The Stairway To Love
20.

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The day is approaching when a pick-up car grabs Anggi's attention. He knew that the car contained a bicycle that his father had rumored would be until this afternoon. The girl walked towards the terrace followed by Oma. They welcomed the descent of the bike and signed the receipt taken over by the girl herself.

Anggi snorted annoyed for a moment. The color of the bike is pink even though Anggi has asked for white only, his favorite color. Unfortunately Endy doesn't know and probably never will. He's understand. However, he cannot blame his father for this, because just think Anggi who does not have time to talk to Endy.

"Good, Anggi?" ask Oma while looking at a bike complete with a helmet as colorful as it is.

"Yes, Oma!" dustiness.

"You want to try it first?" Oma asked again.

Anggi glared into his mind. Actually he was lazy down the village even though the sky began to repel black clouds that clog the sun, but it does not feel wrong to know more about his new residence. He finally did it.

"Yes, Oma!" abugn.

He smiled when Anggi said yes. It feels proud to have a grandson who will be ready to accompany him to spend time in this village even though maybe after High School will go again.

"Don't distance!" oma said commemorating while walking through the yard to enter the house.

The girl was still not very receptive with the pink bicycle in front of her. Well, if asked to choose between this new folding bike with an old Bass bike, then Anggi will say 'better to have a rich Bass bike aja.' But he again had to appreciate because of his father Endy.

Anggi removes the entire wrapper attached to the side of the bike, including the associated helmet. He placed the helmet on a chair that had been near the gate a long time ago. Keep in mind that Anggi prefers to walk around enjoying the air alone, not accompanied by a helmet. Although he was very lonely since he separated from his city life.

But it's okay. He thought there must be someone around here who could be made a friend who resembled Gladys. He will not give up on changing his days, but he will never come back in the past.

The girl got on the bike. For a long time he did not wear a bicycle, because his life in the city always met on a fueled vehicle. Shipped to pick up by a private driver or by a car that Endy deliberately bought for him. Maybe now the car's idle in Endy's parking lot.

Anggi quickly pedaled his bicycle towards the wide main road. On the right is a wide rice field stretching, although there is no one who works there. Maybe the influence of the weather, makes them lazy to go out of the house.

The girl was stopped when she reached the fence of a house. The large house was made of cement and planks, a spacious courtyard, and a bicycle parked in front of the house. Anggi remembers that it was Helen's house, and Bass must have lived there too.

Actually Anggi confused why Bass could be punished here. Back in his memory when Bass was slapped by his father when a letter from school arrived in front of his parents. Anggi feels guilty and sorry.

Forget that! Dengus Anggi's.

He went back to the road he was going to, which was a road about two meters wide. Straight, with left-right contains green rice fields. Favorite road Anggi used to be, which always took him to a lake that he had visited a few years ago.

The lake that brimmed a garden with many trees, the water is still clear, but Anggi does not know now how.

He had to go down a long straight road. If you use a bicycle, the time taken is no more than five minutes. For Anggi it is okay, because what he wants to visit is a beautiful scenery that he can still feel.

Arriving there, Anggi smiled widely. It was not much different than it was a few years ago. The change is only in the location of a park chair that is located now closer to the lake.

"Beautiful!" anggi said satisfied. "If there was a Mama with Papa, also Gladys. I miss them."

Anggi was really amazed by that one lake. Besides being beautiful, he also felt that happiness could not only be scooped up in the city of twinkle and bustling hinar. At least in this small village, he got what made him grateful.

The girl sat in the chair alone and tried to forget everything that had ever happened. Starting from the problem of separation of his parents to the problem of longing with all who are not close to him at this time. However, there is no word of regret in the heart of Anggi for choosing to stay here. Because Oma gave all her affection just like a mother's love for her child. Although Anggi sometimes asked whether his mother had affection for him or not.

After a long time there, Anggi immediately pedaled back the bike to the main road. It was one o'clock in the afternoon and the streets started to get crowded.

There is no High School in this village, must go to the next village where there is a private school that is always the target of village children unless they are willing to attend school in the city. And even though the name of the village next door, the distance is not unmitigated. Until Anggi's leg might break to pedal the bike. But it feels better than riding a car on the streets that are still dominated by pedestrians.

He had to get used to a normal life with this new state of affairs.

"Pig!" suddenly Anggi heard a voice calling out to him from behind.

The girl stopped her bike then glanced back, and found a girl matching her place. Cleo. Seeing the girl, Anggi immediately went down and chose to lead his bike.

"Where are you going?" ask Anggi.

"Oma's house, ask for a bushel!" said.

Anggi nodded, "Bass where?"

"Ninyain Bass?"

Anggi. Yes too! Why did he ask about humans being insignificant in his life? He made it clear to Cleo, Sebastian Prananda's cousin.

"Engga! I just want to doang!" answer the girl quickly.

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The morning on Tuesday was quite dewy, but the bright traces of the horizon tried to greet him by showing him who would soon replace the sadness of yesterday's rain. In fact, the sky alone knows that one does not need to grieve for long. There should be time to be happy and enjoy the warm air at the end of the year.

