The Love of Mr. Gala
Trouble Blade
After lunch, Marisha did not really prove her intention to sleep all day during her sudden holiday. A close friend of Marisha's who said her zodiac prediction was bad, suddenly contacted her and asked her to return to the cafe.
Today was a really bad day for Marisha. He could only breathe heavily, without being able to protest. The old boss must have asked him to go back to work for some unreasonable reason.
“Gue wants to get back to work again. Lo diem is here. Inget yeah, don't make my house like a broken ship. Watch out if you dare,” threatened, before leaving.
“O yes, if lo laper .. lo can cook one noodle earlier.”
That afternoon, Marisha really left home. He left his home to a man he had just met.
For some reason, Marisha simply believed in the man. What if Bima doesn't really lose her memory? What if after Marisha leaves, Bima does something with her house?
I don't know. Maybe because of the luxury car that Bima previously used, Marisha was sure to leave the house with Bima in it. Precisely what makes Marisha worried is, Bima will make the state of her house a mess.
A few minutes after Marisha left, Bima was confused as to what to do. He is bored if he just keeps quiet. Finally, Bima decided to turn on the TV. News of the accident of a young CEO of a well-known company, became the main topic of the news. In the news, it said if there were no other signs of an accident there.
Police and the media suspect that the accident experienced by the young CEO was a single accident. As for the victims themselves, they are still investigating.
“What other events besides news? Where the content of the news is the same all again,” complained Bima.
He recently changed the TV show he saw to several channels, but the content of the show is almost the same all. News of the accident involving the young CEO of a well-known company.
“Boring,” lamented again.
Because there is no interesting film event, Bima decided to turn it off. Bima then went to the kitchen, because his stomach began to rumble asking to be filled. “So the girl said, cook her noodles plus vegetables. Where are the vegetables?” Bima looked for the vegetable in question, but found nowhere.
“It looks like it's all cooked. Yes, no need to use vegetables if that,” concluded.
One pack of instant noodles cooked without additional vegetables or eggs. It seems, one pack of instant noodles alone, will not make Bima's stomach full. “If from the smell, it looks good.” His comments.
Cooking instant noodles, does not take long. Three minutes, we can enjoy the deliciousness. Finished cooking, Bima then brought the noodles to the dining table. It smells good, makes it taste a few times.
“Try the sauce first deh.”
“Slrrup, ah. Delicious too.” Comments again.
Already tasting the sauce, Bima turned to soft-textured yellow noodles. It didn't take long, the instant food was gone. Even the money is spent.
Finished eating, Bima let the bowl of his former meal remain there. He moved on from there and moved on to the sofa.
The comfort that Bima felt, made her sleepy. That simple sofa became his bed that afternoon.
***
“What? You crazy, Sha? Why would you bring a guy home? What about macem-macem?” Marisha who just finished dropping off the order, shared the story she experienced today with her close friend–Alin.
“Iya deh yes. Sorry. Abisnya I was shocked, pas lo say bring tuh guy to the house,” reply Alin.
“Kok can anyway, you think bring tuh guy to your house? You can take a guy to the police station. Let them find their families, so you don't have to bother taking care of a guy. Easy, right?” abugn.
“Mild-mild. It's easy to just say doang.” Marisha.
Marisha then tells Alin, about all the reasons for not reporting to the police. Because if the police get to know, Marisha not only does not get compensation money, but he could be thrown into prison.
That's why Marisha brought Bima home. Because that's the only place Marisha has.
Hearing his good friend's story, Alin just nodded his head. Because Alin himself must be confused if he is in the position of Marisha. “Means you will stay at home dong tuh guy?” ask Alin.
“Ya ... How else? Did I spend time at your house? No way, right?” reply Marisha.
“Maybe the hell. Later let me talk the same bokap nyokap me, if you want to nginep there.” Sahut Alin's.
Marisha refuses Alin's offer. Even if tonight or a few nights later, Marisha can stay at Alin's parents' house, Marisha will stay one house with Bima. I don't know when, but that's for sure.
Bima's memory loss is natural, not like a scratch wound that has been healed for a few days. Bima will take weeks, maybe even months, to regain her memory.
So, Marisha will still go home and sleep there. They will not sleep in one room either. Marisha can lock the door to her room when night falls.
“Tersubsequently lo deh. How good it is,” said Alin, responding to all the reasons Marisha said.
“O yes, by the way .. whose guy's name? He's not handsome, is he? Lest he be the fathers who already have many more children,” asked Alin, curious about the figure of the man who brought home his close friend.
“Kalo gaffers anyway not. I guess she hasn't married, especially until she has a child. Maybe still single, or .. even already have a girlfriend. I don't know, but if from the looks of it is quite, rather than the old aki-aki,” explained Marisha, then whispered when talking about the old man in question just passed by.
When they looked back, they giggled because they imagined the face of Bima like their old boss. “Indeed lo tetep want to take home tuh boy if he looks rich he?” alin Goda.
“Seed, amit-amit. If his face is like a person, boro-boro is taken home .. I live only him in the streets,” replied Marisha. After that, they both laughed again.
“Eh. What's the name of the guy? Who gave him his name?” Alin asked again, still curious.
Marisha tells Alin that if she wants to see what the man's face looks like, she must go to Marisha's house to see for herself what he looks like.
“Name Bima. I give her the name Bima.”
“Kok Bima's. Reason?”
“Because she emang Bima .. aka cause trouble.”
