
Kani shed her tears, confused to answer what, if Amarendra knew she was serving Kalingga, it was clear the man would be angry. Kani does not know that there is a more poignant feeling of pain, upset, and also anger that is a sense of disappointment.
“I called my family in the village, my dad was worried too and every night called.” Again, the lies he uttered were out of habit and Amarendra felt claustrophobic about hearing Kani lie. He never saw Mr Muji using his cell phone at night, he always called to his house after dawn, he knew because they were going to the mosque together. How Kani lied until Amarendra guessed which man was trying to shift his position.
“Oh, yes? Your dad calls every night?” Amarendra. He looked at Mr. Muji who was burning trash while chatting with the others. “You're honest, right?” He continued with mixed feelings.
“I didn't lie,” replied Kani and Amarendra closed his eyes tightly which was suddenly hot to hear the lie. Was it so special that she called him instead of him that Kani had to protect him?
“Oh, yes, obviously I strongly believe. You can't lie. I'm home later this month, we have to talk later!” he was upset and cut the call just like that.
Kani is stunned and continues to think that Amarendra is changing.
As he promised, he went home, Mr. Muji stared at the departure of Amarendra who looked upset for several days. He even almost jotos with the foreman who really likes it. Mr. Muji had never seen Amarendra so before and he was worried that the boy had a thorny problem until now only permission to go home.
At the usual terminal, Kani was already waiting for Amarendra. Amarendra noticed it had been an hour and Kani kept busy with her cell phone, grinning, whether to send a message with whom, the contents of Amarendra's mind raged. Amarendra stepped up and Kani smiled as she quickly stuffed the phone into her bag. Kani narrows her hand as usual, wanting to hug her but Amarendra refuses.
“Tak miss me?” kani asked confused and Amarendra was unable to hide his disappointment. Kani grabbed Amarendra's hand so rough and scuffed, Amarendra brushed it off slowly, she was embarrassed. But Kani thought of something else. The two sat together on the Bus as usual, Kani leaned on him and Amarendra was silent. “You look upset, Maren. Why?” Kani pulled the man's cheek to look at him.
“I feel betrayed.” Amarendra pressed Kani's chin as usual. Kani continued to stare into the depths of her eyes, Kani felt the deep gaze was accusing her. There was a satirical tone tucked in the words of his beloved man. “I love you so much, I hang all expectations on our relationship, and listen to this.Consideration and mutual care are the foundation of a relationship. Never lie about anything because when I know, I have to pretend not to know. Weird right? Because I have no motivation to be happy other than you, Kaniraras.”
Kani lowered her eyes, does Amarendra know? Kani was very scared and she brought her face closer, her lips both stuck and opened but Amarendra avoided even though she stiffened violently as the wet tongue gently touched her lips. It felt sweet, fresh and desperately wanted her to kiss him again until it was as satisfied as that time.
He regained his senses and quickly pulled Kani's shoulder away.
“Do not try to seduce me especially in this place, I do not want to do it again until I really deserve you. I continue to be haunted by guilt when I see that reconciling face and also his so kind attitude towards me.” Amarendra holds Kani's shoulder to stop as she could have been released. Kani frowned, not understanding Amarendra's words.
Amarendra stroked her cheek gently and pulled her back to lean again.
“There's something you're hiding, Maren. You are not even interested in me anymore, obviously the girl is superior in everything unlike me.” Kani closed her eyes, she muttered inwardly.
The two stopped even though the trip was still far away, Amarendra took Kani to eat. She bribes him and Kani accepts even awkwardly.
“If I can't go home how?”
“Not your work place close to Bandung city square? We meet there.” Amarendra raised the glass, drinking while watching Kani's face. He will try to eliminate the pain because Kani lied and hope that what he said earlier can be digested by the girl so as not to serve any man but her.
The two continue on, Kani thinks hard after she gets home over all of Amarendra's sayings. Kani sat pensively and turned her head as the knock on the door sounded.
Kalingga came to see him.
Bu Ismi invites in and Kani with Kalingga sits in the same chair. Ms. Ismi smiles at the two and she hopes that this year her son will soon give up his single and do not have to work anymore.
“Aren't tired of working at home like that? Mending silent at home, waiting for husband to come home, not good women continue to work.” Kalingga smiled and Kani lowered her head. He understood where the conversation was going, which was next to Kalingga but which was in his mind and heart was only Amarendra.
Kalingga said goodbye and Mr. Muji's night arrived home. Kani tomorrow can go to Bandung with her Father. His father only came home for a while because he was afraid at home there was no money.
“Bu, I have to leave tomorrow again. This new project started yes biasalah It also understands for sure Mr busy.” Mr. Muji gave his understanding because Ms. Ismi was worried about her health.
“In the workplace of Mr. who now has an extraordinary, handsome, diligent youth, his name is Amar.” Mr. Muji glanced at Kani who was busy with her phone.
“Tumben very Father, usually never, tuh, stories about those who work together Mr.” Ms. Ismi is not happy if her husband has the intention to introduce Kani with the young man named Amar.
“He's different, Mom. If the Teteh sees, he will also like.” Mr. Muji flirts and Kani prefers to get rid of herself.
“Mommy doesn't want to have a daughter-in-law who is also a porters. Not that I insulted you at least who had a steady job, sir. Like Kalingga, he also seems to like our virgin.” Ms. Ismi protested and Mr. Muji fell silent.
“He works just a distraction building, I'm sure it is. He has no parents, his mother lives. He likes to read books, English, Japanese, others want to borrow even dizzy see the language. Clever is a child, ah hope the same our child is paired.” Mr. Muji smiled and Ms. Ismi glared. “If Kalingga father is not seneng, he was his son plin-plan from the past, do not like the same about his father. Mending the Amar, barin porters the building too but his son had a strong stand. Men should kayak so, strong physically, also his establishment.”
“Whispering, Sir, ah! Mother wants Kalingga not the Amar the pride of the Father.” Ms. Ismi left and Mr. Muji shook his head.