When Love Teases

6. Morning Tragedy

Ten o'clock exactly. As expected, Love has not arrived. Kala went straight to the third floor to meet Mr. Rahmat at his Faculty secretariat. Door's closed. Kala knocked it twice. There's no answer. He knocked again while saying his greetings, there was no answer either. Finally, Kala turned the doorknob, about to open it. Damn, the door's still locked.

Kala crouched down in front of the secretariat room, while holding the weight on his back. Apparently holding a laptop makes his shoulders ache quickly. While thinking about what he would say later if Mr. Rahmat asked about the development of his research.

" Who are you waiting for?"

Kala stood up, faced with a man who was about his thirties. The man was carrying a bucket and a mop.

" Mister Grace, sir."

The man seemed to think, "Grandfather... Oh Fauzi's Grace?"

Kala nodded, "yes, sir."

" Usually Mr. Rahmat Fauzi stand by here every weekend from nine to two, Mas."

Remembering what day it is. Thurs. It means not weekend. Try to be positive. After all, it was not yesterday that Mr. Grace arranged a guidance schedule for him. Without being denied.

" I've made a deal, sir."

The man in his thirties nodded, "oh yasudah if he already has an appointment," said the father as he opened the secretariat room and entered, "Sam, just sit in the front seat of the secret. Who knew Mr. Grace was really coming, right?"

Kala nodded. He just according to what the father said. While looking at the clock, Kala sat in the waiting chair. Stupid, there was a chair all this time why was he squatting anyway?

While waiting, if you see the phone. Nine o'clock past ten. Kala began to look for the contact of his supervisor, intending to call him. However, he broke his intention. Probably still on the road. Ten minutes later, if Mr. Grace has not yet arrived, Kala will contact him.

" It's true, Kala!"

Kala raised his head. Love is sitting next to Him.

" Why are you here?"

" In the bosen canteen alone. Yes, just come here. He said guidance, where's your dospem?" Love gives a cup of vanilla latte flavour to Kala who is received with a bent face.

" Lecturer is so," Love glanced at the bag Kala was carrying and shook it, "you have a laptop?"

" Want guidance."

Love bobbing heads, unexpected with the intention of Kala, "the spirit yes, Kala."

Kala sucked the drink of Love and glanced at the woman next to him who only carried a bundle of paper that was clipped and inserted into the clear holder. While on the right shoulder Love draped a small bag that may only be enough to place the wallet and mobile phone.

" Do you want guidance?"

Love nodded, "yes dong. Look at my proposal. Soon you can register sempro (Seminar Proposal)."

Kala could not speak anymore. Although it looks not intent, in fact Love is a hundred steps ahead of him. I looked at his watch again. This time he was shocked because he had shown eleven hours less than twenty minutes. Soon Kala wants to call Mr. Rahmat. However, Kala immediately abandoned his intentions. Kala finally sent a short message to his guidance counselor.

" No news yet?" Love read Kala's short message from her place.

" Not knowing. He set the schedule yesterday."

Love checked her vibrating phone since then, "Kala, I'm first huh. My hostess is waiting on the fifth floor."

Kala nodded and let Love go. He looked at the back of Love until he turned. Apparently, Cinta had forgotten about last night and did not bring it up again. That made Kala somewhat relieved. However, his short message that was not answered made him upset.

" She, I lock it first. Mr. Rahmat has his spare, so Mas just calm down."

Kala just nodded. Seeing the father who had entered the secretariat has now come out again.

At exactly eleven o'clock, Kala's phone vibrated twice, indicating there was an incoming message. I opened the message immediately. Apparently a reply from Mr. Grace for him.

From: Mr. Grace Dospem

Ouch. I forget.

To : Mr. Grace Dospem

So how, sir?

Send. Undeliverable. Kala observed his phone hoping that his message would be answered soon. Ten minutes later, however, there was a reply.

From: Mr. Grace Dospem

Just back the weekend. I just arrived in Bandung.

Kala did not reply again because of annoyance. He eventually walked away from his faculty secret and sat in an empty chair while waiting for Love. Before long his phone vibrated many times indicating there was an incoming call.

Mother.

I immediately raised the call.

" Hey..."

" Yes, Mom."

" Yes, thank you."

Confused, "thank you?"

" Thank you for helping our family."

It gets more confused. I don't understand where his mother's talking is going.

" The same mother you got five billion dollars, son. Dian Miranti kept her promise."

Now, Kala understood what her mother was talking about.

" Thank you very much. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't know where to get the kids' school fees from."

Kala was happy to know. But, how could this all happen?

" Mom, is Kala really Dian Miranti and Kevin Adiguna's son?"

" Yes, Kala. You're their real child. Mom and Dad were just the housekeepers and the gardeners."

Kala caught her breath. One more fact that makes it really unexpected. His mother and father were only household assistants and gardener Dian Miranti.

" Mom, why did Dian Miranti leave Kala with Mom's family?" Finally the question was also answered. However, for a long time, there was no answer from his mother. On the phone only heard the sound of breathing and breathing many times.

" Mom?"

" Kala, although I know about it, but it's not Mother's realm. The job of Mom and Dad is just to keep you healthy until adulthood. Other business, let Mama and your Papa explain, yeah."

" It was just curious. Why don't they take care of the baby."

" They're good, son. All this time they were good with Mother and Father. So, you don't have to think about nothing. If you hear something that hurts you, don't take it. Those who used to have changed."

The feeling of Kala is getting tossed. Kala did not understand what his mother said. If it is not wrong to catch, it may mean this: If one day he knows the other reality, Kala does not need to blame anyone. If it's bad, it's just the past. What matters now is that they have changed.

" Little!"

Kala surprise. Hearing the voice of Love makes his heart feel slumped into the stomach. Reflex Kala turned off the phone with his mother.

" Love, just ngagetin."

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