The Love of the Helper

Definition Love.

Nadya is grilling meat with Mita. Nadya who incidentally comes from the lower class, never felt and did a barbeque party like this. He has difficulty grilling sticky meat, especially having to flip the meat perfectly.

"Aww, hot.." Nadya's hand was hit by a spark.

Secretary Dika saw Nadya who was holding her hand because she was hit by a spark, the secretary's reflex Dika immediately ran to see Nadya in pain.

"If you can't tell me, why force yourself? Here, let me see your hand," Dika's secretary grabbed Nadya's painful hand.

"Sister Nad splashed his small fire just want to turn the meat back, Brother" said Mita.

"You get the wound ointment in the medicine box near the dining room. Or ask aunt inside, please get me the medicine box." said Dika secretary.

"Good, Brother." Mita ran immediately.

Nadya let go of her hand, "Sorry, I'm fine. Just the meat is very sticky, it is difficult to reverse it." replied Nadya.

"Let me make this grilled meat" said Dika's secretary.

"Okay, thank you sir. Sorry, I'm so troublesome Mr. Dika." Nadya.

"What's wrong. When Mita comes, immediately smear your hand with a burn ointment. Don't tell me the wound isn't much. Although the wound is not much, if not treated it will certainly hurt." said Dika secretary.

Whahuh? Why does he know my heart? Why does he know what I'm going to talk about? Does he have a sixth sense? Oh, naw! Danger if it is true. I'm afraid he knows that I always talk about him in my heart. Oh my goodness, shame on me. Inner Nadya.

Tira, who had just returned from the front page, saw the incident between Dika and Nadya's secretary who looked so warm and romantic. He showed a dislike expression when Dika's secretary held Nadya's hand.

"You're jealous, huh?" ask Rangga suddenly.

"What kind of jealousy? Not really!" Tira.

"What the hell is going on between you and Dika? Why am I jealous to see you watching them?" Rangga honest.

"I have nothing with him. I just don't like it, if crocodiles are given lives, so starve it!" Tira left Rangga and headed straight for Keyza.

Tira, your emotions and secretary Dika's emotions are the same. Actually, what's wrong with you guys? Why do you look like you have the same chemistry? Why do I feel jealous seeing Tira like that to Dika? Tira, could it be that I can reach your heart? Inner Rangga.

A few hours later, they had all finished doing the barbeque party. Roasted chicken and roast beef were served and exhausted in an instant. Eventually, Alif and Keyza fell asleep

because satiety. Finally, Secretary Dika and Tira moved them into the house. Children should not sleep in tents.

The two children were taken to the room. Mita accompanies them, as Mita is also unlikely to be outside. Now, Dika and Tira must immediately return to the park where camping is carried out. Secretaries Dika and Tira descended the stairs simultaneously. They never get along, always cynical and indifferent when together.

"Seneng yes, can deket same employer!" sindir Dika's secretary.

"Oh, yes dong. I got special treatment from my employer." Tira was satisfied.

"Cong you want anyway? Because of money?" sindir Dika again.

"Yes, it's because of money. Close to the master, make me a good life! What do you want? The problem is that I'm approaching my own master? Besides, she's still single. What's wrong with being close? Than you, instead of getting more, even close to the minimarket cashier!" Tira feels like winning.

"You don't insult her profession as a minimarket cashier!" secretary Dika doesn't like it.

"Are you not insulting me? What do you say is fact? You insulted me too. How dare you say I'm close to Mr. Rangga because of money. Who said that? If you don't know anything, don't be ignorant! If you vilify me, I can also vilify the woman you like!" Tira passed by leaving Dika's secretary.

"Who is the woman I like? Why do you know so well?" secretary Dika did not accept.

"You like the cashier, don't you? Just say! No need to dodge, because now I know what your taste is!" tira resolute.

Davian came to surprise them, "Lu two why fight only anyway? If you like, don't prestige, if love is not hypocritical, be treated people just know the taste of both of you!" davian's Overestimation.

"Sorry, Boss. I'm not what you imagined!" secretary Dika's.

"Sorry, Mr. Davian. I think you should reprimand him. Because he always bothered to bother me. I'm not comfortable, he just keeps pissing me off. I don't know what he wants, but he looks like a lack of work always makes me angry." replied Tira.

"Ah, you guys. Already, already. Let's go to the park again. My wife told me she wanted a little game. Let's get over there, make him happy." Davian asked.

"Okay, boss." replied Dika.

