CLBK (Love Makes Upset) 2020
Episode 7 - In The Pavilion with Angry Man

As the car entered the company area, Love observed the surroundings. Once entered the large fence that encircled the area, Love only realized that the area even exceeded the area of the ball field.

Mike was busy calling, and gave absolutely no explanation about everything Love saw. Love wanted to ask Mr. Driver, but the man also only got brief instructions to park the car. So Love could only quietly watch her surroundings.

When Love glanced at the clock on the car dashboard, it was almost midnight. This means that since arriving, about 10 hours they have arrived in the destination city.

Oh, my God, it's worth Mike being that angry. Love really just realized that he was wrong as long as to ride the bus carelessly.

"Come on!" take Mike as the car stops in front of a pavilion that seems modified from a used container. Although somewhat confused, Love followed obediently.

Mike unlocked the door and walked right in wearing his shoes. Love followed him too.

They entered the transition room with the stone floor. Two doors greeted them. One door in front of them with a ladder, another door on the side with a small window. From the window, if the closed room is the kitchen.

Mike moved towards the door with the stairs, and opened it.

As soon as the door opened, Mike picked up a pair of sandals and took off his shoes. Put it neatly on the shelf, where he took the slippers. The man just kept quiet and walked in with his bag and small suitcase. Love also follows Mike's movements. Incidentally there are still two other pairs of sandals on the shelf.

The cool air conditioner greeted them. The previously platooned stone floor was seen changing with a furnished warm wood floor.

Smile Love instantly. Enjoy the cold with pleasure. Eve in East Kalimantan is indeed much hotter than in Jakarta. Just a few minutes out of the car, he started sweating.

As soon as I saw that there was a large sofa in the living room, Love jumped on it and threw her backpack on the floor.

"Wuaaah! Adeeem!"

Mike glanced slightly but did not stop in the living room, he moved to open two other doors.

"We'll stay here first. You sleep in there!" he said, opening one of the doors and pointing at it. Love hastily stood up.

A room with a king-sized bed dominated by gray, brown and white is visible. Compared to the guest room that became one with the dining room, the room was much wider. There was a large window on the wall of the room that was also made from that container.

Love moved in and peeked through the wide curtains that dominated one of the walls. The view outside was invisible to anything other than the right garden lights in front of the room, so Love closed it again.

Just a minute, but he's not seeing Mike anymore. Love ran out, looking for her.

The man he was looking for had already opened the other door that had been closed. It turned out to be the kitchen that also leads to the door that was at the entrance of the house.

Mike was cooking water and seemed to check the cupboard as well as the refrigerator in the kitchen. Love stood at the door, on the stairs preparing to go down to the kitchen. But he was just about to see what Mike was cooking. The man looked at her.

"Here go in! A shower! Change clothes!" said Mike loudly.

All the years of Love, never once did Dad dare to snap at him. Indeed there is a teacher who likes to snap at him, Mr. Darman, and the man has always been the material of the fad Love. Now one more person is added. In these few hours, Love has many times got his snaps.

Love's eyes stared fiercely without being able to answer. Yes, this is how people ride. If Love hadn't been in the middle of a place he didn't know, maybe Mike would've gotten his payback. Other than just being able to reply with a gaze, Love could say nothing but obey him.

But at the door, his steps were blocked.

"Eh, Mum... Mas... "

Mike looked annoyed. "What else now?"

"Love's suitcase is at the hotel. Brought the same as Riri. Love just bring a backpack," replied Love shyly.

The sound of a man's breath in front of him made Love's body drag backwards. Afraid of being yelled at again. Mike did not do it. The man simply turned off the stove and walked out of the kitchen, into the room. Love followed him from behind.

Inside the room, Mike opens the closet and picks up one of the neatly folded t-shirts. Also sports pants are located at the bottom. He put the clothes on the bed. "Wear it!" he came out while closing the door.

Love wanted to ask about towels and toiletries, but for fear of being scolded by Mike, Love chose to go straight into the bathroom only. Fortunately, he carried a spare underwear in his backpack.

In the bathroom, everything is available. Towels neatly arranged in a closet, a new set of toiletries also just take. Even from the drawers in the big bathroom were some new t-shirts and panties. But. all for men.

Finally Love washed the underwear he was wearing earlier and sunbathe in the bathroom. While his dirty clothes he kept in a backpack.

After showering and deciding to put on her potluck, Love exited the bathroom with wet hair. He couldn't find a hair dryer. Let it. It will also dry itself.

As he exited the room, Mike was out of the kitchen again. The man brought a glass of milk.

"Drink! After that go to sleep!" mike said with a distinctive tone commanding it.

Once again Love did not want to get a snatch from this authoritarian man, so he complied.

Love glanced at Mike while sipping his warm milk. "Where's the sleep?"

Mike who was busy looking for something in the black bag in the living room pointed to the sofa, "You just sleep! It's already night. I have a meeting now. Here's the door lock. I brought my own keys. Don't forget to lock your door. Understood?"

Waitaminute! If he knows it's late, why a meeting? It's kan... Love glanced at the wall clock.

Jesus, it's almost 1 at midnight!

But Love couldn't ask because Mike had rushed out of the house. However, just as Love turned around to her room again, Mike walked in again.

