The Sign of Love
The State Palace

Relina helps Icha pull her suitcase out of Hotel Salak The Heritage Bogor, while continuing to chat. He glanced at several rooms that he thought one of them was Junda's room. He then shook his head and thinned his lips, hoping not to meet the man there today.

'It would be a shame if I met him again'

Icha decided to go home that day to Jakarta, because at dawn she was contacted by her nanny, that her son suddenly had a fever last night. He has a son from his one-night relationship with someone he couldn't find for three years. Nonetheless, the woman would still help Relina who wanted to be able to obtain permission to enter the state Palace.

"Sorry, Rail. I can't take you to the palace" said Icha when he reached the Palace's gate. The woman had asked the bodyguard for permission by showing her several identity cards and the reason for her visit.

A request for a visit to the State Palace cannot be made impromptu, or without notice. Because usually visits are made by schools, foundations of one organization or institution, or a certain group, including mass media that have the need to cover the Presidential Palace.

But Icha managed to ask for special permission for Relina because she only wanted to take a photo on her page.

"But ordinary visitors are forbidden to bring cameras or take pictures inside the palace" said the bodyguard, who met Icha and Relina.

"Sir, we will not enter the palace either. It's just on the page," said Relina after knowing if she needed permission to enter there.

After that Icha grabbed Relina's hand, while her suitcase was stored outside the guard post.

"Rel, again sorry yes, I have to go home."

"Yes, it's okay" Relina said as she patted Icha's shoulder.

After that Icha gave a keychain in the shape of a guitar, from his pocket. At that time they were standing not far from the guard post, Icha looked more graceful, while Relina was still wearing her clothes yesterday.

"Rel, this is for you. Take good care not to be lost."

"Why, is this thing valuable? If it's valuable, why don't you just keep it?"

"It's one of his possessions left in the room back then, I always carry it. If I see him, I want to give him back. But I never met him."

"Don't despair, Cha!"

"It's been three years, Rail. My son is also big. I don't want to hope anymore."

"You don't know what his name is?"

"I forgot. When I woke up he was gone."

"You weren't drunk that day, were you?"

Hearing Relina speak, Icha laughed and said, "not because of liquor. I was tired to almost pinso. He's the one helping. He was cool, I teased him that time."

Relina shook her head as Icha told that shameful thing without shame.

"All right, I'll keep it here." Relina said while putting the keychain in the zipper of her bag.

Before leaving, Icha spoke again to the palace guards who were always vigilant.

"Sir, I know that if you enter the palace, you cannot take pictures except with special permission such as the media, or television,"

"Good if you already know, so, your bag must also be stored in the daycare, Mom."

"Yes, yes, well," said Relina and Icha simultaneously.

"So, yes, sir. My friend just wanted a photo on his page."

"Bye, Mom. Please."

As soon as the palace guards finished talking, the two women hugged each other and Relina thanked him a lot, before Icha finally left.

Such strict protocols are indeed common to every visitor in the State Palace, which was built in 1744, on the land of the former Padjajaran Kingdom. Among them is when the visitor's palace is prohibited from touching any furniture that is in it, such as chairs, tables, paintings, sideboards and other trinkets, visitors are only allowed to look around, by listening to an explanation from someone or the palace guide.

Each state palace has its own characteristics, as well as the Bogor Presidential Palace which has a characteristic as a thousand mirror palace. It is called that because there are so many mirrors in it.

There are two state palaces located in the same province, namely the palace of Cipanas which also has a characteristic, namely the palace of a thousand paintings. It is said to be so because there are so many paintings from famous painters adorning its walls.

Bogor Palace has other characteristics, such as the presence of deer that come specifically from Nepal. The brown deer is well preserved there.

After Icha left, Relina herself remained in the palace courtyard taking some pictures, of course with her loyal bodyguards standing nearby.

'It should be like that, right? Though I have not brought anything you know only hp' only'

Relina pampered her eyes to see a spacious courtyard overgrown with green grass and neatly maintained, surrounding the magnificent whitewashed buildings typical of the king's palaces, with large columns as a buffer.

