Mother To Neira
Green Lake

The atmosphere in the market is always longing for. He would rather buy everything in that place than in the mall. Especially if you have seen the green vegetables lined up, so happy heart sekar. In the past, to the market has become a routine and the mother every Sunday. However, now that all things have changed, many habits with the mother who no longer do because Sekar has lost his mother.

Now buy a few pieces of sweatshirt and there is a beautiful dress with a price that is not too expensive that attracts his attention. He bought it too, for whatever reason, but because he liked it, he ended up buying it as well.

A carefree step Sekar with some tentengan in hand through the market, greeting and replying to the greetings of traders who have memorized well with the beautiful girl.

However, after exiting the market, the pace slowed. He will go to the house he used to live in long time with both parents. There were some files and items during his childhood that were left behind. She hoped that her aunt would not throw them away.

"Angkot!" Just waved his hand, starting to stop a public transport.

After a journey of approximately fifteen minutes, he finally arrived in front of a house that was so missed. Sekar was actually convinced, the house was owned by his parents, unfortunately he could not defend because his aunt had such strong evidence. A letter on the stamp with his mother's signature.

As Sekar knew, his mother never said that the house belonged to an aunt. But why is there a signature on that power of attorney? I don't know, Sekar doesn't understand.

Just opened the fence as high as his chest, took a deep breath and then began to enter. A simple house but with a spacious courtyard and ivory white paint. There were a few acacia trees in that sizable yard. Ah, Sekar kangen once his papa mama.

"Auntie." I started knocking on the door. No word for a moment. But then the door opened, not her aunt, but her cousin of her age.

"Did you come here?" tanyanya cynic.

"Take my stuff that's still missing. You're not there, are you?"

"No, mama's another show. If you want to grab something, what else is it? All your stuff has been thrown away."

Clenching his hands heard that. He enters without being prevented by Selvi, his cousin.

"Nothing, Sekar! What do you want to do?!"

"Where did that greedy lass throw away my stuff?!" Sekar grabbed the collar of Selvi's shirt, his eyes gleaming furiously.

Selvi pointed at the open kitchen door.

"Lepasin, you can find it in the trash can behind the kitchen."

Sekar threw his hand from the collar of Selvi's shirt, making the girl stagger back. Selvi's eyes then stared fixedly at Sekar's hands which were quite a lot. He followed Sekar backwards.

"There's a lot of money," he sneered with a laugh. Sekar melengos, no matter, he ransacked the dry garbage that indeed contained a lot of plastic and paper waste. "So the rich man? Or be a pimp?" selvi again.

"It has nothing to do with my work." Sekar through Selvi with a slight bump on her shoulder made her cousin stagger again.

"Basic lacur, I say nyokap I am the same friends you used to be, yes" threatened the girl.

"Why don't you guys siarin use toa musholla ahead let everyone know? Lo alone, don't you find customers?"

Smiling small and dangerous. He knew very well what his cousin was doing in the interlude of his college hours.

"What do you mean?! I'm not like you!"

"Normally the one who accuses is the culprit."

She continued walking, passing through the living room and finally meeting her aunt who had just returned home and got out of her car. Just passing through it.

"Why did you come here?"

Not caring, he kept walking. Lazy to serve both men. After exiting his home area, Sekar went on foot to a green lake located not far from his home environment. Although dense Jakarta can not be avoided, but there is a beautiful and quite hidden place that is not far from his home environment. A green lake. Sekar sat on his side at this moment, feeling the gentle breeze of the wind begin to caress his cheeks.

At that time, opposite him, stood a man he knew very well and lately often near him. Arjuna's. The handsome man was smoking and staring at him from a distance. He doesn't know, not since when Juna was there. Now, the man moved, circled the lake and headed towards him.

Surprisingly, Sekar did not react. He remained seated by the lake, letting Juna now get closer to him.

"Can I go somewhere?" ask Arjuna after the man is close.

Sekar looked up, looked at the man while frowning.

"Where, Mas?"

"Well, I'll buy you an escrim."

I laughed a little and then finally nodded. He didn't know why he could just go along with Juna. However, he quite understood, that this man was currently having a lot of thoughts. Perhaps, Neira's miss was the same as her.

They walked side by side, towards the car parked behind a large tree. The car drove slowly, leaving the hustle and bustle of the metropolis' center to a quieter, more soothing place.