
" Mah, Pah, Ody's coming home...!" Melody shouted as she entered the door of her house.
" Eh, unfortunately Mamah is already at home, kok gagabari if you want to go home, gini night again." Anita Protests, Melody's Mama.
" Yes, it was home from work kangen mama, it happened to be a holiday, so go home impromptu, let's surprise,,,!" Melody hugged her mother long and tight, she wanted to let go of the longing and uneasiness of her heart because of what happened in Jakarta.
Because usually only the embrace of the mother can calm the anxiety of his heart.
" Hey girl ! what're you going home on?" Malik the papah joined in the arms of his wife and son.
" Eh, my first love, it was a ride, a reward." Melody took off her mother's arms and moved to hug her father inside.
Melody is very close to both parents, very fond of them, so to tell about her relationship with Azta was bad, too, Melody felt unable for fear of hurting and disappointing her mom and dad.
" It should be your car there, it is not difficult if you want to travel" said Malik.
" Don't be a reward, while this has not been needed, Ody also never where, go to work, the road also does not seem ten minutes." declined Melody.
" yes, whatever, let's have dinner first, after that break, you'll cape." Malik the papa gave up.
***
A bright morning in his hometown, Melody approached his father and mother in his spacious yard, usually this Sunday, his parents took care of ornamental plants neatly arranged in the spacious garden.
But his steps stopped in the doorway when he saw the figure of a man who was very unwilling to see him.
" Morning, baby !" sapa Azta who was cool drinking coffee with Malik in a chair located on the terrace of the house, facing the garden with a beautiful green view.
" You ! why did you come here ?" Ketus Melody ignored Azta's greeting.
" Papah told him to come here, and told Azta that you were coming home." Malik cut a look at Melody's dislike with Azta's presence there.
"Oh, !" The melody melted and went back inside the house.
" Ody, come here first, sit here !" malik's Edit.
" Why, pah?" ask Melody lazily.
" It's lhoo there's Azta, you know first, long time no see you guys" said the papa.
" The one who told him to come here is papah, yes it's papah who just won !" Melody turned her body around again
" Melody.. papah said come here ! sit !" malik's orders somewhat increased the volume of his voice.
Lazily Melodi approached her papa and Azta who was relaxing that morning. Melody pulled the seat next to Malik, so that the distance with Azta was a bit far.
" You guys got a problem ? marahan ?" malik asked looking at Melody and Azta alternately.
Melody and Azta just shook the pelann
" What distance makes you face many obstacles in the relationship? since long ago, when you were together never the enemy of the Gini enemy." Malik is in charge of Melody and Azta.
"yes" Azta
"No" Melody
They answered Malik's questions simultaneously but with different answers.
" Do you need your marriage to be carried out immediately, let you get along rich first.?" connect Malik.
" Dad ! we have agreed, Ody wants to pursue a career first." jolted Melody when she heard the word marriage.
" Well, we don't get too involved in their relationship, problems in a relationship are common, let them handle it themselves, so they become more mature." Anita the mama who brought some fried banana dishes, broke the tension between her husband and favorite child on the terrace, that morning.
" Papah does not mean to interfere, it's just that they behave unusually. Papah is just worried." said Malik.
" There is no problem what between us, Om. maybe only our communication is not good because of each other's busyness." Azta tried to cover up, but between them there was no communication at all since Melody decided to work in the capital.
Melody just rolled her eyes off guard, hearing Azta's defense.
" please if you're okay, I want to ask you for help, please get some ornamental plants ordered by father in lembang, I'm a little less well, will you?" pinta Malik's.
" But Dad, Ody's gone anywhere, just want to be home." Melody really doesn't want to go alone with Azta.
" Please, count your refreshing, count" said Malik.
***
Throughout Melody's journey, she just silenced, she did not want to talk anything to the man she once loved so much.
So did Azta, she did not dare to open the conversation, because seeing the melodic attitude that seemed to glance at him was not willing.
