Love of a Nausea
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Three days later, Maya's condition began to improve, although she was still not allowed to go home. Adji is still loyal to keep that night, he also secretly often infiltrated into the father's house. He hopes his father will soon be awake and can see the wedding later.

This morning Adji is tidy, he will go to Maya's place, because of the weekend. He probably won't spend the night in the hospital.

"Damma!" A shocking call to her who had just stepped out of the house.

Adji turned his head, saw Mr. RT walking towards him carrying a large brown envelope.

"Yes, Sir. What's up?" tanyakanya.

"Here, the cover letter is done. Yes, very smooth, Dji. You can only do what's best for you."

"Thank you, sir."

RT sir handed the file to Adji. It just so happened that he was also going to the hospital, all of them giving the file to the Maya family.

"Where are you going?" ask Mr. RT.

"You're going to the hospital, sir. My candidate is still being treated."

"Owh, hail ya. Let it heal soon."

"Thank you, sir. Maybe I can go home tomorrow."

"Yes, aamiin."

"Then, excuse me, sir."

"Yes, Dji. Careful."

"Assalamualaik."

"Getishalight."

Adji again stepped onto the highway, waiting for public transport to pass by. He had to change his seat twice to get to the hospital.

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Luck may be on Adji's side, the angkot he is waiting for is directly in front of the road. He didn't want to waste time, he went straight into it. Take a seat at the door.

Angkot drove slowly while looking for other passengers, after a bit full then the driver sulked his car a little quickly.

Adji went down in a market, before going to the hospital he would buy fruits as a hand. It would be unethical if he came empty-handed. There was still a little money in his wallet. Enough to buy two kilos of oranges, and the rest for the fare to go home later.

His steps stopped in front of the fruit stall. Choose the orange he wants to buy.

"How many, sir?" ask Adji.

"Which one? It's thirty-five thousand, this one twenty-five thousand." The father of the fruit seller pointed to two types of oranges.

Judging from its size, the more expensive is somewhat larger. And the color is yellow too. While the price is cheaper orange color is still a lot of greenish.

"Which one do you want?"

"Can't it be less?" adji asked while holding a large orange.

"Little."

"Fifty thousand, two kilos?" Adji smile.

"Well, don't do that, Mom. And the other."

"Well, Sir. My money is just that. If not, I bought it somewhere else. Excuse me. Excuse me." Adji was about to step out of the stall.

"Eh, wait, Mas. Yeah it's here. Take how many kilos?" The father stopped Adji's steps.

Adji smiled a little, he managed to use the way mothers who like to bargain. Leave when he was not given the price he had bargained for, until the salesman called him back.

"Two kilos, sir."

The father and Adji pick the orange and put it in plastic, then weighed.

"Not anyone else?" ask the father.

"Next time, sir. Thank you," said Adji while giving fifty thousand money to the father.

The father gave the plastic bag containing the orange to Adji. He then returned to the highway, and intercepted the transport to the hospital.

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"How are you, May?" The tall white man stared at the standing beside Maya who was sitting on her bed.

"Thank God be good, Don" said Maya Lirih.

"Yes, May. Still awkward with Doni. He misses knowing you." Now Maya's girlfriend named Diana chimed in.

Maya's friends come to visit with a man who used to have a crush on Maya. However, Maya prefers Alex back then to be her lover.

"What the hell is loe?" Maya blushed a little.

"I heard from your friends, Alex died?" ask Doni.

"Yes." Yeah."

"So, I got a chance, dong?"

"meaning?"

"Neuro ...." A deliberate coughing sound made Doni duck, and Maya glared at Sari who had been playing mobile phones since then but her ears remained alert.

"May have merit keleus" said Gendis.

"Oh yeah? Is that right, May?" Doni stared in disbelief.

Maya just nodded slowly.

Chequek.

The door sounds open.

