The Noodle In Love
19. Same Pattern Batik

I was so excited this morning to go to the kitchen. Want to sit sweetly at the dining table to welcome the arrival of my youngest son. Asking me about my shirt that I lost without remembering where it was last night.

Corporate t-shirts aka work uniforms that are worn are very suitable attached to the body of Rushqi strapping. His skin had been much brighter than when he had just returned from the island of Borneo that night.

Rushqi, who was usually slow at the dinner table in the morning, even when I did not get to meet when I went to work, was now sitting sweetly with the chair right in front of me as usual.

The urge to immediately ask about my new clothes that I lost last night, so yawning was left with nothing. Rush is very handsome but very cold. It feels daunted by itself if it is the spicy spray that I get. Feeling affectionate with the beauty of his face that will be stained with the sharp tongue that he always sharpened to me.

But, prejudiced without facts is the act of suudzon aka bad thought. I better ask and prepare my chest, if those blushing lips stain my feelings again this morning.

"Mas Errushqi,," I called in doubt.

He was sipping morning coffee with a delicious expression and of course he did not know if it was my handmade coffee. I made you concoct my own. Be generous to lighten up some of Ms. Yanti's duties this morning.

"What's up, Velingga?" sahut Rushqi looked at me as she placed the coffee cup on the table. His tone sounded warm and gentle. But that's no guarantee for the continuation of his kind attitude towards me.

"Emmm.. Is my new batik suit you bought last night in your hands?" I'm awkward with Rushqi.

"Is it missing?" asked the man with eyes on me.

"Yes, I forgot not to hold on. Lost where I didn't realize" I told Rushqi.

"Why are you looking for him?" tanya Rush sounded stiff.

"It's bought people, your gift. I don't want to be considered as disrespectful." I explained by trying to be polite and gentle. Really don't want to muddy the clear water on this beautiful sunny morning.

"You just want to appreciate it, but don't need it?" rushqi asked in an increasingly stiff tone. I think his mouth started acting back.

"Why ask like that? Is that shirt on you?" my many. I ignored Rush's question who had started to press me.

"Yes. It's me. You just leave it on the cinema bench like useless trash" Rush said. I completely forgot the chronology.

"You're already negligent. If I were QC, I would have tagged the card ON HOLD. To stay in your room and not go anywhere" Rush said.

Although it sounded silly, but that handsome face remained flat and stiff. Rush was really upset with me because of work problems at the company.

"I'm sorry, yeah. I accidentally, I completely forgot last night." My tone gently seduced. I understood his heart this time. Still hoping Rush wouldn't talk to me anymore.

"Is it only the gift of your girlfriend that you will remember and keep in the closet until weathered?" asked Rush in a cynical tone back.

He still is. I was very disappointed and I got back hurt. The man has really changed. There was no longer the slightest warm attitude for me. For a long time I will be tired and may be going to hate it.

"eeehh... Rush, a morning off to work? What's going to go with Ling?" asked Bu Yanti who suddenly came from the back end of the house. It was good to peel the coconut in the back.

"Yes, mbok. Departing at seven" greeted Rush with a look at me. His hand grabbed the coffee cup and gulped it back down quickly. Rush seemed to enjoy every sip of coffee in his cup.

"Eits, Ling, that's Rush coffee, don't you mix cold water, right?" ask mom Yanti in a hurry.

"No, ma'am," I answered while eating the banana I just had.

"Who made my coffee, mbok?!" rush asked. The man also peels a banana.

"This morning Velingga made your coffee, mas. I ask for help, all Lingga are making," said Ms. Yanti while blending her sheep. Suddenly the atmosphere of the kitchen is very noisy and deafening.

Instantly I looked at Errushqi who was also just looking straight at me. I think he was surprised too. My heart felt so satisfied that. I hope Rush is embarrassed to have drunk my coffee.

"It's a shame, mbok," Rushqi murmured as he stood up. Looks like we're going to work this morning.

"It feels weird" Rush said quickly and short. Then resign the chair and leave.

