The Love of Mr. Gala

It Looks More Familiar

   Realizing that her words were wrong, Marisha immediately corrected her words. The purpose of his words prohibiting Bima from working is, because Marisha wants Bima to focus on healing.

   After hearing the explanation from Marisha, Bima understood now. “So, how? Do you want me to eat?” Marisha asked again for her offer.

   “Iya, I want,” replied Bima.

   “Well that dong. If you want, yes you want. If not, yes no. Yes already, let's go,” take Marisha.

   Bima followed Marisha out. Initially, Marisha wanted to invite Bima to eat at the front stall of her subscription, but the intention was Marisha undo because the owner of the stall, is an old widow who likes to tease handsome men.

   Marisha did not want the flirtatious widow to tease Bima. It could be that his meal time is disrupted, because the flirtatious widow who asked this and asked to be betrothed to Bima.

   For that, Marisha will invite Bima to eat elsewhere. “Sha, where will you take me to eat?” Bima asked, when her steps did not reach the destination.

   “Emm ... Yes? Where to eat ya?”

   “Why not eat at a restaurant?” Bima tried to make a proposal, anyone knows Marisha agreed.

   “At restaurant? Lo crazy huh? One meal there it, can make me eat a week tau,” nagging Marisha.

   “Continue eating where?” Bima asked innocently again.

   Right now, Bima could only follow wherever Marisha would invite her to eat. Bima doesn't have a penny. So, there was no place he could visit at will. Moreover, his proposal was immediately rejected outright by the girl.

   Not only rejected, Marisha even scolded Bima and said crazy.

   However, Bima was not angry at all. He asked again their purpose, with a plain face.

   “Aha. I know where we will eat,” said Marisha, with a grinning face.

   “Where?” reply Bima, back to ask.

   “Di .. there.” Marisha pointed to a wagon not far from where they were standing.

   “Which has that wagon?” bima asked, also pointing in the same direction.

   Marisha nodded. He then told Bima, if the place is always crowded at night. Marisha often saw the place was always full of buyers. 

   Sometimes, he also felt curious about the taste of the food sold in the cart. However, the number of buyers in line, making him impatient and finally back to eating at his subscription food stall.

   In addition to the subscription, the widow's flirtatious food stall is the food stall closest to home. Because when it's night, Marisha is too lazy if you have to walk far just looking for food.

   According to him, eating anywhere is the same. Marisha did not want to eat in a place where the taste and price he did not know. He does not want to be cheated again. After all, even though the widow of the stall owner was flirtatious to all the men, the taste of the cuisine was good and the price was also affordable.

   Maybe because it has been subscribed for almost 2 years, Marisha is often given fried or free drinks.

   “Night, Sir,” greet Marisha.

   “Night. Neng equally want to order food what?” reply to the seller.

   “I just ate here, Sir. What food is there here?” ask Marisha.

   The fathers of the seller, then showed the menu list in his stall to Marisha. “Neng just as darn sitting inside, while looking around,” said the father of the seller, asking Marisha also Bima to sit in a tenement room, it is used as a place to eat by buyers who want to eat there.

   The place is clean and neat. Buyers can eat there by sitting down. After looking through the menu, finally Marisha's choice fell on roasted chicken and while onion. While Bima, he was a little confused when asked what to eat.

   Not willing to waste a long time looking around again, Marisha even equalized their orders. Bima agreed with the girl's choice.

   Not long after Marisha informed her order, the burning scent was immediately smelled. The smell of the fire is so tempting. Marisha did not stop swallowing saliva, because she was too hungry.

(Plack)

   Marisha hit the hand of Bima who was just about to take food. “What's up? I will have washed my hands,” said Bima, as if knowing the reason the girl hit his hand.

   “Not it.”

   “Terus?”

   “Do’a first if you want to eat,” explained Marisha.

   “Do’a?”

   “Iya. Gini-gini if you want to eat I always do’a. Let the food I eat get into my stomach and make me full .. not into his belly satan.”

   Bima frowned hearing Marisha's words. “Means?” tanyakanya.

   “This is what I tell you. If we want to eat, it is beside us there must be a demon who is ready to accommodate our food if we do not read do’a. Therefore, sometimes you like there tuh .. people have eaten a lot, but not full-fledged. Well, it was eaten by the demon food,” explained Marisha.

   “It's true like that huh? Today there are still demons?” bima timpal.

   “Ya .. I don't know for sure either, but when I was a kid my mom said. Okay, don't think about it. The important thing you read do’a first before eating, let the food also be a blessing,” reply Marisha.

   “O .. Yes.” Sahut Bima's.

   Marisha then guides Bima, to read do’a before eating. After that, the two of them enjoyed dinner voraciously.

…

   With dinner outside, it turned out to make Marisha not feel awkward anymore. Especially after the story about the ghost who took the food earlier, making the two look more familiar.

   “O yes, you don't have to talk to me you're dong, strange to know dengernya. It's so formal. By the way is normal. If you are not used to talking about me, I you are also okay,” advice Marisha, when both are on the way home.

   “I-iya. Thank you for making the deal today. I .. sorry, meaning I ... I will try to work tomorrow so.. let's not take care of you continue,” said Bima, feeling something strange in him when saying such words.

(Plack)

   “It dong dong looking for work, so do not hitchhike free at my house,” timpal Marisha, pat Bima's left arm.

   “Tadi instead of you saying-”

   “Hink, joke. Seriously very alive lo.” Marisha, smile wide.

   Bima was quite surprised, as Marisha said such a thing. Yes, even though Bima really has the intention to find a job. His gaze turned forward, a thin smile then painted on his handsome face.

   “Eh, but .. you don't have to find work first. Really. Yes ... as little as for a few days you are at home first, so your condition is also completely healed. I don't want to, you suddenly fainted at work. There will be even more trouble later,” said Marisha.

   “So?”

   “So, yes you are at home first. Why cake, clean my house cake, cook cake, or whatever it is up to you. Find your own busyness so you are also not too bored.” Advice Marisha.

   “I-iya,” replied Bima.

   “Lo really want?”

   Bima was confused by the girl. Actually, what does Marisha want?