When Love Is Present

Chapters 2. Being in a new family.

"Who made this. You or aunt?"

"I'm mas. Favoring right? Because I made it sincerely."

Vim cleared his throat several times, neutralizing the throat that felt choked hearing the words Laras. Laras' milk coffee does fit on the tongue but Vim won't want to admit

directly to. Showing in Laras made his pride fall.

"No, it's mostly milk. You want to make me sick with the sweetness heh."

"No, it's between coffee and milk.

'

"Bring it to the back. Make it good again."

"Huh?? I don't want to."

Just waste the drink. Where has been disrupted. Try not yet felt, I must have spent. Barrel grumbled in the heart.

"What a hard thing is to make coffee mixed with milk. Bring pieces of fruit here."

"Very easy. Then say again oh this is mostly coffee, less milk or this is liquid."

"So you want it or not. I can talk to papi ya so that your pocket money is cut because it does not obey the order."

"Tell me. Now I'm going to the back."

"Bring fruits here. I'm waiting for."

Patience is the right course of action to face Vim, indulging in his will by treating

fruits that have been cleaned and cut in front of him.

"This fruit. Is there something I should do again?"

The barrel deliberately did not bring the milk coffee in front of Vim again. Just enough fruit.

"none. You can sit there."

"If there's no more, I'll go to my room. It's late afternoon, time to take a shower."

"New five o'clock. Time is still long, sleep can also be in my bed."

"I'd better go back to my room."

"You're happy to rebel.

Why the hell do you think?"

Baras is getting upset with Vim's behavior. Just half an hour near Vim, it felt like hours. The barrel is like a robot controlled by Vim

do this and that.

"Tell me why you want to live in this house."

Vim's speech made Laras lift his chin. Scrutinizing the face in front of him who was holding a cellphone in his left hand and a piece of apple in his right.

"Jawab only. No need to observe

my face. You just realized I'm handsome, right."

"Because I'm happy when my mom and dad are happy. By obeying them, I made them happy. Both my parents believed in mommy and papi would never waste me. In fact I get their affection, just like mas Vim and Vano." Sorting the Barrel in his own way of thinking.

Vim understands her mother who has long wanted to have a daughter. The Vim brothers are all men. Shown by Vim when he and Vano were young invited to buy clothes by mami and mami always interested in buying girls clothes that are displayed with beautiful pieces and ornaments of ribbons and lace.

...~~...

Laras is lucky that mom raised him as a child. The little barrel always follows his mother occasionally to visit Vim's house to deliver the results of his mother's work or finish the same little work in the house. That's when Laras and Vano play together until a familiarity between them.

That closeness raises the desire of mom to match them. Matchmaking occurs and who will not be proud to meet the demands of distinguished families such as Mr. Dewantara and Ms. Maharani.

Before Laras lived with them, Vim had accidentally heard the conversation of papi and mami in the living room. Vim stepped back and sharpened his hearing of the conversation between his parents.

" Next year we can do the pih so that Laras does not hunt in the room of people. Just make Vano better." Mami says.

"Well for Vim. Think about Vim's age now."

"Twenty-seven years. Vim is very difficult to wake up. All because of his girlfriend. Because he's Vim's now the same stupid period of his life. Time just wasted. Just work it out."

"Who knows with Laras later he can change."

"Papi's Lung's Love."

"Vim has to change and I want Laras to make Vim change better. Barrels could definitely budge with Vim because their ages were so different."

"Mami wants Laras to be with Vano Pih, let them stay here with us."

Yes Vim realized he was too stupid with all the advice of his parents so that he immediately sought a companion. So that his life is more focused because now Vim likes to do as he pleases. Work is not done diligently. If he was serious about his work, Vim would have been more established.

However, Vim can still think clearly not to waste his hard work. Although Vim's success is not as high as his two brothers abroad, Vim can still be clear-minded to take advantage of his salary, raise money and build a house on the land he intended.

Later he let go of his bachelor Vim was determined to build his own life out of his parents' house. The house occupied by them will now belong to Vano. All have been arranged by Mr. Dewantara and recorded on behalf of each

vadli, Viky, Vim and Vano.

Laughter in the backyard messed with Vim's heart. There on the pitch prepared for them playing badminton Vim sees Vano and Laras rejoicing in togetherness. Their racket swings race alternately to return the shuttle cock that they both direct.

Vim watched from the kitchen window. He would grab a drink in the fridge when the sound of laughter stopped in Vim's ear. Very happy with Baras and Vano.

There is a sense that touches Vim's heart. I don't know what his name is. The Barrel's hair that was bound and moved to the right and to the left like a pendulum of a clock made Vim smile.

"Huh. hah. hah.you always gave me high balls. Haahh.I have trouble reaching hah.hah.."

The barrel stops chasing the shuttle cock and regulates the breath.

Sweat splashed on the face of Laras. Both of his palms rested on the leg.

"Hahaha so you can jump a lot and get your body up faster!" Shouted Vano.

"I don't want to play anymore. I'mtired. I'm tired."

The barrel sits straightening both of its legs on the field. His breath is still up and down. Vim was observing them from a distance. Barrel if only..

