Between Love and Love
Discussions in the morning.

"Come, come with me to the upper room. I can shower there. Because there's a bathroom in it."

When it was upstairs Tara was so surprised to see the room above.

"Come in, clean yourself up!" Pinta Bu Nur's.

In amazement Tara looked at every painting plastered on the wall. Room dominated by pink, Tara can conclude that this is a woman's room.

"This is Mom's youngest child's room, she's now in the boarding house. Go home once every three months." Obviously Ibu Nur.

"If the mother's other children?" ask Tara.

"One works in Bandung and the other is married, now lives with her husband in Wonosobo." Answer Mother Nur.

"Mothers and mothers themselves dong every day? Her three children are already living far away from you."

"The one in Bandung once a week go home. The ones in Wonosobo are rare due to long distance. But every day I always talk to my mom and dad on the phone."

Tara understood. It seems harmonious. Not like he was dumped by his parents. But at least Tara had felt the warmth of the family while in the orphanage. From the sisters in the orphanage and from the brothers in the orphanage.

Bu Nur realized Tara's silence. Then he said "Neng, take a shower! We'll have dinner together. You stay down for a minute, right?"

"Yes ma'am."

Bu Nur left Tara alone to be more free.

"Good husband and wife. Her children must be very happy to have parents like Miss Nur and Mr. Rusli." Lirih Tara's.

There was a feeling of envy in Tara's heart. How happy are the children of Mr. Rusli who have good parents and love him. Unlike Tara who since the baby has been dumped by her parents.

Unwilling to dissolve in the sadness of the past Tara immediately moves to the bathroom to clean herself up.

It didn't take long for Tara to finish with her bathing ritual. He came down with a green t-shirt and trousers.

"Come, we'll eat with neng!" Take Bu Nur.

Tara nods in agreement she sits her body next to Nur's seat.

The three of them ate voraciously with a menu of kale oseng and fried chicken.

"Alhamdulillah" said Mr. Rusli at the end of his meal.

"Alhamdulillah, tonight is still a pleasure sir." Saut Bu Nur's.

"Yes, mom. Neng Tara tonight just stay here! Tomorrow morning let me in the town I'm looking for a hostel in the next alley." Said Mr. Rusli.

"Yes sir." Answer Tara.

The next morning Tara accompanied Bu Nur looking for a hostel in the alley next to Mr. Rusli's house. And until now Tara lived in the kost. Tara's relationship with Mr. Rusli and the family is also very good. Starting from their meeting Tara who as an angkot passenger and Mr. Rusli as a driver and owner of the angkot. Mr. Rusli actually has several boarding rooms but they are full so Tara has to look elsewhere.

Flash back off

Tara still faithfully rubbed Salma's back. Tara is like a mother to Salma. The nature and attitude of Tara who really cares for her sisters in the orphanage makes her a sincere and loving person.

"Isn't he crying?" Ask Tara.

"Gue doesn't cry. It was dry with tears." Kill Salma. He did not want to admit that he was crying.

"Yes, yes no cry but snot out all make my shirt wet."

"Where I am, I'm going to go to the bathroom for a minute" Salma broke her arms. He moved from his seat.

Saw Salma who had entered the bathroom. Tara immediately prepared a plate for the place of rice to sit in order to be enjoyed with Salma.

"Gga, this was I was paid for a kost

in front." Answer Tara.

"Wuih, who is it? Don't-don't he have a crush on you huh? That's better, than you keep single."

"Jomblo happy is something Salma. Than having a partner at the ends of livingin kayak lo."

"That's all men Tara's jerk. There's still a good man."

"There is no love from a sincere man. I don't believe in human love. Enough of my love for God. Honey yes, love and being blind because of a relationship with a man is impossible for a Tara."

"Dih, you now say that. Ntar lo bucin just knew the taste."

"Gue yunya micin who makes delicious cuisine."

"I'm just debating the same thing."

"Not to debate. I don't believe in the love of men."

Salma was tired of arguing with Tara. His best friend's heart was frozen. The pain in the past due to parental banishment, as well as his trust in his childhood friends make Tara deterred from a special relationship with another type. Sometimes one or two events that make people hurt are able to change everything.

Excessive fear of heartache and disappointment makes people's hearts hardened like what Tara experienced. Believing in others is so thin as a tissue. His life does not like to interfere in the affairs of others and he will tend to be alone.

"Udah, you can eat!" Take Tara.

"Let's eat my break here huh?"

"Yes, and as usual you'll call me for nanyain lo. And I said you're still a molest."

"You're the best."

"Remember my snack a week don't forget. Nothing in this world is free. I lose everything by eating, sleeping for free."

"I owe you first. Tomorrow if I pay. But I intentionally forgot not to pay."

"Ck, my dear friend, you know that I let you sleep outside."

They finally laughed after the small talk. Tara knows the Salma family. Because Tara herself in Jakarta she often visited at Salma's house. In addition to Mr. Rusli and Bu Nur Salma's parents are also very affectionate and good with Tara.

Is not there always a good thing that surrounds us when we have a sincere feeling. And there is no reward of good but good, that is the principle of Tara. So living alone relying on yourself has no parents but there are still some people who are sincere and dear to him.

"Gue this morning hit sir ustad deh pas way here." Salma said in between her meals.

"Couldn't you? The road is off?"

"Ustad is very fragrant and looks good." Praise Salma to the Clouds that were hit this morning.

"Name of the Clouds, she's boarding up front."

"Ha, seriously? You know him?" asked Salma who was increasingly curious about the figure of the Clouds.

"The rice that you ate in the same treat."

"What! Lo seriously?" Salma asked while shouting.

"Two serious times this rice sat him who paid."

"I'm good at this." Salma.