The Charm of Love Amartha
Mama Sick

Amartha who was afraid of heights continued to hold and even gripped Satya's arm. The man next to her only grimaced with the pain, the nails stuck nicely in her arms. It's more like accompanying a birthing wife than a human couple getting on a plane. After the plane landed perfectly, and they came down from the iron bird then Satya could sigh in relief. Finally his suffering was over as well.

"I anter you after I take the car home, huh?" satya said as they waited for a taxi.

Amartha who was already drowsy at the level of a god only nodded. The taxi they were waiting for had arrived, taking the two people who were far from the word of this agreement to the destination of Satya's house.

While in the taxi there was no conversation, they were drifting in each other's minds. Amartha looked blankly at the window and again her tears melted with a million aches whackling in her heart.

Is this what you call a broken heart?

Satya only briefly saw Amartha who was still cool in his world, the handsome doctor did not say much, he gave Amartha space to resolve her grief, evaporate what she felt. He knows it is painful to know the fact that a much loved lover will be engaged to the person we call our best friend.

After 25 minutes of travel, they reached Satya's house. The black gate was opened by a security guard. Satya opened the windshield, revealing that the owner of the house was in the blue taxi.

"Mang, open the gate!" exclamation Satya.

"Eh, Mas Satya ... for a moment, I opened the gate" said Kardiman, the security guard who was on duty that night.

Kardiman then pushed the towering gate, allowing the taxi his employer boarded to enter the courtyard area of the house with a minimalist design.

"Thank you, sir." said Satya after giving money to the taxi driver.

Amartha quickly rubbed her cheeks, wiping off a trace of tears as the man led her down and allowed Amartha to enter and sit in the living room.

"Wait here, I take the car keys first," said Satya who only answered a small nod by Amartha.

While waiting for Satya to retrieve the car keys, Amartha reached into her phone which she deactivated while boarding the plane. Amartha pressed the button on her phone. He scrolls chat B** on his phone, sure a lot of chat that comes in, especially from Kenan. Back the tears slid free from the beautiful girl's bead. He simply looked at the chat without intending to open it. Suddenly there is an incoming call from Rudy, the papa. Amartha wiped her tears and immediately pressed the green button on her phone.

"Assalamualaikum, Amartha," Rudy's voice sounded panicked.

"Waalaikumsalam .. What's up, Pah?" Amartha frowned in wonder.

"Son, you're sick" Rudy said briefly.

"Certainly? how's mama doing, Pah?" Amartha was anxious to hear his papa.

"Mama does not want to be treated, papa is also confused, what to do, maybe if you are persuaded, mama wants to be treated, dear." explained Rudy.

"Yes, Pah ... Amartha came home soon" said Amartha, calming his father.

"Assalamualaikum, son.." said Rudy.

"Waalaikumsalam" said Amartha before disconnecting his phone.

Satya who was walking closer to Amartha also scrunched his forehead, because he caught a tinge of worry from Amartha's face. Satya, who only wears polo shirts and jeans, sits next to the girl. Satya looks fresher with a masculine perfume that smells very elegant.

"What's up, Ta?" ask Satya.

"You are sick, papah ask me to go home" said Amartha while pocketing his phone back.

"Yes, tonight I anter you," Satya said casually.

"No, I'm alone" Amartha refused Satya's help. He felt so unwell that it always bothered the man.

"You mustn't be stubborn, it's night, danger to you!" Satya folded her hands in front of her chest. Amartha only let out a long breath.

"Jaudah" Amartha seemed resigned, and his heart was not well and the day was nearing 11pm.

"You can take a warm bath in my room, take a ride .. I'm waiting here," Satya leaned her back on the sofa. While Amartha, he stepped up to the second floor with his backpack. The girl opened a room belonging to a handsome man who drained her emotions more often. Amartha put her bag on the sofa, and just picked up the change of clothes in her bag and rushed into the bathroom.

Satya made two cups of warm tea for him and Amartha. The long-awaited girl was finally finished as well. Amartha's hair looked a little wet. Satya who was intending to sip her warm tea suddenly put her cup back on the table and immediately approached Amartha.

"If the bath is not to forget the hair curls! let alone shower malem like gini!" satya said as she led Amartha back to her room.

Satya removed Amartha's backpack on the sofa, and directed the girl with waist-length hair to stand facing the mirror in front of the sink. Satya turns on the hair dryer attached to the wall, the man painstakingly dries out Amartha's long hair. As long as he does the activities of the salon, he continues to chatter at least it can dispel the thoughts of the curse in his brain because the smell of vanilla flavored shampoo seduces Satya's sense of smell, and of course his little sister as well. Amartha just kept quiet, dizzy to hear Satya who kept nagging, just wet hair.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

Currently the time shows at 00.00 WIB.

Satya, just half an hour driving her car across the highway. Occasionally he saw the girl sitting in the passenger seat with her face facing the window. Apparently, the girl had fallen asleep, Satya again looked at the streets. Actually, it was very desirable that he clutched Amartha's body carrying her in warmth. However, Satya only kept her wish in her heart.

After going through a grueling hours of travel, they finally reached the city of B. Satya pulls over her car to wake Amartha up.

"Amartha ... wake up, here we have arrived." said Satya while patting Amartha's cheek.

"Hmmm.." instead of opening her eyes, Amartha simply replied with deheman.

"Amartha .. I don't know your address." said Satya who removed her seatbelt and tried to get closer to the beautiful girl.

Satya is momentarily fascinated by Amartha's natural beauty. A man looks at a beautiful face that makes him fall in love. Neat eyebrows, a sharp nose and thin lips with pink color make Satya want to touch it. However, Satya soon realizes that Amartha will be very angry and may even hate him, if he does something beyond his limits.

"Amartha, wakeup! hey.." this time Satya called out to the girl at a rather loud volume. Sure enough, Amartha began to blink her eyes. Satya immediately returned to her sitting position, by arranging her face to look ordinary.

"Well, where are we?" amartha said with a distinctive raucous voice waking up, he turned to Satya.

"Ehm, this is us on the Way of the Roses" Satya said.

"Oh, it's deket, 15 minutes more nyampe, later I show the way, now the road is ajah.." said Amartha while confirming his sitting position.

"OK..." Satya starts to drive her car, according to the directions from Amartha.

Satya stopped her car in front of a simple house but it was very sweet to look at. Satya glimpsed the clock on her digital watch, it was almost dawn. Satya went down to open the gate that seemed to have been accidentally unlocked. The man got back into his car and parked his car in the yard of the beige-painted house. Amartha got out of the car followed by Satya.

"Assalamualaikum," Amartha said a greeting while knocking on her door.

"Waalaikumsalam," said the voice of the middle-aged man from inside the house.

"Eh, Amartha .. has reached you, son.." said Rudy when the door was open and showed the figure of a child only puppet. Amartha kissed the back of her papa hand.

"Who is he, son?" Rudy frowned when he found his son coming home with a man.

"I'm Satya, Om .. I am Amartha's friend" Satya said politely and greeted Rudy's hand.

"Mas Satya is also a doctor, Pah.." explained Amartha who replied nod by Rudy.

"Oh yeah, how's mama doing, Pah?" ask Amartha.

"Look, we better talk inside." said Rudy while telling Satya and Amartha to enter the house.

...----------------...

Hope you like this work...