The Love of the Former

DCSM chapter 8

I have the lyrics of a clock hanging on the wall. 15.20 Minutes. I've been working more than my hours. I approached Buna as my partner in the kitchen clean. Think of it as a diversion of responsibility for the front kitchen to him because my clock is done.

"Sir, I go home first. For seasoning ingredients I have prepared. The blender dates are all kept cooked. If it gets crowded, ask for help to enter the chiller. Let me do it tomorrow morning. The sugar from the drink has also just matured. Only sugar makes syrup. There's still a quarter of a jar."

"Ok sip Ar, I'll keep the rest. I continue this first make lumpia skin the same ingredients all. I saw only 5 pieces of skin."

"Hehe, yes mbak. I haven't had time to make it yet. Yes, I said it first, mbak."

"Yes." Yeah." Her speech.

After saying goodbye to my friends in the kitchen. I walk through the alley beside the restaurant through the back of the mosque to the hotel office.

In the outer lobby, Mas Eksan was sitting chatting with Mas Wawan. I don't know what they're talking about seems very serious.

"Mas." Call me while you keep moving closer.

"Eh is free duty Ar?, em here just yes we chat. It's okay, right?"

I sat down beside Mas Eksan. Look at the television that is off the wall. Wawan left when we stayed for a moment.

"What the hell is it, mas?" My breath heard.

Mas Eksan turned his head towards me and started talking.

"What is your relationship with the Imam, what?"

"And you don't love him that much. You better get away."

I looked at Eksan in disbelief. As if what I heard just now wasn't her speaking. During this time, Mas Eksan and Imam were always together. Even their names are father and son. But why is that sentence coming out of Mas Eksan's lips. Or am I here inappropriate for him?

"meaning? this is what it means Mas. I really don't understand the direction Mas said earlier."

Hufft.

"What you hear is true, Ar. I told you to leave him."

"What's the reason Mas Eksan told me that?" Everything should be clear. There's no way Mas Eksan told me for no reason and I should know that.

"I'm bound to promise not to tell anyone. Maybe I won't be able to tell you clearly. You and him mean something to me. You know, Ar, I already think of you as my own sister. I don't want to see anything bad happen to you someday. But I also can't prevent what's going to happen because your love looks great on her. I have no right to decide that. But I'm asking you to think about it again."

I breathe out slowly. I saw Mas Wawan and Hanto staring at me from behind a window in the office. My position and Mas Eksan are still in the lobby next to the outside of the office.

From their eyes I could also feel that there was something they were hiding from me. About Imam.

"I'll think about everything, Mom. But before I get an answer from curiosity or evidence that makes me sure. I can't promise I'll do it."

Mas Eksan nodded. "I know, you wouldn't be young to believe what other people say without proof. But like I said, I can't help you with this. Just this we remind you. I stood between the two of you, it was hard for me to determine where my arms were holding. Go home!! remember, this conversation should not come out. If you want proof."

I nodded, then stood up and left the lobby with my mind still covered with big question marks in my mind. I just threw a smile at Mas Wawan and Hanto. I also rejected their offer to take me home