7 Virgin Blood
Rusty Longs

Shortly after the scene in front of my house, despite being in a comfortable room, I felt restless for a long time. I sat on the edge of the soft bed, lay down, and occasionally stood back behind a window, looking out at the flourishing flower-filled yard. In the middle of the park suddenly as if the shadow of the figure of Oom Jaka. Waving my hands at me. Smilingly.

I got jerked. "Oh my God, what is this sign? Why did the shadow suddenly appear like that?"

I'm staying away from the window. Then step back to bed. In the corner of the bed, lay a series of red roses in a beautiful bouquet. I have seen the flowers a few times. All the flowers in a large bouquet are besides good and have a beautiful red color also spread a fragrant smell. I smiled considering the man who gave me the bouquet of flowers. She never gave me flowers before, not once. And now he gave me a bouquet of roses, red color anyway.

"The word red rose is a sign of love. Does that mean he loves me?" I smiled to myself, and began to dream....

But the wishful thinking soon broke when my phone rang. There's an incoming phone call, a video call from Wenny. What's he calling? My heart wondered.

Click!

Video phone connection connected.

"Hello, Wulan," Wenny greeted.

"Yes, Wen?"

"Did you see the commotion in front of your house?"

"Yes" I said. "But I dare not go out. Afraid of being targeted by Nek Aluh."

"Yes, same," said Wenny. "I didn't go out because I was scared either. Nek Aluh if you are angry uncontrollably. He's not sane."

"Hu'um," I said. Same asyou. Just like you did with Mentari. You're even more insane, to the point that you can go crazy and wipe out the lives of others.

"So, Wulan, what now? It looked like they wanted to go to your house, but were blocked. Automatically next time it will be like that, right? You must also be afraid to leave the house, worried about even meeting the other Kang Jaka, so how can you meet to solve the problem?"

Huft, I shook my head, I was confused myself. "Come on," I said to Wenny. "Looking at the current situation, it feels like Oom Jaka is also difficult to wander around."

"Well, that, you're both in a tough situation."

"Yes, I know. But how else? I don't dare go out for safety."

"What if you're the one who came out? They live in Kang Aji's villa. I'll take you later."

Hmm. That's just as dangerous for me. I dare to be alone with you. I'm afraid of dying.

"Wulans?"

Huft, all this time Wenny has been nice to me. But still, now being on good terms with him has a high risk. "Come, Wen. Anyway, for what reason do I have to see her, right?"

"For the reason of love."

Eh?

"Kok you... said that?

Ah, I think my face is red. Like freshly sprouted red leaves.

"That's it, I know you love her."

"Latin...."

"Don't lie, girl...."

"Here is dong, Wen. Don't tease me."

"Since when, anyway?"

"Winny...."

"Alright, alright. So how far have you two been? Already tied or have a clear status?"

Euw. I sighed deeply. "Boro-boros, Wen...."

"Geez...."

"That's it. Don't talk about it."

"Need, dong! Now I'm asking you. Have you ever told Kang Jaka your heart? Does he know you love him?"

My pair of brown eyes looked fixedly at the girl on my phone screen, as if it was enlarged and sparkling. In my heart I said: I have never been frank with Oom Jaka. It is impossible for a girl to go before opening her heart. However, maybe this ignorance makes Oom Jaka behave normally to me. But now it's more complicated, even if he knows, I have to act carefully. Because it is not certain, is it not, who expressed love to me and I said love yesterday? Oom Jaka Pradana the real one or its twin?

"Your silence gives me an answer."

I rubbed my face. "You're right, Wen. I never told her my heart. Now everything is so cool. Let me keep it in I don't know when."

"I'm proud to see your fortitude, Lan."

"What's that sound?"

Waduh, shrewd. Don't let Wenny wonder about that phone. I hope he doesn't know about the phone. Otherwise, she would have misunderstood me and thought I was taking advantage of her boyfriend's kindness. Pimply. I'm throats. "There's a phone on my other phone."

"Uuuh... from whom is ituuuu?"

From Kang Aji. Kang Aji's number is listed. I could die if Wenny found out. "From Kang Solihin," my lie.

"Come the foster hunt. It must be from Kang Jaka."

I'm nodding. "Yes" I said. "I'll hang up from you, yeah."

"alright. Bye, Wulan."

Uh, finally, I'm done with Wenny.

Well, I immediately declined a phone call from Aji's number. I can't take a call from that number. How do you know later Wenny called his girlfriend's phone number and knew his girlfriend's phone line was busy, she may think negatively that my new number and new phone were special to call and receive a phone call from Aji. I'm afraid Wenny won't listen to anyone's explanation.

Please, if this is Oom Jaka, call me with Kang Solihin's phone. It'll be safer. Please call me. Imminent.

Request granted. My phone rang with an incoming call from Kang Solihin's number. I quickly accepted it.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Neng. Punten...?"

"Yes, Kang, what's up, huh?"

Huh! Because of each other's bad words this morning, Kang Solihin and I both felt bad. Clunky.

"Anu, someone wants to talk."

"Who?" I asked, pretending not to know but actually very hopeful. Come, say....

"Kang Jaka, Neng. If Neng Wulan is willing, Kang Jaka will talk to Neng Wulan. What can?"

Aaaaah. "Yes, may," I said. Even I've been waiting.

In a second, without hearing anything, I knew the phone had changed hands.

"Hi...."

Oooh.. instantly there is an explosion in the chest. My heart fluttered as soon as I heard his voice. Just like every time grandma pressed the loudspeaker menu when Oom Jaka called her first.

"Hi."

"It's me, Jaka."

"Em, yeah."

Then silence....

"Wulans?"

"Yes?"

"On this afternoon...."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...."

"I have to apologize. You must have been so scared when you saw me. Emm.. I've heard...."

"I've heard all the explanations... Oom. I knew there was a commotion in front of the house. Sorry. 'cause I didn't dare go out."

"Oh, it's okay. Of course, you have to stay inside the house. It would be dangerous for you if you were out considering the condition of your injured foot. You might get a whore."

"Yes. Shit rust," I said, making Oom Jaka across the street laugh. And I was happy to hear that laugh again. The sound of laughter I miss so much.

"Yes, rust," murmured Oom Jaka. At that time I was worried, I was afraid that he thought that I had mocked him and his age. But no, because the next time he said, "Like my longing for you. It's rusted. Very heavy. I missed you, Wulan. I miss you so much."

For God's sake, my chest flowers. Like he was going to die and be transferred to heaven.

"Then come, then" my sob. I started crying. There is a blue taste. "I miss you too much...."

Come then....