The Love of Mr. Gala

Bima Goes from Home

   The night was getting late, when the two of them arrived home. Marisha went straight to her room. While Bima, also directly lying on the sofa. Tired of walking far too.

   Before Bima closed her eyes, the door to Marisha's room opened again, revealing a girl carrying something in both hands.

   “Bima,” call him.

   “Iya.” Sahut Bima, immediately sit down.

   “This is no pillow equal blanket. Sorry yes, I just gave you a pillow as a blanket now,” said Marisha, giving what she brought.

   “Nothing. Sorry, it makes you bother,” reply Bima.

   “Ya. I'm going in first yes.”

   Today, it was the first time there was a man living in Marisha's house. For the first time too, there was a man accompanying her night sleep. Yes, although different rooms.

   At least, Marisha felt that someone was guarding her. Just like his father did before. With the presence of Bima in the house, as if presenting a guardian figure in Marisha's life.

   While Marisha and Bima were sleeping quietly and comfortably, in another place a middle-aged woman could not even close her eyes.

   The accident and the disappearance of the son, made the middle-aged woman uneasy and worried all day. All the famous hospitals in Jakarta have been visited, but there are no patients with the name Gala Fernando there.

   The discovery of the phone was also Gala's wallet, making the middle-aged woman even more worried. Because that means, there is no money or communication tools that Gala currently has.

   “Ma. Mama rest first. It's night, tomorrow we find Gala's sister again.”

   “How can mama rest, if your sister only we do not know how she is. He is fine or not, has eaten or not, can sleep well or not. Mama's worried, Lala.”

   “Should we not tell Mr Mala too, Ma?” said the girl called Lala, giving advice.

   “Do not. Your brother is already married. She also has just two weeks with her husband living in Surabaya. It is not good if we suddenly ask him to return to Jakarta. Besides, Mala is pregnant now. It is not good if news like this, heard by women who are pregnant young.”

   “Continue now how should we, Ma?”

   “You rest. Tomorrow we look for Gala again.”

…

   It was not the sound of birds chirping or the gusts of wind that woke him up. Except for the noise, also the smell of the charred that made him immediately wake up and run out.

   Regardless of her hair and disheveled appearance, Marisha ran out of the room. “Bima,” screams suddenly surprised the owner of the name.

   “What have you done, huh? Why do you make my kitchen like a ship broke gini anyway?” cheers, directly.

   “Sorry,” says Bima, down.

   “Lo it really wants to do the hell early in the morning gini already made a mess?”

   “A-I .. I'm just a peeper-”

   “What driver? Want to make my house angry? Yes, so?” Again Marisha accused Bima without evidence. Scolding the man, Marisha has done it since.

   “Cuma peeper make you breakfast,” clear Bima.

(Deg)

   Marisha immediately flinched.

   So that's why Bima made such a mess in the morning?

   After telling her the reason, Bima went straight out. I don't know where the man went, which must have made Marisha regretful for scolding him.

   “Aaah, why can't I control my emotions anyway?”

   “Emang really yes who Bima talked about yesterday?! If I always think negatively and like to accuse people without proof.”

   Since the day had started to take a nap, Marisha decided to take a bath and prepare, instead of looking for Bima.

   Fifteen minutes later, Marisha comes out of her house to go to work.

   Out there, Marisha did not see the figure of Bima anywhere. I don't know where the man went. In fact, Marisha has traced the road starting from home to her workplace.

   “Sha. Lo why the hell? From morning I noticed that I was nervous. What was? Do you think about your mother ade-ade lo in the village?”

   “Neg. That's not what I think it is now.”

   “Terus what? Not usually loh lo fidget like gini.”

   “Bima, Lin. Bima went from home,” bright Marisha.

   “Hah? Fleeing you mean? How can? How much money did you take away from each guy?”

   Just like Marisha, Alin also directly accused Bima of doing bad things, just by hearing one sentence.

   “Not that I mean, Alin.”

   Marisha told me what happened at her house this morning. After knowing the true story, Alin now back scolded his good friend.

   Alin even scares Marisha, saying that Bima may be in the police station and has reported Marisha's actions.

   It is not physical violence that Marisha did, but the psychic Bima that Marisha hurt.

   Moreover, Bima is still a patient who needs treatment. “Lo don't want me. No way Bima reported me to the police,” nagging Marisha.

   “What's impossible anyway, Sha? Kan lo himself said .. if Bima asked you to make a responsibility because it had made him lose his memory. Indirectly, you make him wretched, right?!”

   “Ah, rese lo. Not bantuin, even my mojok-mojokin,” complained Marisha.

   “Ya, yes. Later in the afternoon I help deh .. make nyari tuh guy.”

   “Kok later afternoon anyway? Dong kelama. Later if he hunted how?” marisha.

   “Ya continues .. you want to find her now, so? It's still noon, Sha. Do not want if the old aki-aki is getting angry?”

   That's true what Alin said. If the boss is angry because Marisha left the working hours again, not the compensation he had to pay, but his status as a cafe employee could have floated.

   Although worried, Marisha had to be patient until her working hours were over. After that, he could search for Bima.

   A few hours later, Marisha did not need to be patient anymore. His work hours are over. Marisha and Alin leave the cafe and immediately look for Bima.

   Because it is not yet known what the face of the man who lives in Marisha's house, making Alin difficult to find the man.

   “Sorry, Mom. Do you see men who are about this tall, cute, continue to wear brown shirts?” Marisha asked everyone she met along the way.

   Unfortunately Nil. None of them had ever seen the man with the traits that Marisha described.

   “Where is dong, Lin? It's getting dark, where else should we go to Bima?” marisha asked, feeling frustrated.

   “Propay yes, Sha. Let's try to find it over there. Maybe, we can find him.” Advice Alin.

   “But I'm tired, Lin. Permission I rest awhile yes,” pinta Marisha, then sit on the side of the road.

   Marisha is very sorry. He should not accuse Bima of that. In fact, Bima's intention is good.

   However, whatever Bima said and did, looked wrong in Marisha's eyes.

   “This, drink first.” Marisha seemed to recognize the voice of the man.

   “Bima?”