Let Me Fall in Love
42. The Trace of the Coach

"Padma, jajan yuk? The bosen in the room continues to wait for the night reception." Ami folds mukena after the ashar prayer. Then jump into bed and fall beside Padma who is scrolling social media.

"Where's the snack, Mi?" Padma kept her phone. Turning her head to face Ami. Both got hotel room rations from Panji, one night stay. Monday is the red date.

"Nyobain snack at his Coffee Shop Seruni all hanging out in the afternoon. Relax, I'm buying from mulung sawer." Ami pulls Padma's hand to get up and get ready.

"Sir Akbar jago yes. Could get a lot. Lah Padma only got sixty-four thousand. Pas wants to pick up a hundred thousand, uh the chocolate is stepped on the same as the Dawn. I love the kids." Adu Padma who tells the story of his neighbor's son who went to school in Junior High was different and nosy.

"It looks like Akbar has a special technique so he can get a lot. He is coach. So it's not enough to just be smart, but to be smart, too." Ami put up her passport in front of the dressing table, side by side with Padma who chose to practically wear an instant hijab.

Seruni Coffee Shop is located on the right side of the reception room which is blocked by a glass wall. There are AC and outdoor indoor seating options for smokers. Ami and Padma chose to sit in the No Smoking Area room of course.

"Padma, the chosen-chosen monggo. Free as you please." Ami read the menu carefully. So did Padma. Waiters waited in a friendly manner.

"There's no bajigur, right?" Ami looked up at the waiters.

Padma couldn't bear to not laugh. "Marimar, who is really looking for Bajigur. We should hang out in the square. There are mamang who like to shave."

Ami replied with a cry. "Okay, I ordered Mickey Mouse the same duren pancakes."

"Mickey Latte maybe yes, Tea?" Errata the waiters while holding a smile. While Padma immediately giggled to hear it.

"Oh, I read it wrong. That is it." Ami pretended to be surprised and rectified. It was intentionally so. "Munaroh, message hunt! Even giggling kayak kunti." He rebuked Padma who was sitting in front of him. Intentionally choose a table with two chairs that are on the side of the glass.

"I want Flavoured Milk with Kebab." Sahut Padma age reading all menus.

"Okay, I repeat! Mickey Latte, Flavoured Milk, Pancake duren, and Kebab. In whose name?" Ask waiters.

"Marim." Padma answered quickly. After the waiters left, he and Ami looked at each other and giggled. Laughing at the faces of waiters who look unsure writing Marimar's name.

"Mi, Mickey Latte is like that. Ever tried?" Padma stared with a curious look.

"Not knowing me either. Random is trying. If the chocolate drink variant is at Cafe Dapoer Ibu also exist. Do you know what Flavored Milk is?" Ami asked back.

"Not knowing either. As long as you don't order coffee. That must be milk, right? Hihih." Padma giggles to see Ami sticking out her tongue.

Not long after, the order came. Ami and Padma enjoyed the meal while looking at the city street view that was clearly visible from where they were sitting.

"Hi, Neng Eneng....did you two?"

Ami and Padma turned to the source of the voice. Compact smiled widely and nodded politely.

"Yes, Aunt. Wait for magrib to hang out here." Ami represented answering Mama Mila's question which came in three with a middle-aged man as well as a woman whose face looked more like Akbar's mother.

"Eh, you guys move sit yuk! We're one table to race." Mama Mila pointed at the six-seat long table. Ami and Padma.

The presence of Mama Mila and Papa Darwis at the Coffee Shop, makes the management busy welcoming and preparing services. Because they knew they were the parents of the great boss Akbar.

"Ami doesn't know Papa and her sister Akbar. This is Papa Darwis and Aiko." Mama Mila. Because only Padma knows when the Panji flush event.

Ami stood up and reached out to Papa Darwis, then to Aiko while introducing her name.

"Ami's sister-in-law Rama and Panji, Pa. His older brother Ami, studying in Singapore. Mama already told us our home address to let him play sometime." Definitely Mama Mila. Papa Darwis.

"Ami's still in High School, what's college?" Iko seems curious.

"Eleventh grade SSA, sister." Sahut Ami accompanied by a friendly smile.

"Mama also thought, kirain Ami has been in college. Mama wanted to be your ghost. Ah yes, Mama forgot not to tell Iko about Ami's photo with Akbar. Ugh, they are very compatible and the chemistry is good. Lah, fitting another photo scroll was still a white uniform ash anyway. Mama will share her link." Cerocos Mom Mila.

"This is it, Auntie. Photographer and style director, Padma. He set angel's photo. Sampe Kak Akbar give bonus snacks because the results of the shots are good." Ami pointed at Padma who responded with a shy smile.

Aiko who was curious, immediately asked Mama Mila to send her link. He watches with a smile. "This is the same photo taken that motoin is equally cool," he praised.

"False, Brother. By the way, this Aiko sister must have been born in Tarogong Garut huh?" Chirps Ami. Just under the table, Padma flapped her legs and was seen bowing her head, holding back a laugh.

"Oh, no. Iko was born in Tokyo, Japan. Mama said, I used to cravings for lahiran in Tokyo. So his name is Japanese." Error Iko. He did not know if Ami was deliberately prank.

Long enough to sit down at a table and talk casually about random things. Until the time showed at half six in the afternoon. Ami said goodbye because it is soon ahead of the magrib time and will be re-created by the MUA team.

