Let Me Fall in Love
19. My balloon has five

"Akbar, I live first yes want to change clothes. Ami, make a drink for Brother Akbar!" Two sentences in sequence delivered by Mother Sekar to the newly seated guest and to the youngest child who is still standing in the doorway.

"Yes, Mom." Ami and Akbar compactly replied. Spontaneous look at each other as Sekar's mother passes towards the room. Equally chuckles. And Ami's face looked embarrassed.

Ami sat face to face and asked, "Sister, what are you going to drink?"

"You know that tea Ami said was rare in Ciamis." Akbar smiled mesem. Slowly start a counterattack.

"Tea what is it? I forgot." Ami tapped the temple with her index finger. Not really forgetting. Even deliberately fishing, wanting to hear Akbar's answer.

Akbar moved to sit on a single sofa so that the distance was closer to Ami. He stared softly and said in a soft voice, "Tehlanjur is in love with you."

"Ahahaha, Brother Akbar is not creative. That was my fight. Copas is forbidden." Ami seemed content to laugh.

Akbar scratched his nape that did not itch. Beyond expectations. Ami's thinking will be wrong. Sometimes the girl's attitude is unpredictable.

"That's not a fight, Mi. That's serious." Akbar smiled grimacingly as he looked at Ami's bright cheerful face. Not yet time to be published . Let the monologue be in your heart first.

"So what do you want to drink, brother?" ask Ami who has stopped laughing. Seriously staring.

"As far as Ami aja deh," said Akbar choose resigned.

"What if I make a drink. Iced orange Ketapang want not, Brother? Same with the weather." Ami stood up with spirit. Prepare to go to the kitchen.

"Well, just heard. Same difference what regular orange ice, Mi?" Akbar stared with a curious look.

"Clearly different. Ketapang orange ice is a special drink. Because the Ketapang is a blink and your gaze makes me dear. Eee..aaa." okay." Ami giggled and immediately ran away from the living room.

Akbar laughed alone. The desire of the heart is eager to chase Ami who runs towards the kitchen because she wants to catch an anxiety. But knowing himself, he was only a guest in the house. Not even long after that Sekar's mother came to him with Aul. Luckily, I stopped laughing.

"Sir Akbar thanks for nganterin I came home. So it's repotinated." Aul said with a sincere smile.

"Look off, Aul. It's both in the same direction." Akbar reasoned. He turned to look at the arrival of Ami who carried a tray containing a tall glass of iced orange.

"Please drink, Brother." Ami smiled kindly looking at Akbar. He sat on the single sofa.

"Thank you, Ami." Akbar nodded and smiled.

"When will I go back to Jakarta?" Ask Mom Sekar.

"Tomorrow after Duhur, Ma'am." Of course can not linger at his hotel in Tasik because Monday has a busy work agenda in Jakarta.

"If Akbar doesn't mind, lunch is here tomorrow before going home. As a thank you, I was sent home, I was given a meal. How can?" Pinta Ibu Sekar with full seriousness.

"Why mother should also be answered. Though Akbar is sincere. About tomorrow, hmm how?" Akbar seemed to be thinking of cuddling. In my heart, I am happy to see Ami again. But he has to keep his authority. Can not immediately spirit assent.

"Don't like the menu here? Indeed, the menu at the hotel nak Akbar is different from here and more delicious, because it is made by chef." Mom Sekar smiled knot.

"Oh, no. It's not so, Mom. The menu is delicious and delicious. Akbar was sad because he would eat for free again. But yes I want to. Lunch here tomorrow." Akbar said in the end. He did not want Mama Sekar misunderstood.

After chatting casually for almost an hour with three other women of that generation, Akbar said goodbye. There was no good reason for him to stay for long. Ibu Sekar certainly needs a break. There is also no reasonable reason to spend a weekly night in the house for now. No why. There is still a change tomorrow afternoon to meet again with Ami.

***

The banner stands in front of the mirror. Pay attention to the final results of his appearance before leaving the room. Prepare to go weekly night to Aul's house. He ruffled his waist and smiled to himself staring at the reflection of his face. The girl did not want to be invited to take a weekly night out. Just have an apple at home.

"Later to date when married. Let it be free and the heart calm."

That is the reason Aul who made Panji want to immediately justify the idol of the heart. I can't wait to have that pigeon.

Panji parked his car on the shoulder of the road in front of the house of Ibu Sekar. He saw Ami outside the fence talking to two people on the bike.

"Teh Aul is there, Mi?" Tanya Panji after the piggy banked the motor.

"There, Brother. Let's go in." Ami stepped up first. "Sit down, brother. I'll call her Aul Tea."

Panni. He had not hesitated in and out of the house since his status as Aul's best friend. The reception of a good and humble host, pleasing anyone who visits. He deliberately approached Mother Sekar who was seen in the middle room watching tv.

"Planner wants to eat? There's a sweet sour gurame in the same sop." Ibu Sekar looked at Panji who was sitting on a sofa with him.

