THE MYSTERY OF LOVE THE CARTWRIGHT’S
CHAPTER VI

My net is perfectly rounded in front

the door to the room was someone watching us. The middle-aged woman

graceful and pretty. He looked at me with admiration. Smiles cannot be separated from

his face, when he showered me and said, 'When,

’ Jay mama never taught you to

no appreciate gadil’.

‘Mama?’, batinku. My forehead shriveled

keep in mind.

‘Feelings mama Jay is the guy judes and

ferociously. The corner of his lips just curved upwards and he was not there

gracefully at all. Different from the woman in front of me

ini’.

I looked at his face.

‘He does look like Jay. His eyes, his nose

even when smiling was very similar as if the betel nut was split in two. Only

only she was a woman. And my mind drifted far into the former

called mother. Not at all similar, just Jay is very fond of women

that judes. Because he raised himself until he met me at

lecture’.

‘Mama why go down, has the night not tired after a day of taking care of the company? Rest ma, let Jay take care here!’

‘No Jay, mama doesn't want you to treat this girl carelessly like you did the others’.

‘Maa, I won't do as I used to, trust me’, Jay's voice is tenderly affectionate.

‘So different how she talks to me like an enemy but in this middle-aged woman she is so soft like cotton candy’.

Makes me so late in the atmosphere that I can't speak. Just seeing him amazed. He held her shoulder and guided her to the second floor. Near the doorway

slammed earlier.

‘Darling don't do anything. Mama

look at her nice girl. And you love him Jay?’

‘Sssh, mom says what the hell. She was the same as the girls who chased Jay Ma. I love seeing my fame and fortune. It was not sincere in his heart to like me. Mama knows she's the reason Jay

as now it’.

‘What makes you disappointed and love him son. Don't lie to Mom. You're my real son I know what's hidden in the recesses of your heart’.

Jay just shook his hand before telling his mother to come in and closed the door slowly. A second later he looked up and exhaled a rough breath before coming at me again.

‘Waatii’, screaming.

‘Ya, sir. Dress the woman as beautifully as possible. I'd like to go to Marsela’'s invitation.

‘Good tuan’, sahut. Then he said again, ’mari nona’, to me.

‘No, tell your master that. I will not comply with his wishes before there is a clear explanation’.

‘But miss, the show will start in an hour. I'm afraid Mr. Jay will be late. You know he can't

tolerates delay’.

‘What do I care. Want to be late for the cake, come quickly for the cake. It has nothing to do with me. I just want to go home to my boarding house. Want to rest, tired and tomorrow I do not want to be late selling rice in the city square.My customers wait’.

‘Miss try to understand, I am sure Mr. Jay can replace the loss of the lady that day. He is rich, his business is everywhere. If only to replace your losses a day with money ten million plus interest, is a small thing’.

‘Is really that little money for him?’, my eyes are round, interested.

‘No need to talk to him Wati, how much do you want?’, said Jay as he prepared to write a nominal in his check.

‘No I don't want a check. I want cash’, I'm excited.

‘Alright, how much? I will meet the amount you want with cash, as long as today want to accompany me to the party’.

‘Only accompany to the party right, do not sleep in bed?’, I said make sure.

‘What's wrong with that?’, Jay asked while raising his eyebrows.

I almost laughed with her funny expression and liked it a lot from a long time ago.

‘At last I found you Jay. That warm private that I always miss’, my inner.

‘I told you once, no matter what happens I won't sell myself. Better to die of hunger than to be a man's lustful, you still remember that?’, my eyes glare perfectly.

‘Haiiis, alright. Follow Wati there and dance as beautifully as possible. I do not want to be humiliated by the appearance of your village!’, he said heartless.

‘What happened to you Jay?’, my inner self.

On the hotel grounds to the party room.

The car door was opened by a bodyguard dressed in all black, he let me

to get out before moving to the other side and open the door for Jay.

