Office Hour
The camer disguised

"Here you are!!"

A short message from Big Boss Bataragunadi, graced my phone screen as I got ready to go home early. Meilinda has been escorted home by the same driver at 12, and now at 15 I have just authorized Pak Haryono to go home quickly to my favorite look. It's a bit of time for the permission issue, because I should have been allowed to Mr. Danu as my ward boss. But from earlier I was looking for Mr. Danu did not meet, whatsap was not reciprocated, so I sent a message to Pak Haryono.

Yes, Cecil also did not look.

We will hold the two men accountable for their absence from the morning.

Hwekekeke!! (It's a sneaky laugh)

I arrived at 'Istana' Bataragunadi at 16. Then decided to borrow the same autoped Mr. Security to walk towards the entrance which is 50 meters away from the gate.

I also walked halfway....

BYURR!!!

I was watered with the same water, no matter who.

I stopped my autoped and turned towards my favorite garden. My place used to raise my eyes when I was contemplating while waiting for Meilinda to get ready if morning pick her up.

Those times will they come again?

"Huuadddooh!!! Sorry Den Sorry!!"

A grandfather approached.

"No one's a cirain! The road is so dusty!!"

My clothes are really wet, fortunately my phone is safe in my pocket and my bag is waterproof.

Had to nag but saw the palace gardener was grandfather, so even pity.

"Mother is okay?" my many.

"Why are you the one!? How are you yourself? It's all wet!" He panicked and wiped my shirt with the towel he had thrown around his neck.

"No, dikirain was Mamang Kebun oleng, so even my nyiram," said I.

So wet evenly I so conspire lest he is again prank me, told to be with Mr. Sebastian.

If this is the case, do not enter first into the house can be muddy floor.

So while waiting for my clothes to dry and coincidentally the sun is still hot, so I am,

"Need help sir? While waiting for my clothes to dry," I grinned.

Mamang Kebun looks dumb.

"Well, yes it really is," he seemed to think what kind of help I would ask.

And finally I helped him land a hoe to plant a giant bonsai in the garden.

Finally after a while, though,

"So this is enough sir?"

"Yes enough Den, it's too deep to build a well!"

"Why not tell me to stop, uh mamang,"

"So that's a lot of spirit so don't have to say stop. This part is bonsai, Den, its roots on top of digging the soil of the dalem-dalem." he was scattered.

I sneered.

"What is this big bang?"

"It can reach 30 meters in height later. Called Wisteria. But it's poisonous, anyway Den. So don't be lame,"

"I'm a favorite rice with soy sauce, not rice with vegetables,"

"When in my village I used to use salt rice,"

"When I was eating rice, I used to use royco,"

"Ah there must be a lot of people who want to treat, not gini!"

"Not good to ask Mang, again overtime the presence of rice same royco in the pantry,"

"Nake?"

I'm speechless. "To be honest, it's delicious, Mang,"

We laughed together.

After we finished planting all the herbs, we sat together on the grass and looked at the large garden.

"Is it good for the garden I'm looking after?" ask Mamang Kebun

"Good Mang... I love this garden when I wait for Meilinda in the morning. The plants are all expensive" I said.

"Yes, that wisteria cost 100millions. In fact, there is a bonsai inside that is 200 years old, the price is about 500millions,"

"E buset," my hiss.

But if a maniac, whatever the price is usually purchased anyway.

"Indeed who likes plants sir? As far as I know, Mr. Sebastian and Meli do not really like to watch the park, they origin ‘grass color ijo’ aja already considered a garden,"

"Hahahaha yes you are Den. I like to take care of plants. If you see them grow beautiful flowering it feels like my heart is adem,"

"A long time working here Mang?"

"How long has he been in his life?!"

he chuckles. "This year I'm 85 years old."

"Kanjeng Tepeng," I lowered my head and kissed her hand.

"That's it!" he said while ruffling my hair. We both chuckled.

Then we shut up again.

"Who do you want to see, before?" tanyanya.

"My name is Dimas, sir. I want to see Meilinda she has a fever. All Mr. Sebastian also called me," I showed whatsap Pak sebastian to Mamang gardener. He kept squinting his eyes.

"I think it's a big rage, the fun sign to double,"

"Yes, that's why I stretched out the time of his arrival, there was a bad feeling," I grimaced.

He nodded. "What are you doing wrong to feel bad about you?"

I scratched my hair.

"Well... I think my love makes other people miserable."

"Cock made complicated?"

I shrugged my shoulders.

"So, I've been in a relationship for 4 months with Meilinda."

And I started telling my story, except for the perverted part. All words flow like water.

Why yah?

It feels like talking to an older person is like the release of stress that I have been experiencing all this time. Was I really looking for my father all this time? He died while I was in college and Bram was also working on family financial stability. We were both busy at the time and it turned out that busyness took up most of our time until now, so we could only confide in each other for a piece. It's also because we are less experienced in terms of love so our past is even morat-marit.

When I finished telling you, I felt relieved.

".... So I thought love didn't have to be, but eventually I realized it was wrong." I ended my story.

"Den, what the hell is love? According to Aden how is love?"

I thought about the answer.

"Den, if you're still thinking about the answer, it means you're still depressed. No, Den, the results are not good if forced. Just because of someone else's view or because of circumstances that are considered to be trapping, then Aden immediately claims to be in love, don't be so den!"

I looked at the gardener.

"I can't go far from Bu Meilinda, sir. Feels claustrophobic. Seeing him as a man, I went straight up the pintam. Then that's his name just ngefans or really love?"

"Like love is different Den. Now what is Aden doing to fight for the existence of Bu Meli to stay on the side of Aden?"

"Hm... Nothing yet." I said.

Mama chuckled."There's no time?"

"What have I been fighting for? If he is a lot. Until threatened, until I broke up, until looking for information about the mastermind of the commotion, until now... It hurts because of tiredness also because of me,"

Mamang showed his frequent.

"Well, that's the case, so Aden Dimas is in love with Neng Meilinda. It must be maintained forever Den, because the soul mate is trust from God,"

"What did I really fall in love with?"

"Lohs... Still not conscious?" tanyakanya.

I shrugged my shoulders.

"So the driver got to Bandung, diomelin many times with Mas Yan, then the threat letter was thought to be not tired of investigating the culprit? Keep it... Until mutusin relationship because it does not want Neng Meli hassles with girls, kidnapped all, is that what is the name if not love struggle?"

"Not feeling struggling. I think it's an obligation, sir, to just flow."

"Well, that's love, after all, Lee!"

I laugh.

Funny too, this gardener.

I don't think my clothes are drying.

"I went in first Mang, inside, rather than Big Boss nagging again,"

"Eh, he seems to be really angry again. You prepare the heart,"

"Udah used to think he was ranting to me,"

"Yes, do not be made a habit, you want to live you with Neng Meli, do not let others manage your actions."

I nodded because I could digest the sentence.

"Yes there in. If you need help, I'm here" he said.

"Yes Mang. Wismilak is like my cigarette brand!"

"Yes besides Wismilak are also Bismillah dong!" saith.

I laughed and said a prayer in my heart.