The Return of the Beloved
Part 15's. Stay Together

"My name is Juliano just call it Juno!" While receiving a helping hand Thalita and both of them laughed because they felt funny.

"Eh, but I call you Mas, because you're more mature than me."

"As far as you are how good it is."

Before long the waiter came to bring their order more precisely Juno's order because when he saw the menu ordered Juno Thalita's face looked pale.

"Why?" juno asked when he saw the unpleasant expression on Thalita's face.

Nervously Thalita replied. "I don't like that food." He said he could eat anything.

"meaning?"

"I don't eat catfish" he said as he looked amusedly at the food in front of him.

"Say, can you eat what is halal?" His ignorant nature appeared even though he had also ordered grilled pepper-rica chicken and balado jerky instead ordered catfish food delivered first.

"When it's good food" he said.

Thalita just shook her head and along with that the waiter brought Juno another order.

"Ih ngeselin's. I guess it's just this menu that's on the order." a small mutter that Juno still heard.

"Why? Is there anything less?"

"No, it's just usually if I eat chickens usually never absent tuh whose name is lalapan in many years of drought. Uh good!"

"Why not order?"

"Maybe?"

Without answering Juno instead called the servant who had walked away from their table. "Mr oyster message yes. Don't forget to put a lot of heat on!"

"Well Sir!"

After she finished shopping and finished her lunch Juno drove Thalita back to the apartment while she paid her respects to return to her office.

After Juno left, Thalita arranged her groceries and put ingredients such as fish, meat, vegetables and fruits into the refrigerator. After everything was sorted out she switched to cooking. When peeling onions he remembered his work in the cafe. Just yesterday he was still working but now deserted, that was how he felt now. He should be joking with his friends at the cafe while making a menu of customer orders. Yes, although he is not a chef but he often helps the chef there because employees at the cafe are encouraged to know how to cook so that many employees there are smart to cook.

This time he chose to cook typical East Javanese food. Yes he chose to cook raw rice when accidentally his eyes had caught his groceries consisting of potatoes, meat ,tauge and terasi.

"Presents." He said after the meat mixed with potatoes was cooked. The sauce is boiling too. He then took the rice and washed it and put it into the magic com. After pressing the cook button he went from the kitchen to the bathroom to clean himself.

Finished the shower she turned on the television to dispel the boredom of driving away the deserted. Because fun watching TV so it does not feel like the afternoon came so quickly.

Tok to tok.

I heard the door knocking.

Thalita lazily got off the sofa in front of the television and opened the door.

"What's going on here again?" reprimanded because what was seen in front of the door was Juno who was still wearing her work suit.

"Can't you?" This is my apartment?" clawed.

"Byeah," he answered flatly. Should he forbid while the one who hitchhiked is himself.

"Later I'll sleep here."

"Huh." Thalita was stunned, the article in this apartment was only one room and did not say Juno this apartment usually did not occupy, but why after Thalita occupied it he also wanted to occupy it.

Juno who saw the worried look on Thalita's face calmed her down. "Let's not a bad guy and I'll sleep on the couch in front of the television and you can lock the room if you're afraid of me!"

"Yes it's okay. Take a shower, let me prepare a meal! What do you want to eat?"

"What aja. I can eat anything that is halal" he said, imitating Thalita's speech earlier this afternoon, chuckling.

"Can you please get me a change of clothes?"

"Can." Thalita approached the walk in closet and took home clothes for Juno. Somehow even though this apartment is said to be rarely used, but it turns out Juno clothes here can be said a lot.

Thalita put the clothes on the bed and then went to the kitchen to prepare food.

Not waiting for Juno long in her casual clothes after taking a bath approached Thalita at the dining table. "Tasteful as if he had a wife" he said to himself when he saw the food at the table.

"What cooking?" tanyanya.

"Oh rawon" he answered himself after seeing the food that was ready at the dinner table.

"What are you from Jatim?" guess it draws conclusions just because the food is cooked.

"Well, how do you know?"

"That's your cooking!" point it at the food served at the dinner table.

"Oh, that's not why I even studied while working at the cafe."