They arrived at Lembang, a plateau in west Bandung district which is located about 22 kilometers from the capital of Bandung district, the air is cool, and the, tend to cool it presents a beautiful scenery and a choice of diverse tourist attractions such as plantation tourism, farm tours, lakes, mini cities, including culinary tours that spoil the tongue.
All the racing places present a place with a variety to the typical and uniqueness, if the children of today may say an instagramable place that is contemporary.
In this place also stands some villa buildings, hotels, with a variety of interesting facilities, some are in the forest, on top of trees, some are in the forest, doing business in the area does require ideas and creativity that is out of the box to attract tourists.
" We go straight to the papah's friend's place, take the plant, then go home." ketus Melodi when Azra invites him to enter a restaurant.
" I'm hungry, we eat first" said Azta who had not eaten anything from this morning.
Melody only snorted and followed Azta.
" Ody, I miss, why are we being like this ?" lirih Azta looked at Melody's face that could not hide to her mediocrity.
Currently sitting opposite in a restaurant that stands between hills and surrounded by views typical of the natural ecosystem of the plateau, Azta chose to sit in the outdoor dining area, this should be a place to eat with a romantic atmosphere for lovers, but unfortunately not for them.
" Why ? not that the answer lies with yourself !" ketus Melody, with a face that still shows her dislike.
" Did your attitude change, have anything to do with the man named Johan you held back then ?" cynical Azta.
" Good God, you're still blind feeling ya ! our relationship has been like this since the night of our engagement, satisfied ?" Melody was a little drawn to her emotions.
" But I'm sorry, I still love you so much, I don't want us to separate." Azta said.
" I'm sorry you said ? what kind of regret did you say, where a week later I caught you bawling half late in your study? that's your form of regret ?" Melodies with emotions overflowed.
" it's not what you think, I can explain-" Azta hasn't had the chance to finish her sentence,
" I don't need any explanation for what you're about. My eyes are clear enough to see it." Melody cut.
" Of course you don't need an explanation or anything from me, because you already have another man, the Johan you hug." Azta's tone was very hateful, she recalled the incident where she saw Melody hugging another man in front of her eyes.
But Azta forgot what she did with that woman named Moza was more than just hurting and hurting the inner Melody.
" Enough, I press you again, don't look for faults in others, I have nothing to do with Mas Johan or the man I hold, either, instead you have a relationship with the other woman behind me, why so bestow blame on me, huh ?" melody's breath began to irregularly hold the cries and anger that filled her chest to a tightness.
How could Azta have accused her of having another man, just because she saw him hugging another man, without knowing what the reason was, and then what about what Azta had done with that woman, does he think it's not a betrayal ?
suddenly arrived azta's phone stored on the table reads, printed and clearly visible by Melodi, the name MOZA and a photo of the woman's face on the screen Azta's phone.
Several times the call of the woman named Moza was ignored by the owner of the phone.
" Get up, your lover may need you.!" cynical Melody while glancing at Azta's phone whose screen position is now revealed because it is behind by Azta.
" ckk, she's not my boyfriend, my boyfriend's just you !" Decih Azta who had to take a call from a woman named Moza even though with an upset heart.
" Hello ! what's up ? can you not bother me for a day ?" Azta without stale bases.
"..... "
" All right, I'll be there !" Azta's face suddenly turned deathly pale, she looked very panicked, I don't know what she and the Woman named Moza were talking about, but Azta's eyes also looked red as if holding back tears.
Melody is quite prestige and really does not want to know what happened to Azta at this time.
" I'm sorry, I have to go, I'll send the driver to pick you up !" azta said frantically, and immediately stood up from her seat.
" Not need ! I can go home by myself." Melody threw away the face from Azta's gaze.
" You wait, the driver will pick you up." Azta repeated her words.
" NO NEED TO !" jolt Melody.
" I'm sorry, but I have to go. Sorry !" Azta left Melody in a place as beautiful as herself with a feeling that was not beautiful at all.
" Go on ! and don't go back.!" melody murmured along with the teardrops that again slid down her cheek.