MY LOVELY, SAHARA
14. Assalamu'alaikum Semarang

A week is the time set by Sagara. Now, the Sahara is ready with a large backpack containing her valuables. Lendra was unable to join because she asked for leave of work. A few days ago he officially parted ways with Kinanti.

"Be careful, take good care of yourself and do not forget to pray. Sahara often play here," Arimbi's message.

Sahara nodded, she hugged the mother back with haru.

The revelation is more silent, while cloudy looks on the faces of Nana and Shla. Those closest to the Sahara in the parlour.

"Sister... Don't stay with Syila."

The Sahara embraced Nana and Shla, and then the Revelation fell apart because it did not want to miss its separation with the Sahara.

Ma'am Asih wiped her tears, powerless.

"Western..."

Sahara turns to Mbak Asih, "don't forget us."

"Ar, me and Sahara pamit. Assalamu'alaikum," cried Sagara.

Until the wave of hands and smiles behind the windows became their last farewell with SUVs that are getting farther and farther away.

Goodbye Ambarawa.

"Papa's sorry, have misahin you same them. But, whenever you want to go there papa is ready to deliver," said Sagara.

"Yes, Pa."

Sahara is more silent, she has not even had time to say goodbye to Sinta and Rian, her two koplak friends.

Maybe they'll know the news of Devon's departure when they enter later. While the move was taken care of yesterday.

***

They were at Sagara's house. The large two-story residence was painted white and the ash attracted the attention of the Sahara.

"Papa's house is big" he murmured softly.

"Yes, but honestly Papa is afraid you're not at home. Come down," he asked.

They were greeted by several servants.

"Liam, introduce him to my son Sahara. From now on, you take care of all the needs," said Sagara.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Sahara.

"Waalaikumsalam," they answered with a smile.

"Let's let aunt's bag carry it," Liam bargained.

Sahara and her papa came in after handing her bags and supplies to bi Liam. The two-story house was much larger in depth until the Sahara could only clack in awe.

"Sit down here first" Sagara patted the sofa next to him.

However, the Sahara's eye view focused on wedding photos hanging on the wall with a sizeable size.

"Papa lives alone?" ask Sahara.

"No."

"Keep the same?"

"Just like you're Sahara" she said. A Sagara can melt the stiff atmosphere around it? Hey, that only happens to Princess Sahara.

"Until," said Sagara opened a room door. The first view of the Sahara was immediately amazed, how could his papa prepare a room with shades of pinky-pinky like this.

"Do you know my favorite color?" ask Sahara.

"Not much different from your mother, sorry that you suffered long enough out there." Sagara hugged his daughter again.

"It's okay, Pa. At least I met Ms. Arimbi, Madam Asih, Wahyu, Nana and others. They all love me," he said.

"Papa is proud of you. Let's go in."

Sahara came in, she sat her body on the bed. Padded, inner Sahara.

Compared to a small bed in a parlor, where the room is inhabited by four, this is amazing. Wanted to be euphoric, but he was still shy about his papa. Finally the Sahara can only be calm mode for a while.

That night, Sahara was neat with her outfit. Today Sagara will take her out for a walk.

"What are you eating today?" sagara welcomed her daughter.

"eat? Don't eat at home, Pa?" tanyakanya.

"Specifically today want to take a date, papa" he cheered with a Sahara smile.

"Dating with the gentlemen, hehe."

"Don't get me wrong, let gini not be less cool than Devon."

"Yes-yes, Papa's the coolest. But Om Lendra is also cool," he said.

"Which can praise other papa," Sagara's son made Sahara laugh immediately.

Semarang that night was quite crowded, especially Sagara invited his daughter to explore the old city.

In addition to being a place to hang out, swaphoto an aesthetic, there is also a variety of culinary specialties Semarang.

Just tracking a day, it feels like Sahara can't wait to know Semarang more closely.

"Cakra, I'm in Semarang you know, we're close!" inner Sahara. He still exchanged messages with Cakra but still did not tell the young man where he was.

Satisfied around and many stories, they took to stop by to eat.

Until nine o'clock more decided to go home because the road has begun to quiet, unlike in the capital that is always non-stop crowded.

"Assalamu'alaikum Semarang," cried Sahara in the heart.