MY HEART HAS DIJLEB-JLEBIN YOU
THE CRAB OF SAOS PADANG

Nia and Vina seemed so excited down the path to Bukit Pelangi Village. The two ran to each other past the road with the steep slope while laughing at silly things. But when the two almost arrived at Bukit Pelangi Village, Vina suddenly just mired into the rice field and suffered a serious foot injury.

"Oh."

"Vina," cried Nia as she ran over to Vina. "Is it okay?"

"Fix my legs kesleo."

"Omg how dong." Nia looked over here. "Lu wait here. I'm trying to get help from the people."

Vina simply nodded in response to Nia, her usual best friend, while feeling the pain in her ankle that was turning blue. While Nia, seen approaching a cassava farmer who was resting under a tree. The citizens hurriedly moved when they found Nia's arrival, and immediately followed when Nia asked for her help to help the injured Vina. Yet.

"Where is Vina?" Nia pointed at the ground where Vina was mired. "Feelings are the place."

"Udah helped by Mr. Edo time, Ma'am. Directly taken to the cottage."

"Om Edo?"

The middle-aged cassava farmer nodded. "Yes that cop."

"Yes I know but I mean why Om Edo? I mean why do you guess directly Om Edo? I could not help Vina, my mother. Or Ikbal."

The cassava farmer reflexively hit his own head.

"Fix has a problem. It's strange that I directly discussed Om Edo. Keep talking rich people are already familiar that again," added Nia.

"No, Sister Nia, no."

"Not wrong with what he meant? What the hell is it, sir? Story is okay."

"Anu, Ma'am. Duh, how is it. There really is nothing, Ma'am. Ja–"

"Miss?"

Spontaneous Nia and the cassava farmer turned to the origin of the voice.

"Yes you really are. There is a problem but it has nothing to do with this father," added Edo while turning to the cassava farmer. "Please continue his work, sir."

"Oh yes-yes. Excuse me, Mr. Edo, Mr. Nia." The cassava farmer passed by with half-run steps.

"What problem, Om?"

"Zaim knows the details. So let Zaim aja clearin sa–"

"Omg wait-wait," interrupted Nia. "Don't tell me this is the problem that Zaim suddenly returned to Jakarta?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Well, what's the problem, Om? The Time of Om Bagas? He could not have been in prison anymore. What's Mr Hakam's condition?"

"Not really good."

"What does the problem go? Don't tell me, my step-mom? No …"

Hearing what Nia had just said made Edo instantly stifled with a bad feeling. How not? Personal photos of Nia spread across all social media viral to foreign countries. That's a natural thing considering Nia is Zaim Alfarezi's lover who is very famous in the business world. So there is a possibility that the viral news can also reach Nila's ears, said Nia, right?

And regardless of Nila's reaction, wouldn't Monaco stay silent if the media knew there were one of Nia's three personal photos relating to Nila's past abominations? Edo's bad feeling really happened. Currently, Nila was crying hysterically in front of the television, staring at the small photo of Nia who was thin, pale and full of bruises.

" … The photo, the beginning of Mamah began to charge Nia," said Nila.

"Enough, Mah. That was past. Now be–"

"Then judge yourself in the same rich way Mamah is Nia's ruthless," Nila told Monica. "Mama deliberately married people tempramen to be beaten .. Deliberately eat stale food .. But Mamah still feels not enough."

"Udah, Mah. Enough already. Mama has been in the hospital for years. Even Mamah can not be separated from drugs until now. Mama has suffered. That's enough, Mah." Monica looked at the father who suddenly moved. "Where are you going?"

"It's clear" Monaco replied.

"Don't look for the same problem Zaim, Pah. He's gonna fix this problem."

Spontaneous Monaco stopped its rapid pace. "She's just gonna fix her boyfriend's problems, not yours."

"Mama's problem means?"

Monaco looked at Monica. "You should mama mengjelasin. That little photo of Nia who's rich in living corpses is the cause of your Mamah. You think Zaim Alfarezi will do that too huh? Don't you be chatty. Take care of your mother. Mouthful crying makes you dizzy."

"Duy."

Duyi, Monaco's right-hand man, rushed to level the pace with Monaco. "How you doing, sir?"

"Kalo Zaim Alfarezi ngehalangin we enter Indonesia using the number one police force there even the President, we can also do the same thing right?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Prepare for two suitcases. I want to go to Indonesia today, and teach the lesson of spreading the photos."

...•▪•▪•▪•▪•...

" … Did you eat the belom?"

Seen through a video call, Zaim shook his head in response to Nia's question. "I'll eat soon."

"Now I want to see."

"I'm busy, honey," replied Zaim.

Nia sighed. "You must not be aware that I'm kurusan."

"Masa? But the bread is torn I still have a lot of tuh."

"Silter."

Zaim laughing. "I'll be back tomorrow. We continue the holidays okay? I'm busy now."

"Judah yes."

"Can't wait to see you, dear*. I love you."

*Can't wait to see you, honey.

Nia nodded as she waved her hand at Zaim. And the short video call ended. While sighing rudely, Nia returned Edo's phone which had been waiting for him until he finished releasing the longing with Zaim through a video call. Edo invites Nia to return to the cottage before Ushi, Vina or Ikbal suspect.

"Om first. I'm gonna be here any minute."

"How come you don't believe in Zaim?"

Nia simply turned to Edo, not understanding the meaning of the question.

"That's a lot about the torn bread" added Edo.

Spontaneous Nia laughing. "I'm sad, Om, look at Zaim being so skinny because of me."

"Kok because of you?"

"Yes because the problem right now must be related to me, right?"

Edo immediately bit his tongue.

"Om no need to answer. Because I feel and am sure." Nia sighed. "While the problem concerns us, we should be the ones to solve it, not even anyone else. Other people have problems too. I really want to help Zaim, Om."

"You don't have to worry, Nia. If Zaim himself who intervened to solve the problem, it means that a big problem that can only be solved using money that is not serinya. You trust Zaim enough. Yea?"

Nia simply nodded in response to Edo.

"Jaudah if we go back to the hut yuk. This crab saos padangnya must have been deadeng. The smell is here. Yuk." yuk."

Nia nodded again giving Edo an answer, and followed the lover not until the mother left the cucumber garden. Although still stricken with feelings of sadness, the aroma of the crab sauce paddocks it does make a feeling of sadness and the like instantly disappear. And the third dinner without Zaim passed. But tonight did not pass as well as last night.

Nia woke up to Edo's snoring. Visible Vina was sleeping soundly while holding her stomach which was satisfied last night by three servings of crab pasture sauce. Ushi and Ikbal. The air tonight is pretty weird. It was raining but the air was very hot. That was why Nia and everyone decided to roll out a palembang mattress and sleep in the living room of the cottage.

Nia moved carefully, intending to fix Edo's blanket. But when Nia was about to go back to sleep, she accidentally saw Edo's phone. Nia grabbed the phone after a great debate with her logic touting her manners. No less carefully Nia came out of the hut, and hurriedly vaporized her already unstoppable brazenness!

"An–". Nia hurriedly smothered her mouth which was about to exclaim. "What the hell is anjir? This is my cd photo, my replay value is the same photo I pas TK. Who spread anjir."

"Nyebarin what?"

DEG