Ami and Padma looked at each other with shocked looks. Both of them say thank you.

"Rejeki anak Soleh ya, Munaroh." Ami shuffles Padma's shoulders towards the elevator.

"Ho oh, Marimar." Padma pressed the number button towards the floor of her room.

***

A second reception is underway with a young guest. Aul wore a light blue modern wedding dress. While Panji wearing wedding tuxedo and suit blue dongker. Both appearances are very fresh and elegant. Supported full decoration of tub flowers in fairyland. The concept of a dream wedding is real.

"Happy wedding, Bro. May you be happy to age together." Say Anggara while greeting the Panji and then cuddle up. He came by holding a beautiful woman with long hair hanging curls. Although not a match with Aul, not necessarily dodge and disappear. He is glad to accept the reality. And now present brings a girlfriend.

"Thank you Mr. Pol. We're so happy that you could make it a point to come." Sahut Panji sincerely. Aul supported him.

"Wait for the invitation, Brother Angga." Aul smiles as often as Anggara introduces the woman he takes with him.

"That's sure. We will marry in Semarang. You should come!" Anggara. He also did not mind when asked for a photo together before getting off the guarantee.

Pop rhythmic music accompanies invited guests who are enjoying the dish and who queue to the pelaminan. A boisterous applause sounded as the MC announced the time for a couple to throw a bouquet of flowers. Invitational guests, especially those who are still single, are expected to advance to the front of the pelaminan stage.

"Mi, wanna follow? You are already seventeen." Padma poked off Ami's arm that was correcting the appearance using a powder mirror.

"No ah. My soul mate is still an otewe. The next morning after graduating from high school." Ami answered casually while wiping the sparkle on her nose using a tissue.

"Eciee...Ami's boyfriend is APB, right? Who loves Panda doll as big as Rasya. Which you keep secret. " Padma pokes around Ami's waist while tidying up the hijab. Intentionally flirting.

Ami kinked because amused. "Ralat yes, we're not dating. Panda thinks I'm a sister. I don't know," he said, shrugging his shoulders. His status is not yet clear even though he often grazes with a sharp rumble. However, Akbar sometimes acts like a girlfriend, sometimes also attention like a brother.

Padma left Ami because she wanted to see the moment of throwing a bouquet of flowers closer while recording it.

"Mi, can you ask for a tollon, right?" Leo came with Tasya. He approached Ami who was sitting alone.

"What do you ask for, brother?" Ami raised one eyebrow.

"Anterin Tasya's sister to the room, can you? Tasya's sister wants a break but a coward. Brother Leo wants to take Enin to the lobby. Enin wants to go home first with Om Krishna and Aunt Ratna." Leo reasoned.

Ami nods. "Come on, Tasya, I'll be sure." He moved from his seat. Tasya walked out of the ballroom and into the elevator. But turn the direction first towards the toilet because suddenly his wife Leo was kebelet wanted to pee.

"Son Tasya is close to giving birth?" Ask Ami when they both get into the elevator.

"The doctor's estimate is seven weeks away. I can't wait to see my baby girl launching." Tasya chuckled with his hands spontaneously rubbing his stomach. Ami also smiled at the aura of the mother-to-be who looked happy.

The elevator doors open on the eighth floor. Ami escorted Tasya to the front door. "Met rest, Tasya's sister."

"Thank you, Mi. I went in first, it was a pegel." Tasya waved her hand after opening the door with a card.

Ami turned her body back to the elevator. But his auditory senses catch a familiar sound.

Like the voice of Akbar. Oh yes, he was saying he wanted to go up because a friend came, he said.

Ami recalled Akbar's remark earlier, which appeared stunning wearing him a black suit. He did not walk to the elevator. But it settles down the corridor towards the source of the voice out of curiosity. He stopped in front of a glass door that was a translucent view into the room. He could see that his panda was sitting with a blonde woman on her back to the door.

Ami gasped at the sight before his eyes. Spontaneously holding the chest with vibrating hands. It felt like someone was slicing a knife when he saw Akbar suddenly hugging and kissing the woman's blonde hair. He turned around and walked quickly to the elevator.

Ami's mind suddenly became confused. He pushed the elevator button top because he did not want to go back to the party with a chaotic mood. Decide towards the rooftop to calm down first.

Ami opens her high heels. Walk straight to the edge of the guardrail. Letting the wind blow fiercely wave her dress. No matter what headscarf she always tidied it turned messy because of the strong wind at the top of the hotel building.

"Mother's right. I should focus on learning. Don't fall in love. I'm too confident. My love is clapping one hand. It hurts so much, God. I should have been self-conscious. He just thinks I'm a sister. I fell in love with the wrong person. Hicks." Ami spoke to herself with her head looking up at the bright star-dotted night sky. He cried sobbing to vent his heartache. Feeling fucked. Chest feels tight. His mood was very chaotic.

Crying makes a tight chest become a little plong. His hands hugged his chest as he began to feel cold. Ami spoke Istighfar many times with closed eyes. His blank mind makes him forget how to manage emotions. And now it's just awakening.

Ami was about to rotate the body when his instinct caught the presence of others. He wanted to turn his body, but both of his shoulders were first held together with a suit draped over his shoulder.

"Who says your love is clapping one hand? Who says fall in love with the wrong person, hm?"

Ami suddenly pecked and gulped with difficulty. "That's a vote...." His inner speech felt shocked and disbelieving. The voice was so close behind his head.