About LOVE (Grow & Bara)
Prologues

El Dikta Sambara is a 26-year-old son of a coal mining company owner who ran away from his family because he felt that his life was boring and only about money, nothing matters in his life.

Bara wants to find his identity, a real life without falsehood. But Bara uses the identity of his personal assistant Rian Sanjaya. Now call Bara to be Rian.

"You take care of my family, I go first and give this letter to my father" Bara told Rian.

"Alright sir. You take good care of yourself there, if there's anything just call me. I'm ready to help you and pick you up if you want to come back." Rian said full day.

"Okay, I'll go first." Bara went and boarded a plane to Jakarta from his native Pontianak west Kalimantan.

Rian waved his hand and saw Bara's departure.

When it was almost night Bara arrived in Jakarta, Bara had no definite purpose where he was going. Bara got to the middle of the city and was confused about where to bring only potluck money without credit cards, without ATMs and without cash. Not like usually berlimbangan money and often also squandered it.

"Where am I?. It seems like I've never been to this place." Bara muttered in confusion.

A new person in the middle of the city becomes an easy target for street pickpockets.

"Woy jambret woy back in my bag." Bara ran after the jambret who snatched his bag.

Seen snapper it into a fairly narrow alley behind shophouses lined up.

"Damn it, I'm really fucking shit today. How can I call Rian my phone is in the bag. My wallet's in my bag, too. Ah shit..." Bara frustrate.

"E-eh can't wait to see the snatcher didn't run there?" Bara asked a woman who seemed to have just come home from work.

"Look at me. Why?." he asked.

"I'm out of mbak. My bag was taken, my money, my cell phone and my wallet were all in my bag." Clear Bara.

"Kesana gang dead-end. There's no way that they ran there" he said.

"Bak help me mbak." beg Bara.

"But I..."

"Sir is not kasian to me, I have not known about this place." beg Bara.

"Yes, come to my contract. We'll talk there." take him.

Arriving at the woman's contract,

"Just sit there let me get you a drink for the pot" he said and entered into the contract of the patch he lived in.

He brought a pot of water and a glass. Without being offered Bara immediately drank because he felt very thirsty after chasing the snatcher.

"Bright.... Thanks for drinking it." Bara's smile.

"Haus mas?." here's the.

"Know me my name is Dewun, what is it?" asked Dewun.

"Emm my name is El-Eh my name is Rian mbak. Rian sanjaya." Bara almost slipped his real name.

"Ooh Rian's. Why the hell could it catch up?. Where does it come from and where does it go?." asked Dewun.

"Emmh was again looking for my sodara address in the front area there but I was in the snatch. I'm from kalimantan" explained Bara. Now call it Rian.

"It turns out too."

"Indeed his brother in the area where let me deliver" said Dewun.

"I don't know because the address is in my bag and my phone is also in my bag so I can't call either." Rian lies when he has no purpose.

"If so will be difficult dong sonnyinya." said Dewun.

"Emmm for tonight I just nginep in rented Mbak Dewun. Plisss." please Rian.

"Can I be kicked out with the contract father if bring a man to stay overnight. No no.." refuse the Dew.

"Mbak has heart on me..." Rian was still begging.

"hahh yes already, but sleep outside just yes in this chair later I love the blanket not inside." explained Dewun.

Dew went inside and cleaned the teapot and Rian's used glass and then came back out with a blanket Rian and also a pillow.

"It's a mas" Dew thrusting pillows and blankets.

"Thank you mbak."

"Oh yes this one forgot." Dew gives Rian an anti-mosquito lotion because outside it must be a lot of mosquitoes.

"Wear it so it's not too in the mosquito" smiled Dew and passed into the contract and locked the door.

"Geez he really locked me out." - Rian.

"The mosquito is big again."

"Geez, it's not like I imagined I'm really miserable like this." Rian covered his face with a blanket.

Lara Dew Kemalasari the person who helped Rian was a village girl who wandered into the city, Dewun commonly called, Dewun, work as a shopkeeper in one of the bakeries and cakes on the front roadside in one of the shophouses lined up.

"Hem I thought it wouldn't be a problem if I helped that guy and let him sleep on my rented porch." murmured Dewun.

"That's so hard if he's not helped" said Dewun and passed to the bathroom to clean up after a long day of work.

Dew starts work at 9am and finishes at 8pm. It's exhausting, but Dewun is always upbeat and running his day full of hope and for the sake of connecting life.

After finishing the bath Dew peeked at Rian from behind the window and it seemed like Rian had fallen asleep and his entire body was covered in a blanket.

"It turns out there is still, I want to sleep cape once." murmured Dew lay his body on a mattress that was tucked on the floor without a bed.

Dew lives in a rented property of Hajj Ahmad there is only one room and a small bathroom in the corner.

Also a small kitchen that only enough to store a gas stove one furnace. But Dewun never complains and lives everything sincerely.

The next day...

"Neng.. neng Dewun." shouted the Hajj sir.

"Yes sir what's wrong?." The dump opened the door.

"Who's she? why sleep on the bench neng patio." asked Haji sir.

"Please make a fuss." Rian's awake.

"Oh this sir, this is my sodara from the village named Rian. Last night came from the village because the hajj sir was afraid to sleep so I told him to sleep outside did not dare to bring into the dread dalem in grebek." Obviously the Dew had to lie.

"Oh so neng."

"Yes, sorry, this is why I want to find work in the city." smile Dewun.

"Where is the ID card?." asked Haji sir to Rian.

"There is sir."

"The other night he got caught up in the front there, sir, the same bag, all the contents were gone." Dew explained.

"Yes, if so, then bring the same Dewun to the police station and take care of all the loss so that there is a temporary ID card" suggested the hajj sir.

"Yes sir will be there." smile Dewun.

"Tell me inside, watch outside.I'm sorry" hajj sir went.

The Hajj sir is gone and Dewun tells Rian to come in. The rented neighbor is no longer there, may have gone to work.

"Let's go inside." take the Dew.

"From last night the cake took me inside, I was cold to know." Rian walked in and sat on the carpet.

Rian looked at every corner of Dew's contract and felt that the kitchen in his house was wider than Dew's contract.

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