Love Stay Here
By

Before heading to the house Bima Sekar stopped by eating at street stalls five which is open at night until morning. Once it feels enough to warm their bodies back on the road. Now go to the Iqbal boarding house first. There just for a little while. He simply cleansed himself and gave by by the village to him.

"Now, Bal took care of me for you." Sekar handed him a bag of crackles containing some typical items from the village.

"Well, Bulek still remembers me" he exclaimed in excitement. "Alhamdulillah ... My mom knows you're going to Jakarta, Kar?" Iqbal took Sekar's luggage and placed it next to his wardrobe.

"If Budhe finds out I can't walk, Bal is mostly innate!" he shouted while fixing his hijab.

"Hehehe yes, yes really you," said Iqbal laughing.

"Well seven o'clock let's go and hunt the man away again."

Soon they returned to riding motorcycles to go to Bima's house. It only takes 10 minutes they arrive in front of the gate of a luxurious house painted with milk chocolate that looks cool.

"Sorry, who's looking for you, huh?" greet the house security guard when he found Sekar came with a large bag and a large cardboard.

"I'm Sekar, sir who will work as a personal assistant to Ibu Intan? Is Mom Intan around?" Sekar said he meant to visit at that early morning.

"I'll call Mr and Mrs first yes, Ma'am." The security guard who has the Bambang name tag also contacted his employer.

"Yes, Mom is waiting inside. Mari, Ma'am," take Mr. Bambang and immediately help bring Sekar's big cardboard while Iqbal helps bring his big bag.

They also entered the luxurious house and the host also welcomed him at the dining table to invite Sekar and Iqbal all breakfast but they refused because it was already breakfast.

"So you're the one called Sekar?" mother asked Intan when Sekar kissed the back of her hand.

"Yes, Mom and that's my distant cousin his name is Iqbal he works as an online ojeker living not so far from here." He also introduced himself to Iqbal.

"Pretty. Prettier than our time video call at that time," he praised by staring softly at Sekar.

"Mother is still beautiful even though she is old." Now it is Sekar's turn to praise.

Bima who saw the interaction smiled faintly.

Mr. Doni Bima's father also participated in welcoming the arrival of their new employees.

"Mom, this is there a little by by by from the village." Sekar handed him a big bag of plastic. But before Bu Intan received it, Iqbal said he would return home because he would take his passengers.

"Well, a lot of maps," exclaimed Bu Intan girang.

"Yes, Mom's in season."

"There is jengkol, brown sugar there is also a lot of chilli, Sekar? This buy or grow your own?" Bu Intan was very enthusiastic to see what Sekar brought.

"Your own garden results, ma'am but the brown sugar buys the neighbors."

"You why bring such goods here are also many who sell," chirped Bima trying to attract attention.

"Don't dong. Mama is very seneng even with the luggage of Sekar if buying here is expensive," mama defended grumbling.

"How much would you buy here?"

"If you buy in this market can run out of half a million, Bim," replied Mama made Bima shocked. "How much are you going to be there?"

"It's a hundred and fifty thousand if you buy. But this one who buys only red sugar all costs forty-five thousand. It's real palm sugar, the maker is real," softly Sekar explained with a little clumsiness.

"What does it mean?" ask Bima curious.

"It's pure coffee powder, Kar?" asked Mr. Doni as his hand held the package containing black powder.

"Yes, Sir. But because it is not yet time to harvest so you can buy in the middleman," explained Sekar and pak Doni also understand.

"Oh, yes greetings to your parents and say to your Father's Mother thank you by her," said Mr. Doni.

"Yes, sir, I'll tell you."

The sekar suble makes it not difficult to adapt to his new environment. Even at times like this he would easily forget the problems he was facing.

"Bim, take Sekar to his room Mama both want to go to Grandma's house maybe the new night home," ordered Mama to Bima.

"Sekar, I just go first you rest if you need something just ask for Bi Jum maybe now he's washing in the back," said Mama to Sekar.

"Sorry, Mom, I'll go to Mas Rafa's parents' house, okay?" ask Mama Intan.

"You know Rafa?" ask Mama Intan wonder.

"Yes, Mom I used to work in college so art at the home of her parents Mas Rafa."

"Emh.so," silent for a moment.

"May dong later let Bima intervenes." Sekar immediately rejected the words of Mama Intan. 'Can I die stiffly while with him, ' he murmured inwardly.

Bima also showed the room that will be occupied by Sekar. Located near the kitchen with a size of 4 × 5 m there is a bathroom inside. For Sekar this room is already quite spacious. He immediately arranged his goods in a wooden cabinet in the corner of the room. Bima observing while sitting on the edge of the bed made Sekar nervous.

"What is Bima here?" Stopped his activities.

"Just want to say we go to Rafa's house later after dhuhur because now there is no one in their house has not returned from Malang," replied Bima.

"Kok Mas Bima know?"

"This is just a chat Om Herman," Sekar nodded.

"Yes, you have rested first I want to go to the room there is work that I have to finish," said Bima and soon passed from the room Sekar.

Hufft was in a narrow space with Bima making his heart not careless. Nervous, anxious and afraid to be one. Luckily Bima did not hear the sound of her heartbeat. Lt hear? How shameful of him.

Because of fatigue Sekar also fell asleep that morning. Last night he enjoyed his trip so much that he took a short nap. Of course it makes him have to pay with incredible sleepiness. If this is the solution, sleep.

"Strick, wake. It was noon." a hand patted his shoulder.

He began to open his eyes.

"Oh my God!!!" He was so shocked he almost fell out of his bed. The girl was so shocked by Bima's sudden presence in her room.

"Haha. So if you sleep do not like the dead, where the door is not locked again, fortunately I open, if what bad people? finished you eaten" said Bima jokingly teasing Sekar so that his eyes immediately opened wide.

"I'm out there first I want to shower all ready.'"

"Don't jutek jutek will fall in love, you know," as usual Bima then walked out of the room.

"Yes, my goddamn narcissistic boss, hell!" grunts behind the door.

'I jutek to control my race, Mas, ' he said in his heart.