
Mang Dayat finally decided to return to Kuningan on the day before dusk.
The offer to spend the night in Padepokan was subtly rejected because Mang Dayat had to take care of the plantation tomorrow.
Damar escorted Mang Dayat and his father's servants to the front of the padepokan.
"Why don't you just buy a car, Mang? Can later be used to go to Batavia even to Bandung."
Mang Dayat.
"In fact, he had planned to buy a car, but it was still delayed, maybe waiting for the right time, he said, it could also wait for the young master to return home after finishing his study at Ki Gedhe Tirtayasa's place."
Mang Dayat.
Damar sighed.
"I actually want to go abroad to school Mang, but it seems like the current situation is no longer possible. World War II is getting hotter."
Mang Dayat nodded in confirming.
"I heard that the Dutch surrendered two days ago to the Japanese in Kalijati."
Mang Dayat.
"Hopefully this brings a wind of change to our country, because if seen earlier along the way the red and white flag can be flown everywhere."
Damar.
Although the reality now looks like that, but somehow the feeling does not feel that way.
He was a little suspicious of the intention of Japan to come to Indonesia which could be said suddenly.
But...
I don't know, Damar didn't dare to say anything first either. For him the most important thing right now was that he could live fine.
Indeed the advantages of living at the foot of the mountain like this, in addition to closer to nature, also not so hear the commotion out there.
Information about the struggle of figures such as Ir. Soekarno and Mohammad Hatta also got Damar from the results of reading newspapers that he could only get once a week when he went to the city to market selling fish and some vegetables from orchards.
"We say Young Master, we entrust Miss Lestari the daughter of your father's best friend, take care of her, because in these situations and conditions, people of Indonesian-Dutch descent are equally insecure."
Mang Dayat said as if ordered.
Damar nodded.
Ah of course, without being asked Damar would obviously be happy to take care of Lestari.
The beautiful girl who had stolen his heart in such a short time.
Mang Dayat and the servants of Mr. Ageng Parta Prawira boarded their horse carriage, and then slowly drove away from the courtyard of Ki Gedhe Tirtayasa.
"Mar, I'm gonna take a shower, sultry."
Samsul said to Damar.
Abdi Ki Gedhe Tirtayasa was a playmate of Damar since childhood, that is why Damar forbade Samsul to call him Young Master when alone.
"Well, I'll split the wood for a bit. You take a shower, you'll change with me."
Damar.
Samsul nodded.
Damar then walked to the side of the paddle, where from there he could go directly to near the kitchen.
He intended to take the axe he used to place in between bamboo rooms.
Damar walked while tying his scabbard around his waist, when he accidentally saw Lestari coming out of the kitchen.
Damar who was shocked saw Lestari until the stumbling of the stone steps leading towards the bamboo room where he would pick up an axe.
Brak!!
Damar that stumbled successfully fell to the edge and hit some jugs.
Lestari rushed over and smiled to see Damar who was so nervous to get up from his position, but because he was too hasty instead so slipped and fell again.
Lestari so added laughing to see Damar back and forth falling.
Lestari's laugh thus of course makes Damar so embarrassed half to death.
How not...
Falling in front of the idol, of course it is the most shameful thing in this world.
Lestari finally extended her white hand towards Damar.
"I'm helping Bang."
Lestari.
Damar looked at Lestari with shame, but of course rejecting the windfall was not allowed, so Damar just welcomed Lestari's hand.
Damar then stood up, holding onto Lestari's hand which was so white, clean and soft as silk.
For a second Damar and Lestari then looked at each other, with their hands that seemed to not want to be separated from each other.
Both were immersed in a vortex of unparalleled bliss, a rapid heartbeat with beautiful whirling that filled the corners of their hearts.
Till...
"Miss Lestari... Miss Lestari..."
Suddenly Nyi Esih's voice called out Lestari's name.
Lestari and Damar instantly regained their senses, their hands were released, and Lestari hurriedly ran towards the kitchen again, just as Nyi Esih appeared there.
"Miss, he said to be ready to take a bath, I have prepared the roots to be mixed into the warm water later to take a bath, it is to reduce fatigue."
Said Nyi Esih, who was unaware of what had just happened between Lestari and Damar in the courtyard beside the padepokan.
Lestari seemed to nod, then asked to be escorted by Nyi Esih to the pool for a bath.
Damar walked with an indistinct smile towards the bamboo booth where he kept the axe.
After picking up his axe, he then brought some wood for the split.
In the place of Ki Gedhe Tirtayasa, it has been hereditary in making a place to leave children descendants in the family of Mr. Ageng Parta Prawira.
The goal is that their children not only grow up with a level of qualified knowledge, but also can be skilled, independent, and accustomed to living hard.
Born in the middle of a family that is quite in the era of Dutch population is certainly something very special.
Where many other people are to eat only difficulties, the family of Mr. Ageng Parta Prawira never experienced such difficulties.
However, because of that too, since the time of Grandpa Tuan Ageng Parta Prawira accustomed his descendants to be deposited in the family of Ki Gedhe Tirtayasa to be educated, forged, and, and be prepared as best as possible to become the successor of a large family.
Damar now seemed to put the wood that he would cut in front of him, and as he lifted his axe to split the wood, he again remembered Lestari's beautiful face.
Ah...
I seem to be really crazy about him.
How'this?
What am I supposed to do?
Damar felt his heart beating so amazing, especially when he was also like he could still feel the skin of Lestari's hands so soft.
Damar shook his head.
Enough Damar, already. Damar said to himself reminding him not to continue daydreaming Lestari.
Well love, often comes unexpectedly, and comes suddenly.
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