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S2. Twelve

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Nolan once got one question in a question and answer session of one of the television stations who invited him to a talk show. Here is the sound of the question.

“What mistakes have you made, and make you regret it so much?”

And Nolan answered like this.

“I made three mistakes that I will never forget in my life.

First, I couldn't take good care of my mother until I lost her. Second, I once hated my papa for a reason I couldn't say, and thirdly, I once made someone I loved sincerely from within my heart, go leave me.”

There was no written scenario whatsoever for Nolan's answer. All he said was sincere from his heart. And the host of the show asked again.

“So you ever had a lover?”

The atmosphere of the studio at that time was very quiet, waiting for an answer from Nolan. And he answered,

“Yes, I once had a lover. But the person I was referring to was not my lover. We are just friends.”

“Friend zone?”

“Oh, that's the term today?” it was Nolan who made the whole room laugh. He suddenly became a blind old man with slang words.

“For now, you have dong girlfriend?” seda the host. “Not likely handsome guy, successful, rich like you don't have a girl.”

Nolan shook. “No. I still can't open my heart to anyone until now.”

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And for today alone, Nolan wants to be the Nolan he once was. He came to the sweet martabak shop first. It had been a long time since he had replaced his father. His time and freedom were completely wiped out. He became a man who forgot the land like his old papa. And this is what he doesn't like. But all has been lined up into destiny, how else?

The luxury car he had parked around the road not too far from the store was located. Wait, I remember the road was not like this. Everything has changed. This road no longer feels as interesting as it used to be.

Nolan's ledge was riveted when he realized there were no more rows of roadside shops here. This place has transformed into a tall building that is still in the process of development. The place had already changed function after not attending for many years. His gaze was empty, his palms clenched. Nolan has lost another meaningful thing in his life, again. The place had become the most memorable memory for Nolan, but everything had already disappeared by now.

His memory was thrown backwards, horribly. He still remembers how he came to Caca across the street. He remembered how Caca was sitting on a bench waiting for orders with him there. Then, the memory of how the two old men who were looking for hard money there, why did everything change so quickly?

Then, amid the anxiety of a heart that was not willing to face reality in plain sight, Nolan heard something. Like Dejavu, Nolan felt goosebumps hearing the sound of someone crying but did not see anyone around him. His eyes kept turning around, until he finally saw her. He saw a familiar silhouette in his eyes. A woman sits crouching with her legs bent and cries out howling she thought the kuntilanak turned out to be ...

“Lo why cry at the corner of Kayak Kunti?”

Goddamnit! Can he be likened to Kunti?

Caca looked over at the voice he recognized. Is Nolan here too? Why is it like this? He just wants to take off the burden he is feeling. Heartbroken, plus his desire to eat sweet martabak that was not fulfilled because the shop that became his subscription and Nolan first, had changed into another building.

“Please condition your mouth when talking.” ketus Caca which makes Nolan spout laughter. Nolan forgot instantly with his frustration of losing the memory-filled martabak shop, because now he could see his memories real before his eyes.

“Thank you that Nemu elo. If someone else, have been watered Lo same water a bucket.”

Caca doesn't care. She came back crying like a child.

“Ca. Stop no?! Lo make people misunderstand and will accuse me who is not.”

“Yes you go there! Who needs your company?”

Instead of leaving, Nolan chose to sit next to Caca. Patting the woman's back a few times to let her crying subside.

Damn it, right? It's been heartbroken, upset at the nolan annoyance. Really shit.

Suddenly Caca's crying taste is gone. He turned to stare at Nolan. His still wet eyes he rubbed rough, and his reddened lips and nose did not escape from such a loud pee.

“Ngapain we here?”

Nolan never thought about why Caca looked so hateful to her. Does her face turn annoying in Caca's eyes now? Yes although it can not be denied, he used to make Caca hate him.

“Gue wants to buy martabak. I haven't been here in a long time. Eh even the shop has been evicted and I just know now.” said Nolan with a slightly disappointed face. “If I knew like this, I would buy this land first so it is not built into a building like this. I continue to develop the efforts of street vendors so that they can still have a job. I just realized that I was too busy to forget the favorite place that I always came to when I was back. And now ..”Nolan continued while glancing towards the building that is still being built, then raising his shoulders.

Caca only noticed the straight face of Nolan who looks more handsome in his adult age now. Then he smiled. Nolan is changing better than he ever knew.

“If you do anything here? Want to nakutin the same person the sound of Lo crying like Kunti it—Awwsh..” Nolan grimaced receiving a crushing blow from Caca. He rubbed his thighs which felt hot as if they were burning. “Sick, Ca!”

“Let you taste.”

Nolan laughed in his heart. This is the Caca, the Caca he once knew. One idea jail came up. He flanked Caca in his armpit area to make the woman wriggle.

In the end, they were able to laugh together. And at times like that, Nolan would take a gap to ask.

“There's a problem?” nolan asked as he bent his legs and hugged her.

Caca hesitated. Can he tell me the problem? Or better keep it to himself as a memory. But this is just Nolan, definitely not going to matter since Nolan is a person who is good at keeping secrets, under certain circumstances.

Caca nodded his head. He wants his heart to be a little relieved tonight.

“Lo is not the same as Louis?” nolan asked as he looked around.

Hearing that name, Caca's heart ached again. But it's not Nolan's fault because he doesn't know anything about the problems that have happened between him and Louis.

“Ngak. I'm alone.” replied Caca briefly. “You no longer have a job.”

Nolan nodded his head. “Capek ca, Mulu's work is not stopped at all. I'm human, not a robot.”

“Ya who got the money is you too, Zero.”

“Yes, Lo really. But I'm a robot.”

They laugh again. Being with Nolan, makes Caca a little bit comfortable.

“I want to apologize about my attitude towards you some time ago.”

Nolan frowned confusedly. Why is this Caca? Suddenly discussing things that had passed, making Nolan feel suspicious. Does this have anything to do with her meeting with Louis?

“Lo talking what the hell. Its nothing. That's natural because you already have a guy. I was wrong to meet maksa.”

“I, have nothing to do with Louis. We broke up.”

Hearing the news that Caca had just said, Nolan's face turned flat. What is the reason Caca cried because the relationship between the woman and the lover ended?

“So, you cry because of that?”

Caca turned his head and glared at Nolan's eyes. “Ngak. I want to eat sweet martabak, but the sale is not there. That's what makes me cry.”

Nolan knew Caca was lying to himself, and also lying to him.

Caca was almost crying back. His lips curled like a child about to make a gesture of crying, and Nolan just grabbed Caca into the pocket of his hand for the second time. Stabbed the Caca Mane until it falls apart. “Basic cengengeng. Yes, come with me. Come nyari martabak sweet. I bought one wagon let the gala go.” []

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