I LOVE YOU, ENCUS
The Look in Your Eyes

The Night Bus Pol

Mira waits for the invitation promised by her boss for almost 1 Hour.

" Feeling distance between Jakarta-Bogor only up to 1 hour. What's Cibinong-Bogor's Distance So far?" Grouser Mira. Look at the clock on his screen. But the invitation has not yet come.

" The most annoying job.... Ehhhh!"

Mira stood up, looking at the direction of the driveway, who knew there was a car or motorcycle coming. But nothing, nothing at all.

Wiping away the sweat that melts at the temple. Drinking the cold drink he bought from the traveling merchant. Not bad, rather he had to enter a large mall that was next to the bus police he was riding. At least if later his invitation comes, he does not have to ask the driver to wait, just because he just bought a drink.

The white car came in and stopped right in front of him. Lowering the side glass, the driver did so in order to see if the face sitting while drinking was the same person as the person whose picture was sent to him by mbak-in-law.

Observe longer until the person has finished gulping down his drink. And it turns out to be true that it was the same person.

Stunned.... Enchanted....

It seemed that he did not want to turn his eyes to the figure of the black-haired sweet girl who was staring at him.

Like the scene in the pause... The first two eyes meet. As if you do not want to switch to another object that is waiting behind the driver's car.

Tiiinnn...!!

Only then does the driver realize if his car is blocking other cars that will pass. He reluctantly drove the car to another place.

" So weird!" Mira again grumbled to see the car stop in front of her, looked at her, but eventually left her.

Back on his feet, he wears a backpack containing his needs as long as he works in a new place.

Carry him in the back and take the half-filled bottle.

The more he waited for an invitation.

If I knew his house, mending I came there myself.

Mira stepped up, approaching the highway. Who knows if the invitation has been seen.

I may know what a car or motorcycle is going to pick me up.

Mira looked at the direction of the car's speed, to the left, because if to the right means against the current. Wipe the sweat again with a shabby handkerchief, because even though it is still 9 am, but somehow the air is very hot.

The car stops from the inside right at the exit where Mira is standing. Mira noticed

the same car that had stopped in front of him, and now stopped again in front of him. Back down the car glass, but now right at the wheel, until it is clearly visible who is inside.

Mira looks disinterested, because she does not know who the driver is. The driver opened the car door and stood in front of him.

" Mira Adinda huh?" Ask.

Mira nodded, but did not answer in a voice. Looking up at the figure who was inviting him to talk without taking off the black glasses perched on the nose of the bully man in front of him.

" Who's gonna work at Rita's?" Ask the guy again.

And Mira just nodded.

" I'm his sister." Rayyan reached out, inviting acquaintances, but Mira only looked at Rayyan's hand stalling at her.

Knowing his hands were not welcome, Rayyan pulled back her hands and smiled withstanding embarrassment.

" Call me Rayyan." He continued, but now he pocketed the hand that he had just extended.

" Mira's."

Ummm.... Alus pisan euy.....

Once again stunned by Mira's voice, Rayyan was fixated on a figure that made her heart feel tickled since seeing the photo of the person who is now standing in front of her.

" I'm waiting for an invitation from Rita's mom."

One sentence Mira realized Rayyan would be her duty to come here.

" Oh... Excuse me. I'm the one who picked it up. Come in yuk."

Rayyan guides Mira spinning towards the direction next to the steering wheel, and opens the front door for Mira. Mira just doesn't say much. That's how Mira meets a stranger. Tend not to talk much.

" I'm sorry for waiting so long."

Rayyan drove out the car, out of where Mira was waiting.

" It's good." Mira took off her bag so as not to stick her back and put it on her thigh.

Rayyan took a quick glance, as she had to divide the focus of her gaze with the densely creeping streets.

" When it's heavy, put it on the back."

Mira knew what Rayyan meant, but she refused on the grounds that it was not heavy at all.

Mira showed a sweet smile as she said it, and it was clearly visible from behind the black glasses Rayyan was wearing.

Sweet

Rayyan was stunned, but she realized that she was currently driving. Trying not to be so obvious if the smile is so charming, Rayyan put up an earpiece to contact her brother, but he wanted to divert the shadow of the smile given by Mira for him.

" Hello mbak, I've met this." Rayyan tells Rita when her phone connection is connected.

" But Mama said tell me to go home first." Rayyan.

