The Love of Mas Paijo

Chapter 45: The Fading of Anger

Saras felt his head boiling, he needed a cold one to balance the emotions. Hajjah Maesaroh who saw the behavior of his daughter could only shake his head. Saras was still standing in front of the refrigerator and was in the mood to drink a large bottle of cold water in one gulp.

"Aghbhhh...." Saras rubbed his wet lips.

Still with wonder Hajjah Maesaroh asked, if during the day he must be understood but it is night. Which man is a night of thirst like a man who has not drunk for centuries. "Do you drink what you want to be a barking cow?"

Instead of answering Saras even symptoms, ruffling his own hair like a person who has a lot of tumo aka hair lice. "Aaaaaaa..hiks...hix....aaaaa....." Saras whines, does not answer his mother and instead moans up to the second floor to the room. Hajjah Maesaroh looked up, his mouth up mangap-mangap, not knowing what happened to his son.

flashback...

After the business of meeting with Fatimah's mother was finished, Paijo decided to return to Semarang. Mumpung there are still Father and stepmother who take care of Cak Sam. Before he left, Paijo apologized to Burhanudin, Jo's father. The man just nodded, still cold because it was his true nature. Salma was so moved that she shed tears. It's okay even though it still looks stiff, at least he's relieved Paijo already wanted to apologize first. Over time Salma hoped that the warmth of the Father-son relationship could be re-established.

Arriving at home, Paijo observed every corner of his house that he had left for more than a year. Paijo's room is well maintained. Who else if not Salma who takes care of it. After taking a bath and taking a short rest Paijo wanted to see Saras immediately. Paijo already knows what time Saras usually comes home. So he waited for her in front of Saras' house. Not immediately visited, Paijo still considering the heart of Haji Bagong. In case the person is shocked. Because until now their relationship is still behind the scenes.

Despite having to wait a long time, Paijo sincerely born inner. But when he saw Saras coming out of a black car. Paijo was shocked and unreserved of the afterlife. From a distance Paijo could observe if the two people were like they were in a dispute. Saras looks angry. And the man tried to persuade him. Then who is that guy? what's their relationship? has Saras been cheating on him all this time? The question raged in Paijo's mind. Intending to give suprise even he himself was surprised. His hands clenched as it held back emotions. He was obviously disappointed and angry.

flashback off's...

Paijo stopped seeing Saras that night. After returning from Saras' house he chose to be alone on the beach. The waves and the gusts of the night wind became Paijo's friend. Paijo had no intention of drowning himself, he was already immersed with his own thoughts.

His phone vibrated, Saras' name perched there. Paijo was still reluctant to talk to the girl. He placed his phone on the sand and re-enlightened the pitch-black horizon line. Far away is there what kind of life? has everyone in the world ever felt the same pain? His phone turned back on and vibrated repeatedly. Paijo starts huffing, he calls or terrorizes. After the twenty-eight call, Paijo began to flinch.

"WHAT?!!!!!" replied Paijo who immediately insisted when he received a phone call from Saras.

There Saras was quite surprised, but he was also upset, so he did not want to lose he was also behind the insistence. "WHAT ARE YOU AGAIN?! I just called you unhealed! I need you again!" Saras nerocos talks without punctuation or comma. Did not hear the sahutan from Paijo Saras softened. His voice was weak and he sounded frustrated. "I want to tell you again and I want to tell you..."

"What story?"

"Speak that you got a man's car home?"

The deg!

saras' heart seems to be coming off. Where does Paijo know, his inner. Did he send a spy? or install CC TV without his knowledge. "Aaa.. What do you mean?"

Or maybe Paijo came home?

"Where are you, huh?"

"Why? does it matter to you where I am!"

Samar Saras heard the waves, if Paijo came home, Saras knew where he was.

Ngebum Beach.

"Wait for me there, don't go!" Paijo did not answer, Saras turned off the phone.

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"MAS JO!"

Paijo turned his head without getting up from his seat, not expecting Saras to catch up with him here. Saras ran over and approached. It was nice to see Saras from a close range. But he had not forgotten that his heart had just been hurt. Paijo was still cold. Wipe your face and prefer to look at the horizon again.

Then Saras chose to sit next to Paijo. Somewhat hesitant but he believes Paijo will not throw him out. This is a public place not just his, where he can drive out.

A few seconds later Paijo opened his mouth "How did you know I was here?"

"You forgot I'm a smart girl? just by hearing the pounding waves, I'm sure you're on this beach." replied Saras casually. Angry and tired emotions as if flying in the wind. He was very happy Paijo came home, if the man he loved was not as cold as ice crystals, maybe since came Saras had jumped to embrace him.

