Grasping
The Part 71

I don't know when the heart will stop missing. The fold of time still blocks the taste.

I don't know when the abyss of time will freeze, the quiet singing chimes the story. Resentment and fret lengthen taste. Thousands miss the heart. Tears do not recede more abundant.

•

The day has gone by faster than we imagined. The sun turned scorching, then became twilight and rolling night tempita. Like that every day.

In his sleep he endured the fret, a sense that did not know where it came from. Like a hunch. Since opening the eyes decorated with pliant fur, the woman who lived alone felt a heartbeat palpitating. I don't know what will happen, he can't guess.

He did not want to focus on premonitions that were not yet clear, decided to ignore them and choose to undergo activities as usual.

After carrying out the obligation, the woman who deliberately scratched her jet black hair was struggling in the kitchen to prepare food. Peel and cut the onion, then prepare other seasonings.

Not yet finished with that, he again remembered with Yusha. Usually every time she serves food for her ex-husband, she will receive compliments, as well as a sweet smile from the man who grows the seeds of love. However, the memory is spoiled when remembering the seed of love must fall before reaping the long season. Too bad.

At 7 am, before going to the store, he first stopped by Mbok Jamu's house. "Assalamualaikum" he said at the door.

"Greetings Walaikum," answered Sakky who appeared from the side door by pushing his motor matic.

"Mas Sakky, it just so happens that Mas hasn't left yet" said Niar, stepping closer to Sakky.

"Why indeed?" sakky asked while turning on the motor stater.

"Niar cooked a lot. Sakky want to bring this stuff?" Niar carries a food supply place in front of Sakky.

No intention whatsoever, Niar just wants to repay the kindness of Sakky who has helped him a lot.

"Wuidih .. tumben nih?" sakky.

"It's okay. I have often helped Niar, consider this as a thank you, that is," said Niar.

"What's the story of bribing? So I'm gonna help you keep going?" seloroh Sakky while widening his smile.

"No. I have no intention of making a bribe" Niar refuted by shaking his head.

"Hem .. okay-okay. You just want to leave? Want to jerk, right?" tawang Sakky's.

"This Dekett, Mas. Nebeng ... Just walk wild, all sports to be healthy."

"Loh, is there a Fatty? Going to the store, huh?" Jamu suddenly appeared.

"Yes, Mbok," Niar replied smilingly.

Mbok Jamu's view focused on the dining container Sakky was holding. "That's what, Le?" The middle-aged woman pointed through her eyes.

"It's the stuff Niar brought in" Sakky replied.

"Well, why bother, Nduk? Aren't you tired of cooking?"

"No, Mbok. This was Niar cook a lot, so I prepared provisions for Mas Sakky. He often helps Niar, as a thank you."

"Mbok, later if it's finished midar jamu, Mbok help Niar sell, deh."

"Why indeed?" mbok asked Jamu confused, but not the middle-aged woman who was confused, because Niar was also confused by Sakky's speech.

"Weh ... What is true, Le? Tau that the Mbok holiday first sales let's help Fat keep the store."

"Ye ... Anjas people also ngabarinnya just dawn, Mbok."

•

True Sakky said, beach visitors increased rapidly from the previous day. Even the village devices were already there waiting for the arrival of the grand guest from the city.

Some of the shoppers who stopped by Niar's store were incessantly talking about rumors about important people that were the topic today.

"About what it looks like, city people are going to open tourism locations?" said a middle-aged mother.

"Kata Buluk 'Bu Lurah' anyway, the person is young, very cute," said another colleague.

"If the leader of the company, it must be rich, huh?" the other timpal.

"Mom-mother, here's the order." Niar came carrying a tray containing their ordered drinks and juices.

"Thank you for Sakky's future wife" continued one of the mothers earlier.

Niar was aghast and looked at the mother with a strange look. "I'm sorry, I'm not Mas Sakky's future wife" Niar said. Because that's the truth. He and Sakky are only a fraternity that is met by accidental fate. Some residents do not know his condition is pregnant young. Sakky and Mbok Jamu never clarified, fearing prolonged and causing trouble. Although the slowness of time they will know because Niar's stomach is soon bloated, but let them know by themselves.

"You're the girl Sakky brought, right? We thought you were Sakky's future wife,"

"No, Ma. I'm a distant brother."

"What kind of people live in Lampung? Mbok Jamu once said he still had a brother who transmigrated to Lampung."

"Yes ... He's my brother in Lampung. Why to, really, kepo?" sahut Mbok Jamu who just came.

"Oh, we just found out that it's far away from you, Mbok. We thought his future wife was Sakky."

Mbok Jamu sat among the mothers earlier, making up stories so that they would no longer be curious about the figure of Niar.

Not knowing what was discussed, Niar chose to go into the store to fix the mini kitchen where he made drinks and also provided instant noodles.

Scorching increasingly felt, as well as his heartbeat that is increasingly widening. His premonition seemed to give a clue, but he really could not guess what would happen.

Niar sat and daydreamed. Every time he remembered about the man, he stroked his flat stomach. Since last night his memory has not stopped imagining the figure of a man who is sorely missed. However, what could he do other than banish and try to forget. Although it has not succeeded to date.

•

The scheduled clock schedule slowed down a bit, constrained when suddenly Yusha's body felt limp and unceasingly spewed clear fluid. Even the business trip was almost delayed, but Yusha forced Kelvin to continue his visit.

At 1 pm Yusha, Kelvin and some of the men have arrived in the city of Yogyakarta. Kelvin asked the driver for their invitation to drive him to the hotel first, allowing the boss to rest.

"Sir, there's still an hour to rest at the hotel. I've changed the meeting to 2 o'clock."

"Hem ...." Yusha cleared his throat, the man wearing a navi shirt without a suit was closing his eyes.

'What's really going on with my body? Semalem is fine, why this morning until noon feels weak.'