Anesta And Mahesa
Warmth

I saw my reflection reflected, looking perfect. At least that's my opinion. I checked my makeup again. Everything fits, not too much.

I smiled considering the first introduction with Mahesa, the uneven powder incident. When I remember that, I laugh a lot. How humiliating.

Shortly after my preparations were finished, I heard the phone ring.

"Mr Princess, I'm downstairs. The Kencana train is ready" I smiled as I stared at my phone screen

"I'll be right down, wait a minute"

I saw him sitting behind me. I walked slowly, then grabbed her body from behind. Tighten the kiss on her cheek.

He smiled at me, grabbed my hand.

"We're going now yeah, later tonight"

Down the street, on a motorcycle together while hugging him. Enjoy the night that starts to creep down. Feeling the wind in my skin. The more I hold my arms. There is a burning longing, which sometimes cannot be expressed in words.

I started talking about my days for a month, my routine and funny things during my time in Jakarta. There are a lot of things I haven't been able to tell her, because I'd rather listen to her talk.

But there's no story about Ben, until whenever I'm gonna keep it.

"From next week I will be very busy Sa. There is training for employees as well as the preparation of new outlets"

"I also started the preparation of the thesis exam, wish you good luck"

"Oh yeah, how come you never told me you wanted to take a test?"

"This isn't a story, is it?"

"Not so, yesterday never told me about your script. You want to take a test"

"Don't I tell you I'm working on a thesis?"

"Yes, you just said you were working on the thesis. Yes, just the preambule. Trus now talking to me about the exam. No additional stories"

"I mean how? I don't understand"

"Look, if I like the story to you. Well, chapter three is difficult deh or the head of his office again out of town can not be found. Or my coaching lecturer is very difficult, many want. Which I think is"

"Ohhhhh, hahaha. Does that have to be told?"

"I think it is"

"I don't really like to tell you things like that. The important thing is that you're in order" I poked my face, and he laughed.

***

On Monday, I was busy with work that was delayed. Started to clear up some labor contracts that were almost exhausted and then extended again.

There are also employees who will be replaced because the contract has expired and the report of work is not satisfactory. There are also those that must be replaced because in addition to the expiration of the contract, the age has passed the conditions specified by our company.

I also began to arrange a schedule for training in the office or directly come to several outlets.

The schedule made should not interfere with the working hours of employees who are dergerai.

I was so busy I didn't have time to have a casual conversation with my friends.

"It's so busy Nes, so it hasn't been a story over there"

"Yes mbak, his work piled up a month. There are some that must be done directly, can not be postponed again"

"Yes, I miss talking to you Nes'

"Hopefully at 3pm, it's not too busy. So you can talk while you're having a conversation"

"Okay Nes, happy busy life!"

"Anesta!" Suddenly the boss called my name.

"Yes sir?"

"Tomorrow you can go to Disnakertrans. This is a company regulation that needs to be legalized. You copy it and take it there. Can you?"

I might have answered no, even though I still have a stack of jobs. I stared at my work desk. "Where should I start?"

***

"Nes, this Saturday we go to the salon and hang out for a while in the mall. Last Saturday you were overtime"

"Saturday's overtime again De, there's some new cashier I have to teach"

"Saturday's interview, this Saturday's training. I miss Nes. It's not good to go to the salon with you. Don't keep working dong Nes"

"I was training at 8. I'm trying to get it done by 12 o'clock"

"If it's not finished?"

"I don't know De. I'll call later. Don't pout dong"

Only Mahesa never protested with my busyness. He knows I like all of that.

"It is important to eat regularly Nes" for this one, Mahesa somewhat chatty reminded. Several times I had to get sick and was hospitalized for eating irregularly.

"I know you're happy with your job and you enjoy it. If you're happy I'm happy too"

***

On the sidelines of the busyness that I run. Mom called me a few times, as usual, asking me how I was doing. Then I asked about my relationship with Ben.

"Of ordinary friends, nothing more"

"You should be more than your ordinary friends"

"Sometimes you're too stubborn Nes, you don't think ahead about what your relationship is like with Mahesa"

"You only think about yourself and your feelings"

"I have to how Ma? "

"Decide Mahesa. Your bones disagree with you as he is. You're also my biggest daughter" and it's repeated over and over.

"You shall call, seek one tribe with us. Think that! "

As usual I was more silent, not responding too much to my mother's talk.

How many times do I have to tell my mom about my love for Mahesa.

Whether we can choose to be born from the womb of a tribal mother so that our love story is not like this. I really don't understand the mindset of my mother who I consider is still conservative.

Though there are also my friends who are allowed to marry men who are not Batak tribe. Why can't you think modern?

Always emphasize the issue of customs, so as not to disappear. I think it can all be learned. Depends on ourselves.

Sometimes I get tired of all this. I just want to end it all. Let me sacrifice my feelings and hurt myself. Maybe it's better.

***

A few months later Mahesa graduated and graduated. I attended the school with my family.

They always warmly welcomed my presence. The Mahesa family loves me very much. This is one of the reasons I find it difficult to part with Mahesa.

I found a new family that loved me.

I love the warmth of his family. I am happy that they accept me for who I am. My mother and father even thought of me as their son.

Sometimes Sunday nights I prefer to play at Mahesa's house, talk to my mom.

That is talked about in various ways, from the gossip of neighbors to the gossip of artists. We all talked, joking.

One time my mother asked me about my relationship with Mahesa. Are we both really serious about it. When I asked her that, I was surprised. Unsuspectedly.

"Mahesa loves you very much, Nduk. I just don't want my son to be disappointed and sick. I hope you understand"

*Bone: brother of mom

Boru grill: the first daughter, whose name is used as the nickname of her parents.

Nduk: the affectionate call of someone older to the younger. Usually to call girls*.