When Love Teases

138. Towards Ciamis

Aul smiled mesemily as he looked at each other with the man in uniform

the police are sitting near the fountain. Stepping closer as he smiled widely while waving his hand.

"Pantesan kemantiran kepen come here. Apparently the cafe has a special guest, Aulia Maharani." Anggara greeted Aul who had just sat in the chair in front of him.

"Hm, so this cafe belongs to Mr Pol?!" Aul squinted his eyes at the chuckling Anggara. No food on the table. Just a glass of hot cappucino with a love shape on its surface. Untouched.

"Yes, that's it. Aul was first here, right?" Anggara asked back.

"Yes, Brother. At Farah's recommendation, I have it." Appoint Aul with his chin towards the friends who are taking selfies in front of the three-dimensional picture wall.

"Why Kak Angga never told me to have this cafe. What's new for so long, brother? I rarely go this way." Connect Aul. Ever since he entered, he was amazed to see a two-story cafe with a cozy interior. Targeting the youth market.

"Walk a year over two months. He was deliberately not told to let him know for himself." Said Anggara who then started sipping his coffee.

"Didih, Brother Angga is not fun." Aul thumped his lips.

Anggara laughs. "I'm a gini man. Anyone who wants to be close friends with me should be sincere as is not because there is something."

"Newly wearing a brown uniform, many girls are chasing. Especially if you know you have a cafe this much." Anggara while pointing three fingers.

"Wow. Three cafes?! Where is it?" Aul became curious. Staring at Anggara in amazement.

"In addition, there is one in the same Garut in Lembang. Check if the address is." Anggara offers Aul coffee. But Aul shook his head because he was full.

"I've followed her, brother. I salute you, Brother Angga. Secretly turned out to be a businessman as well." Aul keeps his phone at the table after following the medsos cafe account. Accompanied by two thumbs.

Anggara smile. "Make the future, Aul. If you already have a small family, the economy is prosperous. Know for yourself what the police salary is. So must have a side business so as not to justify all means. I want to be a clean apparatus." His word. Because it is common knowledge there is the behavior of police officers who are not good.

"Ah, Brother Angga is the best." Aul bobbing head. Confused to praise how else. Anggara just chuckles.

The four friends of Aul came over. Looks like you're getting ready to go home. Justright. Farah represents talk, take home.

Aul nodded in agreement. "Sister Angga, know this is all my bestie," he said. And each mentioned his name while shaking hands with Anggara who greeted with a friendly smile while mentioning his name as well.

"Aul, want to go home now? What if I'll just anterin ya." Anggara Tawar.

"Go home now, brother. You see, Farah, Selvy wants to go to my house first." Aul wears his backpack. "Thank you for free." He smiled sincerely.

Anggara nodded and smiled. "Let's come back and tell me about the cashier; Aulia's friend Anggara. Let it be free again."

"Well, if you think it's mah kapok ah. Not coming again." Aul shook his head.

"What then?!" Anggara raised one eyebrow.

"I don't want to talk, brother. Pretty much it's free. Loss dong later Angga because I always bring troops." Said Aul while looking at the friends behind him. Farah and Selvy were sneered while smiling at Anggara.

Anggara chuckles. He relented. "Okay pay normally like any other guest. Come again yes you all." he said staring at all Aul's friends.

"Ready, Brother." Compact the four friends Aul.

"Hopefully Aul Khilaf treat us again." Chirps Reno. Which other friends played.

Aul only responded by rolling his eyeballs. He also repeated his farewell to Anggara.

...***...

Bandung

The banner driving his car entered the parking lot of SDIT which implemented a full day school system. There's still five minutes left before the four-afternoon bell rings. He came home early to pick up Padma.

"Sister!"

Padma's cheerful cry was heard as Panji sat on a long bench under a tree, where he used to wait. The younger brother who came running, immediately sat down beside him. Slithering spoiled on his arm.

"Would you go home or play first?" Panji let the sister who feels at home lean while playing with the watch she wears.

"Back, Brother. Dad will be angry. I can play but I have to go home first. Shower, change clothes, just take an afternoon walk." Padma.

Smiling pennies. Over time with Padma, the more you know the disciplined father's learning patterns. One of Padma's success tips on memorizing the Qur'an because the father always used to listen to murotal since toddler at every bedtime.

Panji drove his car in a relaxed manner. Being the listener of the chattering sister tells the lesson today.

"Padma at home school here?" Panji turned a glance at Padma who was sitting while swinging her legs.

"So Zia, my friend Padma, said that Fadlan was afraid of grasshoppers. Last night, Padma caught three grasshoppers in the park. Padma went into Fadlan's pencil case under the table, everything was still outside."

"You don't, brother, just want to start learning Bu Eva, suddenly Fadlan screamed. The grasshopper on the jump to his shirt is the same to Fadlan's cheek. Scorching. Hi hi hi....." Padma giggled while holding her stomach.

Panji laughed. Padma's frown was like de javu's childhood was.

"It is good to be taught that, Padma. Auto kapok ya later the Fadlan." Panji is supportive and will not interfere as long as the mischief of his friend the younger brother is still at reasonable limits.