Bass pedals his bike because he has to carry out his usual routine, which is to deliver Oma's bushel. And right now, he wouldn't care if Bagas called first or even longer, he couldn't take it anymore. One last mainstay way is to let Bagas play according to his heart's will until his own satisfaction.

Maybe Bass was a little disappointed to know that Sarah would come with Bagas later to talk about something that he said was a big deal for Bass. But it's okay, while he's on a path that he doesn't even know the ins and outs of, he can definitely answer all of Bagas' questions and statements.

Arriving at Oma's house, Bass knocked on the door strongly. At half-seven as Anggi opens the door and reveals himself fresh. It's been bathing until the smell of soap is still yelling.

The man smiled at Anggi, while Anggi withstood all the power that forced him to return the smile of the sweet man.

In Anggi's heart there are two minds. One said smile, the other said no. The girl chose to stay flat in order to keep the annoyance that almost disappeared after the man greeted her.

"Hi?!"

"What?" ask Anggi.

"Babber!" bass said handing over showed the white bushel he had brought for Oma and the girl.

"Oh!" reply Anggi while reaching for the one proffered by Bass.

"Oma's there?" bastian asked as if he didn't want to go straight home, though he remembered Helen's message that he should come back soon after giving the food.

Anggi nodded, "Yes! Wh why? Want to have breakfast together?"

"What did you say? I'm not wrong?" Bass told Anggi to repeat the words, to cover up the disbelief.

The girl gasped to realize that she had just uttered a ridiculous word that would not make sense to Bass nor herself. Anggi started ngaco from yesterday, since his mind drifted to Bass. It was as if Bass was really making his mood different.

"I mean, you should go home! Because I'm hungry, want to eat with Oma!" answer Anggi escort.

"Oh that!" Bass nodded slowly. "Then I go home!"

As fast as lightning struck, Bass had already arrived before the gate right where his bike was. While Anggi put on a look of wonder, because there was a whisper in his heart that said that he should not have told Bass to leave.

To be honest, Bass rada regretted when he found out that he had come home from Oma's house for no more than ten minutes, but again Helen was waiting in front of the terrace. So how else did that woman mean? Should Bass pedal a bike and throw a bushel onto Oma's porch so she can be back in two minutes?

Don't blame Helen! But just blame Bagas which is not considered overprotective but tends to be excessive. Because Sarah is not! The woman never curbed Bass for something she considered reasonable. Not spoiled, but children must be given their own dubia limit. Bass is not a child.

"What Aunt?" ask Bass annoyed.

"Old kok?" ask Helen.

"Geez! Bass sampe, nganterin rantang, two-sentence talk Anggi, abis it's kelar! Not more!" it seems that the man is starting to overdo it. "Emang Bagas called again?"

"Engga!" cleo replied quickly as he looked up from the front door.

"So?"

"But I'm the laper! That's cepetan! Aunty said, you can't eat before you come!"

Helen chuckled softly then walked inside the house, followed by Bass whose heart was about to surge out. Sometimes he wanted to throw something into Cleo's face that was insistent on being pounded, but alas, his cousin was too pretty to be made into a samsak.

Bass laughed.

"How does the story go with Anggi?" cleo asked as they sat at the square-shaped dining table.

"Yes that!" bass reply waited for Helen to scoop the fried rice towards her plate.

"Eh, Cleo!" Helen reminded.

"Joking!"

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Anggi looked at the scarf now hanging on the wall of his room, near the window. His eyes sparkled knowing the stretch made of black and white wool was very charming. And another one that succeeded in making him amazed was that what made the scarf was Oma. An old grandmother with glasses hooked at the end of the base of her nose.

Really special. This gift is much more fun than his father's gift last year, who rewarded Anggi with a shiny red car while Anggi at that time did not understand driving and his age was not even seventeen.

Anggi sat down, he remembered that Oma had told him to go to Aunt Helen's house to study cooking this afternoon. This afternoon means one o'clock, and now it's one o'clock. After ready for lunch made by Oma, then the girl will immediately dart towards the place she will go.

While walking towards the kitchen and greeted by the aroma of Oma's food, the girl complained long. He was bored at home and had to eat three meals a day, meaning he would not be up five kilos a week for long.

"Why are you going to Aunt Helen's house?" ask Anggi.

"Well?" Oma looked at her grandson in wonder. "Why?"

"Engga! Kirain's coming."

"So, what a time of guts."

"Dare Oma, dare! Now we eat!"

Anggi eat it quickly. I don't know what this means! Whether you want to meet Bass soon or can't wait to cook with Helen, I don't know!

Actually there is no reason for Anggi why suddenly able to look at Bass's eyes sharply. It was true that his mind was drained away thinking about that man these two days. It was as if Anggi wanted to know who the real Bass was.

After lunch, Anggi immediately did his bike to Helen's house not far away. Passing through the main road and then arrived at the mansion. The left-right is an alley, and the houses behind it face the right-left.