Mike looked at Love for a bit, before walking past him, towards the room and out again with something in his hand. Hair dryer.

"Dry your hair before going to bed!" the order again while putting the hairdryer into Love's hands.

Then Mike also pointed to the bathroom without turning his face away. "Also.it's all pants. Near the kitchen. Sunroom. The bathroom here is only one."

O... M... A!

From earlier there were only orders, orders, orders and orders. That one guy just seems quiet and doesn't have much behavior. The real thing is, he's an incredible chatter. Everything was wrapped up in an indisputable order.

Love is almost difficult to take a breath so afraid of being snapped. Really exhausting!

Didn't the man know that this hour is the hour Love just started to move?

You old man! My dear! Tomorrow is also a holiday.the schedule has been postponed until Sunday afternoon. It means I am free to wake up. Sure oes... Stay up dooong!

After moving her underwear in the sunroom that Mike said, Love began to feel bored and wanted to do something.

The first thing Love wants to do is explore this guest pavilion.

Something that has attracted attention but has not been touched by Love is a small bar in the corner of the living room. Beautiful and neatly arranged legged glasses hung on the shelves, then there were wine bottles lined up in rows and refrigerators which when opened showed rows of bottles and cans of various flavors in them.

With joy, Love put the glass of milk that is still half and jump excitedly towards the bar. He began to open the closet closed, and found some snacks, fried beans are ready to eat, and various types of pastries in small jars.

Love took one peanut sachet and two pastry jars. After that his gaze turned to the refrigerator of the beverage cooler. Open and pay attention to the contents one by one.

It turns out there are many different soft drinks in it. Not only soft drinks, he even found beer and various alcoholic beverages.

As he looked up and opened one of the cabinets that also felt cold, there were also several types of wine in bottles that were laid neatly.

Gosh this is right? Is this an illegal drink!?

An idea flashed through Love's mind and she did it without a second thought.

When finished, Love took one of the orange-flavored soft drinks and brought it to the television front with a snack she had chosen. Love watched while eating until he fell asleep.

By morning, Mike walked into the pavilion again tired. After a few hours of arranging the situation to keep things as planned, he just wanted to take a shower and take a nap.

In the morning he will have to go to Sangatta to check the project there with the directors and field managers.

Actually there are several other pavilion rooms, but all are being renovated and of course because of the presence of Love outside the plan, so that the company housekeeper officers did not have time to prepare another pavilion.

They did not even prepare an extra bed in the present pavilion. Never mind, Mike no longer cares about that. He may be able to sleep sitting up when he is so tired.

When he opened the first door, Mike frowned. The living room lights are still on and there are noisy sounds that indicate that someone has not slept. It was almost three in the morning.

Full of question marks, Mike opened the door and he gasped. The sight before him made his body freeze in front of the door.

The girl sleeps on the couch. His feet extended to the table, and he seemed to have just kicked a bottle of yellow soda water that was now flooding the wooden floor.

Not only that, peanut skin scattered on the table and some on the floor, floating on the soda water.

Mike pulled and sighed, trying to calm himself down.

Remember Mike! He's still a kid. He's still a kid.

After that, Mike moved slowly closer and carried the little girl towards the room. It felt like Mike just threw the girl on the bed, but then he stopped. This girl's father can punch her if that happens.

You take good care of Love, Mike, that's Mr. Hadid's only daughter. You know that Mr. Hadid is no longer a friend of Papa, he is already like a brother that most Papa respect.

If only Papa hadn't messaged me over and over again about it, maybe Mike would've done it. In his entire life, Mike has never held a girl like this. Twice in just a few hours!

Mike's age distance with Ricky alone is quite far. His only brother was also a boy. After playing, of course, games that sharpen the brain and muscles. Ricky is also a stubborn guy. Rarely crying even includes daring to attack back. Those bad times have also passed.

Now at the age of 28, he has to play a big brother. Not for ordinary kids. But the spoiled girl, lazy, bored, half-dead and her hobby really makes her breathless. This is a truly amazing test.

Mike was eager to squeeze the sleeping girl's nose hard to spill all the vexation he had endured all day. But...

While asleep, the girl's face looks like a tiny angel. Her plump eyelashes formed a sweet semicircle on her tiny face. A strand of fallen hair covered part of Love's nose and mouth, making Mike's finger automatically sweep slowly and slip it behind Love's ear.

Unconscious Mike sighed. Oh, my God, what is he thinking? Since when was he interested in seeing people's faces linger? It's the kids' faces anyway.

Hurry Mike to stand up. Then he took a blanket and a spare pillow from inside the closet. Closing the door again after turning off the lights.

After successfully cleaning the messy living room, Mike intends to put the garbage he collected in the kitchen, when he sees another large black plastic lying near the kitchen sink. When he left, there was no plastic.

With hesitation, Mike examined him and his breath seemed to be stifled at the sight of various cans and bottles. It's kan...

Mike stepped quickly towards the bar and checked it out. All alcoholic beverages are no longer in the refrigerator. There are also bottles of wine on display. All empty is gone. There is only a bottle of wine left at the top of the cupboard.

Suddenly Mike's head felt throbbing. He could only massage his forehead and once again let out a long sigh.

Papa, your friend's favorite son is really making my head hurt!

*****