I don't understand the strange words he said. The coffee cup I saw was empty without a single drop in it. He hurt my feelings intentionally.

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I am so tired today. Because last night sleeps slowly through midnight. Tired of remembering without success where my new batik shirt is.

All day I resist sleepiness while working and walking in the company. I avoid sitting, because these eyes will fall asleep later if sitting.

I combed over and over until my hair was fine in the mirror. Before I put the veil back on my head. Bu Yanti had called me ten nenits ago. Asking me to go out to the dinner table when I just finished the night shower. Yes, night. Because my return to work is over seven o'clock. Today is back over time until home at seven.

Miss Yong hasn't come to work yet. This time the pain was definitely not playful. The woman is also unlikely to be allowed sick leave if the pain is just cold heat. We all members of the QC group are very curious, what pain has hit the thin body of our super duper chatty.

Likewise with Errushqi, the boyish packing supervisor had changed his morning work schedule. You have to start at seven and go home at five. It could also go home at seven if there is a production problem that has not been resolved by him in the packing.

Brother Amina, Rush's co-supervisor who had a toothache, has not yet come to work. Reportedly, his teeth have inflammation and infection to penetrate the nerves in the ear and brain. At that time, Amina often complained to me if her teeth and head often felt excruciating pain at the same time. Not expecting if the toothache is felt, it has a serious impact on the nerves of the head and ears.

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"How long ago did it come out, Ling? Is Denis coming?" ask Ms. Yanti to investigate when I just went into the kitchen. Looked at my face that I deliberately dressed a little.

"No, ma. Just soak as much," I replied at the slow reason of coming to the dinner table. Kuseret the seat in front of Rush and sit quietly as usual. Rush seemed to throw his face away after being caught looking at me.

"But you're beautiful and neat, Ling. Don't think I'm going out with Denis anymore. Is your real girlfriend never come here, Ling? It's been almost two months, haven't you been here?" ask mom Yanti to tease me.

Rushqi, who was almost done with the dishes, glanced at me. His facial expression was even more sinister than usual.

"He's abroad again, ma'am. So, we haven't seen each other in a long time" I told Ms. Yanti.

"Ooh, pantyhose.. You've never been sandwiched here, Ling.." welcome Ms. Yanti while looking at me with pity.

Whether lying or not, but Putra had told me if he was assigned to train prospective professional state employees in the city of Canberra, Australia, for two to three months. Shortly before the Son broke the bond between us. If you remember, it hurts.

"Yo be patient, Ling. Your boyfriend will come home and be a great guy. Overseas all. hemm," ma'am Yanti seemed amazed to comment. It seemed to deliberately comfort me that seemed to turn gloomy and cloudy suddenly.

I just kept quiet while taking the rice and side dishes slowly. I avoided looking at Rushqi which would definitely give a painful cold cynical look.

"Eh, Rush. A pair of batik clothes that I washed at dawn, I ironed. I forgot to take you to the room. In a moment, yo mas Rush," Ms. Yanti told Rushqi.

"That woman's shirt, please love her room, mbok. The possession" Rush said, looking at me. I'm obviously surprised by this. Couple...?

"Lho, have you, Ling? How can your clothes be the same as the batik.. Kayak couple later you guys pasernima hajj guests.. Hey,,hi.. It must be harmonious and slick at all you are the same as Rush later, Ling," said Ms. Yanti bertubi praised.

I looked at Rush with the intention of asking. Perhaps I am being generous to explain. Why can the new batik shirt be the same pattern as said by Bu Yanti just now.

"I don't know why the clerk picked you the same batik pattern as me. If you're embarrassed, you don't have to wear it" Rush said, quickly puzzling over my face.

"Aren't you going to wear it?" I want to know his feelings.

"depends. If I was embarrassed, of course I wouldn't wear it" Rush said, standing up and retreating.

The man left the dining table in his long strides. Heading to the master room alone that in a few days would come his two parents. They would regroup with a much happier sense.