Love Me!
PROMO IS NOT UP

Chapter 1

A five-year-old boy ran up to the cafeteria. He walked slowly pacing back and forth in front of the fruits in the display case. Caca who saw it, immediately came out of the room measuring three times six meters. With a cheerful and friendly face, Caca greeted the child who was still dumbstruck in front of the juice storefront next to his mother's cooking storefront.

“Halo, handsome. What's your name?” caca asked while crouching so she could look into the boy's eyes, parallel to his.

“Arya,” says slowly. Arya slightly retreated in fear. However, Caca was behaving more kindly than before.

“You alone? Where is your mama?” Caca held the boy's hand until he felt comfortable.

“Kata Daddy, Mommy digondol cat,” sahutnya make Caca puffing both cheeks, holding back laughter and finally can not be held anymore. He laughed, covering his mouth with his right hand.

“You thirsty? Wanna drink? Yuk, Brother take me inside. What juice do you want? I think Arya saw guava. Want some guava juice?” bargain Caca.

“Whose pink juice is red? I want the juice that is green there is chocolate from a milk can,” pinta the child by sitting sweetly in the customer's seat that is still empty.

“Oh, it's called avocado juice. Arya sits quietly here, huh? I'll make it a minute, spread it. Not until five minutes,” Caca promise.

Arya smiled sweetly and nodded. He still carried a small bag on his back. Blue bag with his favorite cartoon bus character on television.

“Arya likes Tayo?” caca asked while splitting a fresh buttered avocado.

“Kok Kakau?”

The boy asked Caca. She was so excited about Caca's question. Why she knows her favorite television show. Though Caca guessed it from the bag used by Arya. Caca held back a smile hearing Arya's innocence.

“Iya, tau dong. Caca also likes Tayo. Hey, hey .. hey Tayo, hey Tayo, he's a friendly little bus. Drove-“

“Slow, Tayo is always happy!” sambar Arya was very happy because he was so memorized by Tayo's singing. Arya even sang loudly until the end in the chair where she was sitting. That way, Caca does not need to invite him to talk so as not to get bored waiting for the juice so. Caca laughed hearing how well Arya was singing. Repeated.

Caca took a cup of juice and then took a marker from his bag, drawing a bus with the inscription ‘Tayo’ under that bus, then fill it with chocolate milk and pour thick avocado juice into it until it looks like a picture of the bus. Caca put the cup into the press machine and then closed it neatly. He thrusts at Arya who is still singing.

“Eh, it's done. Is there a picture of Tayo?” arya asked curiously looking at the cup of juice.

“Iya, magical huh?” sahut Caca noticed the cute and handsome boy.

“Iya. Ah, it must be delicious because there is Tayonya. How much is this, Brother?” ask Arya.

Caca held back a smile. This kid is so polite and doesn't just run away when he receives something from someone else. Caca was curious about her parents. Surely his parents taught him about responsibility in this boy. However, after recalling that the boy said his mother had been knocked over by a cat, what he thought collapsed instantly.

“It's free for Arya because Arya is good at singing.”

The plain face was even more adorable because he was wide open to hearing the word free.

“Kak, said Daddy, nothing is free in this world. Why are you freeing this juice? I want to pay,” he said firmly reached into his pocket.

“How much money do you have?” ask Caca curiously.

Arya did not answer. He put his cup of juice on the long chair, then went down and reached into the pockets of his uniform. From his uniform, Caca knows that this child is not a child of random people because the name of his school includes a prestigious school in the city.

“Sorry, Brother. Arya just got it to exchange for juice,” she lamented.

Caca wanted to laugh at what the boy was doing. He took all the items issued by Arya, then kept them in the bag, except for the place to eat. Caca washed the place to eat and filled it with yellow rice which happened to be on his canteen menu. With makeshift utensils, Caca forms rice and decorates it with pieces of eggs, shredded, and celery. He handed the place over to the owner who was siphoning off the juice delicately.

“So my sister has received, then this is the change Yes Arya. Later at home opened,” said Caca put the place to eat again with a picture of a friendly small bus in Arya's bag.

The boy nodded excitedly. There was not a look of anxious face, which there he felt comfortable in that place. Also when Caca's mother, Bu Alisha, came to bring a large pot of soto sauce. He frowned looking at the little boy who was enjoying the juice sitting on the customer's seat.

“Who?” his tanyanya was shriveled at Caca.

Caca himself shrugged both of his shoulders. He didn't know whose child it was, the important thing was that he had given the boy a drink to ease his thirst.

“Halo,” greet Bu Alisha shortly after putting a large pot inside.

“Ya, Grandma.”

Caca almost giggled when she heard Arya answer her mother's greeting. While the mother choked on Caca.

“This is who?” mrs Alisha approached the boy.

“Arya, Nek,” sahutnya again without changing his call for the woman.

“Arya whose child?” ask Ms. Alisha again.

Before Arya answered, a man in blue dongker safari walked up to the inside. He looked relieved as he saw Arya sitting inside.

“Mas Arya, sought after Daddy from earlier. Mas Arya back, yuk?” take the man.

Arya also came down from her seat carrying a cup that still contains the rest of her drink. He bowed to Caca and Miss Alisha.

“Jus makes Kak Caca very tasty. Tomorrow I will bring more saga seeds to be exchanged for juice,” he said making Caca anxious to pinch the cheek of the child. “Touch I'm here again huh, sister! I will also bring a lot of buttons,” said Arya, running out and holding the man who followed her.

Ms. Alisha looked at their departure in confusion.

“Whose Arya is, Mom?” ask Caca. He was curious, standing next to his mother, watching the two humans who were walking towards the office.

“That's Mr. Wiratama's subordinate, the owner of this office. Well, she said that Arya sought out her daddy. That means Arya is the son of Mr Wiratama?” guess Miss Alisha, still confused.

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