Love That (No) Blind
Part 9: The Cool Robot

[Sara]

After what happened yesterday in the NFC office, Agam today returned to work as usual. Nothing has changed.

After breakfast, he will return to his study, and will not come out before he is satisfied ‘play’ in there. Even Mbok Jami also did not dare to approach his study room just to deliver food. I really enjoyed being in there.

“I used to like to be curious. Den Agam if wis (already) married, kayak what? Opo yo sik seneng nang room? (Do you still like it in the room?),” said Mbok Jami when Sara helped him in the kitchen while preparing lunch. “Turn turns out to be the same.”

Mbok Jami laughed gigglingly when talking about Agam's habits which he considered quite strange.

“Senengane yo meneeenngg ae (Like to be quiet). It turns out that yes is still the same,” he continued again.

Sara laughed with him.

“Riyen yes ngoten, Mbok? (Then yes, Mbok?),” asked Sara while cleaning the dishwasher that was a little more.

“Ndak (no), Non. Cikarane (his childhood) Den Agam ya ndak. Onnnoo ae sing. Mreteli toyatne, continue to digawe new toys, mari ngono nang field nyobai new toys. Wis pajae ora iso meneng. (Addaa is done. Unload the toys, continue to make new toys, it runs out to the field testing new toys. Anyway can not be diem),” recalls Mbok Jami in his story. His laughter could not come off every time he told a story.

"But sakniki dolanane added kathah huh, Mbok? (But now the toys add a lot yes, Mbok?),” timpal Sara also laugh with Mbok Jami.

Sara had just finished with dirty dishes and intended to help Mbok Jami peel garlic, when then Pak Pardi went into the kitchen.

"Excuse me, Non ..," call Mr. Pardi, Mbok Jami's husband who suddenly walks into the kitchen.

"Anu, Non. Said he wanted to see his wife Den Agam."

"I, sir?" Sara asked back in astonishment.

Although Sara had been living in Agam's house for over a week, she did not know anyone who lived in the neighborhood. Even Agam never introduced him to his friends or colleagues. And now, who's looking for him?

"Good day, Ashara's mother, huh?" said a woman with a high-class appearance. From the clothes to the box of cookies she was carrying, Sara could see how expensive it was.

It shouldn't be surprising anymore, right? Agam's house is in an elite housing complex. And something like this must be splattered around here. But, that did not explain the purpose of the woman's arrival.

"Oh, still young and beautiful as it turns out," he continued in a flirtatious tone.

"I-mom looking for me?" asked Sara as soon as she saw the woman in close proximity.

But as soon as Sara got very close to the woman, her body was suddenly pulled closer, then hugged her. With a quick and aggressive movement, the woman had already pressed her cheek against Sara's cheek. Right and left.

"Don't call 'Mother', donk. My body is like this, but if I am not too old. Understandably, the child is 3," continued the woman again.

"M-sorry ..."

Suddenly, the box he was carrying was thrust into Sara just like that. From the top that was only covered in a clear mica-coated box, Sara could see, the contents of the box which was a chocolate cake with its luxurious decoration.

"This is for a congratulatory gift .. what congratulations, huh?" The woman herself was confused as to what she was willing to say, let alone Sara who was currently stupefied by the woman's behavior.

"A lot of it, yeah. Welcome to new neighbors. You see Mr. Tirtagama is rarely seen, I became confused how to give this," he explained.

Then, it continues. "Oh yeah, said he just got married? Congratulations to you." And again the woman was splashing (sniffing the right and left cheeks).

"M-sorry, Ma'am ... M-sorry, I mean ... Fr ..."

"Melinda, just call me Linda. Don't wear Mom or Ma. Especially Jeng. Strange .. I don't like it" said the woman Sara now knows her name.

"C-yes, m-sorry ... L-linda. T-thank you for the gift ... S-I .. representing the husband say thank you ..." Sara was starting to get nervous. This kind of interaction he rarely did with people who were different social classes with him. He felt too far down.

"Adududududu .. do not hesitate, like anyone," Linda quickly agitated. "My house is there, tuh. After that fork, that brown fence. Deket, really."

Linda pointed to her left rather high, which meant that she was a bit there again from Agam's house. It was clearly to the left, as to the right was an artificial river that was at the end of the road. The river almost surrounds the complex block with a garden and a small walkway with park benches at each meter to sit relaxed around it.

"Oh yes, I forgot. I'm Soni's wife, Head of Neighborhood on the block here, eits ow en (HoN). What's his name? Yes like RT that lha if in the villages usually." The woman was still continuing her talk.

"When my husband said there was a new citizen who said Mr. Tirtagama's wife, I immediately seneng, you know. It's been a long time wanting to nyapa, want that acquaintance, but kok seems difficult. Uh there's his wife, his wife's acquaintance is okay, yes."

Sara just laughed awkwardly in response to Linda's every chat. He really doesn't know what else to do. That super active Linda kept raving nonstop. Sara was not even given a chance to think about replying to all of her words.

"Whoah ..."

Not finished with Linda, this time Sara was surprised by the voice of a boy who might be about 7 years old who was suddenly inside the house.

What's up!? When was the boy there? When did he come in?

The boy's eyes did not blink at all as he looked at the entire contents of the vestibule and it just so happened that the child's body-high robot servant just came out from inside the house. And the boy was amazed by it.