"Okay, sir." replied Tira.

Arini gathered them all together. In the middle, there was a small bonfire on purpose, because that was Arini's desire. I don't know what else Arini's gonna do tonight. Apparently, he has plans tonight. The six of them, together. Arini and Davian, Tira and Nadya, as well as Rangga and Dika.

"Darling, why are you eating us here?" ask Davian.

"I want you to take this paper and ballpoint pen one each. Please take it," Arini ordered.

They all obeyed what Arini had ordered. One by one, take the paper and the ballpoint pen in front of them.

"Yes already. So gini, please write the definition of love briefly, densely and precisely according to your own thoughts. Later, put it in this empty jar. Come, do. I want to test the power of love between us." said Arini.

"Non, what power of love? Among us, the pair are only Miss Arini and Mr. Davian. Why do we have to follow everything?" protest secretary Dika.

"Yes, Rin. Why the hell, weird aja deh ni pregnant women." said Rangga.

"Ah, bring you guys. A girl who is calm and dem only! Why are you guys so noisy like hot worms?" Arini.

"Yes, both of you! Just follow what my wife says! She's the queen tonight." said Davian.

"All right, king bucin." Rangga.

"Alright, king of the dreadlocks." reply Dika.

"Eh, just you two!" Davian's upset.

"Udah, no. We started yes. Write the definition of love according to each person. Don't be long, short. Okay well? Ready's? Oi, go! Three minutes yeah." Arini ordered.

They all wrote what Arini ordered. Until they are finished, one by one put the folded paper into an empty jar. When it was finished, Arini began to draw the paper.

"It's me shuffling yeah, so between us no one knows whose paper this is. Because take it random!" Arini shuffled the jar containing the paper.

When they finished, Arini told them to pick up the paper at random by closing their eyes. Starting from him who took first, then Davian, continued to Rangga, then on Dika, and last on Nadya and Tira.

"You got one by one. Starting with my beloved husband. Open the paper, and read what is written in it. Then, we conclude it belongs to whom." said Arini.

"OK, start." Davian started reading the contents of the paper.

❤Love is a passionate desire, in one incarnate and imprinted desire in the heart, so that no one can release its power.❤

"Wow, who's got it?" rangga said amazed.

"Eh, it's mine! Geez, it was on my Mas Davi. Aaah, the power of my love for you is real, ma'am." Arini happy.

"Ciye, Arina. Can be compact. Coolly. Try, open yours." said Nadya.

"Yes, Miss. Curious, Miss who's got the paper." added Tira.

"Open, open, open, open," Rangga and Dika cheered.

"Okay, I open it." Arini slowly opened the paper.

❤Love is when you and I are in a burning breath. Love is the result of both, which then unite together into a baby in this life.❤

"Hahaha, severe brain you boss. Love leads towards sono mulu ya!" aspir secretary Dika.

"Not Maen, the Davian! Thought, don't sampe me!" Rangga laughing.

"Darling, you are! But, I'm happy, it turns out we are right. The power of our love is real. You guys saw that, right? Me and my husband, can this fit? I took his paper, and he took mine." Arini happy.

"Indeed a coincidence, but a fundamental coincidence. You guys do fit in," Nadya gave her thumbs up.

"Yes, so I check this coincidence, will it be a mere coincidence, or indeed a coincidence based on the power of love. Okay guys, continue the same Om Rangga. Come on, Om." said Arini.

"Gue yes, me? Okay fine! Who you have," said Rangga.

Hopefully, this is Tira's paper, amen. Inner Rangga.

Rangga opened the paper slowly. He was shocked, seeing his own paper that he was holding.

"Well, this is my own. It's not fun." Rangga was a little disappointed.

"It's okay. Read it, it means love hasn't been on your side, Om." Arini laughed a little.

"Jones anyway, jones!" Davian laughed with satisfaction.

"Ah, noisy you, Dav! Yes, I read my own." said Rangga.

❤Love is when we feel a sense of comfort in someone. Love, too, is a feeling we cannot afford to be away from, let alone lose. Love means a feeling we cannot ignore.❤

"Wis, wis, wis, that's the deepest expression of the heart huh, Ga?" Davian laughed with satisfaction.

"Ah, noisy you." Rangga was a little disappointed, because he held his own paper.

"Eh, uh, Nadya dong Nadya, it's your turn now!" pinta Arini's.

"Okay, I'm right now." Nadya started to open the paper.

"Well, this is mine too!" Nadya.

