
"La, I'm sorry brother so keep taking care of you. Though you are in Jakarta also school," said Yanti.
"It's okay, brother. There's still money I can save. After all, Ms. Beautiful still gave me wages even though not much. Paying for school is expensive too. So sorry, sister," said Laila.
Laila had to lie. In fact, the wages he received were still full. But Yanti does not need to know that she has savings. Laila still with her ambition of having a cake shop. The PR to keep realizing the dream is quite heavy. But Laila always thought nothing was impossible.
After completing the pilgrimage, Laila invited Yanti and her two children to play at a tourist spot not too far from her home. Laila really enjoyed the holidays and returned home happily.
But there seems to be something that Laila has forgotten. After Laila returned to Jakarta, Deri, who learned of Laila's arrival and met his wife and two children without her permission, angered her.
"Love is he with you? The money? Where's the money!" said Deri in a high tone.
Yanti who already knew the character of her husband had saved the money Laila gave well. In the end, the money will be used for coffee and cigarettes.
"Ahh, come all the way here don't bring anything. Kids don't know the return of the favor. I've been a dozen years hitchhiking here no money," said Deri.
Yanti did not argue with his words. He let Deri say swear words as he pleased. Not not not wanting to defend Laila, but the last time he defended his sister-in-law even had a big fight. From then on, Yanti chose to be quiet and not comment on anything about Laila.
The lives of Laila and Yanti were different by almost one hundred and eighty degrees. Yanti with her slump that increasingly tired her heart. Laila lived happily. Slowly everyone in the house accepted his existence and began to love him.
Laila's sincere attitude and the way things are is makes everyone change. They're getting close. Even Laila regularly once a week to make cakes for the snacks of the workers in the house.
The knowledge gained at school, Laila pratekkan at home. It has the full support of Bu Indah. Especially when there are guests to his house, with pride Bu Indah introduced a cake made by Laila.
Unfortunately until now Bu Indah did not give Laila the opportunity to sell her homemade cake. Bu Indah only asked Laila to make cakes for the people in her house. That's only once a week on school holidays.
Laila once asked for an opportunity to Bu Indah to be able to sell her homemade cakes on a small scale. He also promised not to interfere with his school and study time. But until now, Laila has not received approval from Bu Indah.
Laila's longing to sell cakes may be due to her longing for memories of Bu Rini. Where they used to make cakes together to sell and make money.
"Mom, even though now I already have money for small capital to sell cakes. I also have a new recipe" muttered Laila.
Bagas who saw Laila was daydreaming immediately inspired her. He knew that now Laila was keeping a great distance from him. But it does not feel like seeing Laila dream a lot while in class.
"La, you're all right?" ask Bagas.
"Gas" said Laila.
"I know I can't be with you. But I'm afraid to see you do," cut Bagas.
Laila looked at Bagas who was so attentive to her. The man in front of him was his smart classmate and was quite considerate of him. Even when Laila asked to stay away from her, Bagas was still trying to show his attention.
"I won't let you. I-i promise. I just want you, if you need a friend I'm always there for you. There is a problem not to be isolated yourself. Fear of stress" said Bagas.
Bagas only laughed when he saw Laila's lips pursed. Laila looked at Bagas full of sincerity. He also believes Bagas can keep his secret. True what Bagas said, he was stressed facing everything alone.
"Tomorrow the hours of rest we snack with yuk!" bring Laila.
"Huh?" ask Bagas.
Unbelieving Laila's invitation, Bagas hits his own cheek. Bagas felt that what Laila said was like a dream in broad daylight. It was impossible for that sentence to be uttered from Laila's lips. But in reality, he heard everything clearly.
"Wouldn't you? Yes," said Laila.
"Eh, uh that's not it. You serious? You're not kidding anymore, are you?" tanya Bagas.
"Tell you. I'm afraid of stress. I don't want to stress alone" Laila said with a laugh.
"Oh, so a new stress turn would you take me?" bagas.
"Oh, so don't you want to? Yeah, not so." Laila pursed her lips again.
"Eh yes, yes. I want stress. Both are the same as you," said Bagas.
"Damn, dreadlocks." Laila shook her head.
Bagas silent mute. Tongue's cow. He can't even say anything. Tombal said Laila? Didn't Laila realize that Bagas' speech was serious? Bagas to tremble when he said that.
Such was Laila who had no more feelings for Bagas. Although Bagas sometimes felt different from his other male friends, Laila put those thoughts aside. He really just wants to be friends with Bagas.
Luckily, a teacher came in. Bagas could control his tense feelings. Some time Bagas was silent and did not focus on the explanation of the teacher in front of the class. He does not think with his own words. He could have said such a sentence to Laila. The shame again, his speech was only considered as a quarrel.
In fact, he really wanted to explain if his words were true. It was a month that her mother left her. I don't know where or what the cause is. For sure, now there is only Laila who can make her heart happy.
Bagas was also eager for Laila to chat with him that day. But it's fine. He will wait for the time Laila promised him. Bagas also wants to share his feelings and thoughts that are chaotic. But he did not want to burden Laila.
Seeing Laila daydreaming while at school alone, Bagas thought that Laila's burden was quite heavy. She must add her own burden to Laila. Let Laila tell her the restlessness. The burden, let Bagas swallow himself.
"Gas, go home first!" laila said when the bell came home, it rang.
Bagas just nodded and smiled. It was nice when Laila treated him warmly. At least he felt his burden at home a little reduced. Laila's smile could treat the pain that Bagas was feeling.
If only there were no Laila, perhaps Bagas would have been really stressed. The burden he felt was so great. The mother he loved so much is now gone and has not returned. Maybe it won't even come back. Bagas did not know and did not expect that his fate would be like this.