Paper Plane
A question?

A few days have passed. The drizzle was blown by the sun, spreading warmth to every arm that was preparing to welcome the morning.

In this house, each employee has their own duties. After doing her duty, Daisha immediately walked towards the kitchen. Along the way to the kitchen, he passed through a room large enough to belong to aunty Maya who he always used to paint. Without intending to look, the door of the room opened slightly. Incidentally, the lights of the room were still on. Featuring some beautiful paintings lying there with ink scratches that are so slick and a requirement for aesthetic value. Unintentionally, Daisha's eyes were fixed on a painting featuring the figure of a little girl with two pigtails with a daisy ribbon there. On his two shoulders, there is a picture of the fingers embracing him from the side. The girl smiled sweetly. From her line of laughter, the girl looked very happy. He walked closer to the painting, a painting that seemed to have not been fully completed by its creator. His eyes suddenly turned towards a small object painted on the little girl's neck. His hand immediately grabbed a necklace that he always wore.

Crews! The door opened wide.

''Daisha, what are you doing here?'' tanya Aunt Maya entered the room.

''Uh aunt, sorry I was so presumptuous to enter here. The door was slightly open and I accidentally saw this painting. I was also interested in going inside to see. Sorry, my aunt did not let me go.'' said Daisha with guilt.

''Oh so. This is a painting that just aunty worked on, it is not finished anyway.'' replied aunt Maya tidying up the painting.''

''If I may know, who is this little girl in the painting?'' asked Daisha to vent.

''Of course, the aunt was only asked by an old friend to paint it.'' replied aunt Maya without making up.

''Oh, what a great aunt of his painting.'' praise Daisha without intending to ask more. He will find out for himself who owns this painting, he thought.

''Thank you.'' replied Aunt Maya.

''Then excuse me auntie, want to see mbok in the kitchen.'' said Daisha.

After getting out of the gallery owned by Aunt Maya, Daisha continued to observe the pendant she was wearing. ''Why is it so similar to the pendant I wear? But, such pendants are definitely many who have. Ah never mind, I will find out later.'' he said in his heart.

The more he walked towards the kitchen, the delicious aroma of spices being sauteed was so tempting and piercing his sense of smell.

''What's cooking?'' daisha asked as soon as she saw Mbok Tum was sauteing seasoning.

''Cook meat rendang mbak, order den Arka yesterday afternoon.'' replied mbok Tom while pressing the stove button to shrink the fire.

''A ''Rendang? Arka asked to make rendang?'' ask Daisha astonished.

''Yes mbak, he said it's Daisha mbak's favorite dish so the symbol is told to masakin.'' replied mbok Tum continued to stir the seasoning he was stir frying to ripen evenly.

''Oh my goodness, that's so sweet of a kid. Yes, if so, I went to Arka's room first yes mbok.'' said Daisha leaving the kitchen.

Daisha carefully opened the door handle of Arka's room. Seems the owner of the room is still awake in the dream cradle. Daisha walked towards the bed and tidied up the slightly messy blanket that wrapped the small body.

''Why are you so sweet?'' muttered Daisha by continuing to look at the face that was still asleep.

''Thank you dear, because your presence life mama becomes more colorful.'' said Daisha then softly kissed Arka's forehead.

Secretly from behind the door, Rendi noticed what Daisha was doing. He smiled seeing that too.

''Just wait, I will immediately give a special surprise to you guys.'' said Rendi inwardly.

...ΩΩΩ...

After delivering Arka to school, Daisha decided to go home to her mother while waiting for Arka to finish school. Spending time with her mother.

Upon his arrival at home, a warm welcome colored his arrival.

''Have you eaten, Sha? There is grilled chicken in the kitchen said Rahayu's mother after sitting with Daisha in the living room.

''Already ma'am, happened to have breakfast with special rendang meat from Arka.'' said Daisha cheerfully.

''Thank goodness you want to be surrounded by many people who are so sincere in loving you.'' said Rahayu Haru's mother.

''Iya ma'am, Daisha is very grateful. Thank you ma'am.''

They also dissolve in a warm embrace that is so soothing. Until a phone ring is annoying to be immediately grabbed.

''From Naya ma'am, Daisha picked up first.'' said Daisha grabbed the phone from inside her bag and immediately pressed the green button.

''Lu where is Nay? I want to go there.'' said Naya from across the phone.

''I am again at home mom, just arrived.'' Daisha replied.

''Okay, the cave slid there. Btw, do you want to nih nih mumpung I again stop by the supermarket.'' asked Naya.

''Nay.''' replied Daisha.

''Cakepp..''

''Anjaaay! I seriously even counted again pantun.'' protest Naya.

''Ahaha.. It's up to you, what do you do that is important gretong.'' replied Daisha chuckling.

''Yes, wait a minute.''

Tut. tut's...

After that, the phone connection was cut off.

''Why ''Why? Naya wants to come here?'' ask Rahayu's mother.

''Yes ma'am.''

Not long after, a red Br*o car stopped in the yard of Rahayu's mother's house. Daisha rushed to the front yard.

''Ciyeeee there's a new one nih.'' Daisha goda.

''Yes dong, the work of rodi.'' replied Naya while handing a paper bag containing fruits to Daisha.

''Thankful deh Nay, I joined seneng finally be bought as well.''

''Yes, if you ride an online motorcycle continue to make pouches. It's complicated if I have to ride a motorcycle, the printouts I have to bring to decorate a client seabrek.'' answered Naya.

''Yaudah sit down first gih, I get a special drink first for this famous MUA mbak.'' Daisha god.

''You can do it!'' reply Naya.

After a while, Daisha came out carrying two large glasses of mango juice that Naya had given her earlier.

''Now, drink.''

''Please, pas haus.'' replied Naya who always nyablak and said as it is.

''The time is now difficult, Sha nyari loyal guy.'' said Naya.

''Why ''emang? Abis broke up again?'' ask Daisha who was not surprised by the words of her best friend.

''Yes that's it.''

''Oh my goodness Naya, penance dong! Wonderful, having a girl friend one no tired of changing your boyfriend mulu.'' annoyed Daisha.

''Bodo! The important thing is that my courtship is the path of Solehah.'' Naya protested.

''Where is the courting of the sohah line!''

''I have proof I exist. At best with doang hands. If anyone dares to ask for more, I broke up right then and there. Get rid of the problem!'' said Naya.

''Jeez. Still want to find a loyal guy?'' ask Daisha.

''Huum.'' said Naya with a mouth that continues to chew potato chips that he bought earlier.

''Try it, you find a guy who has been in a long time. Yes, at least three-year singles must be loyal people.''

''Do you know that rich people are loyal?'' ask Naya wonder.

''Yes, yes, a hard boyfriend. How about cheating try!'' kelak Daisha's.

''Gue tabok also you!''

''Udah the Nay, meningan you focus the same career first. Leave first is the girlfriend. Like the word 'hiatus' and the same focus of your career that you are pioneering.'' Daisha's advice.

''Gebetan is like the word encouragement of the days. Kan seneng tuh wake up someone said good morning.'' replied Naya.

''Goddamnit. Same with indomei cashier there! Every morning I would say good morning. My overall!'' pissed Daisha.