All eyes of surprise looked towards the door as they saw who was coming. A young man with slightly shaggy hair, wearing a heart-red sweatshirt and black material pants. In the man's hand was carrying a plastic package of white crackle.

The man stopped, he was no less surprised to see the room his future wife was full. He didn't even know anyone in the room. The Maya family is invisible.

"Adji," called Maya with a big smile.

"Who?" doni asked.

The three female friends of Maya who were sitting on the sofa, immediately got up. I was afraid something would happen to both men. They know that Adji is Maya's candidate.

"dm ... Don, let's go back, yuk!" take Diana with you while you reach for Doni's hand.

"Gue still wants to talk to Maya. He hasn't answered my question, Di." Doni took off Diana's hand.

"Eum .. Next time, Don." Sari tries to persuade Doni.

"Who is he?" ask Doni curiously.

"He's my future husband." Maya chimed.

Doni turned to Maya.

"Are you serious? Gini rich kid who wants to be your husband?" Doni approached Adji who was still silently staring.

Doni looks at Adji from head to toe, then robs Adji of the plastic.

"What's this? An orange? He said the future husband, time here only bring oranges. Cheap again." Doni smiled mockingly. He shook his head and put the plastic on the table.

"Doni!" snapped Maya.

"Why, May? Don't joke when you're looking for a husband. The husband has a future, at least his job is clear. Can give your living. Here, look at me. It seems inconclusive."

"Stop! Don! I'm asking you to get out of my room, and don't see me again!" Maya is really angry. She could not accept her future husband being insulted like that. Who is he?

Doni is rich, but it's all because of his parents. He also worked in his parents' company. His arrogance is outrageous from the college days of old. Maybe it was better for Alex at the time.

"Okey, I'm out. But this kid's out too!" said it.

Because seeing the increasingly uncomfortable conditions for Maya and Adji. Maya's three female friends finally forcefully pull Doni's hand out of the room. Although rebellious, Doni can be secured.

Maya breathed a sigh of relief, and so did Adji.

Adji walked over to the lover. And smile.

"Kok loe even smiles anyway?" ask Maya to be confused.

"Mom, thank you."

"Thank you what?"

"Mom, take me away."

"Yes must, I don't accept you being insulted by him."

"Who is he?"

"My college friends."

Maya glares.

"Son, my ex is dead. Alex is ugly."

"No, ma'am. Inget Mbak never did he do it with her? Ever darling, ever in love, ever fiancee anyway."

"Don't talk about it. Let the past pass."

They then fell silent, Adji pulled out a plastic chair and took it to the side of the lover's bed.

"Some of you say bring me oranges anyway, love the money. Mending saved." Maya pointed at the plastic lying on the table.

Adji swiftly picked it up and sat down again.

"Can't you? Cheap huh?"

"It's not what I mean."

"Mbak, sorry ...." Adji.

"No, baver is so."

"Can you ask for something?"

"What's? Kiss?"

Adji chuckles.

"Dih, she wants. I smell, Ma'am. A big smile to kiss."

"Ish, really geeer. People are kidding me." Maya's face flushed.

"Sir, can't you if, Ma'am don't call my loe the same as me?" Adji looked down again.

Maya looked at the man sitting beside her.

"Why?"

"Let's feel good, we'll get married."

"Trus called him what?"

"Yes me, you're you." Adji is nervous, Maya smiles a little.

"Yes, but you don't call me Ma'am anymore."

"You can't, you're older than me."

"Aren't you ashamed to go down the road with my rich shootout?"

"Ngapain embarrassed, if the shoot is pretty rich Maya's mom."

"Loe, uh you can."

They smiled and looked at each other for a moment, then both of them threw their faces away in embarrassment.

"Dji," call Maya clean.

"Yes, Mommy."

"You want it!" Maya pointed at the orange that had been held by Adji.

"Open?"

"Yes, time is loomed."

Slowly Adji made the orange peel, peeling it for the heart.