"Lap sweat. How, you still want to play again or not?"

"Enough. I'm tired." Laras Whine.

His face asked for mercy.

Vano wiped his sweat with a small towel. He brought the towel closer to the olfactory barrel.

"Aaahhh stinks of tofu!"

"Hahahahaha.enakn't smell."

Vano escaped from Laras away circling the field. Laras tries to chase after Vano, though his hand cannot reach Vano. Laughter Vano just off managed to prank Laras.

"Awas.a.was... Stop mas!"

But Vano kept running. Only half the field Laras stopped chasing Vano. Barrel gasping

puffing back. His face began to pout in annoyance and his eyes began to red withhold tears. Vano noticed a change in the face of Laras and approached Laras.

"Uuuh that's just crashing. Don't cry already. Sweat dipped.'

Vano grabbed a small towel Laras and helped Laras dry the sweat on his face. Vim took a deep breath. Instantly Aurora's face appeared in Vim's mind. That sense is always present when Vim suddenly remembers it. The pain caused by Aurora who prefers matchmaking from her parents rather than Vim. Vim left his bottle on the table.

...~~...

Each finished his dinner with Laras no exception. The last is Laras and he will help the aunt clean the dining table afterwards.

"So next week we go to Laras house huh. Officially bring up the application. Vano is ready to work."

"Mi better wait for Mas Vim. Mas Vim was married first." Vano

his wish.

"How's Vim? Already have your candidate, let papi and mami propose to you?"

"Vano go first." Vim answered briefly.

It's okay if Vano gets married first before Vim. It's not a problem for Vim. One day the love is greeting back, Vim will get married even though Vim feels uncertain to find a heart that can rekindle the fire of his love.

"Tell mommy when you have a wife. Mami will vigorously help you."

"Not yet mi. Forgetit. Vano first."

"There's still time. In a year you can find him."

Vano gives encouragement.

Busyets. It was easy to find a future wife in a year, Vim grumbled inwardly.

Had the candidate been Laras it would still be possible. Who and how Laras, Vim and family already know. But already Laras has been betrothed to Vano.

"Ras, the day after tomorrow help me in the room with the old stuff."

"Good on."

"Wait for me to wake up."

Laras nodded his head. Vim cleaned his mouth with a tissue and then parted from the place. A moment ago his name was called by Papi just now.

"Vim papi wants to talk. Just a moment in the study."

"Yes pi."

The two men walked towards the papi's study, while Mami and Laras cleaned the dining table. Vano also passed to his room.

"It's been a long time since you heard your story, how it developed in the place where you worked."

"Oya pi smoothly. Everything's fine. Papi don't worry."

"That's what papi expected. Not too disappointing. I hope there's a better hike ahead."

"I'm still in charge of pi."

"Should. Papi's son should all be able to. From next month Vano will help you. Teach and guide your sister to get to know the company."

"certain. The next three months I teach Vano. I targeted Vano should be able to because after that I'll catch up with Mas Vadli."

" No. Started my efforts there. I'm a pi."

"of course. Do'a papi with all of you. You need papi's help?"

"A little extra pi."

"Can. With the agreement you return little by little as your business development. How's it?"

"Agreed pi. Thank you pi."

"Papi hope there you find your future companion."

Vim chuckled in response to papi's words. A hope that Vim does not know when he can fulfill.

"But knows you can be better than Vadli and Viky. Get up and get your future. Forget about your past. There are so many beautiful women around you. You just choose or want to match with the daughter of papi acquaintances?"

"no need. I can find it myself. Oya pi don't tell mommy first if I want to go to Australia."

"Yes it won't. You can go now."

The night was not too thick. Vim decides to meet his friends. Agree at the nightclub where they used to gather.

In his room, Laras was calling his parents.

"Tomorrow to go home, ma'am. Mother's cooking barrel crest."

"Come Laras. Didn't Maharani's mother give you permission."

"Mami Maharani does not mind that Laras every day to the house. Only Baras has to do the job, ma'am."

"Yes son. Tomorrow if Laras' time is loose, Laras's coming home for a while."

"Yes mom. Mama's eating? Dad's home, right?"

"Your father is home. We're done eating. Larita was in her room studying.

"so. Yes, I'm resting now, Mom. Barrels love Mama."

"Yes, I want you to love Laras too. It's fine there."

"Yes mom. By Mother.muaaah."

Laras smiled with satisfaction to talk to his mother. Time is still very long. The eyes have not felt any sleepiness. Spending time reading a novel may be better than just being quiet.

Finally the novel story that accompanied Laras spent a long night. For hours Laras read the novel until the ears of Laras caught a slight noise outside near the window of Laras' room.

Laras sharpens his sense of hearing. The sound of the door opening and the sound of someone deliriously uttering some disorganized words.

The room with the door outside it was Vim's room. Then Vim goes into his own room. Curiosity is on

laras Mind. Barrel came out of his room and set foot into Vim's room. The Laras and Vim rooms are bordered.

The door to Vim's room is rarely closed. Only curtain cloth became its daily cover. The Baras hand flicked the curtains a little, enough for him to figure out what was going on inside.

