Love Stay Here
Jakarta I'm Coming

That night Sekar also left for Jakarta using a tourist bus for reasons of comfort during the trip. The bus starts from the terminal at ten p.m. Not long after the bus arrived at the port of Bakauheni sign will soon cross the Sunda Strait.

The cold sea breeze at night did not dampen his intention to enjoy the calm atmosphere without the noise of the world. He stood next to the guardrail.Once he took a picture using his cell phone. After feeling enough, he again enjoyed the night breeze accompanied by the waves of the ocean. The wind made his hijab wave waving, his hands even more tightened his jacket. 'Ah, if anyone hugs him how warm this heart is' whispered his heart.

Not wanting to be dissolved in loneliness he tried to rearrange his heart. He wants to move on but fate brings him back close to the man, the man who fills the niches of his heart that until now have not been changed by a name other than his name. The pain of love alone.

"Hi, the wind tonight is so cold why are you outside?" the voice of a man breaks his daydream.

"I just want to enjoy this rare moment" he replied kindly.

"So you rarely get on a boat?" Sekar nodded.

"My name is Deri. What's your name?" the man reached out his hand introducing himself. "I'm Sekar" he welcomed the hand.

"Where are you headed?" asked Deri without turning his head he stared at the expanse of the open sea before him.

"Jakarta."

"I am too."

"You want to work too?" tanya Sekar is still with her hands in her jacket pocket.

"No, I live in Jakarta. I just got home from vacation at my uncle's house in Bengkulu. Because I want to enjoy a longer trip so I choose by road. What if you work?" obviously Deri at length.

"Yes, I want to work."

"You're good at talking, aren't you?" chirped Deri and only responded to a smile by Sekar.

"This is my business card if there you need something do not hesitate to contact me I must come to help you," said Deri while giving him a business card that was immediately stored in his jacket pocket.

The ship started docking at Merak port at midnight. Sekar prefers to exit the ship by riding a bus like when entering earlier. After the bus drove off he closed his eyes but could not sleep.

The bus stopped at a terminal not too far from the port and passengers next to it got off the bus as it had arrived at its destination.

Sekar again closed his eyes while moving his body to find a comfortable position until there was someone sitting next to him. He opened his eyes again and was surprised by what he saw.

"You?" Sekar. "This bus ride too? Where were you sitting?" a row of questions straight out of her tiny lips made the man laugh.

"There's a back. Because it's uncomfortable and I just saw the guy sitting here coming down so I moved here. Uh, it turns out that you're here. Looks like we're a soul mate, I'll see you continue," he answered with lips fluffy.

"Cepedean," grumbled Sekar with a face staring at the window.

"Don't look outside the window if the night likes something nongol," he said, pulling the curtains of the bus window that made Sekar again gawk.

"Ish, just interrupt!" his grunts then closed his eyes again.

"Congratulations, huh?" asked Deri when she saw Sekar's eyes closed.

This time I really fell asleep. Seeing Sekar's sweet, shady face made Deri want to keep looking at him. Even when looking at the sleeping position Sekar who looks uncomfortable, rested the head of the girl on her sturdy arm until her sleep more soundly. Somehow seeing that he smiled to himself like there was something different in his heart.

Sekar wriggling opened his eyes waking up from his short sleep then yawned slowly with the hand covering his mouth. Seeing that movement of Deri pura pura sleep, he did not want Sekar embarrassed because he had fallen asleep in the arm of a foreign man.

"Where have you been, huh?" ask her on the bus do ya happen to pass next to her chair.

"It was up to Tanggerang maybe another half hour until Pulo Gebang terminal," replied the kettles then passed towards the front.

The watch on his left hand. Half hour four nights. "Iqbal's up yet, huh?" muttered.

Sekar took the phone in his jacket pocket and made a call to the mobile number of his distant relative.

"Well, what's the matter, Kar?" a hoarse voice from across sounded.

"Walaikumsalam can you pick me up, Bal?" he asked the heart worried that Iqbal would be surprised.

"When? Where's?"

"Now at Pulo Gebang terminal. Maybe in half an hour I'll be there."

"Huh, crazy clock like this? Oh, my God, Kar chicks go out at night not afraid of what?" Iqbal shouted in panic.

"Can, right? it's night, Bal pick you up, huh?" whining seduce his relatives and his best friend.

"Yes. I'm ready to wait there and nowhere before I get there. Disturb the dream person," his grunts quickly prepared to go pick up Sekar.

The bus is parked at the terminal. Just waiting for the kenet to drop the goods and ask the kenet to put the goods near the waiting chair. After kenet finished doing his job Sekar gave him money tips because it helped him.

"Are you picked up or are you taking another ride?" Sekar was shocked because Deri arrived next to him.

"Oh, my goodness, it's nice to make people shocked," grumbled Sekar annoyed with his hand stroking his chest.

"Hahaha yes, yes sorry." Deri put his hands together in front of his chest. "Where, picked up or wait for another transport?"

"There's a brother who picked up no need to worry," he replied while wailing to find the whereabouts Iqbal.

From a distance, a motorcycle approached them. The motorcyclist took off his helmet and saw the face of Iqbal's pillow.

"Yes, pardon Sekar you make me hang aja night already up to Jakarta where did not tell you first from yesterday. How during the trip you are good, right? Who's this guy, your boyfriend?" cecar Iqbal without pause makes Sekar confused about which answer.

Hem....Just breathe slowly.

"No, Bal. He's my best friend on the bus just happens to be the same destination. Get to know first. Der, it's my brother's name is Iqbal and Iqbal's Deri," Sekar introduced the two of them. Deri smiled amiably while Iqbal looked at her sharply.

"Already, let's go cold," Sekar asked Iqbal.

"Later to stop by to eat first, yes my stomach feels very cold, nih," Pinta Sekar as they began to cross the streets of the capital that is still empty because it is still early morning.

"So you're happy to be back in Jakarta again?" Iqbal asked without looking and Sekar nodded.

"Jakarta!!!!" sekar exclamation while stretching the second

his hand defied the wind with a fluffy smile.