THE MYSTERY OF LOVE THE CARTWRIGHT’S
BAB XXXI

The giant white tiger was silent above the large niche in the middle of the cave nan

damply. Many times he yawned as drowsiness attacked him. Unmoved

a little to move to his favorite big rock where he used to be

rest yourself.

Because in his stomach is coiled Darsi who is pregnant.

He was calling someone's name.

“Jansen mijn lieverd, come here. Don't you miss me and your son?”

The word was said many times in

his body is hot. His body seemed to be shivering.

His face was pale and sweat was dripping.

With the tip of his tail, the white tiger

remove the tears that are shed. He wanted to give her words

the comfort he has been doing all this time. But I can't because tonight,

it was his turn to turn into a giant white tiger.

Only a growl comes out of

his mouth as his worry grew from his human side.

Ever since he lived with Darsi in that cave,

his human form often appears. A phenomenon that never happened when he

live alone there.

“Is it because he started loving children

this man?”

That question often came to his mind.

For six months he has been imprisoned

looking for answers to all the questions that arise, but not one bit

enlightenment.

“Maybe tomorrow, because tomorrow is night

the full moon when the elements of heaven and earth are united. The aura of evil and

goodness will melt. And I can be a whole human again”, her inner self.

“Build nduk. Recover your consciousness!”

this sentence is channeled by the tiger through the subconscious Darsi. Whereas

his tail repeatedly rubbed his face with affection as it should be

a father who protects his daughter.

Meanwhile in the Dutch Lodge Tretes region.

“Ik ben thuis mijn lieve.

Ha..ha. Mis je me?”

He looked to be moving towards the main room.

“Braak”.

Opened the door harshly, hoping

the person he loved stood up to welcome him with a warm embrace. But there's no.

He laughed a second later

crying out. Furiously grabbed all the items in the room and threw them

in any direction.

Exhausted he sat in the middle of the room and

crying out.

“Darsi....Darsi mijn lieverd's. Where are you

honey, don't you miss this Belandang of yours? Hiks....hiks”.

The crying was so heartbreaking. That night

the calm became muddled by the howls of sadness from Jansen's mouth.

Meanwhile outside the room, Sukirno

loyal plant keepers can only breathe out loud

expels tightness in the chest. He loved his master very much. When I see it

in a state of depression due to the loss of his child and wife, his mind and soul

they also dissolve in sadness.

If that time he could have prevented the noni

bringing Darsi, maybe there's no sadness at this time in the lodge. Too late

in an atmosphere he did not realize that Jansen's voice was no longer heard, exhaling for a while

before going to the back room to rest.

Lodge in the morning.

“Jansen goedemorgen, are you ready to welcome a sunny day

this?”

Said Anne while opening the room curtains wide. While the

he blinked his eyes for a while and then continued his sleep.

“Oh kom op Jansen, do not want you to just take a walk sipping

morning air down there or see the activities of the natives?”

“Nee, I'm lazy. Go for a walk yourself there!”

Sitting next to the bed, Anne patted Jansen's hand

dear.

Despite the sweet treatment, Jansen still did not budge

with all his behavior. He just continued the beautiful dream that had

paused by Anne's activities.

Not long after, Jansen's snoring sounded increasingly

strenuously. While Anne only exhaled for a moment before leaving

jansen Room.

In his dream Jansen goes back to two years ago when the first

he met Darsi at the Kediri sugar factory.

She is native to the natives with her natural beauty and exotic skin,

he was able to impress her at first sight.

At that time Jansen was looking at sugarcane plantations together

his assistant when accidentally, his ears heard laughter and indecision

on the north side of the plantation.

As if not interested, Jansen continued his activities until

found a bale resting place for the workers on the plantation side.

He fanned his sweaty body with the hat he had

put on. All the officers who followed simultaneously remained silent while waiting for the

president director to walk back.

A long time ago, the officers began to wonder.

So that one of them ventured to open the voice.

“Meneer, let's continue the journey. The day is getting hotter the time

for lunch at the office!”

“Aaah yes. Here it's comfortable once go you guys first I will

following later!”

“Are you sure sir?”

“Of course”.

“Bneed one of the roof tiles to follow you?”

“Nee, leave me alone. You guys don't have to worry here

many of the workers. If anything happens to me, I can ask for help

they”.

“Alright we say we meneer” first.

“Go!”

When he was alone his curiosity with a melodious voice from

the woman behind the sugarcane trees was getting bigger and she was too

sneak into the grove and peek.

There the netraannya saw Bargo the tile was sitting alone

with a pretty long-haired girl. The temple looks smiling

shy and occasionally laugh out loud hearing jokes from girls

that's.

“Hem was weird, how could the Bargo smile and laugh

like those? Wasn't he my roof who at least had the same expression

once?” his inner.

Increasingly fascinated with the girl, Jansen squatted down and hid her body into the treefather

ready for harvest.

While from a distance some garden workers are working

smiling and shaking his head, seeing the absurd behavior of the

employer.

Netra Jansen glanced at them and nodded for a while

before continuing his activities.

Suddenly he is shocked by the appearance of Bargo and the girl

from behind the trees.

“Meneer” greet Bargo.

Kneading his chest for a while before replying, “Pagi”.

“Gentleman what are you doing?”

Wrong behavior Jansen pretend to check the plant while holding

the leaf.

“Ehem of course check the sugar cane-cane ready to harvest, Bargo. You guessed

what I do here”.

“Oh yes sir, please continue”.

“Where are you going? Aren't you working today?”

“My schedule is off today tuan” he replied while submitting

head briefly.

“Ah yes”, cover her nervousness she diverts the conversation

around work. Until the two men say goodbye to him.

“Em Bargo, don't you want to introduce your sister to me?”

“Ya meneer, I forgot. She's not my sister”.

“Lantas?”

“Dia. Bargo became his own wave when he was about to introduce

Darsi to the master. Especially at this time the girl was staring

intensely at him.

While the master was impatient with the behavior of the centeng

he also chimed.

“Is she your wife Bargo?”

“Bu...not sir, he is my neighbor and best friend”.

he exhaled with a big breath.

“Hem? What's your name nyai?”

“I Darsi tuan” replied shyly.

“Hem pretty name as pretty as his person”.

“Ah sir could have. Thank you for the compliment.

“Sama-sama. Em Bargo don't want to show you the location

factory to your friend this?”

“I want sir, but worry not allowed same foreman factory”.

“It's okay I'll accompany you guys to take a look, how

nyai?”

The girl nodded happily at the president's invitation

directorial. Shortly thereafter, the three left the plantation

factory. Along the way the master asked a lot about the new girl

he knew Bargo. The temple is very loyal to the master

give all the information as it is. Darsi is the tree

the conversation can only smile shyly.