There is No Need for Love

Good News From Mr. Dispose

Risda was still in a daze to hear all the stories about Meilani when Meilani and her friend's friend had finished the service, this signaled the time for adults to start the service in a few moments, Risda and Tamia both stood up and stepped towards the church.

Risda just put on a smile and stroked the head of Meilani and other children when he said he would go home first, Tamia also gave a message that Meilani immediately went home, did not play anymore, let alone take a bath.

Risda seemed diligent in following all the existing processions, from beginning to end, when like this Risda must immediately remember his mother, usually they will depart the same using the car of his grandmother's relics.

Risda's mother always dressed her up very beautiful, it was from childhood to college, it continues to do her mother as well as she can, in this case Risda always just be receptive, she said, he never protested anything, including the clothes his mother had chosen.

This is what makes Risda sometimes a little melo, there is always a longing that permeates and infiltrates the deepest recesses of her heart, Risda is also sure if her mother will experience the same thing, he said, according to Risda

it will be a new strength for him, and this will not be so, in time it will return.

After the service, Risda chose to sit back on the long bench that he sat on this morning, Risda chose here to just finish the reading, later if you go home, immediately, maybe this book can no longer be read because of other activities.

“Bu Master ..”.

Risda turned and immediately smiled widely. “Pak Dispose... how are you, sir, healthy right?”.

Sir throw a big smile. “Just aja Bu Guru”.

“Sit Pak”.

Pak Buang and his three friends sat beside Risda quite far away, Risda just nanya just like that and Pak Buang answered ala rate as well. From his attitude, it seems that Pak Buang is the same as the attitude shown by all citizens, very respectful to Risda.

Suddenly Risda remembered Asrul, Risda immediately closed the book in his hand and changed the way he sat with more facing Pak Buang.

“Mr no plans to Subdistrict Pak ?”.

Sir throw a head nod. “Let's be a little afternoon leaving Bu Guru”.

“Every week Sir ?”.

Mr. Throw the head again. “Not a week Ma'am Guru, Thursday also”

“I mean Pak Dispose to the sub-district every Thursday and Sunday”.

Mr. Throw the head again. “Iya Bu Guru, every Thursday and Sunday”.

“Thursday and sunday”. Risda is like repeating.

Mr. Throw the head again. “Iya Bu Guru”.

Risda nodded her head. Why all this time they did not think and did not even remember Pak Buang who brought them first from the sub-district capital to this village, and of course it is impossible that the villagers never went there, he said, there must be a partner or something.

“But Ma'am Guru, if Thursday departs Morning, if the week noon”.

Risda nodded her head. “Returned Sir ?”.

“Sore Bu Guru”.

“Thursday also ?”.

“Iya Bu Guru”.

Risda mangut. “Why is there Sir ?”.

“Take staple material Bu Guru”.

“Can Numpang Pak ?”.

Mr. Throw a small laugh. “Why not Bu Guru, can”.

Risda nods his head, meaning he and Asrul can have a chance to the sub-district to print the proposal made by Asrul, but today it is not possible because Asrul also not necessarily when it comes, but today it is not possible because Asrul also not necessarily when, thursday is also impossible because there is a school, it means that it can only be done on the coming Sunday.

“Pak Guru Asrul Bu Guru”.

Risda nodded her head. “We need to go to sub-district”.

“Bby Bu Guru, I will wait at pier”.

Risda bobbing head. “Nagak now Pak”.

“When is Bu Guru ?”.

“Thursday is also impossible because there is a school. Means next week only sir, can it be ?”.

Sir throw a big smile. “Can Bu Teacher, Bisa”.

Mr. Buang certainly will not refuse Risda's request, can provide help is very desirable Pak Buang and many people here, they have a great desire to provide help.

But they do not or do not know what can be helped, so a moment like this makes Mr. Buang very happy, because for him to be able to provide assistance to the Young Master from the Capital was a happy thing.

“Let's meet where Sir ?”.

“Bu Master to the dock only, I wait there”.

“Okey Pak”.

After that nothing else was said, Risda was again engrossed with his reading while Mr. Buang already had a new topic that he discussed with three friends was now plus two new residents came and sat next to him.

Risda did not really want to rush home, but the book was up, seeing the heat of the weather Risda did not want to hurry, quickly, but in the end Risda stood up as well and stepped back while watching the flowers growing in the yard where residents know there is a good thing to plant in the school garden.

Risda felt that the plants that grow in the school garden are still lacking in collection, still need additional so that the garden is more crowded and more beautiful to look.

“Bu Master ..”.

“Siang Mom Ibu”.

Just that, and then step on to leave the mother who greeted him, Risda for this often also feel comfortable, all the citizens seem to respect them enough, Risda said, at least always say hello if you happen to meet anywhere.

Risda continued to step up and still tried to see where she knew something was pulling her heart, but until she reached the gate of the house where she lived, Risda did not find a flower that was in accordance with her heart's wishes, everything seems ordinary.

Not to mention Risda had let out a small laugh because he found Asrul who fell asleep quite soundly with his dream in a large chair available in the home of Bu Tantia.

Risda let Asrul fall asleep, he went in first and changed into simpler clothes and went back to the front, seeing Asrul who was still asleep Risda chose to go to a shop not far from home to buy bottled drinks, Risda was sure that Asrul must be thirsty.

Risda came up again and put down the bottle drink on the table along with Asrul who woke up from his short sleep. Asrul straightened out his way of sitting and returned Risda's wide smile towards him.

“Drink past”.

“Mantap”. Asrul immediately grabbed a drink and gulped it down with zeal, even to the extent of half.

“Haus yes Rul.. “.

“Haus pun”.

Risda was somewhat giggling at Asrul's behavior, seeing Asrul's sweat that had not been completely dry Risda was sure that Asrul had also not long reached his residence.

“Sports is Rul”.

Asrul. ”Sports whatan. Afternoon buong putin”. Rutuk Asrul's.

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