The Unspeakable Love
Chapter.12 POV Ayuna (There is no turning back?)

Is there really no way back home ? I can no longer shed tears, only the pain is getting deeper. Saka's words are the truth, how can I ignore them?

The debt that somehow tens of millions redeemed with the girl who was no longer a virgin, the cruel Landlord must have been wrathful. Uwa Mirja and Uwa Ratna who have been caring for me as a substitute for parents, only shame can I offer if I want to return to the village?

Clamps. The door to the room is open. Saka went in and took a small bag of three pieces of my clothes.

“We leave now or the ticket will be forfeited, meaning I have to rebook,” Saka comes to sit on the edge of the hotel bed, I feel her gaze sweeping the side of my face.

Without making a sound I stepped into the toilet to wash my face in the sink and when I returned to the room, I saw the tall, sturdy body leaning near the doorway.

“Why should I come to Jakarta?” lontarku after we drove towards the airport. My escape from the village behind the oil palm plantation to the city of Banua has felt very far, now it must be a thousand kilometers more to avoid the harsh reality of my life.

“Listen to Ay, didn't I promise Uwa Mirja responsibility for you? Work in Jakarta has indeed been around long before today, and if now you remain in this city, you know the consequences? My work is so neglected, I will not be able to share my time and thoughts well.” Saka replied calmly, at first glance I caught his glance scanning my response again.

“I'm confused to do in such a big city..”.

“You will be able to accompany me, We can while walking to enjoy the capital hehe...And oh yes! You can continue your learning package remotely. Do you know how to learn online? After last year's covid pandemic all schools conducted learning in the network.” Saka changed her joking topic as soon as I saw me snorting.

I just fell silent. Why does this man always have an answer to my confusion?

In a very large airport area with a high roof, I of course felt very awkward because I first set foot.

I couldn't resist when Saka grabbed my arm to hold it, to be honest the nervous feeling was reduced by her very protective attitude.

“Pair your seat belt like this,” the young man guided me by example. There was a stabbing feeling in the stomach while the plane glided up which I saw glimpses of the glass frame on the side of Saka's body. According to Kaffi's ompa, this flight only takes an hour and a half.

Kaffis? My God, why is the cute face of princess Rosmaya so imagined? I closed my eyes firmly wanting to dispel the glint of bad events that presented the face of Rosmaya's mother's husband. My chest pounding hard again was replying to the thought of returning to the tragedy.

“Ay, relax. I'm here.” Saka now released his grip on my palm and his arm moved around my shoulder, slightly pressing the side of my body to get closer to his body.

“Mother...”.I was stunned to hold back the loud cries, trying to replace the recording in my mind with the figure of the woman I missed so much.

“Sst Ay, we're on a plane. Later Mother who is beside you confused to see you cry” Saka whispered in my ear.

“Try to breath for relief,” Saka is still whispering again and I try to comply in her arms. I put on my mother's smile and caresses unfortunately when I put me to bed, because from childhood my mother always slept with me until I was eleven years old and my father took me to a village far away on the coast.

Holy hooch! So for almost an hour and a half he let our position be like that? I reflexively pulled my body with the skin of the face feeling warm. My heavy eyes not sleeping last night must have put me to sleep really well.

“We have lunch at the hotel only yes, at this time we can check in.” Next to his hand held my hand and next to him carried a wheeled suitcase. With the backpack draped on his back, this young man looked tired as well.

I just remembered she took a four-hour pioneer flight plus a road trip to her hometown, then later discussed work with her father. And all night, Saka was driving and taking care of my problems!

What mistake do I deserve to make?

I was a little stunned when we checked into the hotel and was ushered by the attendant to the room. The type of room that Saka chose was very spacious with one bedroom and sitting room in complete set of leather upholstered sofa. There is a mini kitchen and a black iron terrace.

“After we eat, you rest in that room. I'm just here." Saka put his backpack on the end of the sofa.

“Sorry Ay, I deliberately chose this model room so that we can easily communicate. Actually, in Jakarta, my father gave me and my three brothers one apartment unit each. But while we're here first.”

“You just lock the door to his room, but soon our lunch order in inter.” Saka said again to convince myself who was still sitting glued to the dining table chair like a small bar.

The available rooms are very comfortable, next to the bed there is a small table and colored sheets somehow. I reached the remote tivi and pressed the green button.

On a flat screen it appears a promotion of the rooms offered by this hotel. This type of room we occupy is suitable for small families because the facilities are complete for staying a few days.

"Well, we're eating a new break first." Saka called from the door.

We ate without talking to each other and Saka ate quickly. As soon as he finished and washed the man's hands, he immediately threw himself on the sofa. I packed the cutlery and put it on the wheeled table. As per Saka's message I pushed the troiler table to the front of the room, later the officer will take it.

Seeing Saka asleep, I went into the room because my body asked to be rested but it turns out my eyes are difficult to shut.The trajectory of the bad incident again looms real and hit me is painful! Fear, disgust and worthlessness, alternately filled the space of my heart.

Why is life so cruel to me? As if it is not appropriate for this self to be helped by an angel as good as Saka, then in his family home also I was insulted by his brother-in-law.

Now that I'm in the shade of her responsibility, I feel like a burden. Saka must have never imagined his good intentions to be a reality that is turned upside down like this. Why force myself to take me to Jakarta, what can I do in a city like this?

Right now it feels like only my mother's embrace can ease all this. If I knew where Mom was, then that was my best place?

Mothers.....Ayuna needs a mother, my heart whispers.