My Maid, Lara!
First Guest Is Izmar!

Zac came home when the night was approaching, at that time Lara had begun to get acquainted with one of the residents of the old carriage.Fifty-year-old woman who looked good and friendly. Lara was talking to him next to the next carriage that had just arrived this morning. Bu Mirah is one of the masseurs who can be called from house to house.

Bu Mirah told me while massaging Lara's shoulder that felt sore. The woman smiled to greet Zac who came home in a dirty blackened outfit like exposed to soot smeared by his blue shirt with a jeans jacket hanging on his shoulder.

Lara looked at Zac in amazement, Zac was very gallant and looked mature with glowing brown eyes. With the appearance of a butcher at the slaughterhouse.The aura is spooky and loud. With

Nodding his head towards Bu Mirah. A very rare thing to do to someone he just met.

The woman implored Lara. And went to his car which was divided in two with other owners who worked as a support worker who always went home sa'at azan isya ahead. And went before the shubuh to the market as a vegetable-carrying labourer of the traders.

Lara greeted Zac with a smile. They are like a perfect couple even though the man looks so cold and stiff.

Although after work Zac always gave a sheet of money hundreds of thousands for him. And Zac would buy her a sweet meatball or martabak that she ordered embarrassedly on Zac.

On Sundays they would go shopping together. With potluck money, they'll save money.

Or if Zac income is on the rise Zac will buy cheap milk products for pregnant women also buy a small bottle of honey from the pharmacy.

Zac will ask Lara the name of the brand name of cheap products for their consumption.

But today Zac looked glum and sat down with his hands bent on his knees and his right hand holding his cigarette.

Lara brought the warm water she had cooked towards Zac and rubbed the face of Zac who was sitting while lighting his cigarette near their bed.

Sip it with a small towel.

Zac shook Lara's hand slowly. Feeling careless over Lara's treatment .

"Easy! Don't do something like this, I'm not a big master now! My body is dirty, that little towel won't be able to wipe away the dirt on my face" he told Lara. The beautiful woman fell silent and lowered her head silently, putting down the small towel and warm water that was the iron floor of the carriage. Then try to get up and reach for a plastic glass not far from him.

"Do you want a drink?"Ask again while thrusting a warm sweet tea in front of Zac.

The man looked at him sharply and suddenly just brushed off the glass until it lay and spilled the contents inside about Lara's clothes.

"Are you stupid Lara? I told you I hate to drink tea, you idiot!" Rough stomach.

Lara jerks. Why Zac never changes completely. They've been living here for a month but Zac is always cold and rarely communicates well.

His speech was still rough and tart.

He approached when he was about to touch Lara, who he almost did every day until he was exhausted and served all his needs every day.

Unknowingly Lara rubbed her still flat stomach.

Can he continue to face Zac who more often have a bad mood?

Lara went to the dish storage in the corner of the carriage room and drank her own sweet tea. Feels bland in his mouth.

While Zac has not yet gone to the river to cleanse his filthy body.

The knock on the door made them look at each other.There had never been a guest who had come since they moved this old huddle.

Before Lara got up, Zac went to the iron door and opened it with a creaking sound.

A face full of brown spots and acne scars but with a smiley look with a brown-haired gondrong curl pushed the door firmly before entering with a whimper looking towards Zac.

"You go anywhere you are stupid! I'm having a hard time finding your coordinates, why don't you call me Zac, "Just lean back on Zac who looks at him stupidly and sits back in his place. Smoking is relaxing.

"Hey, Criminal Look! Are you deaf too!?" He was angry as he sat next to Zac. And looked at Zac fixedly waiting for an answer.

Zac threw out his cigarette smoke and squeezed his buttocks with his index finger and thumb, grinding them all into shreds with tobacco that became fine particles. "Why did you come Izmar!" He said with a heavy voice. The young man who turned out to be a close friend of Zac was looking at Lara who was looking at him slowly got up and gave a glass of sweet tea that was still left one plastic glass in front of the young man named Izmar.

The young man nodded and looked at Lara with a look of pity. Looking at Lara's pale face with puffy eyes like crying.