"Do you ever work in a cafe?"

"Hem," he answered because he was lazy to remember everything.

"Why stop?" The person being spoken to did not even understand that his hem answer was a sign that he was lazy to discuss it all.

"Can I do my job?" Trying to switch the conversation.

"No idea I'm still looking."

"Can't!" Even giving an ATM card.

"What's this?" Still asking even though he already knows the card he holds the ATM card.

"That's for you. So every month I'm going to transfer to that account."

"For?"

"Yes for your needs. So you don't have to work. Let's just say you're working with me to take care of this apartment. Because since you were there, I don't have to tell Sri to come here anymore."

"No need to get paid times! Even though I clean this place, the one who lives here is me so I should have taken care of this place. Just a grateful ride," he said.

"But you need money for your living expenses."

"It means I want to work again if you work I will be lonely here alone. Yes can!" Thalita pleaded with her heartfelt gaze.

"Yes already mumpung tomorrow I'm off I will send you to the cake shop Bu De me. There you can help Inca children Bu De to make cakes ordered by customers. Wouldn't you?" bargained for.

"You're the." With a hopeful look.

"But there's a condition. You must ...."

"What?" Just cut Juno's words.

"You've got to tell me everything that's happened to you until you killed yourself this morning."

"Should ya?"

"should! If you don't have to work."

"Your nyebelin. Who are you planning my life for?"

"Your future priest," he replied, chuckling.

"That's not funny. Yes, I promise a story but later after I've been accepted to work, but I'm afraid that I'll change your view of me."

"It's not the person I'm walking to keep looking ahead" he lapsed.

"I'm seriously talking to you too."

"What the hell." They then laughed freely together when only this morning they knew each other but their familiarity seemed like a long time ago.

"Udah ah joking mulu later food go cold."

"Ah, let's eat! You haven't eaten either, have you?" Thalita nodded. They finally ate together.

"Taste you good," praised Juno. "May I be cooked every day."

"Here I can."

Finish eating Thalita spread out the carpet in front of the door then put a small mattress on it.

"Make what?" ask Juno. "I'm going to sleep on the sofa just don't have to wear a bed."

"Ah, it's okay to sleep in the room just let me sleep here."

"Don't cook a girl to sleep under me mah as a guy even nice to sleep in bed."

"It's okay I'm used to it. I often sleep in front of the television. Usually I don't watch television but more often television is watching me."

Surely not at 9 p.m., he had fallen asleep in front of the television

"I'm afraid people even sleep carelessly what if only I was the bad guy could run out of him." Then Juno carefully lifted Thalita's body and brought her to the room. He put Thalita's body on the bed and then covered her. While he after closing the door passed to where Thalita originally was on the mattress in front of the television and lay his body there.

The next day after finishing breakfast Thalita Juno drove Thalita to the Inca place. He left Thalita there to be accepted for work and so he was taught to bake. Because it's Sunday, she's not going home or to the apartment. He was busy helping make the cake.

In the afternoon, he came back to the apartment.

"You're sleeping here again?"

"Can't it be?" Even back to asking.

"From tomorrow night for a week I'm not coming back here anymore because tomorrow I have to go abroad. I was assigned to check the company over there that said there was a little problem, by papa."

"Oh." Thalita only ber oh ria.

"What do you want to eat let me cook?"

"What food was there this morning?"

"There's just got to be no good 'cause it's cold."

"Try you see if you can still eat warmed up. Kan mubasir if you throw away your cooking abis is delicious. But if it is stale mending us pesen online just do not need to cook you will be tired."

Thalita just complied because today she was really tired.

Finished eating as they had before watching television and Thalita slapped the carpet and mattress that she had used last night. And the incident last night was repeated again with Thalita who had fallen asleep before nine o'clock at night on the mat and the small mattress. It just so happened that outside the heavy rain made Thalita sleep more soundly. For the second time Juno lifted the woman's body and put her to bed. However, instead of going out after putting Thalita's body he actually joined to lay himself on the bed by putting bolsters as a barrier. Thalita fell asleep without realizing that her sleep was accompanying her.

Seriate....