"Before we've eaten first. Another time, Mom." Sahut Panji while rubbing his stomach.

Ami entered Aul's room after knocking on the door. It looks like her sister is tidying up her headscarf in front of the mirror. "Teh, there's Shahrukh Khan." He also dropped the body on a soft mattress while hugging the bolster.

"Sir Panji huh?" Aul looked at Ami from the reflection of the mirror to reassure his sister.

"Euh, kudu bae call Ayang Pinocchio, just convinced." Sahut Ami. Staring at Aul who has appeared beautiful and neat.

"Antique Chinese made teko. Teteh already beautiful make Kak Panji fascinated." Ami blinked one eye. Putting the two hands together forms a heart symbol.

Aul put on a shy blush face. He prepares to leave the room.

"Whose Sunday night am I the same? So I want to have a swing." Ami stared at the ceiling of the room with a bright look.

Ami's complaint made Aul turn his body to look at Ami. "It's not time to have ayang. Focus school!" emphatically. Without waiting for the sister's answer, immediately opened the door of the room.

"Yes yes. Not going to date mending gombalin Panda. What is he now? Maybe an apple too? Uh but he said single. Such cool people why not have ayang huh? Marimar will be the kepo." Ami spoke to herself while tightly hugging the bolted pillow. Not long to wake up at once. He left the room and quickly climbed the stairs. Wanna go to the room.

In the living room, Aul sits on one sofa with Panji. Two glasses of hot chocolate he had just served on the table with a plate of pastry cake.

"Well, how about family dinner tomorrow night? All are gathering. It's Monday I'm going to Jakarta, business." The pennant stared gently at the beautiful face of Aul who was wearing a dusty pink pasmina.

Aul nodded. "I followed the idea of Kak Panji aja. Where's the place going?"

"At the hotel Mas Akbar. Haven't eaten there yet?" Ask Panji.

"Never. I was there when a high school friend got married two months ago. Good for the ballroom. Plus the decoration at that time was full of flowers so more luxurious." Aul opened his phone. Showing photos while attending a wedding.

"This flower background is so beautiful because the photo is very beautiful."

"It can be." Aul with a blushed face, hit Panji's arm with a sofa pillow.

Making Panji chuckle got that spoiled punch. "What if we marry there, Yang? Later I nego Mas Akbar ask for a discount," he said with a face full of smiles.

Aul thought for a moment. "If I think we should ask the parents' opinion as well. What for a large family is not far away if the location on the lake."

"Tomorrow yes, Yang. All dinner we discuss engagement and wedding. Huft, so I can't wait to be halal." Panji said honestly with an anxious expression.

"Patience." Aul chuckles. He held out a glass of chocolate drink for the right Panji to be shaved. The casual chatter full of laughter continued.

In her room, Ami hesitated to send a message or not to Akbar. Plus confused to think about what stale bases to seem natural. Already in the chat room Panda, but two thumbs even swayed just without touching the keyboard.

***

Akbar enjoys a weekly night with Tommy at his hotel's Coffee Shop. Though he did not ask to be accompanied because he was not on a work visit. Being relaxed family business, so the reason he made to the GM.

Every Sunday night there will be a live music show to entertain visitors Coffee Shop which most present bring a couple. Akbar caught a glimpse of the incoming guests almost filling all the tables

"Tom, every night a lot of gini?" Akbar sipped his capucino. Only in wishful thinking can bring Ami here. Takes time. Just starting an approach.

"Yes, Sir. The music band Axel became one of the attractions of visitors as well. Lots of fans." Tommy Obviously.

Akbar. "Contracted how long?"

"Two years, sir. On going a year."

Akbar watched the vocalist who came down to greet each table and invite to sing together. The atmosphere is warm and . The focus of enjoying the song is distracted by the presence of message notifications. He opened it but first the incoming message was deleted again. A faint smile rose on his lips.

Akbar : [Why removed, Mi?]

Ami : [Sorry Brother, wrong send 🤭]

Akbar : [Of what else?]

Ami: [Again staring at the sky from the bedroom window. People say, thousands of stars in the sky, only one is luminous]

Ami: [Eh, there are no stars tonight. I saw five balloons]

Akbar held a smile. He had to keep his authority in front of Tommy. He wondered what the continuation of chat Ami.

Akbar: [Whose balloon?🤔]

Ami: [Do not know, Sis. Eh you know, the difference is 5 balloons the same as Brother Akbar?]

Akbar replied quickly. It becomes addictive getting ambitant Ami. [Do not know. What eg?]

Ami: [If my balloon has 5 colors. If Kak Akbar there is one, beautiful face 😁🤪]

Akbar hurried up from his seat. Look, Tommy's going back to his room. The sudden surprise that shocked the GM who was enjoying live music.

Akbar sent a message as soon as he got into the elevator. [Mi, 5 more minutes vc yes!]