MISS THE NO MAN
Kirania's regret

After getting word if Kirania returned to her hometown, Dirga immediately drove his motorbike to Gambir train station. He was looking for the nearest departure schedule that would allow him to quickly get to the city of Kirania. And finally he got a ticket Argojati train that will leave at nine in the morning, exactly ten minutes from the scheduled departure of the train.

About three hours after Dirga reached Cirebon, Twelve o'clock, he set foot at the Kejaksan station. This is the first time Dirga set foot in the city nicknamed Shrimp City. Armed with a Kirania address recorded on his phone also using the waze application, he tried to find the destination address.

Welcomed by the scorching sun of Cirebon, Dirga set foot out of the train station. He finds several argo taxis and rickshaw brothers offering him a ride. Dirga chose to use an argo taxi to get to the house of Kirania which was not too far from the Cirebon city train station.

Dirga stopped in front of the house with a pretty beautiful yard with many plants in the yard. But the house of Kirania looked deserted, the gate was locked. He thought, could it be that he had the wrong address? If Kirania comes home to Cirebon, she should be here, he thought. When suddenly there was a rickshaw brother who looked shallow near the house Kirania shouted at him.

" When it's this hour, Ms. Saras is usually in the market, Mas."

Obtaining information about the whereabouts about Kirania, Dirga immediately approached

that rickshaw brother.

" In the market, Bang?"

" Yes, this hour is still selling in the market, usually through the new Ashar home, Mas."

Like a prized prank, Dirga tried to ask the rickshaw brother where the market is located where the Kirania parents sell, thankfully the rickshaw brother knew its location and was willing to drive himself there. Even if the rickshaw brother does not know, let him wait until the Cyrian family returns from the market.

Perhaps the goddess of luck was still on Dirga's side, because the rickshaw brother was willing to take her along especially when he took out two hundred thousand pieces of money, one hundred thousand, making the rickshaw brother eagerly ushered himself to where Kirania's parents were selling.

Finally using a rickshaw Dirga headed to the market, for Dirga who used to live in Jakarta, the hot weather of Cirebon city is not much different from the city where he lived. It may be normal, not-so-jammed traffic that sets it apart. About twenty minutes of time Dirga spent to get to the market. His tramp brother also drove Dirga to the grocery store owned by Kirania's parents.

Dirga saw there were several buyers lined up sideways waiting for their turn to be served. He chose to stand three meters away from the store. Dirga circulating his gaze into the shop, there were three people there. One middle-aged woman who uses glasses is seen counting with a calculator. And two women and a man who look busy serving. For more than ten minutes of waiting, even the buyer had changed, but the figure he was looking for was nowhere to be seen.

At once also Dirga's heart suddenly agitated. Is it true that Kirania is returning to this city? Or the information given by the neighbor Pakde Danang is fake. And why also had he not had time to ask the rickshaw brother about the whereabouts of the woman he was looking for at this time. And why also stupidly he followed here, even though the information he got was not necessarily accurate. .

" Have you prayed, Ran?"

The words of the middle-aged woman who was suspected was the mother of Kirania suddenly launched back oxygen that entered into her respiratory cavity.

" It's, Ma."

Especially when the sound of a soft voice that cheers plus the appearance of the owner of the voice that was seen when tying his hair felt so soothing to his heart, making Dirga could not bear to not develop his smile.

Dirga then watched as Kirania was seen serving shoppers deftly, making her finally approach as the buyer in front of the stall was left with only two people. And Dirga's arrival was immediately welcomed as a customer by Mama Kirania.

" Find what, Mom?" ask Mama Saras kindly.

Without taking his eyes off the woman who looked busy filling rice in the plastic Dirga then replied.

" I'm looking for a mother's child ...."

Dirga could see the changes in body gestures from Kirania when he heard her voice. Seen by him immediately Kirania also stopped his activity inserting rice into plastic. Before long the woman turned her head towards him, and a shocked expression was seen on Kirania's face with her beautiful eyes perfectly rounded, making her re-expand her smile.

Mama Saras who was astonished to get an answer from the man in front of him immediately followed the direction of the man, who now rests on his daughter who is also currently seen gasping for the presence of Dirga.

" Hmmm, you're Kirania's friend?" ask Mama Saras later.

Dirga who realized he ignored the existence of the mother of Kirania immediately turned to look at Mama Saras.

" Oh, yes, Auntie. Introduce me Dirgantara Kirania's college friend." Dirga stroked and kissed the back of Mama Saras' hand making Mama Saras knit her eyebrows.

" Oh, there's a college friend who's in town, huh, Ran?" ask Mama Saras again.

" No, Aunt. I'm not original here. I came here on purpose after Kirania, because two days he did not go to college without permission. I'm worried he's okay." Dirga replied, making Kirania look upset at him.

" Lho, you said leave, but why not permission to the campus, Ran?" search Mama Saras wonder.

" Oh yes, there you accompany this friend of yours. Here there is Atika same Dwi who helps Mama."

" But, Ma ..." Kirania tries to protest but Mama Saras does not care about it, instead continues to encourage her to accompany Dirga.

" Why are you here?!" Kirania folded her hands on her chest and with a glare of sharp eyes as if wanting to intimidate Dirga as they exited the market area.

" Want to meet you, all acquaintances with prospective mother-in-law." Dirga chuckles.

Kirania snorted in annoyance. " What do you want, actually?!"

" Want me it's you. You go not wear say-say. I'm afraid you're here to meet another guy, keep cheating. In Jakarta that is clearly near me, you dare to cheat with Prayoga especially if you are far away, I can not know."

" Don't just talk, yeah! We have nothing to do!!" Kirania.

" Okay, let's make it clear that we have a relationship now." Dirga grinning.

" Know where I'm from?" still with emotion Kirania asked where Dirga got her address from. Are they from bude and his father? I don't think that's possible. Or his two best friends? But his best friend now blatantly forbids him from approaching Dirga. Then where did it come from?

" I got some info from your bude neighbor if you come back here." Dirga's answer made Kirania scrunch her forehead, she remembers hearing a chance to talk to her neighbor if she was going to Cirebon, but her budenya neighbor did not know her home address. " I kept coming here to be told that rickshaw brother who went near your house."

" Where did you get my address?"

" From you, dong." Dirga returned to grinning.

" No way! I never gave you my address!" kirania's argument was further upset by Dirga's behavior.

" You never told me, but you did tell customer service here, right? I save everything, from the address, the date of birth, the phone number to your mother's name I know " Dirga wiggled her phone in hand as if mocked at the recklessness of Kirania who unknowingly gave information indirectly to Dirga.

Kirania who felt her irritation even more so let alone seeing the triumphant smile on the man's face, without a second thought instantly snatched the phone in Dirga's hands, and resentfully she slammed it into the paved road, he also quickly trampled on Dirga's cell phone.

" Gosh, that's an expensive phone, Ran!" exclaimed Dirga who did not expect that Kirania would act spread-bar.

" Bodo very ...!!!" kirania's wrath then quickly left Dirga with tears that began to drip on her cheeks as she held back against the real man if she could, not wanting him to see her again for the rest of her life.

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