The Love of the Duda

TCSD 19: Search Efforts

"This whataaa??? Amused me!!!"

The god put on an amused expression with what was inside his hand. It was the amused effect that made him rush to throw something that he had previously held.

After the market to buy Mara some dresses, Dewa again drove his car to go to the place that so his desire is the beach. In this city is very famous for its beautiful beaches. With the blue sea water, the waves are not too big, white sand and also towering rocks.

In the middle of the journey, God momentarily stopped the speed of his car. The girl whined to buy something that was peddled on the side of the road. Something new was first seen by the Gods and looked so unfamiliar in his vision.

Mara, the young girl was just flabbergasted to see what this man before her was doing. "Sir, what are you doing? Why did you throw it away?"

"Iisssshhhh what is this food? Why is this food sold?"

The gods still look at a food that is so foreign. In his eyes, this food was indeed something so ridiculous. Just seeing him he felt amused. What if it gets into his mouth?

The god who was a little protested with the food that was just first seen it made Mara a little unwell. The reason is, this man threw the food right in front of the seller directly.

"Master, keep talking sir. You shouldn't have said that in front of the seller's father and mother."

"But this is ridiculous. I just saw this food this time."

Mara smiled awkwardly in front of the seller. "I'm sorry, sir, ma'am, this sir just saw this food so he's a little surprised."

The middle-aged pair of sellers were just smiling. "It's okay Ndhuk. Even if your husband knows, there is a lot of protein stored in this fried grasshopper."

Mara gasps. "Sorry Sir, Ma'am... This master is not my husband. She is..."

"Garvah. Is it Ndhuk? Sigaring Lives or often called soul mates?"

Mara was more and more flabbergasted by what this fried grasshopper seller said. For him, both garwa and husband have the same meaning, both have the meaning that this God is his life partner.

"But Sir, Ma'am... This master is neither my husband nor my husband" Mara said, explaining that this God is not her husband.

The pair of sellers threw each other a glance and then both smiled. Then the two turned back to Mara.

"But according to the Father, this Master will be your husband Ndhuk. You guys look so good. You are beautiful and this Master looks very handsome. You guys are going to be a very romantic couple."

"But Sir...."

"Yes sir, aamiin... I want to say this Father. We're definitely going to be a very compatible couple."

Mara's gaze that had previously focused on the fried grasshopper seller, immediately turned towards the God who was beside her. "T-Mr... Why do you want this saying of the Father?"

The god slightly shifted his body. He turned his lips to Mara's ears. Slowly he whispered. "Of course, we're amiinn. Otherwise we are amiinn right, we will be longer in this place. Do you know, if I can't wait to get to the beach?"

The god linked back his gaze towards the fried grasshopper seller. "The total number of fried grasshoppers this girl ate how many sir?"

"Fifteen thousand, sir."

The god took a hundred thousand pieces of money from his wallet, then he gave them to the seller.

The seller's face changed. "Sorry sir, is there any small money? It's early morning and we don't have change yet."

The god just smiled. "No need to return sir. Return to Father only. As well as my apology for having reproached the merchandise that you sold and I threw out right in front of you."

"No problem, sir. That's a commonplace thing, because it's not everyone who likes this fried grasshopper let alone just this once saw it."

"Once again I apologize Sir. Then we'll excuse us."

"Please Mr. Be careful on the road. May you always be happy with this beautiful mother."

The god just gave me a little smile. Then he got into the car followed by Mara and started leaving this place.

On the way, the Gods could not even focus on the wheel. The almost four-headed man's mind was split in two between the focus with the path he was going through, and the face of this woman sitting beside him. The gods almost every minute stole a glance towards this young girl. Although only wearing dresses sold in the market at a price that is not too expensive, but the beauty of this girl does not seem to drown at all.

Mara who caught the God always stole a glance at him could only hold his face. Afraid that something would stick to his face.

There's nothing wrong with your face, maybe what's wrong is my own thoughts. Why do I think you are the most beautiful woman I have ever met? Your face reminds me of some of the women I was close to. But among them, you are even the most beautiful woman.

"Sir, why shut up? Is there something strange on my face?"

"No, there's nothing strange on your face." The god is focused on the path he is going through. "Oh yeah, I guess, how long are we gonna be on the beach?"

"Maximum another half an hour we'll arrive sir."

***

"Is this Mas really going to give us a ride to get to Bogor?"

Pramono who was talking with the son of the owner of the house where he spent the night with Baskara, half did not believe that the son of the owner of this house gave an offer of help for him. After knowing all the stories conveyed by Pram, he offered help to Pram to give a ride to Bogor. Maybe a coincidence or maybe a road of salvation for Pram and Baskara, the son of the owner of this house will send teak logs to the city famous as the city of rain.

"Yes Mas. Sampeyan can join the truck I brought. So Sampeyan didn't have to bother to take the bus from the terminal."

Like getting a durian crumbling, Pram hurriedly nodded his head. "Okay, I'll go with Sampeyan. Thanks again very much."

"Yes, we are both. It's good now Mas and this father immediately clean themselves. Because in two hours we're leaving."

"Good Mas. Thank you very much."

The owner's son walked away. Now there are only Pramono and Baskara left.

"Sir, why do you even look sad? Shouldn't you be happy that you're leaving town soon?"

"Mara!"

Only a word of it came out of Baskara's lips. Maybe now the middle-aged man is so worried about the condition of the child that until now he has not known the news.

"Father need not worry, Mara will definitely be fine. And we'll be reunited soon."

Baskara stared at Pramono's netra with a difficult look to interpret. Perhaps from the look in his eyes, the middle-aged man asked for an affirmation that could slightly calm his heart. And Pramono just nodded his head.

"Come, now we clean the body after that we prepare to leave for Bogor, sir."

***

"I really don't want to be Karta's wife, Mom. I don't want to!"

After the presence of the Karta master, making the young woman who was none other than Puspa thrashed. Because he did not want if until he was the fourth wife of the Karta master. Therefore, from now on, Puspa whined in front of the mother, asking that the mother could soon find Mara.

The look on Tanti's face implied a feeling of great anxiety. As a mother, she also did not want if until her only child became the fourth wife of Karta.

"We have to work hard to find Mara's whereabouts, Pus!"

"Yes, Mom, I know. But where do we start looking for Mara Bu? It could be that the kid's gone out of town."

Replace tapping her index finger on the handle of the wooden chair she was sitting on. He was focused on his own mind. It was like he was feeling an incredible excitement. She was so eager to own the teak land but anyway she did not want if the child became the wife of the Karta master.

"Mother believes that Mara is still in this town. The time given by the Karta boss is quite a lot, so we can focus on finding Mara in this city first."

"All right then, ma'am."

"We begin our search today."

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