Selasar towards the entrance. Most of them are people who will travel with family members who deliver.

The ayu girl was still standing uneasily, she repeatedly stuck out her neck. When his pair of eyes did not find what he was looking for he sighed in annoyance. Stupid!. You stupid.

Then suddenly ... rang out a ring that was very well known to Indra listeners. A foreign number. Ah... ready anyway ? don't know if it's messed up like this, it means itself. And he really didn't want to answer that call.

Meanwhile there, still outside the magnificent building that looks bright by the reflection of its own glass. Haidar seemed to be looking back at his mobile phone. It was as if he was considering something very heavy. He even stopped his steps again.

' He must be so busy he can't take my calls. I'd better leave a message '.

_Nania it's me, Haidar. See you soon. Please keep my number. Maybe I'll call you sometime._

And Haidar again decided to press the dial button once again. He smiled wryly and again stopped his call as the three rings passed without an answer. With a wry smile, he stepped into the entrance of Berlin Hauptbanhof Station.

Meanwhile the ayu girl became increasingly upset and agitated, because time had already shown at seven. That means he's been waiting here thirty minutes and twenty-four minutes on the train to Heidelberg. And he got even more screwed up as his phone roared back and shook calling for attention.

Who the hell did he mean back, but when he had decided to answer, the call stopped. But then the notification of incoming messages is heard. He immediately opened a new message from a foreign number who repeatedly called him.

" Astaghfirullah .... ". His pair of round eyes widened perfectly. Now he nervously called back the caller he had intentionally ignored earlier.

" Ha-hello .. ".

" Hello Nania, sorry .. I'm idling you huh ? ", the heavy voice was heard across the street.

" Where are you? ... I waited for you since ... you ..... ".

It was Hanin Hanania who with one hand tote the bag where a box of breakfast and a cup of warm tea was stored. While one more hand holds the mobile phone that is now near the ear. But he suddenly fell silent, as his pair of eyes caught the figure he had been waiting for.

While Haidar felt that distance was stifling. The girl in front of him, how much he wanted to run immediately. The pearl-clear beauty was waiting for her, with a look on her face and a smile that implied relief. Of course it can't help Haidar curb his own smile.

" You waiting for me ? ", he said happily that was not hidden anymore.

" He'eh ... ". Her nania nodded, so adorable. " Want to give this to mas. thanks for bringing souvenirs from my mother ".

" What is this ? ", Haidar asked enthusiastically.

" Breakfast ... eum. thanks for treating my finger ".

Oh my God .. why is she so sweet. So she disappeared since dawn to make breakfast for me ?.

Haidar felt his heart jump up and down, as well as his heart. He was also unable to resist the twinkle in his eyes which kept making his lips smile not stop.

" You ... ah, you must be bothered. Thank you very much ... thanks ... I love it ".

Hanin laughed widely, as he stretched out the paper bag. Which was immediately received with vigor by Haidar.

" I exchange tickets first.. Can you wait a minute ? ".

Hanin nodded, and let the man pass hurriedly towards a machine. Sometimes the man looked over and smiled warmly at her. Ah .... Good and handsome brother, so inner. And he repeatedly returned the smile that the man threw at him.

While the flowery Haidar felt all the sophistication of this technology no one supported his desire to immediately be able to dart beside his Nania again. Everything feels slow. But he was finally able to get back to Nania.

" It's fragrant... heeem savory, what is it ? ".

" Later see it itself fit already on the train. There's a drink too ".

" It must be delicious ... Thank you very much ".

Nania nodded while blushing. Because Haidar stroked the top of his head. It felt like being a puppy. Like being spoiled with his master. Even the long and large fingers are now back down his cheeks, then tuck the naughty hair to return neatly tucked behind the ears.

Then came two children aged eight and ten who were running around happily. No matter the atmosphere that started to get crowded. Make one of them tucked in his steps. Then the limp body went uncontrollably and slid down heavily on Hanin. It hit the back of the body hard enough and pushed Hanin away.

The incomparable impact energy certainly made the minor energy follow the direction of the major energy, and made Hanin unstoppable to the front. But that one burly arm was swiftly guarding him. Even the chest that field was holding him back as well. And Hanin Hanania, is now fully in the arms of Haidar.

" Sorry sir, "please ask the two boys while running away.

Haidar nodded, but his heart was very grateful to the two little angels. Thanks to them, he could feel the soft fresh fragrance from his Nania hair. He could even feel the warmth of his tiny body. Why does it feel so tight on his arm, and also on his chest. And his male instincts are asking to tighten that hug.

" I'm leaving yeah ... don't cry anymore. If anyone bothers you again. I'll beat him up ". His whisper softly.