MY LOVELY, SAHARA
Chapter 5 - Confession of love Cakra

Silent, the two were silent for a moment. Sahara stared straight ahead, while Cakra repeatedly sighed. Suddenly, he riled up on his own.

"Sahara," he called.

"Yes?" Sahara looked up with raised eyebrows.

"I am,- actually I am, fyuhhh!"

"Why? want to go home?" tanyanya, "already eight o'clock, the distance Ambarawa - Semarang is quite far, do not falm-malem when going home," he said impressed worried.

Yes, Sahara was indeed worried about the young man deep down. Moreover, the case of be gal is also rife, not looking at a quiet or crowded place.

"Do you have a cell phone?" ask Cakra, Sahara shakes her head.

"Not yet, cell phones aren't important stuff, are they?" the innocent Netra stared at the clingy chakra.

"Hm, maybe! If there is sustenance,-"

"Don't, I don't like receiving expensive things for free" Sahara said.

"Ck ck, pede you! If there is sustenance I play again here," exclaimed Cakra nosy chuckle.

Blushhh, Sahara hammering. His cheeks met red because he guessed wrongly what Cakra would say.

"It's malem, I'm saying goodbye! But, there is one serious thing that I want to talk about" said Cakra.

"Sahara, I like you!"

"Huh?" The Sahara parroted between shock and disbelief.

"I've loved you since I first saw you in this parlour, ever since you put two ribbons in your hair. Like since we were eight years old and often cry together," cried Cakra finally.

Sahara is silent, she remembers her childhood memories with Cakra. Sweet as well as asem, they often met from the age of eight, precisely since Bu Kinanti became a wingless angel for the home where the Sahara lived.

"Hey, you like to hide behind Bu Kinanti. Let's get acquainted."

The small Sahara in fact who first invited Cakra to get acquainted. The jovial and generous nature of the smile managed to make the little chakra like to end in love after adulthood.

"Sahara, so far no woman has been really close to me other than you and Mama" Cakra said.

Rival was about to approach Cakra to go home considering that the clock on the wall was almost nine. However, Rival came to a halt at the doorway when he saw Cakra and Sahara talking about matters of the heart.

"Oh yeah? But I can't accept your love, Cakra! We are too young to think about what love is and all its tangled threads.

"I'm not asking you out. Mama said, I have to work first can be dating. Sahara, I just want you to know my heart, that's all." Cakra holding the tiny hand of the Sahara.

"How should I go?" Sahara's dilemma, all this time she only considered Cakra a friend, nothing more.

"Just take care of your heart, if you want."

"With me!" connect the chakras in the heart.

Sahara was still pensive, especially when she saw the big motorbike driving away from the courtyard with the blackness of the night getting thicker.

"Sahara, come on in!" take Arimbi when you see Sahara sitting pensively on the terrace after Cakra left.

"Eh, yes, Mom!"

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The next day, Cakra's body has a fever. Kinanti had been worried since her son came home from the orphanage in a drenched state.

"Cakra, Mama anter to the doctor huh?" haggling Kinanti. Moreover, seeing Cakra's pale face made the middle-aged woman worried.

"Cakra's just in the rain, Ma!"

"Wind must also be checked, let the wind stop. Ah, I can't argue! Mama's sure it's because of last night."

"Ma, please call Rival I'm not in today" Cakra exclaimed.

"Where's your phone!"

Cakra thrust his phone, just turned on the screen from the right side button, Kinanti was already made surprised by the photo of the girl plastered there. Who else if not the Sahara.

"Hm, he said he didn't like it, but Sahara's photo is here. Hayoo?" kinanti Goda.

Kinanti immediately sent a message to Rival, after which forcing Cakra to come to the doctor.

Coincidentally today his catering order was again empty, so Kinanti had time to deliver Cakra.

"Street slowly," said Kinanti, as she swept Cakra out of the room.

Then ask Cakra to sit on the seat next to the steering wheel. Although not as expensive as Lendra's, at least this car is the starting point of Kinanti's struggle when pioneering a catering business.

The car drove slowly to the nearest hospital, Kinanti was so worried that he did not focus on driving.

"Cakra.." call him.

"Hm, is it Ma?" balas Cakra.

Kinanti nodded then even faster. Until finally reached the hospital parking lot, the spring came down and mengapah Cakra.

Cakra was about to protest, especially when his mother asked the officer to bring a cage for him.

Cakra was taken to the ER with Kinanti who took care of his registration.

Puk!

Someone patted Kinan on the shoulder from behind, Kinanti finished taking care of the registration of Cakra turned her head.

"Who is it?" kinanti asked forgetfully, when she clearly remembered who the man before her was at the moment. The man in the upper body of her husband.

"You forgot that your ex is your husband's boss" one person said.

Kinanti glanced cynically as she sighed, "i even forgot that I have a husband!" keep it before you go.

The man smiled wryly looking at Kinanti from a distance.

"It hasn't changed, too bad!" muttering then tekekekuh slowly.

After finishing with the initial examination, and the doctor gives treatment. Cakra is required to be hospitalized at least one day overnight so that the condition is more stable.

"Gastric acid goes up, he also has a high fever. Stay and spend a few infusions to be more stable, I will prescribe some gastric treatment drugs," exclaimed the doctor called Kinanti.

"Cakra..." Kinanti entered the Cakra's ward after being transferred.

"Ma, I told you I don't why are we going home?" bring Cakra.

"No, how stubborn. Gini if you rarely eat breakfast," he complained a little nagging.

Cakra just grimaced softly, "Ma, I saw Om Sagara!"

Kinanti glared at her making, "mislooked at times," Kinanti said.

One of the reasons until now why he has never visited Lendra at his workplace is that the company belongs to Sagara, the man in Kinanti.

The man who left Kinanti to marry his parents' choice.

"But, Ma! Sagara is good, we can ask him to be a substitute donor" Cakra thought.

"Cakra, enough yes! There is no good word, he is just like your Papa the female playmaker," cried Kinanti as she rubbed her face.

Unknowingly, he instead made the Lendra's vision in Cakra's eyes worse, even though it was true.

The chakras don't really rest, the body feels shivering at once all sick.

He became worried about Rival, whether his best friend is healthy wal afiat after a night of rain.

Cakra saw Kinanti waiting for him to fall asleep on the sofa, he knew his great woman was quite tired with her present life. Just reaching for a cell phone, someone slid in carrying a fruit parcel.

"Stttt... Don't tell me Om's coming" exclaimed Sagara.

Cakra nodded slowly, "yes Om!"

"Where are you? what pain? Why didn't Lendra come to take you?" cerca Sagara's.

"Why in the hospital, sick?" ask back Cakra without answering Sagara's questions.

It was successful in making the middle-aged man let out a long sigh.