"Mak, I'll go home first, I'll come back later, I want to change clothes and see the condition of the apartment." Rere said goodbye to Mak, who had just come out of the bathroom.
"Yaa, mbak. Sorry I can't cook and clean," sesal Mak looked down at the floor.
Rere did not answer, she just nodded, patting mak's shoulder softly.
"Mbak, go home first, Nur. If you want something, just tell your, brother, okay !?"
Nur didn't answer, she just smiled at Rere and Dewa in turn. Hers face was no longer pale.
Accompanied by Dewa, Rere returned to hers apartment.
"Come in, Wa." said Rere inviting Dewa into the apartment. After she opened the door.
"Wait a minute, please."
Rere stepped up the stairs to hers room. After the Dewa agreed to hers request. Then go down again using a long sleeve t-shirt and long training pants. Looks more relaxed.
"You like coffee or tea?" asked Rere who approached Dewa to the living room.
"Coffee, please?<
Dewa pulled Rere's hand which was still in his grip towards the balcony."You really know the ins and outs of this apartment, Wa?" asked Rere who stepped foot together."Is that what you think?""Yes, as I remember, I never told you that this apartment has a balcony, but how do you know?""Maybe you forgot ?!" The Dewa answered while glancing at his woman."I'm not a genius, but I still remember very well that I never told you about this apartment." Rere replied, hers free hand pushing the door on the right, as well as the hand of Dewa who managed to open the door on the other side."Re ... You often sit here?" asked Dewa, who was still leading Rere to the edge of the balcony, until she could see the city lights of Jakarta shining as if they were flickering."No, what's wrong?""Sit here." Dewa returned to pull Rere's hand which he was still holding
There was Isaac's voice, soft yet close, forcing Dewa with difficulty to open his eyes."Ma ...."Dewa calls Mrs. Zeza, very soft. However, his mother could still hear him"Dewa, have you realized?" exclaimed Mrs. Zeza in a muffled voice, she suddenly stood up from her chair and pressed the bell attached to the wall above her son's head. As the doctor ordered her.The face of this middle-aged woman looks very happy, even though the guest anxiety has not completely disappeared."Dewa ...!" Pak Bagas, who was on the sofa next to the entrance to the room, rushed to his son who was lying weakly with bandages on his head and left hand. When he heard his wife's muffled screamEven though in the end he only got the smile forced by the eldest son."Wait, honey," said Mrs. Zeza, her left hand gently stroking their handsome son's hair."Rere ....?"
"Are you healthy?" Dewa asked, when he saw who was the person who had just entered his ward. Dewa also suddenly stretched out his hand for the woman to hold.Rere smiled as she approached, obeying what Dewa asked earlier. There was a beautiful tingle he felt as their hands grasped.In accordance with the plan, that morning Rere escorted hers parents to visit Dewa. And once met, the Dewas spoiled attitude was increasingly visible, eating asked for a bribe, asking Rere to help him, so that two pairs of parents who were in the same room could only smile."I want to go home to Surabaya,""Why?""I want us to separate for a while, since we were close a lot of unreasonable events happened.""Sorry ....""You finish your business first, don't let any of them get hurt, because if a woman is hurt, that's a big danger.""I don't want you to come ho
"Is this a new restaurant, Bun?" Rere asked when the car that her Ayah was driving stopped in front of a restaurant which, when viewed from the outside, is quite comfortable and rather crowded."Yes ... but this is very well known, Re. Originally not from here. But it's so famous that it opened a branch here." Bunda tried to explain. hers hand grabbed hers daughter's shoulder, invited to step in together.With a nod of head. Rere and Bunda went into the restaurant, while my Ayah, who had just finished parking the car, did not immediately join. Instead, she stood behind someone, as if she was waiting in line."What are you doing, Bun?" Rere asked, after finding the shadow of hers ayah, having been busy looking for him."ordering food, so if here the machine model is like that.""Just a second." Rere suddenly stood up and immediately approached hers Ayah."Just
Without waiting for an answer, Rere walked back to the chair where she had been sitting."It's nice to meet an old friend." welcome the Bunda with eyes staring at her daughter's face, on her lips there is a seductive smile."Yes ... ah, bunda must have deliberately invited me here, right? So you can meet Ema?""Yes, but actually it's because the duck here is delicious, Re?" replied the bunda."Excuse me ...."A woman comes to their table with both hands carrying a tool like a basket but only the iron, as a place to carry a plate filled with white rice, a plate filled with side dishes, chili sauce and a bowl for washing hands."Mbak, why is this different? Usually you wash your hands directly into the sink?" asked Bunda, as soon as everything was ready on the table."I don't know, Mrs. It's just following orders." replied the employee, who then said goodbye to leave.
Rere could only smile when hers bunda reminded her of the nickname Ema and Yuni gave her in school. The princess is sleeping."Yuni, how about it, Ma?""Tomorrow I will pick you up home, yes. We'll go to Yuni's house together.""What time is it?""It's ten o'clock, Re?""Events, what shows?""You didn't say Yuni? Yuni wants to be engaged tomorrow.""I do not know." replied Rere with an innocent face."Yes, I just come tomorrow with Ema. But Ema come alone or not? Not with her boyfriend, Rere so that you won't be the third person.""Tomorrow the three of us really, Bun. I'm coming." The Elang replied to bunda's words.Bunda did not answer, only her lips pursed forward and immediately formed an 'o'."But, I don't have a dress, Ma. I didn't bring extra clothes on purpose." Rere put on a sad face again.
The car driven by the Elang stopped at a boutique with a very large courtyard, only though it was large. However, it is very shady, there are two big mango trees in the middle of the field so it feels very comfortable."Will there be a color rule later, Ma?" asked Rere who walked side by side with Ema, leaving the Elang still parking the car."There is no invitation, Dew. Only Yuni asked us to wear a navy blue dress later.""Ouch, is there or not?" exclaimed Rere, worried."Last night I asked the Elang to call his sister, she said it was still there, and coincidentally the hijab dress too." Ema answered Rere's restlessness, stopping her steps because she was already in front of the entrance."Good morning." A woman in a veil opened the door and, using hand signals, invited them to enter."Morning ...." Ema and Rere replied almost simultaneously.Ema immediately step
Ema called her by waving hers hand asking to step closer.Rere stepped closer with hers hands as she put hers cellphone back into hers bag."What is wrong?""You try it first, while there is still plenty of time, after it fits. We'll go straight away." Ema said as she climbed her hand into the room."Morning, mbak." said a wide hijab towards Rere, hers hands stretched out, making Rere come back to take a step closer to greet him."Sinta.""Rere!""Hey, since when did you change your nickname, didn't you prefer to be called Dewi?" asked Ema who was surprised when Rere introduced the name."Since there was a Dewa !?" Elang replied with his eyebrows raised repeatedly, teasing Rere.Everyone laughed at the Elang's answer, which was true."At envious!" Said Rere who stepped away to the dressing room that Sinta had shown