"Yes, Brother. Must be Fadlan kapok. When they broke up, Padma took Zia to Fadlan's desk. Padma said that if it was still rese it would be brought by a grasshopper jar. Fadlan immediately apologized and promised not to rest again he said."

Panji responds to the story of his sister with a thumbs up.

Tonight it was Panji's turn to stay at the father's house for the first time. Tomorrow begins a three-day long holiday. Long weekend is certainly welcomed enthusiastically by everyone, students and workers.

"Dad, if Padma's coming with you tomorrow to Ciamis, who's the same father?" Said Padma who is now relaxing in the living room with Father Anjar and Kak Panji. He was worried.

Anjar's father smiled. Pecking at the top of her daughter's head that was creaking in her arms. Never been so far apart. If you have to go out of town, Padma is always invited. So it's only natural that Padma feels heavy parting ways.

"Dad is also going to Jakarta tomorrow. There's work. Padma don't worry about Dad. Play the same satisfied there Kak Panji yes. Going to Pangandaran too, right? Take a boat to the white sand. It must be exciting." Anjar.

"Later there Padma will know you and Ami. Definitely Padma seneng deh play with Ami." said Panji who had received news from Aul, if Ami would also return home from the cottage on Friday morning.

"Who is that, brother?" Padma moved to sit next to her sister. Looking at him with a full of curiosity.

...***...

Padma had entered his room after chatting casually listening to Panji's story about Ami, also about Ciamis who had never been visited it. Sleep hugging bolsters while listening to murotal distel with low volume. His lips kamit komat followed the melodious sound of the sound of Hanan Attaki chanting letters from the 29th juz to the 30th juz.

The banner that accompanies preparing the Padma habit, immediately came out after peeping the little sister's forehead. Actually still accompany. But Anjar's father said, Padma must be left alone to focus on listening to sleep by itself.

"Nji, here!" Anjar's father invited Panji who had just closed the door to Padma's room, to the front porch. There are two synthetic rattan chairs on the terrace, which are suitable for relaxing.

"What's up, Dad?" Panji looked at the father who was still at home wearing a sarong.

"Padma will be invited to live where in his Ciamis? Is it in Enin's house or isn't it?" Anjar's father needs certainty. Given the attitude of Ratih the ex-wife, it still looks stiff.

"Dad, just calm down. Panji has a second home for Padma. Panji has not been able to invite Padma to stay at Enin's house. It takes time, Dad. Waiting for Mother herself to invite."

"Padma will stay at Bu Sekar's house. Bu Sekar was his father-in-law, Kak Rama. At home there are his children Bu Sekar who is still in college and school. His names are Aul, Zaky, and Ami. Anyway everything's good. Panji is familiar with everything. Panji also asked permission from Bu Sekar. Everyone's welcome, Dad." Panji Clear.

Father Anjar mangosteen. He moved to inhale the air deeply and exhale slowly. "Your mother...has there been a man who approached Mother, Nji?" His gaze remained straight ahead. Exploring the deep space without star decoration because it is covered in black clouds.

"Behold Panji, first of all, from among the relations there were two people who came to the house. But Mother flinching. Refuse with subtle. No intention of getting married again." Sahut Panji's. Turning to look at the look on the face of the father whose jaw is already thick yet shaved. But it adds charisma and dashing half a century old man.

No one spoke for a moment. The father and son were dissolving with their own thoughts. Only the humble voice of the Cricket breaks the silence of nine o'clock at night.

"Dad seriously want to refer to Mother?" Panji stared hard. Waiting for the answer of the father who now tightly pursed his lips.

"No chance, Nji?" Anjar's father's intonation sounded doubtful.

"The banner is confused too. Honestly have expectations Daddy same Mother refer. By Panji and Padma so that we become a whole family. But Panji won't be Neken Mother. Panji would like to try subtly according to Om Krishna's advice."

Anjar's father tilted. Seemed enthusiastic to know. "How subtle, Nji?"

"There's. I follow the scenario. Don't forget to touch your heart for a third of the night." The pennant pulled the corner of his lips. Stand up first and go to her room. Leaving the father still in a state of curiosity.

Morning came to say hello. Bright and warm by the morning sun that began to rise in the eastern horizon. As bright as the mood of Padma who waited for her brother to come to pick up after dawn was home first.

The waiting finally came. Banner down from the car with a casual outfit, black t-shirt and knee-length jeans.

"Aren't you having breakfast yet?" Padma greeted the older brother on the terrace with sparkling.

"Udah. I was gonna have breakfast here, but auntie's already making it." Panji menenteng Padma's travel bag. Preparing to leave for Ciamis at seven this morning.

"Don't speed, Nji! Let me know when I'm with Ciamis." Said Anjar's father after hugging Panji.

"Ready, Dad."

"Dad, Padma's leaving first." It was Padma's turn to kiss the father's hand and embrace him.

"Happy holiday, saleha. I'll wait for Padma's holiday thriller in Ciamis." Anjar's father kissed the top of Padma's head wrapped in instant hijab.

With a prayer, accompanied by a wave of the hands of the Father and Mbok, the CRV car carrying the brothers began to leave the housing complex to the city with the characteristics of Galendo.