"Mom, will there be a visit from school, if you want to join the group? I can see the palace." Ask the bodyguard who always follows wherever Relina's feet go. The girl walked not far from the guard post.

"Oh yeah. Can I?"

"Maybe, may. You just have to ask permission from the head of the group and pay according to the provisions."

"Oh, no. Thank you." Thank you." Relina is reluctant to take care of permits, let alone have to pay. Ahk, he sighed bored.

These were precious memories, being able to enter the courtyard of the state palace. The building was originally built as the official residence for the Governor-General of the Netherlands and England in 1870-1942. Now enter the Kampung Baru area. Bogors.

The building was built by the governor in the example of architect Blehem Palace, the home of Duke Malborough in the city of Oxford England. So it is not surprising that the two buildings are very similar. Then in 1950 the building officially became the presidential palace of the Republic of Indonesia, and opened to the public in 1968.

Relina left the palace feeling both happy and sad, she had to go home today. He was still confused by what he had to say to his mother later, but if he did not go home soon, his savings were running low.

As he stood waiting for public transport, an elderly woman passed by, offering a small meal typical of the area he made himself.

The woman told about the myth about the Bogor palace and also the Cipanas palace, two state palaces located in the province of West Java.

"So speeding, Neng. If you get out of there, the palace is haunted," said the Grandma while packing her merchandise after Relina bought it.

"Yes, Neng," said the old woman then leaving.

Relina knows some myths that the big tree in Bogor palace is haunted and the hot water in the bath in Cipanas palace can make you young. It's a myth, but he's not a believer. He was raised by a teacher who only taught the facts, so he also never heard of myth things like this in his family.

In the middle of the street as he was riding on a public transport to get home to his boarding house, he received a phone call, from his mother. He was a bit worried that his mother asked him about the job, he did not want to lie but also refused to be honest if he was fired.

"So, now Uncle Seno lives in Jakarta?" Relina asked after answering her greetings and asking her mother for news.

"Yes, come there, if you're not busy, look at your brother, if we don't join the fraternity, who else?"

"Yes, Mom. I'll be there."

"Your uncle's business is growing there, different from the coffee shops that are here" Reni said from behind the phone.

"Did uncle open a branch in Jakarta?"

"Yes, it seems so."

Relina felt that the news from her mother seemed to be a way out that she had not expected before. He smiled with satisfaction as he hung up the phone, making sure his next destination was to visit his uncle. Maybe he could help him run a business and he did not need to find a place to live again.

'Ahk, it seems like it's okay if I stay temporarily at Uncle Eri's house'

***

Relina was still resting on the foam mattress, after cleaning herself, when the door of her boarding room was knocked on someone from the outside. He was still tired because he had just come home from the streets, saw the palace and enjoyed time alone while contemplating the journey of his life.

He had already found a solution to his own life after he felt it impossible to apply for another job. He chose to go home.

Relina opened the door, as she received the call simultaneously. He saw Anne standing with a little child in her arms. He frowned, as questions popped up in his brain.

After Anne came in and sat on the carpet, Relina chose to pick up the phone and directly stick the flat object to her ear.

"Hello, Uncle?" Ask excitedly. It was Eri who contacted him.

"Yes, Uncle. I told you so" he said again after a while he was silent.

"Of course, Uncle. Don'tdon't worry. The day after the weekend I'll definitely be there."

Relina ended the call after saying her greetings and thanks. He looked down to see his best friend put the little boy who was in his cradle. He sat down beside Ane, watching the way Anne so painstakingly and gently put him to sleep.

His best friend had always liked children, probably because he was used to living with his brother who had children, in school. He is more adept at taking care of or carrying babies than children his age.

"Whose son, Nee?"

"Don't know." Anne answered expressionlessly still rubbing the cheeks of the boy who was about three or four years old.

"Well, I don't know. You're considered a kidnapper again."

"Belgroff."

Relina felt something strange about her best friend. He took water for himself and Anne.

"Let's tell me whose kid he is?"

"He's funny, huh? I'm really giddy. What if he's my son?" Anne asked back.

"Who's the father? Ngawur you."

"His father was cute ...."

"Certainly? You likey?"

Seriate