The Love of Kalila

Mood Change

Not waiting for a long time, Om Jo who was preparing to sleep, took a moment to visit his beloved nephew. Because basically after the day of Lila's welcome, they did not engage in intense chatter. How not, very early in the morning om Jo has gone to work, met also just for breakfast a little.

"Lila.." call her and knock on her niece's door.

There was no response from Lila's room. But a loud voice sounded. The girl had just come down her bed and stepped into the door to open the door and greet her uncle.

"Can you come in for a second, Lil?" ask Om Jo. Then I told Lila. They both went in together. Lila sat back in bed while Om Jo sat on the single sofa in the corner of the room.

"Why om?" ask Lila first.

"Om just gonna see how you are. How's it? It's good not here? A year?" ask Om Jo slowly.

"About me. Om the same aunt who told me to eat, "do not forget he answered while joking.

"Then if you are at home, why do you continue to be moody? Any issues?" ask Jo to come back carefully.

"It's okay, um. I'm just tired and not fit. You know, I like being sick. Hehehe," he chanted again with an unquenchable laugh.

"You sick? Om call mama yes, let him tell you what drugs you usually consume," Om Jo began to panic and was about to rise up to take his cellphone which he did not know where he put it.

"Don't, om! If your phone call can be excited. I know myself how Mom. He could fly here tonight."

After considering Lila's words, Om Jo justifies his sister's behavior. Then he abandoned his intention to call his sister.

"Yaudah if you are just tired, but if for example you have a problem, do not hesitate the same story om, aunt, Nana is also there for your brain. Don't hold your own. If you can finish, try to finish. If you can't, remember to tell me. Yea?" order Om Jo before he exits Lila's room and returns to let the girl rest.

Although Om Jo's heart is a little bad about this, either Lila is hiding something, or the child is indeed sick.

"Good morning!!" greet Lila cheerfully who just finished shower then went down to the kitchen when Bik Nah and Bu Misha cook for breakfast.

"Morning!!!" welcome Miss Miss is also no less cheerful. "Are you better, baby?"

Lila nodded slowly, confirming Miss Mis's question. Do not forget the bright smile reflected from the corner of his lips.

"Thank God, my aunt and everyone were so worried when they heard you were sick. Now you're awake? It's still morning."

"Bantuin cook, aunt. I'm tired of sleeping in bed, it's time for my body to move, aunt. I was so stiff," he said, moving his shoulders.

"Here, jaudah here. You peeled potatoes with carrots huh. Aunty wants to make chicken soup."

Lila took out a knife and skinned the potatoes that were already available on the table. The cheerful face he had just shown, was bent back when no one noticed. Yes, that cheerful face was just a mask, so that everyone in this house would not worry and continue to ask what happened. Because every time there is a question 'you why?', Lila's mind immediately reflected on the events that removed her virginity. Unknowingly, her tears almost came out. He hurriedly wiped his eyes.

The breakfast was over, and the atmosphere returned as usual, where he was alone at home. Again and again Lila pondered. This time, he locked the door to his room. So that if Bik Nah who is busy pacing back and forth does not complain anything to the host.

And Lila was still faithful to lie on the bed while looking at the card Marcel gave her that she always held. His head was stuck, not finding a single solution to be free from the situation. The problem is not in the amount of money, but the risk of the choices he has made.

There is no way that Lila complained that she had raped Marcel to her family, then demanded that Marcel be held responsible. And everyone knows, Marcel's a man who's married. Again she was crying. Drown his face under the pillow so that the sound of crying pain is not heard from all directions.

"Non," knocked Bik Nah to the door of Lila's room which seemed to still understand the girl's turmoil.

"Yes, Bi."

Lila flicked the wet pillow and took out a tissue to wipe her tears. Pretend to put an instant face mask to cover his puffy face. Then he opened the door of his room and welcomed Bik Nah who did not know what to do.

"Non, I still think the same non Lila. Non Lila want to take a walk to a quiet place? Let me take Mr. Budi."

Lama Lila replied, but out of courtesy he accepted the offer. He also needs to calm down.

He asked for a moment to wash his face and change his clothes. After that Lila sauntered to the front door and saw Mr. Budi who had stayed in front of the black rush car, owned by Om Jo.

"Come, Sir!" lila exclaimed impatiently with the face of a smile on the old man.

Mr. Budi drove the car wherever he wanted while telling him whatever he found during the trip. But none of it got into Lila's ears because the girl was thinking about something else.

"It's noon, Non. Want to have lunch first? Responsibility if we go home, Non," said Mr. Budi after he was tired of bribery.

"Okay, sir," replied Lila in spirit.

And Mr. Budi turned the car into a cafe very close to the sea. While eating, you can also enjoy the peaceful view of the sea.

"Well, the taste of the Father." quipped Lila who was amazed when the parents knew the place loved by young people.

"I used to drive non Nana here, non. So tau. Please come in, non. I waited at the front coffee shop while playing the same chess as my father. Later if Non Lila is done, just call, non."

Lila nodded and walked into the cafe.