The Shah of First Love

WORRYING

Amarendra looked at the screen of his cell phone, he and his two friends headed for the contract to go home.

“I just found out that that was your sister,” said Yana and Raihan hissing. “The appearance is like a rich person, also beautiful, why can you have a life far different from your brother?” ask her again and Raihan desperately wants to stuff his mouth.

“Tak need to ask a lot, I can be angry if constantly his personal life is dug up,” growled Amarendra and Yana locked her mouth tight.

Alternating days, not feeling two months at home and making him tired, Kani finally got the good news. Far brother invited him to work as a Baby siter, this is official because through the foundation, the promised salary is not playing games, not only Kani who left but from other villages too much. As usual, before Kani leaves, she must first fight with her mother who does not give permission wholeheartedly. While his father, allowing origin he promises to be able to take care of himself.

Kani sends a message to Amarendra that he has arrived in Bekasi. He sent me his foundation address. Kani recalls every street even recorded it on her phone, Amarendra asked her she did it just in case. Arriving at the Pelita Hati foundation, Kani saw a two-story house that was used as the foundation's office, she rose and became the spotlight of those women her age and some were aged. Kani looked down, she peered out the window, looking at a river with murky and smelly water. The air here is also very hot.

“Hey, I heard you are from Bandung as well. I'm Purwa,” said a beautiful woman and Kani replied to introduce herself.

By nightfall, Kani who had just finished bathing could only sit in a corner, whether this kind of foundation was, unlike what her distant relatives had said. Those from Bandung, different villages, either brought to the foundation next door. Kani is hungry and Purwa approaches.

“Better only morning and evening, it's also scrambling, you're still very young. Why did you come here? What job would you like to choose, parenting a Mompo, being an ART, or babysitting a toddler?” purwa and Kani said gulping, she felt fear.

“I will be a Baby siter, Purwa Tea has been here for a long time?” kani and the woman shook their heads.

“New in, same as you. You hungry, Kani? We can go out under nine in the evening to find food.” Purwa smiled, it seems like the city of Bekasi is not a foreign place to him.

Kani's face flushed red while checking her bag, her money vanished also with her small purse, Kani almost cried, turned her head, looked at the women one of whom must have stolen her money.

“Teh, my money is gone,” whispered Kani and Purwa's eyes were wide.

The two go down and report to a woman named Eka, she is the woman trusted by Kani's distant relatives to take her from Terminal Rambutan.

“Ag you this, just until it has been careless, save the money well!” He snapped and Kani shrieked. He gave no way out and Kani noticed that they were women in uniform.

“Bu Eka her kids are cute, who is she, Bu?” The shrill voice of a fat woman from inside the room while continuously watching Kani from head to toe. Purwa quickly invites Kani away and Kani is confused, there is only a hundred thousand money and it is also safe because in his jacket.

“Two hundred, make a meal.” Kani.

“Other times be careful, we don't know what they look like one by one. I'm happy to meet you, feel like meeting family.” Purwa also looks scared and Kani grabs her hand.

Both continue to walk for food, Kani listened to the story of Purwa who was forced to leave in order to have money for his son to seek treatment. The woman was a widow, young, her son was only two years old. Kani sighed heavily hearing her story until Purwa mentioned the name of her residence in Bandung and it was not far from where Kani lived, they were obviously happy to know the fact.

Two packs of fried rice they bought, Purwa was about to pay for Kani's but Kani refused. He still had the money and they went back to the foundation. The next morning, the two tailed on those looking for breakfast, there was cheap yellow rice with portions just to block. Four thousand dollars and Kani enjoyed it. After losing money, he took his wallet, put it in the pocket of the jacket that was on the inside as well as his cell phone. Danger if he loses that precious thing.

Some afternoon, the foundation of the arrival of another village girl who is more innocent than Kani, Purwa approached her, invited her along because she could speak Sundanese because it came from Tasikmalaya.

His name is Neng, his face is round, his eyes are turning, his voice is hoarse and he wears a veil. He was under Kani, only his body was bulging.

***

“Why are you, Maren? Not calm?” whispered Raihan and Amarendra turned.

“Today has been one Sunday Kani in Bekasi, she was diligent in giving news but I feel awkward with the foundation, Rai. I'm afraid Kani why-why, you know for yourself, she's innocent too crybaby. Moreover, he was easily persuaded. He was tempted by a big salary that is not necessarily true.” Amarendra was so frustrated and took off his hat. If he still has a good life, maybe he will soon marry the girl, just waiting for her not to be like this.

“Quiet, Maren. What area is it?”

“Jati Asih.”

“Not far, dong. You can meet him.”

“Yes, but you know for yourself what our work is like, go home a little afternoon just can't, night continues.” Amarendra closed his eyes then put on his hat again when he saw the Manager coming and other officials were in disarray looking for face, initially berleha-leha and now pretentious busy working.

The concern Amarendra felt was also felt by the Kani family. Kani has never gone far let alone left the city of Bandung. Ms. Ismi kept asking Mr. Muji not to break communication with Kani.