Love Lara
10. Find a Boutique.

"Cinta!", I gasped in shock, when it arrived love was already standing in the doorway.

"Wait for love, let me explain!", I cried

But love has driven the bike, leaving me standing dumb on the side of the road, while silva who came to see me at home, came to me.

"I'm sorry lara, because I am, love is so angry" silva said with his face bent

"Yes, it's okay" I said, then left silva.

the arrival of love is very unexpected, because the love for days I called the number is not active, it just so happened that night Silva came to see me carrying a file that can not be handled.

Silva came home without saying goodbye, it was like hiding his feelings that he could not express.

"Love, please listen to me", I said, while visiting Silva at her contract.

"I understand ra, do not need to be discussed again" said love

I have repeatedly explained, love remains unchanged, it even chooses silence.

Until I came home with a badger's heart.

*******

"Mother of love, what is sick?", asked sis lis, an honorary teacher.

Today, I do feel good, my head feels dizzy

"Slightly lis, can ask for help dikerokin no" I said

"Yes ma'am, we're in the principal's room" take lis

"Emang often catch a cold?", asked lis

"Not really lis" I said

It turned out a little good abis dredged lis.

"Thank you lis" I said

"Yes ma'am, same" said lis.

Lis, a very nice girl in my opinion, is also very patient, fit to be a teacher.

"Lis, I submitted a letter to move to kadis" I said.

"kok want to move anyway ma'am, students do sa gat like to be taught bu love, also friends of fellow teachers must be sad if the mother wants to move" said love.

"I want to go home, my mother is sick" I reasoned

though not for the reason of my mother's move, but a sense of tightness that I can not reveal when I see the intimacy of lara and silva.

Obviously I saw their faces very close together and sitting close together like lovers, still giving up.

"Where are you going?", asked lara

He came back to my contract, while I was busy packing my little things.

"Move" I said slowly, without looking back at lara

My attention was focused on my stuff, I didn't want to hear any reason from lara, there was enough evidence of my vision still clear.

"Love, what do you mean, please listen to me" said lara

"Here you go, there's nothing to talk about anymore, we may not be in line anymore, let me go" I said

While lara was shocked to hear my decision.

The car that I had driven to pick me up, without a word I picked up my bag, helped by the driver and left without saying goodbye to the stand-up lara.

"Has it all gone up ma'am?", asked the driver to remind me.

"Yes sir, everything has gone up" I replied.

The moving car left the city that I occupied for 2 years, served as a teacher and in this city also my love blossomed with lara and in this city too, the heart's wounds were etched in my heart.

Seemed he had a bit of trouble controlling his car, because the road is steep and rocky, sometimes had to climb a fairly high mountain.

"Why should the task there ma'am, the area is very difficult lo, as well as internet access there, no" said the driver.

"The name is also the duty of sir, we must obey as a state servant" I said

Though it was not the government who moved me here, but I myself who proposed my move, I was finally given a choice and I chose the hardest access to this.

"It was so hard to get there" said a male passenger sitting behind me.

"Yes sir, but upon arrival, the difficulties will be replaced with natural beauty and friendly people" said the man sitting next to him.

"Where is the police station?", asked the passenger who sat behind me, he was wearing a black jacket, sunglasses and a mask, so it was very difficult to recognize.

"No sir, it's still a post post" replied the man next to him

"Looks like the man behind me was a cop, because I saw in the backpack he was holding, there was the POLRI logo", my bathin.

"It's still far, sir?", I asked the driver.

"Yes ma'am, it's still about 2 hours away" he said

Makes me so saturated, especially along the road that rocks shake us during the trip to make the body so sore.

The drowsiness that struck me put me to sleep, to the point of not feeling, a hand shook my shoulder

"Wake the teacher up" said the woman who woke me up.

I opened my eyes, when I saw the sight that spoiled the eyes with a panorama of mountains and small rivers that coiled in the middle of the settlement, my fatigue seemed to disappear instantly.

"Welcome to our village ma'am guru", welcome a woman I assure you has the same profession as me.

"Thank you for the welcome, ma'am, a very beautiful village, when I fell in love" I said, to the laughter of other residents.

"Don't fall in love with the teacher, people fall in love easily, they get hurt" joked one of the young people who welcomed me.

"Yes, don't be kidding, call our guests in" exclaimed a middle-aged mother from inside the house.

"Let's go in bu love, sorry it's just like this" said the owner of the house.

The first one was so friendly to welcome me.

"From tomorrow, you love teaching here, you can choose to stay at home or at home?", asked the beautiful mother of the owner of the house.

"In the official house alone ma'am, I can also learn to live independently" I said.

In this village, the teacher is very well respected, every time they meet people on the street, they must bow their bodies so respectful.

The hospitality of the citizens was fused with a very beautiful scenery, a little make me forget my heartache in lara.

"Good morning teacher", greet the students in ash uniform, who flatly greet me with great respect.

The treatment is very different from students in the city who are less civilized in the educator, turns out the village people are not as old as people think..

"Former Junior High School and High School are not here, so children to the city all schools" said a teacher.

"That's yes ma'am, keep religion here the majority of what, kok I noticed there is no place of worship", I said in amazement.

"Mu love, do not loudly speak, here there are no adherents of any religion.except us who are immigrants, they are legendary Sawerigading followers" said the teacher fera.

"It means how fera ma'am, so I don't understand this, that's the flow of trust or how" I asked more and more curious.

"I think this naive, they are believers who believe in the revival of sawerigading, he is the son of the famous king luwu" said Bu fera.

I became reminded of the folklore that was once staged in Makassar, the love story of Sawerigading who fell in love with his own twin brother.karna the king was afraid of a disaster in the great Luwu country, which is very difficult to achieve,so he sent a messenger to propose his uncle named We Cudai who was like a betel in two with we tenri abeng, sawerigading circle.

"Pantesan bu, in this village looks no nuance of Islam, turns out so" I said.

Ms. Fera keeps telling me about the mythical myths here that can't be broken.

Sometimes I shudder in horror at hearing the story of ma'am fera, as if it doesn't make sense but the truth happens.