Tidying Up Asa, Inviting Hidayah

75. Sleeping Princess

*Aura natural beauty of a girl is seen when she is in deep sleep and when she just woke up.*

Hara

“The food is not yet here, sir?” asked Jenar after pulling the kutsi, then sat down in front of me.

“Not yet,” I answered briefly, while grinding cigarettes. A simple question that is the obvious answer. Didn't he see that there was a cup of coffee and a bottle of mineral water on the table? I still ask the food has not come.

“Service here is famous for a long time, because it is not nyetok. So all orders are cooked impromptu.” said Jenar.

“But memorized, often eat here?” tanyaku.

I saw Jenar pull out the phone while answering, “Multiple times Mas Ghufron took me to a restaurant like this in Jogja. Although the place is different, but the menu, price and service are the same. Equally old.”

Jenar plays the fingers over the phone screen, smiling while shaking. There were small hollows on both cheeks, displaying a sweet impression on the brownish oval face.

“Pak Hara hungry for sure, yes?” It was like looking for something.

“Need to be complained this like.” he grumbled himself, even though I do not question the order of food that has not been served.

The girl has moved, but has not had time to complain, the waitress has come to bring orders. The tall, thin man mentioned one by one the types of food I ordered while moving them from the tray to the table, then he read the order notes.

“Fried chicken, asem vegetable, flour fried mushrooms, trancam, and white rice .. black coffee and mineral water.  The order is complete, yes?” I researched the food, there was one that I thought was strange.

“This is what, yes, Mas? Looks like I didn't order this,” I pointed to a raw vegetable sprinkled with brownish-colored grated coconut on it.

“This is trancam, sir. Here there is an order trancam one,” the waiter showed me the order note. There's actually a number one on the column next to the name of the food. I think I wrote the wrong order.

“Pak Hara wrong message, yes?” Jenar could guess my thoughts.

Of course I didn't answer, lazy to admit mistakes. Choosing to thank the waitress, so as to leave immediately. It is better to eat right away, than to prolong the affairs that are not too important.

“Pak Hara did not order sambal? Fried chicken eaten without sambal is delicious?” Since when did Jenar talk so much? After raving about his good and friendly therapist, he now commented on the food I ordered.

“Sambal here assortment, you know, sir. From the usual to the hottest level, all delicious and cheap. I've tried it.” She was like a sales promoter girl who was demonstrating her sales products.

Makes me moved to dream, “Sama Ghufron?”

I could see the Jenar's face changing. He took the phone that had been placed on the table, then played it.

“Saking often eats the same Ghufron, so you've tried all the chili at the restaurant like this?” I repeated the unanswered question. I don't know which impulse makes me thirsty by curiosity.

“Not always, anyway, sir. More often go with his family Om Dito.” replied Jenar slowly, hardly sounding clearly in my ears.

“So long ago road with Ghufron?” Jenar's been busy with her phone, but I still want to pry her caption.

“Street?” He shifted the focus away from the phone. Just for a moment, it was clear that his forehead was wrinkled. Maybe I should clarify the question?

“You guys dated how long?”

Jenar returned to play the phone while answering briefly, “We are not dating.”

“Often go both, what's the name if not dating?” A stupid question that I regret, because it seems judgmental.

“Mas Ghufron always invited Nalini when we met, I also often same family Om Dito or Aina. So rarely do we go just two,” said Jenar in a tone that sounded sad.

“This is why Mr. Hara asked so many questions about me and Mas Ghufron, huh? Like an interview.” Jenar looks lazy, but I still want to know the story with Ghufron.

“Taken, Sir! Later it will be cold, not good, youh!” jenar said, dismissing my intention to ask anything else again.

I took a spoon and fork. Had to ask for approval before starting to eat, “Ngak pa-pa this I ate in front of you?”

Jenar shut her mouth, probably holding back a laugh. Then ask me, “What's the matter? Mr Hara is afraid I ask for his food?”

I sighed, “Later I was mistaken for not practicing the three Pancasila precepts, disrespecting the followers of other religions that are worshiping. Sassy to eat in front of people who are fasting.”, I answered half grumbling, but Jenar actually laughed. There are no funny words.

“I'm not a flag, sir. So no need to be respected!” It's a joke, but it's true, too. No doubt, I also want to laugh, but I hold back.

“If it is embedded in the heart, even though tempted by the most provocative demonic seduction even, insyaalloh will not waver.” Jenar continued the answer.

“Eh! Sorry, Mr. Hara. It's just a parable, I don't mean to call the father of Satan, loh.” I almost got angry, if he didn't change his words immediately.

“Again I have been accustomed to sunnah fasting since school, so no problem want near me there are people to eat, drink, even if you have to cook insyaalloh no tempted to taste.” he explained.

“Can, dong! Sauteed vegetables, sweet sour shrimp, fried sambel, tilapia pepes, lesah, soto, chicken curry, even cook rendang also I can.” Jenar mentioned many names of dishes with confidence.

I remember eating instant noodles made by Jenar that felt like it was still left on the tongue. Maybe because I don't usually eat instant noodles so it tastes different than others.

“In the form of instant noodles?” guess I underestimated Jenar's words.

“Ih! Mr. Hara, that's it. I can actually cook, not just instant noodles!” I shrugged, a sign unsure of the answer.

“Yes, already if Mr. Hara does not believe.” Genar grumbled.

