The Sincere Love of Village Girl

Chasing Dreams.

" dear. Let's eat?" call Naila

" Good" Angga came out of the room that the kades had prepared for him.

Entering the kitchen area, the man saw a lot of various kinds of typical village food that is certainly delicious and appetizing in a neat layout on the mat.

" Please sit down and eat" bargained mr. kades.

Angga bowed politely even though he was a rich man but he was very polite to older people.

Angga sat opposite to a pack of kades followed by Naila beside him.

" Please eat. This is a typical food of our village, hopefully you like it" said mr. kades.

" We never choose food sir" said Angga.

Naila laughed inwardly at Angga's lies, after all Angga was a very strict person in food. The man did not eat food. But how else for the sake of keeping the feelings of the kades sir forced Angga to have to throw away the habit for a while, this is not a city and this is not a restaurant that provides a varied food menu and he wants to choose food.

Angga took a plate made of plastic, very light inversely proportional to the plate at home then he scooped rice on his plate. Angga noticed the color of rice was very clean and evocative taste has not been contaminated by preservatives that could harm the human body then the man took a side dish typical of the village there. He tried to bribe into his mouth tasting the taste and his eyes rounded later.

" It's delicious" he said in his heart, better than the cuisine at his restaurant and the man ate it with the greed of not a little.

Finished eating, Angga stroked his stomach that bulged the satiety. Tonight he was perfectly full.

" Good" said kades.

" Well very good, this is the first time I ate very good village food turned out to be better than the food in the city" said Angga.

" Of course because the side dishes are still fresh there is no mixture of chemicals here and then added spices the choice is definitely delicious and evocative" said pak kades.

Those who ate there chatted for a while and then went into their rooms to sleep.

" Sir, are they married?" ask the wife of Kades to her husband.

" No, they're still dating"

" Why do they sleep the same?" the village chief's wife is confused as to why Angga and Naila are one-roomed while they are unmarried.

" Ah let it not be taken care of and thought about" said mr. kades.

Before entering the room, the wife of Mr. Kades was still staring at the door of the room where Angga and Naila slept and went into his room to rest.

**

The clock shows at 10 pm but Kiara has not slept, she is still busy inside her room doodling word for word in her beloved diary.

Kiara is actually a young girl who has a very high dream but because of economic limitations make her resigned to the situation.

Now that he had met Naila, somehow his dream came back to his mind. He had only met Naila once but he idolized the girl very much, not because Kiara idolized Naila for dating an established handsome man until her life was perfect but she idolized Naila because she could buy all her wishes at such a young age with money the work itself.

" Ah" Kiara covered her face with both hands, she guessed too far away and what would she have said if. It will not happen if it is not done with effort and hard work.

" What should I do, Dad?" Mumbled.

" Do I have to go to the city to complain of fate"

" But I rarely go to the city, I don't know how life is there and I don't have any relatives there either. Well how is this?"

Not knowing what to do to achieve his dream, he finally fell asleep again. He was just dreaming and dreaming.

Three days later Angga and Naila returned to the city after the road agreement was signed on the stamp duty.

" We are very grateful that you can build a road in this abandoned village. Road construction has been awaited for decades by the villagers and it turns out that God granted our prayers there are young people who are kind enough to meet the expectations of the residents" said Mr. Kades.

Angga and Naila smiled.

" Of course sir. You and the people are good people where maybe your hope is not granted by God" Angga said.

A luxury car will take Angga and Naila out of this village. All the villagers gathered at the house of the kades sir accompanied the return of the young lovers who had met their expectations.

No exception with Kiara, after finishing the bath he came to the house of the kades sir to see the return of the perfect person in his eyes. Not only did he come to see that he had a crazy plan.

The couple had not yet boarded the car, they were still busy in the evening greetings with the citizens and received gifts from the citizens. From last night Kiara had a crazy plan to achieve her dream, once she came to watch TV at the house of a pack of kades and she saw a scene of a girl infiltrating into the trunk of a car. Kiara remembered the scene and it was the scene she would wear to go to the city complaining about fate.

Kiara roared here and there like the behavior of a thief, he will infiltrate the trunk of the car Angga and Naila, a medium-sized bag that has been prepared from last night. When he realized that everyone's attention was on the couple, Kiara quickly missed opening the trunk of Angga's car.

" It's lucky it's not locked" he murmured.

In the trunk of the car a lot of goods Angga and Naila starting from the suitcase etc but because Kiara was so statured he could still hide in it.

After finishing the night with the residents, it was finally time for Angga and Naila to get on the car. They have a private driver to drive them home.

The two of them and the driver were already on top of the car. Angga opened the car glass to wave to the residents who were there.

" Bada chest chest chest chest chest chest chest" said the residents as they raised their palms.

The three men did not realize that there was an uninvited guest huddled in the trunk of his car.

In the middle of the journey.

" Honestly you did this to support your father in the mayoral election, right?" ask Naila.

" well. You think I'm just gonna throw my money away, I was after that village a long time ago. Besides not being noticed by the local government but the village also has a lot of people who are still productive. If I was my father's son who built the road in the village of course all those in the village would have chosen my father" Angga said with a smile.

Kiara who heard the conversation of the lovers gasped.

" So for the sake of politics anyway" Kiara thought"