Anggi arrived in front of the yard, then slowly down the park which is clearly very spacious. Many plants made the house seem alive and he tried to compare the area with the cityscape.

The girl climbed a small staircase that led her into the terrace, she looked at the birds chirping as if they were happy.

Anggi knocking, tok tok tok.

Not long after someone opened the door, and Cleo looked up and seemed to not believe that what was in front of her right now was Anggi. He smiles.

"Bass!" call quickly.

Knowing that one human was calling his cousin, suddenly Anggi felt something strange. Why should he call Bass while he does not know what the purpose of Anggi's arrival is and wants to meet who. He's pissed off.

"Why call Bass? I didn't come here to see him." answered Anggi blatantly.

"Like who I want to call. I also didn't say that I called Bass for you." Cleo replied cynically.

Anggi's gaze was met with a quick and short babble from Cleo. It had looked annoying from the base of their meeting yesterday and it had not changed until now.

"Where's Emang Aunt?" ask Anggi.

Cleo smiled slightly, "There's in the kitchen. It's Bass!"

Anggi watched the girl open the door a little wider and there appeared a man with a chaotic face and half frowned. At first he wanted to ask 'why?' at Cleo, but not so when seeing Anggi there.

"Hey? Why?"

Anggi smiled at a glance trying to convince Bass that his arrival was not right with the intention and purpose of Anggi here. "I'm actually looking for Aunt Helen, want to learn to cook Oma said. Not meeting you guys."

Cleo chuckled softly, "Emang why did you meet Bass?"

"Gue ain't eating man, Anggita!" the tall man slicked while showing off his white teeth.

Crazy one! Decak Anggi is not karena.

As soon as Anggi put on an annoyed face restraining emotions, Cleo loudly called out to Aunt Helen. Before long, a clattering of steps was created and Helen appeared whose hands were filled with lemon-smelling foam, like dishwashing liquid. Anggi can guess what the woman is doing when called.

"Well, Anggi?" helen's smile broke, as did the girl.

"Yes, Aunt. He told Oma to learn to cook" Anggi said blatantly as he looked at Bass occasionally.

"Good job! Let's be the dream girl of all men, rich Aunt Helen who until now still likes to be called by her ex at High School." Bass said it was like he understood Helen's past memories.

The four-headed woman pinched Bass's armrest until he pioneered, while Anggi could only hold back his laughter.

"Emang Bass loves Angaco Anggi!" helen said as if to tell Anggi.

"Ngaco, but really!" his cousin again.

"If Bass is upset, but there's something more awkward" said the man.

"What?" ask Cleo quickly.

Bass did not answer, only he turned to Anggi who immediately frowned when he knew the meaning of Bass. Cleo nodded and chuckled loudly, while Helen did not understand what they were talking about. Understandably, the time of Helen the young seduction of the dreadlocks still contains: you are my eyes, you are my moon.

"Udah!" Helen interrupted quickly. "Now come on in, it just so happens that Aunt is ready to cook."

Anggi smiled broadly knowing that he would soon become a cook at Oma's house. Proudly like a student who successfully passed the math test, Anggi waltzed in and was followed by two humans no less strange in his eyes.

"Bass, why come? Want to disturb Anggi?" Helen warned.

"Yes, support Anggi." seduced by Bass.

The girl in question stopped her steps while looking intently at Bass who was standing not far away from her. A little annoyed, but his heart just laughed amusedly as Bass returned the gaze with his typical slanted smile.

"What?" bass asked pretending not to understand.

"Ngeselin yes!" lie Anggi while walking to follow Helen who had already arrived in the kitchen room.

Bass was sitting on a long sofa where he usually leaned his body which lately did not move much. She took a deep breath before finally reaching for her mobile phone and looking for the contacts of her distant friends.

Opened up their history message last night that almost made Bass' heart really sliced. His eyes were haggard and longed to look at his three best friends laughing because of a joke that was not funny at all.

"Bass!" call Cleo out suddenly, making the man cluck in annoyance at knowing for sure the girl will be looking for trouble again.

"What?"

"If Anggi likes you, what will you do?"

Bass was stunned to hear his cousin's silly question while lightly sneaking in his heart, I don't like him! It's just so I can go back to my best friend, Cleo!

"So she's a possible boyfriend!" bass said at last. He didn't want anyone to know that he was just using a girl he used to think was quiet.

Cleo smiled bitterly as she nodded in understanding, "That means it will soon materialize."

"Times?" Bass seemed to care when he didn't, he was busy fiddling with his phone and not looking at Cleo.

"Who do I think will refuse you? A handsome? Aye! Height? Aye! Ok? Not too much too! That's what I mean—"

"Lo told you that a thousand times!" Bass clucking. "Gue is good. Anggi will be mine, not old."

"That dong is optimistic! On what basis?" Cleo raised an eyebrow, trying to test what she had just said yesterday before Bass got angry with her.

"On the basis of love I'm the same Anggi" he said resigned.

Cleo gave a strong laugh feeling like she had won an international race. While Bass does not know what else to say against the woman on that one.

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