THE NOURA VAN KEMMERS

THE NOURA VAN KEMMERS
Rose Cottage



The daydream about Sudarman warmed his heart. He remembered a while ago when they were fishing in the river. Sudarman who was timid when stared at by him secretly began to look nervous. His face looks red. Sometimes he also dared to return Noura's gaze.


Then when Noura would fall slipping, Sudarman swiftly held his body. The gentle touch on the man's burly hand made his heart even more convoluted.


With Sudarman his heart always felt calm. The man not only made her like but also at the same time feel safe. Noura liked the way the man treated her. Sudarman was not just a bodyguard, but he was like a gallant and dazzling knight.


"Sudarman didn't say he'd come here?" ask Noura to Hamid.


"No Miss. He just asked me to accompany Miss. He's got an important job, he said."


"alright. We're back on the farm, Hamid!" Noura's orders.


The middle-aged man walked following Noura from behind. Quickly, Noura climbed on horseback and walked down the path to the plantation.


His stomach was starting to feel hungry. Minah, one of the workers at the plantation must have cooked her lunch menu. The woman who lives around the plantation was indeed asked by Papa to cook if her task of tapping rubber in the morning was finished.


Noura was in front of a wooden cottage decorated with roses. A small building that has been a resting place for the Van Kemmers family on the plantation. Across the building is an office building that used to be used by Mr. Adrianus to work.


The cottage is so pretty. Anyone who saw it would be immediately captivated. The building is not very large, but quite unique. The front and side of the house were full of roses growing. Mrs Helena designed the details of the cottage because of her love of roses.


The smell of food began to smell from within. Minah must have finished cooking. Noura immediately walked in and sat down at the dining table.


"Lunch is ready, Miss. I'll prepare for a moment!" minah.


Noura looked around the cottage. His eyes stared at the court hoping Sudarman and his papa would come soon.


Instantly his face met when he saw the sturdy and dashing figure walking towards the hut courtyard. Noura tidied the table and prepared to invite Sudarman to a meal together.


Minah serves white rice, fried fish and sauteed carrots and potatoes. Noura helped prepare the cutlery. Since moving to the Dutch East Indies, he and his family have been accustomed to eating indigenous food.


"Thank you, Minah." Minah nodded and passed to the back.


" There is an important task, Miss," Sudarman replied.


"What task? I saw that Papa wasn't going anywhere. You usually accompany Papa when you travel."


"Confidential, Miss. Sorry I can't tell you now. But I'll tell Miss, for sure,"


Noura started to wonder. What did Sudarman do? is he stealing time to get close to the working girl on this farm?


"You've eaten? let's eat together, but we'd better wait for Papa."


Why is Papa so long? papa usually comes at lunchtime like this. The sound of mockery and shouting was heard from outside, accompanied by the screeching table buzz until it came out. The voice came from Papa's office building.


Noura rushed towards the hut courtyard, followed by Sudarman. What's the commotion in Papa's office? from the front glass of the office room, Papa was talking to someone. A white man was around fifty years old with a sturdy posture and a fierce face. The man seemed so violent that he spoke towards Papa.


"Mr Johans Alois, please listen to me" said Papa. Papa's voice was heard all the way to the hut courtyard. Who is this guy named Johans Alois? why did he fight with Papa?


"I have to go to the office, Miss." Sudarman rushed out towards the office building. Sudarman must know who that man is and he intends to save Papa. Noura wanted to follow Sudarman's steps, but she also felt scared.


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Along the way home, Mr. Adrian was more silent. Like thinking of something. Sometimes his face looks tense. Sometimes they seem to hold back anger. Noura is getting curious. Dressed to ask.


"Papa, who was that guy? why is he cursing Papa so harshly?"


Seriate.


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