Mata Laras watched as Satpam was packing Vim onto the sofa and unbuttoned Vim's shirt. Laras ventured into Vim's room. The pungent smell made Laras want to vomit. Vim drunk.

"Sir is drunk?" Ask Laras half-whispering.

"Yes, non."

Mr. Satpam shook his head

shake his head and look at Vim. Then raise Vim's body on the bed. Vim keeps raving. Shortly calling Aurora's name, briefly cursing and talking to himself until finally silent in sleep.

"Sir is often Mas Vim like this?"

"Not really non but in a month there must be something like this."

"Sir, Aurora is.."

"The boyfriend is non. Mas Vim in stay married."

"Oo so. It's his escape."

"Yes non. Poor mas Vim even though mas Vim is good, smart again. That's why he's like this."

Vim clothes that smell of alcohol and cigarettes have been released by Pak Satpam. Then his pants just opened the buttons.

"Turn on non and non-sleep AC. It's so late."

"Yes sir. I'm going to the room again."

Once again Laras looked at Vim's face. Tangled and full of pain in the eyes of Laras. How much you loved her that you were like this. Can't your heart give to others who care more about you, Laras muttered.

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In the morning, Laras intends to visit his family. Although their distance is not too far but Laras rarely go home. It does not mean that he has forgotten his parents. Laras is self-aware he only lives with Mr. Dewantara's family. For that Laras should be able to carry himself there.

Passing through the rear gate, Laras got a lot of greetings from those who worked with the Empress Mother. Of those who were giving plain cloth stamps, some were washing the cloths. There is also a drying and in the final stage someone put a neat cloth into the plastic.

"Where to go."

It was the voice of Mr. Wido who was in charge of washing the finished ingredients.

"To Mother's house, sir. Let's Mr."

"Yes neng. Please."

"Wah non Laras is already beautiful this early. Not delivered non?"

It was Miss Narti who asked. Laras shook his head with a knotty smile.

"No ma'am. Me alone. Let's go Mom."

"Yes nak Laras. Be careful."

"Thank you ma'am."

Vehicles that pass on the front road of Mr. Dewantara's residence are not too crowded. Soon usually local tourists through the road to the tourist sites in the area.

The legs of Laras pedaled the bike five hundred meters until it reached his house. Although provided motorcycles Laras choose to ride a bicycle with a basket decoration in front of him.

Her hair that was severed danced around because of the Baras movement.

His heart could not wait to see Mom. Barrels calling

call Mom to the kitchen.

"Mother Baras is home. Taraaa.."

"Your path shocked Mother.

Who are you with."

"Laras himself ma'am. Yesterday Laras asked permission from Bu Maharani."

"Mother's son, you've had breakfast yet. That's Mommy's ready for breakfast. Dad came out of there. Larita's still sleeping."

"Yet. Barrel wants to eat."

"Yes take as you please. How good is staying at Maharani's mother's house?"

"Enak Ma'am. Everything's good, except.." Laras hangs his sentence.

"Except what?"

"Hmmm.no ma'am. All good is equal to the barrel."

"really. Thank goodness then."

Almost two and a half hours Laras accompanied his mother in the kitchen. Then Laras decided to return to his adoptive parents' house. Not to forget the mother provides a fried Gurame fish barrel with terasi sambal for her adoptive family.

Down the road that was passed by Laras pedaling his bike, But Laras felt something strange with his bike that did not want to be braked. The face of Laras was suddenly scared.

If the Baras passes through the rear gate the Baras will meet with all who are working. Yang Laras was worried that his bike could hit anything in front of him because of his brakes blong.

Main street in the choose Laras. Coincidentally the fence if the morning is still wide open. The bicycle is directed towards Laras to the right of the house where there is a swimming pool there. If the fall is still safe in the pool.

The barrel took his bike to the left

swimming-pool. On the edge of the pool Laras lowered his legs to stop the bike. Bicycle to the left.

Guuubraakkkp.

Bicycles and Baras hit the door next to Laras. Laras' body rolled away as soon as the glass door opened. Laras paddled and held his aching left arm.

"You're making a noise early in the morning!"

Vim stood upright observing Laras with a waking face.

"Sorry, I'm falling in a mas."

"Wake up! You're okay, right.

Just disturb!"

Vim leaves Laras. Barrel tried to get up. Not to help even scolded inner Laras.

"What is sick. Grease this oil."

"No. nobody is sick. Sorry to disturb your sleep."

"Eee give this medicine to your hands first and you can go."

"It's okay, though. Not sick."

"Now it doesn't hurt. Tomorrow you wake up and it will hurt. Get your arm."

Baras was afraid that Vim would get angry. The barrel advances the arm of his left hand.

"I smeared myself. Please pour that oil into my palm."

Vim poured the wasp oil into Laras' hands. For a moment Vim watched the open upper arm of Laras. That alone had made Vim swallow his saliva. Damn my sister-in-law is beautiful and clear, he told himself.

"Already mas. Thanks for the oil."

Barrel saw Vim's faint smile. He stepped out and took his bike.