" Why?"

" Mommy wants to drop something for Gembrot."

" Don't call it that, and his son will be angry with you!"

" It was Geby Gembrot... Haha..."

Rayyan laughed when she heard her brother forbid calling her son a gembrot, despite the fact that he was fat. Sometimes glancing at Mira from behind sunglasses, so that the mode is not known if it is stealing the view. Mira of course did not know that, because he was watching the angkot which is almost the same color, namely blue and green scattered in the streets.

It is also true that bogor besides being called a rainy city, but also a million angkot city.

Rayyan turned towards Sarah's mother's house.

Mira was silent but determined whether this was her employer's house.

Not so big, but luxurious, slick and beautiful. Many ornamental plants are diverse there, making the lucky guests will be fascinated with the beautiful garden in the yard of the house.

A middle-aged woman came out. Mira was still in the car, but could clearly see the woman who was walking towards her place. It is old, but still looks beautiful, because it is well groomed. Unlike his mother who is still not old, but not maintained. How to take care of yourself, if for daily needs only have to slam bones. But not enough either.

" Rayyan, where is he." The woman's voice is now heard. Mira opens the car door and goes out to meet the mother and child in front of the car.

" Good day Mom, I'm Mira."

Mama Sarah looked up and down at her future nanny and granddaughter. Smile kindly and welcome Mira's outstretched hand.

" Call oma." Her speech.

" Everyone calls that, except this brat." Mama Sarah looked at Rayyan who pretended not to see them, but she was happy with the enthusiasm of the mother to welcome the angel

which he brought.

" Yes, yes, oma." Mira smiles.

" Sweet, it must be Geby and Gea happy to have an encus like you." Praise mama Sarah, while glancing towards Rayyan.

" Hopefully oma."

" Let's go in first. New breakfast later to Geby's house, later let the oma interracial."

" I'll go to the workshop." Rayyan immediately replied, hearing that her mother would take Mira. Though it's just the mischief of Sarah's mother to see the reaction of the child.

" Oma also wants to meet the granddaughter of oma, what's wrong." Mama hasn't given up.

" Yes, I will bring it here yesterday. It's a shame the gasoline if only to go back and forth. It's good all the way." Rayyan's Advice.

" Popoline just ask papa, does he have pertamina." Mama can't accept Rayyan's unreasonable excuses.

Rayyan shakes her shoulders, asking for mercy from her mother, but Sarah's mother does not want to lose and takes Mira

get into the house.

" Let's go in first, breakfast. Not breakfast yet."

" Not yet."

" Rayyan, where's my mom's car keys."

With a heavy heart Rayyan gave the key she held to her mother.

" Bi Ijah, please have breakfast for Mira huh."

Mama intercepted bi Ijah who happened to pass by.

" Beres oma, this is Geby oma? Time of God, geulis pisan. Couldn't be this ghost." Bi Ijah rubbed Mira's arm with anxiety. Mira just smiled. While mama Sarah glanced at Rayyan who was pouting, taking off

the jacket and glasses were just as Mira was watching.

Mira looked on in disbelief at the figure who was wearing only a white T-shirt and long black pants sitting on the sofa while glancing at Sarah's mom who was reading the magazine.

Bi Ijah pulled his arm and invited him to the dining table not far from there. However, his eyes were still paying attention to the figure of a man named Rayyan. To him as a stranger. But his memory was gray, indistinct. Sometimes he finds the figure like a pambalap that he idolizes, but sometimes impossibility is more dominant in his brain. Until he saw some photos lined up in the family room.

Mira stood walking closer to some photos showing a rider with his bike, there was also a trophy and what surprised him was the same photo with a poster attached in Andre's room.

" Hey! That's Rayyan neng's photo." Bi Ijah put down a tray containing breakfast for Mira.

" Rayyan Aquino bi?" Tanya Mira makes it clear.

" Yes, who else. The man."

Mira follows bi Ijah's forefinger leading to a standing figure taking drinks in the refrigerator not far from where Mira is standing.

" What?" Rayyan asked bi Ijah.

" This, neng Mira asked about Aden." Bi Ijah.

Rayyan turned her gaze to Mira who was amazed to look at him, even her eyes now shone with admiration and that smile that was only slightly visible, now with a very clear width. Rayyan was amazed by what she saw in Mira.

Your eye sight? Do you like me too Mira Adinda?

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