Love The Village Youth
Chapter 18
The bright shining sun gives warmth to every creature on earth, the chirping of birds into music initiates every step of man.
Diska had just finished getting ready to leave for the clinic carrying out her duties as usual.
Meanwhile, Uci Desmi always cooks breakfast for Diska, she already considers the girl like her own daughter.
The presence of Diska makes his life feel more meaningful and more excited in living the days.
"Morning, Uci," said Diska who had just come out of her room and was ready to leave for the clinic carrying out her duties and obligations.
"Morning, Honey. Eat first, yeah. Uci has prepared river fish dishes for you," said Uci Desmi on Diska who is now sitting on the dining table chair.
"Well, yummy dong, Uci. I want to," said Diska.
Diska is now accustomed to living the days in the village. He also began to follow the habits of the villagers who every morning fill his stomach with heavy food instead of just breakfast.
"Yes, let's eat," invited Uci Desmi to sit next to Diska.
They also enjoyed the breakfast prepared by Uci Desmi.
"Dis," said Uci Desmi after they finished a plate of rice and side dishes.
Diska turned towards Uci Desmi.
"Yes, Ci," said Diska.
"Ci noticed, it seems like Rama likes you, don't you like it?" ask Uci Desmi frankly.
"Huh?" Diska was surprised to get a question from Uci Desmi.
Uci Desmi let out a long sigh, she stared deeply at the pretty face of Diska.
"Son, do you not like Rama?" tanya Uci Desmi repeated her question.
"Mhm, what, huh?" lirih Diska was confused as to what to answer.
"Dis, Rama is a good young man. Almost everyone in this village likes it. It's just that Rama never seemed interested in anyone, except this time, Uci saw a radiance of admiration on a girl," said Uci Desmi revealed what he had seen so far in the young man of the village who had also been considered as his biological son.
"Indeed, Uci saw that radiance of admiration for whom?" tanya Diska curious.
"For you, son," replied Uci Desmi.
Diska's heart immediately beat violently, she felt that she was not ready to reveal what was in her heart.
"Dis," called Uci Desmi as Diska remained silent.
"Uci knows you also like Rama," said Uci Desmi then he stood up while lifting dirty dishes to the dishwasher.
Diska also stood up and tidied the dining table, storing the rice and side dishes under a serving hood made of rattan.
“Uci, I'm leaving, yes,” said Diska saying goodbye to uci Desmi after the dinner table is neat.
“Iya, Son. Careful, yes,” said uci Desmi.
Diska wearing her white dress and neat appearance, now sits on the porch of the house waiting for Rudi to come to pick up as usual.
the watch hand on Diska's wrist was already pointing to the number 8, which meant that she had to leave for the clinic. However, Diska had not seen any signs of Rudi's usual arrival picking her up.
"Rudi where to, huh? Kok until this hour has not come yet, too," muttered Diska in the heart.
Diska grew tired of extending her neck to see Rudi coming from the crossroads.
"Lho, Diska. You haven't left yet? what's up?" tanya Uci desmi who just came out and still saw Diska sitting on the porch of the house.
"not yet Uci from earlier I was waiting for Rudi but has not come - come too, where now it's 08.00 again, I must be late,"
“Buk Doctor?” call Rama.
The village youth got off his motorcycle and approached Diska who was still sitting in front of the terrace of the house.
Uci Desmi and Diska turned towards Rama who entered the yard of Uci Desmi's house.
"Sorry, Doctor Buk. Rudi could not pick up the Doctor Buk, he asked me to pick up and deliver the Doctor Buk to the village clinic," Rama said after he was in front of Diska and Uci desmi.
“Mhm,” muttered Diska scrunched her forehead.
"What is Rudi really doing?" ask Diska.
Rama just shrugged his shoulders in response to Diska's question.
“Oh, so. Yes already, let's go!” bring Diska.
Diska stood up and said goodbye to Uci Desmi, the girl stepped out of the yard of Uci desmi house and waited for Rama beside her motorcycle.
“Oh, yes. Come!” exclaim Rama.
Rama also stepped towards his motorcycle parked on the side of the road, which was there already stood the city girl.
"Come on," asked Rama after he rode his iron horse.
Diska's heart was beating fast, not knowing what was now present in the heart of the city girl. Now that he was near Rama, his heart could not beat normally.
Diska rode Rama's motorcycle and huddled behind the handsome man.
Along the way they were silent, there was not a word that was thrown by Diska, because she herself felt awkward to talk a lot with the young man who was now starting to fill the niches of her heart.
Rama was also at a loss to talk about what the issue was because he felt that there was no suitable topic for them to discuss at the moment.
They arrived at the village clinic after a journey of about 20 minutes. Rama stops his motorcycle right in front of the clinic, Diska gets off Rama's motorcycle.
“Thank you,” Og Diska.
Rama smiled, “Sama-sama,” said Rama.
Rama's smile always makes Diska's heart beat fast. Diska turned her body and stepped inside the clinic.
The city girl chose to leave rather than her heart out of place because of the love that is now growing in the recesses of her heart for the village youth.
"Diska," called Rama and made Diska stop her steps at once.
Slowly Diska turned her body.
"What's wrong?" ask Diska.
"Well, what time will you be home?" rama pretended not to know.
Rama deliberately searched for topics so that he could still talk for a moment before they returned to their respective activities.
"I usually go home at 15:30" replied Diska.
"Oh, yes already then, I have to set the alarm later at half-four so that I do not forget to pick you up," said Rama smiled.
"He." Diska also raised a smile for the young man of the village.
"Yes already then, I go first, yes," said Rama.
"Oh, yes. Thank you" said Diska again.
He is still standing in his place while waving his hand at Rama who has now started to advance his motorcycle.
"Ciie. y'all fit, you know," seduced one of the midwives who also works at the village clinic.
Seriate…
