The Love Ship Ayana

A Little About Arga

Morning greet, replace a crowded night due to rain from since the afternoon. Aya chose to go to the balcony of her room to enjoy a cup of green tea accompanied by boiled cassava which is still warm. Aya tightened the jacket she wore, the rain the rest of the night further added to the cold peak air in the morning. His eyes looked far away at the tea plantation that was still shrouded in mist.

Which other favors does your Lord deny?

Perhaps this is called a piece of paradise that God entrusted at one point on this earth. The soothing fresh air, the soothing beautiful scenery, the tranquil atmosphere that soothes the soul, is amazing creation of God.

There is nothing in vain from what God has created in this world. Aya really wants to reap as much happiness and tranquility as she gets here. Incredible feeling of the moment, feeling light, loose, free without burden.

This is such a relief.

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Aya and Minah's mom are busy in the kitchen, Aya makes cup cake while Minah's mom cooks for their lunch. Aya felt a little lonely because there was Alya and Fira accompanied her, but this morning they returned to Jakarta after the day before Alif came to pick up Alya.

Aya was quite entertained by Minah's chatter that tells of Arga's childhood which had taken her parents several times on vacation here.

"Den Arga is quiet, Non. Her face was flat like a triplex, said the mother's son. He likes to be disturbed if he reads again, if he has read, he can forget the surrounding. Like people have their own world, non." Minah's story is enough to make Aya curious to hear the continuation. But one sentence in between he did not agree. Arga's quiet? It seems that Minah's mom was wrong, which Aya had seen all this time Arga was always chatty in front of her. Triplex face? Yes too.

"Earlier, non-Lala had fallen into a fish pond but den Arga who was with him did not realize it so seriously read the book." Minah said seriously. Aya rounded her eyes in shock.

"So, Lala how's mom?" Ask Aya.

"Pak Hutama immediately fizzled right hearing the sound of non Lala crying, lucky Mr. Hutama spry, even though he heard the sound of something falling into the pool, but he did not think at all if it was non Lala because he thought there den Arga guard. But hearing Lala's non-sound, Mr. Hutama immediately took non Lala from the pond." Bu Minah put down the knife she was holding and brought herself to sit near Aya.

"Eatya, den Arga very dear non Lala. Den Arga felt guilty at the time. They almost lost Lala because of her negligence. Den Arga had to be taken to the doctor because for months he just kept silent like a frightened person. Non Aya don't say well if mom there's this story to non." Ms. Minah only realized the mistake of her mouth that told the event when no one else dared to discuss the incident.

Aya was quite astonished to know the reality she had just heard at this moment. He did not think that Arga had a past that could make him traumatized.

Although Lala was fine until this second, but Aya was sure, the pressure that Arga went through must have been huge, considering the mistake was on him. Hating yourself! Aya could not imagine how tormented she was when it came to hating herself.

He who had hated his father every time he remembered it made his chest tight and his head hurt until sometimes he lost consciousness. What about Arga?

Aya could not figure out Arga's feelings. If Arga always looks strong at the moment, maybe that experience is what makes him strong. Sometimes, painful experiences make a person stronger than before.

"Non, the cake seems to have died!" Instantly Aya realized from her daydream heard Minah call him remind cup cake that is still baked in the oven.

From the smell alone, it seemed charred. When I opened the oven door, the smoke was already billowing out... Aya pulled her talam out..

"Yaaahhhh.. scorched mom!" Said Aya disappointed, his face he bent because he found all the cup cake made blackened to the top edge.

"Non daydreaming what the hell?" Ask mommy minah bobble head.

"He he he. doesn't daydream anything at all." Elak Aya who made Minah's forehead shriveled in disbelief. The problem from earlier he called Aya but Ayanya did not flinch.

"Non Aya kangen Den Arga yah?" Ask Minah to investigate. "Kalo non kangen, just tell me to come here. Cook the newlyweds away?" Another imbibing.

The sea does not like to be dammed, nor do humans. Is he currently stemming Arga's explosive passion? Or is he actually damming himself???

Aya left the kitchen to the dining table, there the food was served. Mood Aya, which was destroyed by her cup cake, is now back to the passion to see the typical food of Minah's bogor laksa. Tofu yolk and boiled eggs sprinkled with coconut with yolk sauce is very fitting in cold weather like this which from yesterday afternoon raining and until this afternoon is still dripping drizzle thinly.

Aya smiled, pulling out a chair for him.

"Meet me eat well, ma'am!" His words held Minah's mother who was about to leave her.

Minah also pulled a chair for him but just sat down without taking food for himself.

"Mom not eating?"

"Later with father." Refuse smooth. Aya smiled clumsyly, feeling a little guilty.

"The father could not eat if not accompanied by his mother." Further.

Aya frowned, "if mom doesn't have anything?"

"Stay eating, it's just forced, just so there's still energy. Hence the same mother never goes far if the go is not the same. If you leave the house, you can't stay for long, your mind continues." Minah replied smiling.

"Mother is the same father as a newlywed, like Alya same Alif so." Said Aya smiling.

"Maybe because I've been used to it together from many years, Non. It feels like something's missing if you don't see dad all day." Minah said meaningfully.

"May you and your father live a long and happy life." Say Aya sincerely who immediately hatini ma Minah.

Aya's mind looked away, "is it going to be like this with Arga when he gets old?" Aya shook her head, neutralizing her mind that had gone too far thinking about her domestic life with Arga.

Faintly heard the sound of a car entering the villa grounds. Aya and Minah looked at each other not knowing who was coming. Bu Minah moved forward, and there was already Lala who rushed in looking for Aya's whereabouts.

"You brother-in-law! Which sister-in-law, ma'am" Shouted Lala then asked Minah's mother she met.

"Some, eat some more. Let's have lunch!" Ms. Minah grabbed Lala's hand, she was so happy to see that cheerful face again after so many years of never putting her foot here again.

"Sister ipaaaaarrrr." Aya stood up to welcome Lala who immediately hugged her longing. Aya stroked Lala's shoulder which still did not want to take off her embrace.

However, Aya stiffened instantly. His eyes caught a figure that was so distracting to his mind while here walking up to them. Aya was nervous, not knowing how to behave.

Luckily Arga just passed straight into the bathroom near the kitchen. Aya breathed a sigh of relief, at least she had a slight chance to calm her heartbeat.

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