"Evan!," whispered Linda very loudly calling the little boy. "here! Not polite!"

But, Evan didn't bully her. He was busy playing with the robot waiter who was following the boy's hand movements. As a result, the boy laughed.

And now, Linda's call is definitely not going to be heard at all.

With a glare at Sara, Linda was allowed to enter the house to pull Evan out.

"Come on! No, no! I told you not to follow mami here, why not follow, anyway?," Linda scolded her son.

"The robot is cool, Mi," timpal son who still can not take his eyes off the robot waiter who has now moved into the house.

"I'm sorry, Dik Ashara. I call you Dik, yes. You call me Ci Linda, just be familiar" said Linda who again did not need an answer from Sara.

"I go home first, yeah. Want anterin Evan les piano first. If you need anything, come. Neighbors need to help each other, yes. I'll meet the neighbors here, yeah." And leaving just left Sara who was still dumbstruck with a wave of unrequited hands and a box of cookies that she was holding.

Sara looked at the very nice decorated cake she was holding right now. There were several kinds of chocolate-covered biscuits decorated on it, with some pieces of golden-colored paper that he said those people were very expensive but tasty. It looks very unfortunate to eat, but also makes it curious if not tasted.

If this was given to Nisa and Nino, they would have loved it, thought Sara who had missed them both.

"What's wrong? Why so noisy?"

Agam's voice suddenly startled Sara who was still dumbstruck at the door as she went back inside and closed the door. Sara's daydream was obviously spoiled by the time Agam's voice reached her ears.

"That's, Ms. Linda .. his wife Mr. Soni, RT here at the compound, sent a cake to congratulate her, he said," answered Sara.

Agam was silent for a moment before finally answering, "You just eat if you want.”

Then Agam's hand moved to massage the screen on the handle of his wheelchair, and the wheelchair turned to Sara.

But, just moving forward a little, the wheelchair stopped.

"Or just give it to your 2 nieces and nephews" said Agam without turning to Sara.

"Niece?"

Which nephew?

"I mean ... Nisa's the same Nino? He's Mama Mina's son. Not nephews. But, know from ..."

"Just give me who you want. You set it up yourself" cut Agam and leave Sara.

"-You don't want to taste a little?,” asked Sara to hold back the departure of Agam who was getting away.

The wheelchair stopped. But, still the same, Agam did not turn at all to face Sara.

"Only Mbok Jami can cook for me."

And go again.

Even for food alone, he would not touch her if she did not feel safe. It must have hurt so much that it became like that. I don't know what happened 2 years ago?

“Sini, Non. I keep it in the refrigerator,” said Mbok Jami who was suddenly already nearby, helping him bring the box of cookies he was carrying.

“Thank you, Mbok.”

“Oh yes.” Mbok Jami was just a step away from Sara and was going to the dining room, when then his steps stopped. “Kata Den Agam, Non asked to check im.. i-ima-, i-me ... Well, what was it?”

An email? Oh, maybe the job ...

“Email yes, Mbok? Yes, I will check. Thank you yes, Mbok.”

That meant he had to return to his study, even though his head was already throbbing due to the many questions about Agam.

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16.35

Sara just came out of her study. The work that Agam asked for was also done he did all the work. He repeatedly pulled his hands up so that the muscles in his waist could also be pulled up as well. Five hours sitting in front of a laptop is so tiring.

When Sara went down the stairs, the view on the side of the stairs that leads to the backyard gives its own beauty. The backyard of Agam house is the most special among all things that smell of technology. It feels like only that part is left to experience what it is.

A fairly wide meadow, flower garden, some shady trees, illuminated by the sunset that will set, it feels very soothing. By looking at it, my heart feels peaceful.

When Sara reached the lower floor, she saw Agam already on the back porch. The custom of Agam every afternoon. He usually asks Mbok Jami to drive him there for a while.

No other activities he did there. Just sitting, facing the green meadow as if looking and enjoying the sun in the afternoon. And he could be very at home there for hours, if only Mbok Jami did not remind him to go inside.

I don't know what he was thinking there?

For a long time Sara looked at Agam without any intention of greeting him at all. In the end, Sara let Agam enjoy his afternoon there. He walks into the kitchen and finds Mbok Jami throwing food in the trash.

“Kok dumped, Mbok? It's stale, huh?,” asked Sara.

“Anu, Non. Asked Den Agam to throw away. He said no one could eat. Anyway should be discarded.”

Sara scrunched her forehead. “Mbok wrong seasoning? The food is not good, Mbok?”

“Not, Non. This is a delivery from the lady. I asked Den Agam, told him to throw it away. I was even scolded if it was not thrown away, Non.”

From Mama Widia. Why banished?

Sara suddenly remembered the cake Linda had given her earlier. “Kue from Ci Linda was also told to throw away, Mbok?,” asked Sara.

If the food of his mother had been told to throw away, it might as well have been the cake ...

“Ndak, Non. Even Den Agam who told me to keep it for Non. I was asked again earlier, he said he wanted to be taken Non tomorrow.”

Bizarrely. Why did Mama Widia get dumped? What's the matter?

But Sara did not have the courage to ask Agam. All he could do now was look at the wasted food in disappointment. She often helped her mother cook. Seeing that was so sad.

Too bad. Why should it be thrown away?