Trapped in the Love of Princess Friend

Bag. 1 Guest in the morning

It's a fictional story. Imagination of the author. Written for entertainment purposes only.

The dawn is approaching. The morning sun was beginning to shyly reveal itself in the eastern horizon. A red copper color slowly began to be seen. The chirping of the magpies began to sound earthy. A gentle, alkaline blowing wind flowed between the green foliage.

The atmosphere of the morning really shows the peace of the countryside. Away from the noise of factories and vehicles. Protected from air pollution and noise pollution. Emasculated by the beauty of peace and tranquility of the soul.

Because of these conditions, after dawn prayers Samudra chose to return to the contest. Cowering under the blanket. Laze while hearing the radio broadcast. Radio dominated by keroncong music and gamelan gending-gending java. It's like a traditional atmosphere full of magic and mystery.

Since he lived with his wife, Samudra preferred to live in the village. Leaving behind the frenetic life of Jakarta. Alone in a hillside village. Maybe more precisely calm down. Hiding from the fact that his wife prefers men who are more successful than living together with the Ocean.

"Hmmm. Very warm under this blanket." Inner Samudra swmbari pulled back the blanket. His blanket had fallen from the bed due to involuntary movements while asleep.

Suddenly.

"Tock. Geck. Tok. "sounds the door being knocked.

"Who in the morning has already visited people's homes." Sam's mind as he grumbled a little. A blanket that covered his body. His mouth evaporated and moved his body to the right and left cake. He just stepped into the front room.

Open the door slowly.

Criet.

Two people were waiting at the door. One middle-aged man whose age is not far from the Ocean and another girl aged 17 dozen years.

"Who is it ?" greet Sam while looking at his face and trying to remember.

"Good morning Sam. Forgot me ?" greet the man flat. Sam is still trying to remember who that man is. But the result is nil.

"Hm. Who is it ?" sam asked once again as he had not managed to recover his memories of this person.

The man took off his hat and glasses. From there Sam's memory slowly begins to recall the man in front of him.

"Budi ! Oh gosh. How are you doing ?" sam said shortly after recognizing his male guest.

"Samudra." said Budi while shaking Sam's hand tightly. A moment later they hugged each other.

Budi was Sam's best friend since childhood. They separated when Sam went to college and Budi chose to work in Malaysia. It can be said, they both went through childhood and adolescence together.

"Who is this then ?" sam asked to see the girl next to him.

"Oh yeah, meet Sam. This is my son just a puppet. Name's Diana. Salim the same with Sam!" I told Diana.

Sam and Diana shook hands. Girl responsibility. Not yet grown up, but no longer a child. Kucel, not groomed. Dull skin may rarely use a handbody, let alone stretch. His long two-braided hair looks braided just like that. Do not wear sampho treatment only once a month.

"Eh . Comein. Please come in." said Sam let them into the living room.

The Samudra house is not very big. Understandably only lived by one Sam. Minimalist house with two rooms and 1 living room.

Sam let them sit.

"Beforehand." said Sam about to prepare a drink.

"Don't bother Sam" said Budi.

"No. Just hot tea. Make our friend talk." said Sam.

Sam passed into the kitchen and prepared three cups of tea. Lucky Sam used to make tea prick after dawn prayers. Just add the sugar and stir it, then the warm tea is ready.

"Come please. Attempted. Artificial tea duren." joked Sam.

"Duren ?" ask Budi.

"Ah, your sense of humor is gone Bud ? Duren. Duda Keren." said Sam while chuckling. Apparently Sam's humor is not funny to Budi and Dian. None of them laughed. Realizing that, Sam also stopped laughing.

"Have you separated from Lidya ?" ask Budi. Rather hesitantly asking it was afraid of offending.

Sam nodded slowly. That's a reality I don't need to deny. There was no pain in the chest, so Sam was silent afterwards.

"Dian Om." said Diana slowly.

"Oh Dian's. A good call. It means light in the dark." - Sam replied.

Sam and Budi chatted here and there. Understandably long time no see. Sometimes the chatter is not good quality, only makes the two of them laugh out loud. Dian only pouted silently with his eyes occasionally glancing at Sam and his Father.

Until one day Sam felt something was lacking, his stomach started to feel hungry.

"Bud, I'm not out for a second. Find food." Sam's permission was given to Budi.

"Don't bother Sam."

"Not Bud. It's time for breakfast." continued Sam immediately left.

"Eh, wait for Sam. Can we talk for a second. Important and precarious." prevent Budi. Sam paused his intention and sat down again.

"So serious Bud ?" sam asked to be a serious follower.

"Anu. This." said Budi somewhat hesitantly. Then speechless.

"Come Bud. Just anyway. Don't worry" said Sam, breaking the silence.

Budi took a deep breath.

"My wife will be TKW in Malaysia. Yesterday I heard that I am sick at the moment. Ask to be accompanied until healed." Budi story. Sam looked at Budi intently.

"Oh so. Yes you should have gone there. Poor your wife. I know what it means to lose a wife." - Sam.

"You need Bud's money. God exists. How much does it take ?" sam said he did not hesitate to offer his services.

"Oh, not that." elak Budi.

"Oh. Sorry Bud. I am too far yes. Sorry." Sam's correction was afraid to offend Budi.

Be silent. Long-silent. Like hesitating to make his point. Sam no longer dared to interrupt with the conversation. So, Sam just waited until Budi spoke again.

"The Problem is Dian. He doesn't have anyone here anymore. I can't take him to Malaysia. That would cost a lot of money. My wife and I are no longer working. I can't bear their lives." said Budi, who made Sam's heart beat a little.

"I want to leave it to you." whispered Budi lirih. Sam was stunned. Actually Sam was ready if Budi wanted to borrow money. But, this leaves his son to him. Present, it feels like topped with ceramic jars from china.

Sam was silent, speechless. Unwilling to reject it, but not hard to accept it. That means he's gonna play the father that Sam has never done.

"Can't it be Sam ?" pertegas Budi's.

"If my wife is healed, I will return to Indonesia. Anywhere I'll be taking. Please Sam." ask Budi.

Sam took a deep breath. Even though last night his sleep was sound and did not dream strangely, but this is why there was a strange incident.

Look at me expectantly. Diana was just full of sadness. Sad to have his father left. Sadly her mother was again sick and sad for having to live with someone she had just met.

For a long time they were silent. Eventually Sam decided to agree. Sam really doesn't. Surely there will be a lot of trouble coming. Let it be thought of later.

"Alright Bud, I agree" Sam said.

Highlight the eyes of joy emanated on Budi's face. Instead the hue of joy did not radiate on Diana's face.

"alright. Come on Dian, your stuff can be put in that room. Please clean up. It has been uninhabited all along. So it's a mess." Sam told Diana who was always down.

"Thank you Sam" said Budi with teary eyes.

"Just like Bud. We'll be a little girl." - Sam's chimpanzee.

"Eh, we're out yuk ! Find food. Let Diana be here. Beres-beres." said Sam next. Shift in agreement.

Sam and Budi on a motorcycle looking for breakfast. Along the way they both laughed a lot. Remembrance of a funny past. For a moment forget the problems faced by each of them.