The Shah of First Love

TITIP GREETINGS

Tomorrow, the dawns of Kalingga are hanging out in front of Mr. Muji's house. The one he was waiting for finally came out and Mr. Muji felt heavy letting his son be taken away.

Kani is wearing a helmet, she goes up and looks at her parents. Kalingga exclaimed farewell and the motor drove. Kani is so efficient, only answering to the extent of what is asked. Kalingga was a bit annoyed by the girl's behavior. Kani did not want to be invited to stop by for a serious chat and arrived at the housing complex. Kani down. Kalingga is confused as to which house Kani works in.

“I deliver until you really get into that house,” he said urgently.

“Can't, Mas. Unobtainable. Up here only, thank you.” Kani makes a slanted knot and Kalingga replies with a sweet smile. Kani was shocked when her hands were grabbed. He tried to escape but was arrested.

“I love you, Kani.” He raised the hand slowly, his back was almost kissed but Kani first pulled and then passed. Kalingga hissed, his eyes squeaking. “You keep resisting but later on don't expect you I let go!” He got angry and put his bike back on, leaving the place.

While Kani, she shuddered amusedly at seeing Kalingga so. He quickly sent a message that he had reached Amarendra who was waiting for him anxiously.

Amarendra replied briefly and Kani had already entered her employer's house.

“Truly have you done well?” Satya who saw Kani appeared after saying hello soon asked.

Kani nods a little and Shahnaz asks him to take a break do not work first for today.

***

Amarendra stopped laughing when he saw Mr. Muji appear. He looked at his wrist. It's definitely early but Kani said Mr Muji left late in the afternoon? As soon as both of his brows furrowed suspiciously, his jaw tightened and Dam who heard a rough gust of breath held in anger was only able to stare in confusion.

“You lied again, Honey?” muttered Amarendra then away from everything, he fell silent while playing his phone.

The fasting month plus work as hard as they are very fast seductive, many are not fasting for reasons not strong, but they eat, drink, smoke as good as possible. Do not want to find a hidden place to appreciate those who are faithful to undergo fasting even though they are both tired.

Mr. Muji who was taking a short break noticed Amar. Amarendra was sitting with sagging eyes. His hand swayed in a cardboard tear, he used it to fan his bare upper body drenched in sweat. Amarendra felt there was something Kani was hiding. The more often she finds out Kani is lying, the harder it is for her to believe every word that comes out of the girl's lips. But clearly he is not worried anymore because Kani's situation has improved now. What he was worried about was the relationship between them.

At dusk, after the magrib, Amarendra and Pak Muji ate together. In a Padang restaurant.

“When will you go home, Amar?” ask Mr. Muji.

“Maybe like the others, sir. Afraid to go home first scolded Mandor again, lazy, angry until the leverage that has passed.” Amarendra smiled as his reply made Mr. Muji chuckle.

“The patient, work under the hands of people let alone work this way must be a lot of relented. If I seem to go home first, usually like to be busy if you want to welcome the holiday, help your wife. If you can and have time, come home, yes. Silaturahmi.” Mr. Muji smiled meaningfully and Amarendra rubbed the child's hair blocking his eyes. He was confused, it was very impossible for him to do.

“Titip greetings for everything, sir. If you want to go to my father's house, I can't. Sorry.” Amarendra was not feeling well when he refused and the look on Mr. Muji's face immediately changed.

Mr. Muji nodded in agreement and the two stopped chatting. Mr. Muji was eager to bring together the young man before him with Kaniraras. But it's so hard. Amarendra who was consciously noticed meticulously scratched the mole on his left cheekbone. He was misbehaved and afraid that Mr. Muji might guess something bad about him because he refused his request.

After the two were done, Amarendra paid and walked out.

“Have been paid, Sir,” they said and Mr. Muji lowered his hand and followed Amarendra out.

“I can pay by myself, Amar.” Mr. Muji felt bad because the boy always did.

Amarendra just smiled and the two stepped away.

“Amar, your phone is on.” Dam pelted Amarendra with a tissue he had been squeezing since and Amarendra got up. Left the book and got busy with his phone.

“Wait a minute.” Amarendra spoke so because he was not far from everyone. “Okay, I've been away from everyone. How's my little girl today? I don't ask, I'd really like to meet.”

Kani who heard Amarendra's words immediately smiled.

“I'm good, I'm home tomorrow, Maren.” The tremors from his lips were heard clearly by Amarendra.

“You're crying, Kani? Why?” He was worried and rubbed his hair.

“I..” Kani choked then cried as much as she could.

“Kani, why?” Sounds heavy. Kani in her place tried to control herself and her tears were flowing.

The girl sat on her bed and leaned against the wall. Her hair was messy, her eyes were swollen, her face puffy especially if it wasn't for crying.

“I love you so much, I feel sad because it feels like I haven't seen you in a long time. We have to meet later.” He squeezed his hair rough and Amarendra sighed. The man was sure something was going on.

“I can't believe I missed you to cry like that. Honestly, what's up?” He presses and Kani keeps saying that he's okay.  Eventually he made his stomach disease an excuse.

“I told you not to forget to eat, take your medicine, don't want to obey me it's okay. At least listen to what the doctor said,” he said a little annoyed and Kani smiled widely.

“Obviously we'll meet later,” he continues and Kani is silent. “You sleepy?”

“Hmmm.” Kani was lying down and her tears kept falling.

“I love you, sleep, yes.”

“Iya.”

Their conversation was over but Amarendra never passed from his place. He sighed violently into the air. A few minutes later he approached his friends. Mr. Muji came home this afternoon, along with the other workers. Amarendra will be home tomorrow, he has to go to Jakarta, make sure Mommy is okay in that house and to meet Kani, he will arrange a time later.

“Pak Muji has three beautiful daughters, loh.” One of them interrupted and Amarendra raised his gaze.

“Iya, I know but I am only interested in Mr. Muji's first child,” replied the older man of Amarendra and Amarendra delicated his eyes. Dam who saw that was horrified himself.

“Definitely the first child Mr. Muji already has a lover, do not mess around,” said Dam reprimanded the man who was looking through social media account Kaniraras.

“Don't dream of you! Mr. Muji will not choose kere men let alone porters of buildings. My son only he refused, he wanted a son-in-law who had a steady, established job, not like you!” jarwo and Amarendra opened the book again.

“You guys are busy gossiping but being pretentious in front of the guy. There is nothing wrong with Mr. Muji's wishes, all parents want the best partner for their children!” amarendra said without taking his eyes off. Everyone was silent because hearing that heavy voice was terrifying. Being angry is not just insinuating.

Amarendra could not focus on what he read, Mr. Muji wanted a son-in-law with high quality, it was not wrong, and he felt he had very low quality. If you knew he and Kani were in a relationship a long time ago, would Mr Muji hate him? Moreover, he had been hiding it all this time.

Amarendra kept thinking about it until he could not close his eyes to rest his tired physique and mind.