The Love of Mas Paijo

Chapter 35: I'm Waiting for You to Come Home!

The euphoric night of their graduation continues. Paijo agreed to buy them food. This time not a saucy meatball Sam, Saras was wanting to eat spicy-spicy.

As a result they chose the stall 'SS', short for like sambal, which is already famous for its sambal variant of more than thirty types.

"Order whatever you want to eat!" paijo jumawa's orders.

Of course the order was received sincerely, sincerely even. Their table was full of food and drinks. Grilled gurami, grilled chicken, grilled duck, krispi mushroom, kale cak, eggplant pecel, various desserts. And sangking kalapnya Saras order additional variety of sambal there.

From sambal onion, sambal terasi, sambal teri, sambal mata, sambal mango muda, sambal Pete, sambal jengkol, to sambal dabu-dabu. Paijo glared in disbelief. If people are going to get drunk after drinking alcohol, Paijo thinks tonight Saras will get drunk on sambal.

"You can have Saraswati's stomach ache!" The one with the warning even raises the eyebrows, flirting. Already several mouthfuls of warm rice along with various sambal had entered into the stomach Saras. But the girl didn't look too pungent. Paijo to the craziness and horror.

"Mas Paijo doesn't know that Saras is spicy? she's the queen of chilli tau."

"So don't be surprised if he often talks spicy, like a swashbuckling mercon."

"Hla the ammo of the chili..." Hayu whose lips have begun to heat up, does not worry to nimbrung.

While the calm Rani chose to eat the herd rather than choking on chili seeds. Must have hurt until the eyes.

"That's fine, try this sambal"

"Sli make a bill!" Saras shreds a tuck of young mango chili. That must have felt spicy mixed with wry. Paijo shook his head, he also liked spicy but still kind-hearted thinking about his stomach which would definitely hurt if eating such chili.

Stomach full, mouth hot burning, eyes watering, ears so suck. Such a spicy sambal indicator can only be recognized by Saraswati. "Huaaahhh. Not cans..."

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After eating a full meal, Rani and Hayu decide to go home. While Paijo and Saras still continue to go around looking for snacks. Saras wants kebabs, just in case the night wakes up and is hungry. He couldn't hold his people hungry. Can be directly dizzy head Barbie.

Deep down there, actually Saras gallon, he means mad. As per his promise to Haji Bagong, after finishing college he will return to Semarang. But how to tell Paijo. Saras felt his mouth stiff, his mind dead.

Paijo, whose sensitivity level is high, started to raise the topic.

"What about after this?"

Saras who had been pretending to focus on observing the kebab that was being excited on the frying pan was a bit jolted. "Huh, what?"

"Your plans after graduation? what's?"

Saras gulped, "Hmm just like the others, looking for work. Let's not be the neighbor's gossip."

Paijo smiled thinly. "Are you going back to Semarang?"

Like breaking a dish Hajjah Maesaroh at home, just as pounding, Paijo's question is simple but heartbreaking. Suddenly Saras' throat became dry. He sucked the ice cappucino cincau that he bought before waiting in line for the kebab.

"Can't you just find a job here?"

"Are you going to leave me?" asked Paijo with a look of water.

"I promised Abah. After college I have to go home."

"I'm also sad, but come on, these few months we can LDR. Same thing, different distances. It's just a little far away." Saras forced a smile and again circulated the gaze on the kebab.

"Are you sure you can?"

"I think I could die if I hadn't seen you for months."

"Damn, I didn't realize I was crazy about you."

"Then, why don't you come home. Don't you miss your house?"

"Huh, I can't go home. You forget, I swore I wouldn't go home before I got rich,"

Paijo had told Saras about his relationship with his father that was not good. Saras repeatedly advised Paijo to give in, but he still insisted on refusing. "Rich monkey? or like a siamang?"

"I don't know what your father used to treat you, but I do know that no matter how wrong the parents, as children, it is our duty to give up."

"Go home and apologize, I'm sure no parent really hates his child." Paijo remained silent.

"You believe me, though we'll still have to struggle with this relationship. I'm going to try, until we both get parental blessing."

"Sorry, this is the kebab."

Saras received the parcel and handed the seller some money. Sangking sadly, Saras and Paijo are not aware of the place. Whether they understand or not their conversation. Tonight, though the stomach is full, Saras' heart is not happy.

"When are you coming home?"

After that there was no more conversation, Saras drowned in grief. He could only hug Paijo tightly while piggybacking. Poking his head on Paijo's wide back. Paijo the same, silent and just focus on the night road that began to quiet. It was as if that night they were going to split up.

The next day they still met. Paijo is not working. He chose faithfully to be Saras' taxi man this week. Take him to campus and wherever Saras wants. And help her pack this and that.

"Nothing's left, is it?"

"There must be." answered Saras quickly.

"What?"

"My heart, left for Mas Paijo."

"Hish, you are! I can still joke when we're parting ways soon."

"I'm serious, you're not leaving in debt!"

"Dark, Paijo! I want to go back to Semarang. Not to die!"

"Buck...!" Paijo glanced sharply, because Saras' mouth was blown away.

"Hehe. Yes sorry Mas Paijo."

"Finally, you talk like I'm going to die. Indiscriminately, I don't want to die yet, before our love story is happy ending."

"Haha.thank you..."

"Thank you for trying, I will try too. So LDR fighters"

"Spirit Yoh! We can!" said Paijo, which contains sarcasm.

They chuckle later, who would have thought of refusing an arranged marriage, continuing to fight and curse, being able to turn into a fall in love and having to fight for their relationship. If they can read the future, surely when in the first match they yes.

Although it feels heavy, Paijo still let go of Saras. He himself will take Saras to the train station. Saras bids farewell to Hayu and Rani and the boarding mother of course, they hug while crying as they please.

"Take good care of yourself, remember us if you eat again!" hau's last message unleashed Saras' departure. Which was only responded with a nod of the head because Saras was still sobbing.

"Yes, don't forget to invite us if you want to get married. As far as we can go, we'll try to come." Saras hugged his best friend tightly. Reluctant to let go if you do not remember the departure time of the train.

Along the way he hugged Paijo's arm. This time Paijo rented another car remembering Saras' luggage two large suitcases and one large backpack. "Don't cry anymore, your eyes are so swollen. It will hurt!"

Paijo's arm was wet because Saras' tears had not stopped.

"Hiks.hiks... hicks... "

Srooot....!

Saras wiped his nose because the snot that followed flowed.

"Yesterday sage, GPP is only a little different distance. Now even the crybaby gini!"

"If you don't want to go home, don't go home." Paijo was also sad, but he was embarrassed to cry in front of Saras. Cry later when you are in the room.

Not answering much less arguing as usual. Saras kept crying. Satisfy her cries, before reaching the station.

"Hiks.. hiks.. I go home first Mas, I wait for you to come home too, as soon as possible!"

After saying goodbye, they must be willing to separate. The iron-wheeled train slowly left the station. Saras waved from the train window. At the moment, he feels like the character of Anjeli played by Kajol in the film Kuch-Kuch Hota Hai. Paijo could only stand glued, with teary eyes.

I love you Saraswati, love you so much, love you,

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