"Mom, spoiled too, yeah."

"Can't you? Same spoiled as your own husband?"

"Hehehe .. can be."

"Dji, later if we're married, you work in the bokap office."

Deg.

"What's? Work? So what's? I'm just a high school graduate."

Maya chews oranges slowly, "Yes it's easy, later you can work while in college."

"But, Ma'am. I'm not good with my family. Later I will guess I mumpung."

"Yes when you want to continue being a scavenger anyway?"

"Why? Don't you like it? Ma'am afraid I can't make a living rich that friend Mbak said earlier?"

"Bu-that's not what I meant. Yes .. I also want you to move forward."

"Later on, Ma'am. I thought about it first. Oh, and almost forgot. A moment."

Adji took a map from his bag.

"This is my file, ma'am. Om Hardi's not here?" adji asked while giving me the envelope.

"Well, Alhamdulillah. Later combined with mine. Let Aunt Rosa take care of it. Em ... Papa later in the afternoon, he said there's an appointment with the caterer."

"Mas Denis?"

"Eum, regular at mah night weekly with her boyfriend."

"Your sister?"

"Well, what's he, you like him?"

"Yes, can't you? I asked all of them."

"Tell you if you like Sherli!" mayan Threat

"Yes, Honey ...." Adji pinched his girlfriend's cheek.

***

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On the afternoon, after visiting Maya, Adji went straight home. Now he has changed back to his duty clothes. Black clothes, and shorts. The clock on the wall came in at four in the afternoon. Finished performing the Ashar prayer, he walked out of the house not forgetting to bring back his combat equipment to walk.

A sack he held with long iron. He went down the streets of the village to return to look for used bottles, from the morning his stomach was not filled with rice, because the money in his wallet was up. Although the pain hit his empty stomach, he still continued to step across every trash can.

Luck again sided with him, at the end of the alley was seen a tent and the sound of dangdut music echoed. A wedding party, his feet quickly stepped there.

Correct guess. Plastic cups are also used plastic bottles scattered on the asphalt, like looking at diamonds, Adji pick them up one by one and put them in a sack. Half the sack filled, felt enough and no longer visible valuables scattered. He went back on his way.

Adji sat on the sidewalk, rubbing his sweat. Tired of what he felt, he took the bottle he brought, slowly dipped the contents. Then he got back up to the housing complex, before night.

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Sayup-sayup heard the sound of Adzan reverberating, at that time Adji was already at the besieger to exchange his labor today. Maybe it was nothing, because only a sack full of it could carry.

Twenty-one thousand, the money he earned. He staggered a little towards his warteg.

"Lu why, Dji? Your face is very pucketed?" ask the Mpok warung.

"Nasi, orek knows ye, Mpok. Love santen dikit," he said lirih holding his stomach sore.

"Owh, iye iye, just I made it."

Soon a plate of rice and side dishes were served.

"What drink?"

"Tea bargained for an angel," Adji replied as he chewed his meal.

"Oh my goodness, Dji. You starving? From where?" asked Mpok while pouring him some fresh tea.

"Yes, Mpok. I haven't eaten all day. Just looking for money."

"Oh my goodness, Dji. Lu if laper, come here aje, it's okay to pay it if you have money. Than you why-why on the way. Who wants to help you." The Mpok placed a glass of unsalted tea in front of Adji.

Adji just smiled a little while finishing his meal. Actually, he could have just cheboned, only he could not bear if he had to owe like the others. As much as possible, he will try to do it himself. Especially just to buy food.

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After filling his stomach, he then stepped home by accelerating his legs to get home, because he had to bathe and perform magrib prayers.

Fifteen minutes he took, now he was at the side of the house, put back his work equipment and entered the house. Shower and then pray.

There's not much prayer that he's making tonight. He only begs the Almighty, that all that he proclaims may be done well, his father, that he may soon be known, and his provision be made radiant.

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