My Honorary Owner
Getting Closer to Farrel

Half an hour later

It's time for me to rest. Dina came back to me.

“Yok, eat!” bring me.

We both walked towards the locker where the female SPG employees kept their belongings.

Luckily, Dina and I bought food for rest. Otherwise, it is lazy to go down and up the building. You have to get out of the building anyway, because the distance of the food stalls that fit the pockets of ordinary employees like me and Dina is quite far from this shopping center. It's in the back of the building.

There are mostly male employees who spend their time just smoking and coffee. There is no non-smoking area inside the building.

“Where is the first day working?” ask Dina. He opened the rubber on the rice package we bought this morning.

It contains only white rice, orek tempe and puffed fish chilli seasoning only, the price is cheap one pack for 12 thousand. The supplies we bought at the stall were not far from Dina's contract. Pretty ‘kan save a little. Because the price of a portion of lunch in the largest Mall canteen can spend the price of up to thirty thousand and one portions. So Dina prefers to buy supplies from outside only.

“Lumayan tired! Pegel, however, had to stand. But not hard, Din. You are taken the road!” I replied while opening the package of supplies like Dina with the same menu.

Deliberately Dina liken our lunch menu so that the warteg mother can serve us faster.

“Old regular coke!” dina said as she chewed the food in her mouth. One mouthful of rice was re-inserted. I smiled and watched her. He was like a man who didn't eat a week.

I eat delicious. There is a longing that I feel when I eat. The shadow of the orphanage sisters crossed my mind.

‘What they are doing right now! I miss joking with them.’

My mind imagines eating together with the sisters of the orphanage.

“Eh... Even bengong cepetan eat!” scold Dina to me.

I only scoffed at Dina. Then immediately eat with it.

In a matter of minutes the supplies they ate were gone. Then Dina and I took turns to pray. Because the room only has a narrow prayer space.

Oh could this be myself

Can change the foam

Whitened

Tapestry

Like the love that is spoken

In our promise.

A song that sounds so loud from my phone.

At first I wanted to ignore but Dina reprimanded me.

“There is a call, pick up first, who knows important,” said Dina as she was about to go to prayer.

I was silent for a moment when I saw the name that appeared on my phone.

Name of someone I love. This man who's been around for almost a month without me.

But this heart is ready if it will leave me.

“Who?” dina asked curiously because she saw you glued to my own phone.

“Farrel!” I showed my phone screen towards Dina.

“Already, just lift it! Don't you wait for news from him?” dina.

I went back to silence.

“Don't mostly diem! Perhaps this month he was busy with his studies. Have a good chat with him!” Dina gave me a solution.

“Gue ahead pray first! Then I went back to work, a lot of new stuff came. So it must be tidied up soon,” said Dina all saying goodbye to me.

I was still staring at my phone screen. Confused what to do. After almost a month more never say hello even through a telephone connection.

The interrupted call rang again. Same name there.

I finally pulled the green button. There was a feeling of pleasure in this heart, it turned out that Farrel still remembered me and maybe it was true what Dina said. My boyfriend is busy with his college.

“Assalamualaikum,” my reply to Farrel across the phone.

“Waalaikumsalam,” Farel answered my greetings.

I carved a smile on this face when I heard the voice of the person I missed.

“How are you, Ay? Sorry I just called you!” farrel said with his beloved call to me. This heart blossoms to hear it.

“Good!” Answer shy. “I think you've forgotten me. A month more no word from you, Rel!” my spoken.

“Sorry! I've been very busy lately. College keeps my schedule tight, Ay! Hows it? did you get work?” Farrell asked again.

He must have read the news from the message sent by me during my departure to Jakarta yesterday.

“Yes, today my first work. No need to apologize, I understand that the activities as a student must be very busy. Good luck to your future,” I said with a smile. Feeling grateful to have been able to communicate with Farrel.

“I'll try to get us to meet soon. Your place of work is not far from where I live. Again sorry yes, Ay!”

“Yes, I'm waiting to hear from you , Rel! Sorry my break is almost over. I hung up, did I?”

“Ay,” call Farrel when I want to hang up.

“What?”

“Love you, Ay! See you later,” said Farrel make my face blush, no one can see as red as this cheek when Farrel again say the word love.

“Love you to, Rel!” I replied in a soft voice.

The phone connection was cut off when I said my greetings and Farrel returned my greetings.

Day by day I passed happily. I get to meet Farrell every week. We spend a lot of time together on weekends.

Exploring the big city with great joy.

I am grateful and glad to work in this great city. I can set aside my income for Ms. Rahma and the sisters even though the number is not so large.

“Thank you, Son! You better save this money from your hard work. God willing we are here happy to hear you are fine there!” said Ms. Rahma when I told her that the money had been sent to her account.

“I've saved for my own needs, Mom! God willing next month I'll enroll in a private faculty, Mom! I take time off work. Hopefully with this in the future I can get a better job if I continue my school,”, I told Bu Rahma.

“Especially if you want to go to college, no longer need to send money anymore, son! God willing Mother and sisters can live here!” Ms. Rahma still insisted on forbidding me to send the money back.

“It's been a fortune for Mom and sisters! Do’a I made it here, Mom!”

“Amin, mom will always pray for you, son!”

Exchange news with the mother of the home was over. I am glad I sent money to Ms. Rahma. I know if it was not expected by him but at least I can give help even if only a little.

My relationship with Farrell is getting closer. But I felt something was different about my boyfriend. But I've dismissed all the bad prejudices I had in mind. To be sure his attitude remained unchanged to me. I felt his sincere affection for this self.

I will always be there for him.

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