MY LOVELY, SAHARA
21. I love you

Sahara blushed in embarrassment, especially Cakra was indeed the type of person who cared less about. Although quiet, there are still some children who have not returned home hope Dan Sahara sure, they are now the center of attention because of the behavior of the Cakra.

"Thank you, but the flowers are not foreign. Where did you buy it?" Sahara grabbed the red rose and kissed it. Asa the smell of the rose of the school garden, her inner.

"Hehe from the front garden of the master room," cried the sinless Cakra.

"Udah yuk neng, we're home!" take him to pull Sahara to the parking lot. Sahara meleyot nurut even though the rose is not a purchase, which is clear Cakra certainly need a struggle considering the gardener and garden lamp hope is quite fierce.

"Slow Chakras!"

Sahara until stumbling following the chakras, the deep thump of da da is increasingly unbearable.

"Sorry, I'm so excited!" Cakra grimaces.

"You're taking the helmet again, aren't you? I'll have pakpol."

"No, we go through the rat road so we don't meet pakpol. It's easy, I'm poking my way to your house. But by the way, Mama wants to meet! Kangen said."

"Mama?" reset Sahara.

"Yes so the new mama knows that you are in Semarang and just found out that you are the son of Om Sagara. Sahara you want to help me?" pinta Cakra's.

"What help?" ask Sahara.

"Later I'll explain, now go up first." Cakra patted the back seat so that the Sahara immediately climbed onto the bonce.

"Wih wants a date," led by Rival.

"I came home the same as who if Cakra boncengin juwita," he cried bending his face. Sahara frowned confused.

"Juwita who?" tanyanya is impatient.

"Juwita dambaan heart bang Cakra," ledek Rival directly ngibrit before the fumed Cakra tubers.

"Rese the Rival mah, don't take it seriously."

"Do you like other girls?" ask Sahara who is still surprised because she thinks Cakra likes a woman named juwita.

"Juwita it's you" said Cakra slowly grabbing the tiny hand of the Sahara and putting it on the cheek. Just like a spoiled young man to his lover.

"Ish Cakra seen by many, let's go home!" Sahara looked down embarrassed and pulled her hand.

Cakra changes position, letting the Sahara ride and then propel the motor out of the parking area. The chakras pull the Sahara's hands together to circle around her stomach. The Sahara hesitantly complies, until it is finally comfortable and its head rests on Cakra's back.

Apparently the girl was sleeping in the back, lucky Cakra launched his motor slowly, carefully and soulfully.

Dukkk!

Apparently the sleeping police are not really sleeping, Cakra jumped and panicked because it accidentally made Sahara distracted by her actions without brakes and slowly while crossing the sleeping police. Not only did Sahara wake up but also hit the back of her helmet.

"The chakra hurts."

The chakras stop the motor, then look back. Rubbing the Sahara forehead which Cakra believes banged quite hard to leave redness.

"It hurts so much, sorry! I'm not careful, anyways that cop sleeps recklessly."

"Hihi basic, ngeles!" Sahara Cibir.

"Judah walk again yes, before going home to buy what first?"

Sahara fell silent, she really did not want to trouble Cakra especially when she remembered the man was willing to slit his chicken for the sake of the cellphone that is currently in the Sahara pocket. Given that, Sahara shook her head.

"Go back to your house straight away!"

"okay."

The motor drove back, until it had unknowingly reached the front yard of the rented house of Cakra and Kinanti.

"Come in," he asked.

Cakra then invites Sahara in which happens to be the door of his house unlocked.

Kinanti welcomed the Sahara with a longing embrace.

"Tante kangen so much as you love," exclaimed Kinanti smiling widely. It just so happens that he cooked a lot today.

Then Cakra's gaze focused on the box arranged for lunch.

"Who's that for, Ma?" ask Cakra.

"This? Make your papa," cried Kinanti.

"Tumben what's the show?" Cakra who is still not aware does not know that today is a birthday.

"It's okay, you guys will anter to the office?" pinta Kinanti Cakra.

Sahara, Kinan and Cakra have lunch together. Sometimes they discuss the excitement in the orphanage, the story of Sahara's meeting with Lendra until the girl's meeting with Devon and Sagara. Cakra nodded listening, he did not expect all this time to put jealousy on Devon.

Although his instinct as a man knows very well Devon likes the Sahara seen from his gelagat but Cakra relieved because Devon is still a family status Om Sagara.

They arrived at Sagara's office after lunch. Cakra escorts her to her papa's room while Sahara heads to Sagara's.

"This tip is for your mother Cakra" cried Lendra. Actually after coming home he wanted to stop by, unexpectedly Cakra had visited himself first in the office and deliver food.

Kinanti cuisine is always the best in its tongue, delicious and delicious. Suddenly, Lendra grew grim because they were separated. As if knowing what was on his father's mind, Cakra stopped going from Lendra's room.

"Cakra wants papa and mama back rich first," he murmured softly.

Lendra puffed up, and stared fixedly at her son.

"But that's impossible chakra."

"Does you still love your mom? Papa wants to kayak again? please, pa! Proof to mom that papa deserves a second chance. Your mumpung has not long separated," cried Cakra.

"Father think again Cakra."

"Your dear chakras, we want to get rich again. Maybe once Cakra really wanted Papa to separate from mama, but-"

"Papa is wrong to have cheated on your mother even has lowered her pride as a wife. But for God's sake, papa never touched Areta other than the handrails and kissed the forehead!" I'm Lendra. He indeed breng sek has betrayed Kinanti, but honestly he did not get the heart to enjoy the body of another woman besides his wife.

"Seriously dad?" ask Cakra.

"Two rius, for what papa lies. Oh yeah, say happy birthday to your mom. Later if you stop by papa!"

Cakra gelongo made especially when he saw Lendra had prepared a gift for his mother. He immediately went home and wanted to persuade Kinanti at all costs.

"The Sahara! Do you want me to take you home or come with me?" ask Cakra.

"Go home, stop by tomorrow, don't you think?"

"Oh okay, I'll take you home first!"

Cakra brings Sahara home. However, before entering the gate of the house Cakra pulled the hand of the Sahara.

"It's me,-"

"I love you Cakra" cut the Sahara fast.

Though Cakra does not want to express love, he wants to ask about his papa. Had it happened between him and the Sahara would the girl have given it a chance. Cakra just wants to hear the opinion of the Sahara as a woman, unexpectedly Sahara even reciprocates his feelings now.

"I love you too."

Sahara smiled sweetly then entered as her cheeks were flushed in embarrassment.