He took the earphones out of the bag, then put them on. A moment later he placed the phone on the table, using the tissue as a buffer so that the phone could stand upright. Meanwhile, I have not started eating, seeing the pouting face of Jenar that attracted attention.

“Eat the quiet one, sir. I will also watch quietly,” Jenar's tone is still grumbling.

For the first time there was a girl who dared to sulk at me. Even Cecilia - who was closest to me - never sulked. Strangely I was not angry, I wanted to laugh. Because, the movement of Jenar's lips - grumbling without sound - looks funny, adorable.

Jenar had drowned watching what video she was playing on the phone, I started filling my empty stomach because I was late for lunch. The atmosphere of the restaurant is getting crowded, visitors are alternating, some come and go. Some waitresses are busy on the move, some are dropping off orders, cleaning the tables of former visitors, also taking new orders.

Accustomed to eating quickly, I did not take long to finish the meal. Mr. Reza said, the quality of a person's performance speed can be seen from the duration of eating. The faster he eats, the faster the time to finish the job will be too. I instill it in my mind, eating need not be prolonged.

I soaked my esophagus with mineral water, after all the food was gone - except for trancam. I tasted a little of that raw vegetable, but it was weird. My tongue refused to eat it.

Then, I looked towards Jenar who was sitting in front. He rests his head on the table, resting on folded hands. I had to move forward, to see his face. Jenar's eyes were tightly closed with her mouth slightly open. It was fitting from earlier not to sound or move, it turned out that he was asleep.

Yeah, God! This girl is too cute or what? It could be sleeping in a crowded state, in front of men as well. Not really keeping the image of a woman.

The phone in the pocket vibrates long, a sign there is an incoming call. I'll take it right away, want to know who's calling. Cecilia's name is listed on the screen complete with a photo of the centilnya. I haven't gotten a chance to take it yet, the call is over. Let it! If it matters, he'll call again.

My eyes were on Jenar again. His sleeping face looked shady, with dense and long eyelashes. I was moved to capture this rare moment. Rarely, can you see the real face of a girl while sleeping? Perhaps this was the reason why the prince in the sleeping beauty fairy tale, was willing to kiss the cursed princess. It turned out that the sleeping girl looked more naturally beautiful.

I put the phone on the table, put my chin on my left hand. Take advantage of the opportunity to enjoy the face of the girl who is so calm in front. I felt the wind gleam from the left side and the rumbling sound of the river flow sounded like the melodic singing of nature. The scorching sunlight penetrated through the gaps of the trees, cradling the body.

This two-story restaurant is located on the main roadside of Magelang city, facing the most famous hospitals throughout the city. The back of the restaurant is bordered by a large river. It is fitting that I choose the most edge seat, so I can enjoy the atmosphere of nature, not passing the vehicle.

Vibrate the phone on the table disperse the daydream. Successfully disturbed Jenar's sleep, seen her body move. I took the phone, saw who called. However, the movement of the wiggling Jenar is more interesting than a phone that keeps vibrating. He spread his hands on the table, writhing while trying to straighten. Her lips were pursed, complete with almost fused eyebrows. Really am! It looks ... very sexy.

“Pak Hara is done?” Jenar asked while rubbing her face.

Somehow the noise made me have trouble swallowing. My hand was outstretched about to grab a bottle to wet the throat that suddenly felt very dry. However, exactly what I took was a cup containing coffee that was almost toilet. Not relieved, even bitter that feels. Sontan makes me cough, this is why I'm being misbehaved, huh? Jenar was seen cleaning things, while I was about to divert nervousness by picking up a phone call.

“Where to?” I pulled the hand of Jenar who was in a hurry to move.

“Pak Hara just accept the phone first, I want to pay to the cashier.” he replied pointing to the phone that continues to vibrate in my hand.

“Do not!” I don't agree with the answer, “No! I pay by myself.”

“Not what, really, sir. Food like this will not be up to fifty thousand pay.” It is like memorizing the amount of food I eat.

However, I completely disagree he went to the cashier. Not because the price of food is not how small, but do not want the tangled face of Jenar seen by the crowd.

“Wash your face first, there! Sleep to the floor!” I said origin, as it passed, ahead of Jenar to the cashier. I'm sure he must have believed my trick, because not as fast as lightning he went to the stairs, definitely want to find a toilet. It was fun to also prank the innocent girl.

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Seriate....

Hi guys! How are you doing? Long, long, long time no see, huh? 😉

May all friends be in good health, healthy and happy, aamiin. From the deepest heart, I am sorry once can only continue this story now, after accosting so many full moon 😂. Thank you very much, for those of you who remain faithful waiting for the continuation of the story mbak Jenar and Abang Hara, even though they have long been neglected. 😁 

Actually it is not my intention to silence them, but it is because of the busyness that cannot be represented, hehe. In any case, I will still be responsible for completing this story until the end. Slowly, yeah. Because I am still in the phase of reviving the feelings towards them, after being seized by Naufal and Seroja. hehe. 

For more news, you can follow my social media, yes. Insyaalloh slowly began to activate again. Thank you once again for the attention, do'a and the best appreciation that friends give.  May it be repaid with kindness anyway, aamiin. 💕💕

Uh, already seen splashes of love from Mr. Hara, here.  About to continue, the road in place, or even just extinct, huh? Stay tuned for the next episode, yeah. When, madam? Ehm .. can't answer yet. 😁