The Search and Revenge

Quietest

After shower and neat. Arya came down to smell the cooking, so she just remembered from last night not eating. Even the morning did not eat and did not invite the girl to eat. He must be starving.

Arya was glued to the spot considering that the girl from last night might not have eaten as well, then resumed her steps while glancing towards her closed room of Deri.

Upon arriving on the ground floor, Arya glanced towards the girl who looked fresh and changed clothes. Gita turned her head while pouring vegetables into the bowl.

“What do I see about Deri, she's awake yet?” Arya approached and sat down on the chair near the dining table.

“Om ... outside is watering plants.” He answered the girl while sitting down to open the plate for Deri and Arya.

“Sorry, I forgot to take you to eat, you must not have eaten from last night?” Arya looked towards the girl.

“It's okay now that I cook, if there's anything you don't like about my cooking, just say, say,” said Gita was afraid that the young man did not like his cooking and this is the first time he cooked for them both specifically Arya. The young man whose status was already that husband.

“Wah .. it smells so good and makes the stomach of the protest asking to eat nih.” Her words were Deri who had just come from outside.

“Iya Om. We eat first, I forget that we have not eaten and this morning I forgot to take you breakfast.” Arya said while eating her.

“Nothing, the name is also busy from last night and to forget the same meal.” Deri.

After eating, Arya prepares to leave for work. And the briefcase is ready. “Later in the afternoon I picked you up for the store, so be prepared. Oya do not go anywhere, fear you go to the target and can not go home here,” Arya's message.

Deri just looked towards Arya and Gita alternately. This girl was more calm and timid, turning around with a pepper.

“Iya.” Gita nodded slowly while looking down.

“OK, I'm leaving first.” Arya stood walking while toting her bag.

“Shortly?” gita's voice as she moved from her seat following Arya's steps.

Arya stopped and turned to Gita who approached then grabbed Arya's hand in kissed respectfully. How surprised Arya was with the treatment of the Gita.

Gita did that to Arya, because she often saw her mother's treatment of her father when it was still there. And the word of the religious teacher often teaches how sweet treatment the wife should be to the husband. Now Gita has a husband and she will apply what she has learned from school and at home.

Deri was glued to see it, as if back to the times where he saw Dimas and Kanaya who made him look.

Arya stared fixedly at the girl then she ventured to kiss the girl's forehead standing before her.

Nyepi ...

Gita sculpts and feels a strange vibration when Arya touches her.

Then Arya continued the second step of the foot approaching the motor parked in place.

Gita turned to the dining table and cleaned things up. Seeing that Deri was ready to go, Gita asked. “Om where are you going?”

“Om want to go first and you're here, remember Arya's message. Let's just say this is your house do not hesitate or uncomfortable. If you need anything, just tell Arya and uncle.” Deri put on her helmet and walked out of the room.

Seconds later Deri returned. “Oya. You do not continue to be sad if you want to go to the orchard go, pick the fruit that you like.”

“Iya, Om. Thank you for the attention Om.” Gita replied with her faint smile.

“Sama-sama.” Deri twisted her body and rushed outside leaving the Gita alone while cleaning up their eating marks.

Deri drove his motorbike towards Kayla's residence, he hadn't seen the boy in a long time, no matter what he was doing. I don't know if I can walk again, not yet.

The motor drove very fast, racing against the other iron horses. It doesn't take much longer to travel. Within a few tens of minutes, he arrived in front of Arya and Kayla's house.

“Bi, I'm asking to eat chicken. Why does he give meat? I'm lazy to eat the same meat.” Kayla's strangler to aunt.

“Sorry, Non ... Aunt heard wrong times. Let Aunt get it again.” Auntie hastily replaced it.

“If asked that is true napa?” kayla continued with a frown and a bit of a table-breaking.

“You're still like that huh Kay? Not consciously when God has rebuked you and you still do not change your attitude.” Deri's voice came from behind Kayla.

Kayla was shocked to see Deri there. “Om. You're here?” Kayla gawks at Deri, a man who is old but still looks handsome and dashing.

“Do you still use that wheelchair? don't you want to be able to walk back like you used to. But if you can walk again but your behavior is still as it used to be. .. rich like this is better.” Deri's talk is quite spicy which is thrown at the gais.

Kayla looks angry. “Om, you are so outrageous!” it seemed he was furious with the sharp and red look of his eyes.

“What, you want to be mad at me? wanna hit me? or want to kill me? please when you can.” Deri makes fun of Kayla.

Kayla only let out a very long sigh to control her anger. “Om this really makes me emotional and tense I can't do anything.”

Deri stared intently at Kayla with a hard-to-art look. And he sat himself in front of Kayla.

Kayla looked down for a moment. Unable to return the gaze from Deri who would like to stab her heart. Then he continued eating. And then he pulled his drinking place a little far away without telling aunt.

“You have to think, what if there are no more people who want to work in this house. Because of your temperamental attitude, who do you want to stay with if you're here alone?” said Deri ended with a question.

Kayla was speechless and did not reply other than moving her mouth in chewing food. In his mind, it is also true, said Om Deri just now.

“Said Dr. Aldo, you are lazy to learn to walk. Don't you want to be able to walk again?” search Deri.

Kayla shakes. Yet still a thousand words.

“Keep if you live alone here, without an aunt without an assistant who is your accomplice, how? are you going to die in a wheelchair?” continued Deri with a sharp look ....

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