"Duh, Rangga with Nadya, love has not been on your side" said Arini.

"Come, read, read."

Nadya started reading her own letters.

❤Love it, a feeling that can arise at any time, and drown at any time. Love is easy to come and easy to go. Sincere love must have stayed here, without thinking of drowning or leaving.❤

"Wiiih, Nadya is good at stringing words too. Poetry loh you," praised Tira.

"Yes, Nadya is a poet!" Arini smiled.

"Gue was curious about the witches. Your turn now! Come on, you stay with Tira. The power of love between you! Haha." Davian laughed with satisfaction.

"Whisper you, boss bucin!"

Secretary Dika immediately opened the contents of his letter. His eyes were shocked when he saw the contents inside the paper. Apparently, it was Tira's paper. Secretary Dika did not expect, that he would hold a paper belonging to the rival debate.

"I-This is mine, boss. My own writing too!" firmly secretary Dika covered her lie.

"Ah, the hell time? How no one is fooling any of you! Yes, read it now, Dik." Arini ordered.

❤Love is inevitable. His feelings continued until he got it. However, there is no guarantee that love will be happy when two people have knit love together.❤

"Dik, are you upset about the contents? You're upset again, huh?" ledek Davian's.

"Some, Iah!" timpal's secretary Dika.

Why would he write a sentence like this? Who was that writing for? Why is it, like someone in doubt? Inner Dika.

Tira reflexes glared and looked towards Dika's secretary. He realized that it was his writing. But, he did not expect, why Dika's secretary lied, that it was his own paper. Tira never thought, the paper is in Dika's hands. That means, the paper he held was the paper of Dika's secretary. Secretary Dika only looked down when Tira looked at her sharply.

Rangga felt, there was something strange about the secretaries of Dika and Tira. They look uncomfortable with each other. However, Rangga did not want to be too suspicious of the two, until the event returned to focus on the definition of the last love.

"OK, means Tira also holds her own paper huh. Bacain, let it be exciting. We also want to hear, what love means for a Tyrannical Dwitasari." said Arini.

Tira was lazy, but he forced to open the paper. How is he not lazy, if it turns out he holds a paper belonging to Dika. When he looked at Tira occasionally, he felt guilty for lying to him and others.

"I read ya" said Tira flatly.

❤Love, is a heart that starts from the face. Love can also start with hate. Hate that is passionate, will bring beautiful love someday.❤

They cheer. Tira is laughed at by Arini and Davian.

"Ra, you're like that personal feeling anyway. Hihihi," Arini laughed.

"Ah, No, Non. It's normal, really." Thira shy.

Damn, why should his words be like this. You brash secretary! How dare! Tira's upset.

"Well, since there's no pairing between you but me, I'll just say yes. I mean, I'm making this kind of thing, let there be closeness between us. Thank you if you can mate, it feels like your soul mates. Try among you someone holding someone else's paper, it's a sign that God is bringing you closer. Apparently, only me and Mas Davi are drunk in love. Come on dong, when are you guys? My baby wants a lot. One of them, your soul mates." Arini laughs.

"Darling, you are amazing. Our love is beyond doubt." Davian hugged his wife.

"Emang deh you two, make me envious." said Rangga.

"Arin, you can do it! Heheheh." Nadya was happy.

Different things with Tira and Dika's secretary, who look clumsy to hear Arini's words. If you hold someone else's paper, the sign is God is bringing you closer? That made Tira and Dika's secretary feel strange and uncomfortable at all.

Thankfully, I lied. I have the benefit of lying this time. Selamet, selamet! said Secretary Dika in heart.

Tira looked at Dika's secretary tightly. Actually, it is also good for Dika's secretary to lie, but Tira remains upset and does not like the contents of the paper that Dika's secretary made.

It's good that he lied too. If he doesn't lie, I'll be the months Miss and Sir. But, what is upsetting is why the writing should be like that? Why is his writing meant for me? Is this just my feeling? Tira muttered in his heart.

Rangga watched Tira who was daydreaming and looked at Dika's secretary.

What's up with them? Inner Rangga.

Davian was not inferior to the views of the three of them.

Warm taste due to campfires, defeated by their ice-like cold nature at the north pole! Why are they this? Inner Davian.

*Connected*

Actually, who likes who the hell? Who will they be the same? Will Tira be the same as Rangga? Will Tira be the same secretary as Dika? Stay tuned yes, because the love story is not as easy as turning the palm of 😅

Temen-temen, read the work of temen I yuks, very good🤗