I waited until he came up to me and stretched out his arm. I'll stretch my hand

at him, when it was about to reach the red carpet that spanned the door of the hall

get to the pelaminan, though,

Jay whispered, ‘remember acting like we're a pair

lovers who love each other and eliminate the nature of your village it’.

‘Ssceek, I was once the general marketing of a big Jay company, don't

dictate to me with ethics in official party’, I whispered in an annoyed tone.

‘Fine, but remember we are lovers who are soon engaged and married. And don't

forget also that we love each other’, he whispered again in my ear.

‘Alright, so when are we going to marry Jay’, I replied as I threw a smile at the guys

reception on the right left side of the red carpet.

‘Don't dream of you!’, he whispered again.

I laugh a little, ’oke Jay I follow your game as long as my pay is according to the price

our deal and cash. Remember Jay cash in my favorite color backpack’.

‘Haiiish, you're still the same as Suti, in your mind it's just money and money. Tak

can you think of anything else?’, the lyrics are upset.

‘Sorry Jay, if that one problem is a basic need in my life. You know, my family

in the village only rely on me to support him. Especially this year, sister

my stepfather cost a lot to go to college and you know my stepdad is close

two years this died’.

‘Ibuku can only sell vegetables in front

home, the result is not much because we have no capital, different

with you Jay. I see your life departs three hundred and sixty degrees from

last time we met at an art party night was’.

Jay only blinked his eyes before exhaling into the air. Slowly us

approaching the bride and groom in front, shortly after filling out the guest book.

Netraku delicates perfectly when reading what Jay wrote there. ‘Mr and mistress Jodi

Bimantara. May I fantasize a little?’, my mind.

‘Happy Marcella for your marriage, may you last and live happily ever after’, said Jay.

‘Thank you honey’, replied the bride while hugging Jay tightly and long, before

unraveling the hug she kissed Jay's left and right cheeks alternately.

I just squinted my forehead while putting on a fake smile to the bride and groom

that's. Netraku saw that Marcella's husband misbehaved and his face reddened

resisting the turmoil in his heart.

Jay clenched his right hand before saying, ’happy Rico, you won

I'm moving my elbow a little bit to Jay's stomach.

‘What's the matter dear?’, I whispered.

My response was subtle but could still be heard by the couple.

‘He's your new boyfriend Jay’, asked Marcella in disbelief.

‘Of course, it's not just you who can betray Cella. I can’ too.

‘But how can Jay, not a month we broke up?’

‘Anything can happen Cella. I don't want to wait for the widow of a couple to betray like

you’, said Jay while smiling as if there was no burden in his heart.

After the unfriendly stale we got down from the pelaminan to the dish. Multitudes

the kind of delicious food as well as the garnish made in the European style brought me a little

drifting, when I was still working at the Dico traveling and hotel.

As I recall almost every corporate anniversary the dish is almost the same as it is today. Hustle

the laughs and laughter of the employees blared in the air. Very happy because of that moment

there must be year-end bonuses, corporate gifts for those who achieve

success in running its part and achieving its target.

So that the company advanced rapidly. Before this man I took came along

destroying everything. I don't understand what happened but according to the info

what I got was the company changing ownership. Who bought it and

turning into any business I didn't get that information.

What is clear in my memory is that all of his employees were put away, including myself and not

come get a new job that suits my field, until I

being a street vendor is just making a living to survive

you can also send a little money for my family's living expenses.

That's why I was so excited when Jay took me on this charade in return

according to the amount I set.

‘Why are you smiling yourself Suti. Happy on top of my plight’, asked Jay full

inquiringly.

‘Hah, what?’, I jerked

‘Ah come, find what menu you want. Don't let your poor stomach be sorry,

because after this you will not eat food as luxurious as this’, he sarcastically again.

Even though my heart was scratched I still replied with a smile, ’of course Jay I will not

wasted this opportunity. Can I wrap it up to carry

home?’

‘Do not tacky you. I'll buy it at the Bamboo restaurant after coming home from here’.