Izmar knows why. Especially if it wasn't Zac, that jerk's friend must have scolded this poor girl.

"Please drink,"Lara bargained with her soft voice.

Fold the newly lifted cloth from the clothesline in front. The one Zac made last Sunday, seeing Lara always drying their clothes in the side carriage.

Zac was afraid that their clothes would get iron and leave a yellow mark. While Lara has been painstakingly washing their clothes to the river.

"What did you do to him Zac! You scolding that girl again?"Seriously ask.

"What do I care about With your anger Iz, I'm dizzy, that bastard Aswin Halim has given false testimony that our licensing letter in Kalimantan is Illegal. Though the government's letter and license were complete, and Papa's assistant was also gagged with money to be able to betray Devon and Papa, "Said Zac with emotion his hands clenched firmly with a fingers book that felt hot.

"Then what does that have to do with you scolding Lara, who is completely innocent," Izmar's protest was annoyed and looked at Zac sharply.

As usual Zac was willing to take the blame and diverted their subject.

"I'm confused Iz, I'm weird thinking about Mama who's now either where she is, Also Papa, And I can't concentrate on work, I'm afraid someone kidnapped Lara who's pregnant, I'm afraid someone kidnapped Lara, These few days I feel like someone is spying on me, maybe trying to commit treason against me" he said slowly, but honestly. Izmar was his best friend from childhood. And they've been friends ever since they sat on the bench.

"Therefore Zac, Go out of this ridiculous place, Why do you torment yourself and Lara, Heh! You want to be an old, smoke-filled adventurer? To make a note of your life in the guides book?

Don't be crazy Zac! Fuck about the money! I can still help you if you really don't have a penny! I know you still have Bogor's resting house! And have a Galery Art of Ambarwati's Mother on your behalf in Bali, and fuck you've sold your beloved Motorcycle! You want to look like you're suffering, what's Zac for! To trick Lara into sympathizing with you? And not leave you? And got her pregnant and you left her after you got tired of her?" Izmar said with growl .

Zac stared at Izmar sharply.

"Stop! I don't deny what you said.

But sometimes I also think, Why should I be a father at my age who is still eighteen" he murmured softly almost inaudibly.

Izmar widened his eyes at Lara who seemed to have not heard the words of the two of them.

"Lara's pregnant? And you're not married! Then your child was born with an unclear status. Do you not pity to see Lara and also your future son who lives in this old gnaw like homeless? I was wrong Zac, I never thought you were this stupid and stupid! Zacs ! Marry the girl! Or you'll regret it later" Izmar suggested in flames.

Now replace the surprised Zac by widening his eyes. He glared at Izmar.

"Married? I haven't thought that far about Iz! Are you crazy! I'm not ready for my age!" He said as if complaining.Izmar seemed to gasp at Zac's reply."You're the Crazy one! Why can you impregnate that girl if you're not ready to be a father? I don't want to listen to any reason, you have to marry Lara in the near future" she whispered. So close to Zac's face that his saliva splashed on his frowning friend's face.

Izmar held precisely squeezed Zac's shoulder firmly.

"And Cheryl! A week ago he called me! He has learned of your whereabouts from Edwin! I'll be here soon to pick you up here, Zac!"He said in a loud tone.

Zac was silent, not caring.

Izmar rubbed Zac's shoulder with regret and sympathy but could not help Zac in this matter.

Izmar looked at Zac fixedly and seemed to deeply regret the actions of the friend who went too far.

He clucked as he shook his head. Patting Zac's shoulder.

"You make trouble by leaving trouble and in trouble all around you" he said before stepping out.

towards his car parked far away at the end of the path that passes to the big road.

Zac doesn't care.

And throw your face aside.

staring at Lara who is now asleep or maybe pretending to sleep. Lara heard all of Izmar and Zac's conversations even though they were spoken in half whispers, the old carriages were too narrow to make their voices heard until they left.

Be married?

Zac did not want to know and did not want to know much about a marriage that for him only a bond that made his life shackled for a long time.

He wants to be free. Always free.

He will also reject the matchmaking with Cheryl.

And had told his mother before, that he did not want any matchmaking agreed upon by their parents.