Waiting for First Love to Return

Waiting for First Love to Return
Weekend Buses


The silence of the night was broken by the clang of the morning. Even though the sun accompanies the earth. Dark is not perfect yet. The cold morning air asks the inhabitants of the earth to take refuge behind the blanket. Weekends, no office demands. Holidays make lazy to leave comfort on the pillow.


Weekends are holidays for office workers. But not for business people and traders. Holidays time to collect as much as possible. Due to holidays more visitors and order requests.


Not much different than Tasya. This morning there was no slacking. From dawn Nita and Amel have also come to help prepare a list of orders that are quite display. Mother and Reyhan also helped.


Kirain Tasya will experience morning sickness like pregnant women in general. Who feels nausea and vomiting in the morning. Do not want to eat certain foods, or crave to eat something unique. But it didn't. Every morning Tasya can do activities as usual, cleaning the house, preparing merchandise. There are no complaints. No vomiting and nausea in the morning. But everything changed when the afternoon came. Tasya fell down not strong. The innards are sleeping in the mattress. Raising your head is heavy.


God is understanding indeed. Tasya in early pregnancy is feared is the fate of the business he pioneered, and God answered with His provisions.


"Researched really. Don't trade people's orders." The word Tasya commemorates Amel who holds the note. Tasya and Reyhan help each other make dough. Mother prepares breakfast. Nita section decorating the finished cake. All work together with their own abilities.


"Wheel..." Amel answered with a salute, like a salute to a flag. Then continue to calculate the number of orders, and record in the book, let's not forget.


"Breakfast first, yok. This is ready for breakfast. Let's get more work." Excited Mother who has prepared food.


"okay Bun. I had breakfast first, yes. Directly deliver the order at the end of the alley. Cepetan finish mbk Nita. Eight o'clock the show starts." Amel's words approached the dining table. Sok ruled him. Because he will get angry if it is too late to deliver orders to customers.


The day has begun. The sun has begun to rise giving warmth to the inhabitants of the earth.


"Eat there first. " Tasya's orders.


"You're done with breakfast. Finish this anyway." Said Nita who was making a picture of hello kitty on the cake. First order for an eight-year-old's birthday. Not just birthday cake messages, but Snack boxes for the event, which Nita and Amel completed last night. Overtime at night Tasya did not follow. The body does not allow for work at night.


"Mother, accompany Amel to eat dong. " Pinta Amel who saw Mommy approached Tasya and Reyhan.


"Yes, Bun. Mother ate first. Poor Amel ate none of his friends." Tasya followed suit telling Mother to eat first.


"Yes, Bun. Breakfast first. We'll follow you if it's settled." Nita pointed to some orders that must be delivered in the morning.


"I want to eat too. Hungrier. " Reyhan stood up and took food for breakfast. But don't eat at the table with Amel and Mommy. Choosing to approach his wife , while bribing his wife who is still busy.


"Thank You Ay. I don't want to fuck her. I want some fried rice. Pake the cabbage Ay." Tasya's Request when she was bribed by her husband. It was also bribed and still protested.


"Living a mangap aja, which. " Reyhan was lazy to take raw cabbage as Tasya wished. Have already sat down.


"I'll eat myself later." Refuse when bribed.


"Yes I'll get it."


During the day the kitchen was busy. Amel has also begun to deliver orders according to the schedule of events that will be held by customers. Don't be late.


"Mbk, this is the order on the lake to ask mbk itself to be interracial." Amel said as he was about to deliver the order. See the notification from the buyer, who asked to be delivered by the owner of the cake business.


"Whose order from whom? How are there such conditions?" Reyhan said he did not like the existing conditions.


"My body feels tired all Mel. Intercourse. What matters is the cake until." Message Tasya who feels sore all bodies. Putting your body on the carpet. Now his body is easily tired.


"Yes that. Does he need the cake or the cookie seller?" Reyhan spoke in a dislike tone. Continuing the duty of his wife who is resting.


"Yes, I delivered it. But is this really what you're hearing? " Amel finally left with three large boxes of orders. But still in doubt about the address he will be directed to.


"Emang should be that." Nita chimed in with her hands and eyes focused on her work.


"Yes. True that. There's no armature."


"Stop people is Mel." Answer Nita.


Amel walked down the road to the lake far from the settlement. The lake is usually quite quiet because it is rumored to be a haunted lake. Only certain people want to go there. Amel was the original resident here only once came there.


Until the place where Amel was astonished by the place that remained quiet. If only five people are counted. All men. Three were gathering while eating and there was also an alcoholic drink bottle. While one person sat on a long bench while playing his cellphone, another was cool to photograph the beautiful lake.


"This is real or deceptive? He said at eleven to send us. But no one is gini. There will be no big event. Though the message three cakes is quite big lo." Omel Amel looked around. Choose to call mbk Tasya to make sure.


"Yes right that. Find someone whose name is the same as the one there." Tasya replied in a weak voice, then turned off the phone. Didn't let Amel ask any further.


That place remains deserted. Although it cannot be said to be dirty. There are only large trees that make the lake area seem haunted, but cool. The bushes don't grow there. Only certain areas of the world that humans have never touched.


"Which is David's name." Amel saw the name of the message using the name David.


"Maybe that one. Three people, three cookies." Pointing at the three people who were sitting while drinking drinks and stories, occasionally heard loud laughter from his direction.


"Excuse me. Is there a guy named David?" Amel asked politely, which made the three men see Amel.


"Hay beautiful. Sit here with brother." Not answering, instead seducing with red eyes and a raucous voice. Maybe he had had enough to drink that made him drunk. Which made Amel shudder in horror, but tried to stay calm.


"There's no one named David." Said one of the three people who still looked calm.


"Oh, thanks. Excuse me." Amel intends to stay away from these unclear people.


"Where are you beautiful? It's right here." Draw the hand of Amel who intends to leave.


"Delivery." Shouted Amel who did not like to be held by people who were drunk.


Mbk, how is this? Why meet such crazy people? Amel's grouse in the heart.


"Why? Here you're quiet, don't be shy." The reflection was unclear, without letting go of his hand. Even draw him closer.


"An. Take him off." Firmly the man who was still calm, reigned. While one more man only scatters by repeatedly saying a name. Maybe another heartbreak.


"Ah, I don't want to take off an angel as beautiful as her." This person is really late, even his hands now touch Amel's smooth cheeks and lick his own lips. Staring at Amel from top to bottom with interest.


Amel is still trying to calm down, even though he is actually afraid of not being overwhelmed. Looking around the quiet. Very angry with the man's attitude, while his two friends just watch. Rebelling to stay away and release hands, but heavy. His power was greatly lost.


"I said it." Angry Amel pulled his hand rough, then gathered all the energy in his fist and landed a fist on the drunk man's chest. Which made him squash and fall, grimacing withstanding the pain on his chest. Amel ran away.


"Hey don't run you." Angry shouting.


"Udah. Don't make it up." Advice from his friend again.


Amel instead approached the man sitting on a long bench. Shaking in the heart. Looking at the direction of the three people who did not chase.


Shit-shit. Why not take home addresses as usual? Or a cafe or restaurant is better. Not to such a haunted place. You should get this big bonus later. Amel's grouse approached the man sitting alone. Trying to speak kindly despite his cocky and angry heart.


"Excuse me. With David's father?"


"Yes . Why?" Ask the man back in a flat voice.