Paijo did not respond to Saras' jokes. If you can request if you are angry, Paijo should stay angry. Saras is ready to be rumored but just don't be quiet like this. Saras was confused himself.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you yesterday, but I'm the same Mr. Jamal has nothing to do with it. He's the assistant boss in the office, he's trying to get close to me. But I never responded,"

"I tried to avoid it and ignore it."

"But shit, it was right home my motorcycle tire leaked. So Mr. Jamal maksa sent him home." Really forced, not just offered up, Saras did not lie.

"Well, what, you see?"

"Aren't you nyamperin?"

Paijo's still quiet sucks. Saras wanted to bite his arm. "I've explained hlo, you're still quiet and I need you how?"

Paijo kept silent as he thought, if he could trust Saras. What if he was just being played? During this time Paijo never had a girlfriend, Saras first boyfriend and since conscious with his own feelings he had intended to make Saras the last as well.

"Borrow hp' you..."

Saras breathes rough, Paijo ketus, Saras does not like. Saras held out his phone, wanted to be flanked Saras already resigned.

Paijo scrolls Saras's cell phone. Checking anyone who diligently chat through WhatsApp. One contact became his rival. The contact's name was Mr. Jamalga. Right he is, his name is Jamal. Paijo opened the message one by one, many and almost every day and every time. Good morning, good afternoon, good night, Paijo wonder he's the assistant boss what shop doorman welcome the buyer?

I can't sleep tonight,

it's not that I'm not sleepy

but my mind won't stop thinking about you...

"Mas hp' me..."

Paijo just glanced at it and handed the phone to its owner. Saras is concerned. Want to cry it feels. It has been kept like this, plus the hp casing meleot. Not damaged or broken, hp Saras can still be lit. But the rear body is very clearly meleot almost curved, because it is held with super strength Paijo.

"Have seen it for myself, though he chatted a lot, but I don't even bales."

"Well, do you believe it?"

"I'm not cheating on you" Saras quietly waited for Paijo Paijan's answer.

"Block the number! if he still dares to bother you, you better just get out. Don't work."

"if I don't work, I don't have a job. Often the henchmen at home can-can be tomorrow I get married!" Sebal also turned out to be Saras.

Paijo looked straight at Saras with one question. "What do you mean?"

"You forgot, when in Malang I was betrothed to Bambang. The matchmaking failed, but that doesn't mean Abah changed her ideals."

"Still the same, do not stop looking for a mate for his beautiful child this beautiful..."

Paijo pulled a thin smile, "Huh! What a beautiful beauty?"

"It sucks!"

Ah... Saras smiled widely. If that's the case, Paijo means approaching sane. Saras is happy if Paijo returns sane alias not angry anymore. "Mas Paijo if the jealousy is terrible!" goda Saras's.

Then Saras looked at his fate again. "Look at Mas, casing hp me up bent gini."

Paijo glanced over and still felt innocent. "It's still good for you, I didn't throw it into the sea!"

It is also true that if thrown at sea, Saras will be troubled. Many important contact numbers are stored there. Saras doesn't bother. "Huh.yeah Alhamdulillah," forced by Saras sincerely.

Anxious Paijo held Saras in his arms. He was so missed. Hugging is getting tighter accompanied by the pounding waves and the increasingly strong beach wind makes Saras' hair fall apart. Paijo diligently inserted a strand of Saras' hair behind his ear. Satisfyingly looking at every stroke on Saras's face. The fury had already peaked. One thing they both realize. They really love each other.

"Well home, you got a bike?" Saras.

"So riding the motorcycle, I was telling you, the motorcycle tire was leaking. Don't know what his fate is. The office driver."

"Yes, come home. I'm anterin' home."

"I don't want to go straight home" Paijo wondered, "where was the night."

"You ask me to eat first, I'm hungry from home not yet to eat."

Paijo sizzled, "Ah. If my girlfriend is eating. Let's find a good meal first. What do you want to eat?"

They walked off the beach. Walk hand in hand. "How about Jamal's fried rice on the edge of Kalibendo?

It's good to have Abah there."

"No way, I hate people named Jamal!"

Saras laughed out loud. "Switch the corner..."

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note: *Ngebum Beach is original there yes, in the Kaliwungu-Kendal area.

*Kalibendo is also the name of the street in Kaliwungu

so not limited to the road, I want to invite you to visit my area.

Please gogling aja, who are curious about the same 'Kaliwungu santri town'

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