‘Really Jay?’.

‘Of course, consider it a bonus’.

‘Ha..ha..thank you Jay. You are indeed the best’, my laughter is happy.

Jay tightened his jaw and his eyes were icy cold.

At exactly 22:00 Jay drove back to where he picked me up.

’Yeah, city square. Two days ago he forced me to enter his car. And this is a ridiculous story. How not I go home still wearing party clothes and high heels

attached to the body. While the left hand tightly hugged the black plastic bag where I was carrying jean pants and worn clothes, which was far from luxurious.

Do not forget this right hand tote the expensive food box from the bamboo restaurant. And

funny again I shouldered a purple backpack. Not really matching the same

once. ‘What do I care! The important thing today is I came home with the price corresponding to the deal at the beginning of’.

The streets are starting to stretch. Only a long silhouette followed each of these body movements. I sharpened my netraku to the corner of the square where mas Reso used to run. With a little hesitation I half ran

heading to the rickshaw in the dark.

‘Fiuuuh, thank goodness Reso is still there’, I said so close to him.

‘Lhoo mbak Suti, where are these nights from. How to tumben-tumbenan?’

‘You go home. Situ narik, right?’.

‘Iya mbak again waiting mbak Dian kubambanku’.

‘Working in that photocopy spot ya’.

‘Bener mbak’.

‘Let's go if Mas Reso send me a minute to my boarding place?’.

‘Can mbak. Coincidentally mbak Diannya said tell me to pick up a little bit. Many thesis binding he said’.

‘Ah Yes. Now at the end of the semester many students want graduation’.

‘Mari mbak ride, I inter’.

‘Ayok mas’, I threw my ass on the rickshaw bench.

A second later it went slowly.

In the middle of the journey mas Reso asked,’ mbak Suti from where anyway, kayaknya

from party?’

‘Know where is mas?’.

‘Lha the same dress her makeup’.

‘Ah yes I forgot’, I pat my eel slowly. ‘From mas’'s friend's wedding party.

‘Definitely rich people yes mbak. Looks from Suti's dress. Nice real kayak princess cinderela’.

I laughed at his reply,’Mas is all there is. These clothes can be borrowed, they were rented by my former boss at the company. Later when it is finished in the laundry right, want me to return’.

‘Why not wash yourself mbak?’

‘Fear of broken mas mahal’ shirt.

‘Oh so thoo’.

Arriving near the alley to the boarding house I waved up so that mas Reso could see my movements. A fine decitan of the tire swiping with asphalt sounded before the rickshaw finally came to a complete stop.

‘Down here mbak?’

‘Iya. It's the fare’, I answered a hundred thousand dollars.

‘Waduh no change mbak. Money is too much’.

‘Take the changemask’.

‘Nih’ actually.

‘Taking as a bonus from me because mas deliver on time and happy’.

‘Alhamdulillah dream what I last night’.

‘Dream kidnapped angel beautiful kali mas’, I said teasing her.

‘Ha.ha. There's-there's only Suti. Yes, thank you very much tomorrow if you want to sell rice I invite you. And no need to pay’.

‘Iya mas.iya.good evening yes I pamit’.

‘Night be careful mbak her gang dark loh’.

‘Oke’, I said with a thumbs up.

Slightly accelerated my steps towards the very end of the complex. Although including residential areas at night is still quiet from human activities. Maybe because of its location far from urban, you could say this is a suburb.

Lonely and gripping, to brush off the fear that spread, I took off the high heels and ran as hard as I could to my boarding house. When I feel like there's a stalker in the back.

Before entering the room I turned my head towards the darkness at the end of the alley. But I found nothing. I hurriedly opened the door and entered it.

’Blam!’ I slammed the door and came back and locked it again.

I put the food box to the table near the door while my other luggage was thrown on the bed. Then I slammed my body on its stomach and snored. Fatigue makes my eyes closed

and my consciousness was dragged into the dream realm