
"Are you awake?"
Arthur's surprised. It turns out that he is currently in a simple house and lying on the sofa of the living room of Mia's house.
Inayah and Mia looked worriedly at the face of the Caucasian man.
"Nay, don't-don't this bule can't speak Indonesian!?" guess Mia made Arthur so want to prank the two women different age.
"What's your name, Mister?" ask Inayah in English.
"Arthur! My name is Arthur!"
"You were, um, what's the English for a cat?" Inayah seemed confused to explain to foreign men who look innocent too plain when only cassing.
"What's happened to me?"
Inayah scratched her head.
"Hiks. If the school time of Miss Lala's subjects I focus on, can definitely cas cus answer this confused bule question!" muttered Inayah dizzy herself.
"Bule confused?"
"Duhh, Mak... confused Nay is clear!"
"Oala Nduk! Especially Mom? Moso' are we nodding?!"
Spontaneous Arthur laughing.
This is suspicious.
"Hey, you! You must know what I said just now, right? You must be running away from responsibility!"
"A_what?" arthur was surprised and answered immediately.
"You hit a cat on the street! Died on the spot and we buried him properly."
"Sorry, Miss! Is that cat Miss?"
"Ha, right? I had a feeling you could speak Indonesian. You are too brave to drive your own car if you cannot speak Indonesian. Not my cat, but even if it's just an animal, we have to take care of it properly and bury it properly."
"thank you. Thank you very much."
Arthur's looking for something.
"Search what? Your car keys? Here, Mister. We only brought car keys. Directly locked without opening the car and carrying your belongings in the car."
"Thank you very much."
Arthur was satisfied and pleased. He thought he would lose everything. Like what happened five years ago. When he was also in almost the same condition, fainted from shock and fear of seeing blood. All of his property was lost including his money and his laptop. They left only an empty wallet and his weak self after waking up alone in the car.
"Where is my car parked?" ask Arthur to Inayah.
"On the side of the highway there. Don't worry, your car's safe, my sister's keeping it there."
"It's a warm sweet tea. Master drink first, let there be more energy and can continue the journey." Mia comes carrying a tray of warm sweet tea for Arthur.
"Once again, thank you so much? I'm sorry, Mom, if I were to bother you."
Mia smiled as she shook her hands signalling that she was unencumbered.
Arthur is thirsty. A cup of sweet tea delicious toilet He drank without pause let alone rest.
His eyes looked around.
The house looks empty and looks like a pile of cardboard items that are ready to be packed.
"Why... is it like moving?" ask with high curiosity.
"We're moving out tomorrow morning."
Arthur looked at Inayah's cute face.
"Moved? Oh.. You guys seem to be busy, but I'm really a burden."
"Yes, indeed!" answer the spontaneity.
"No, not really. Hehe... I'm sorry, Mister, my daughter is a little jutek. Hehe..."
"Inay is upset, Mom, this mister seems to have no remorse for hitting a cat to death!" sukut Inayah made Mia immediately pinch Inayah's hand.
"Just be wild. Especially he's bule! Must know the manners and way of life to socialize in this village! Not the same as in his country that is free to do things as he pleases!"
Arthur looked deeply into Inayah's eyes.
"How old are you, little boy?"
"Hey, Mister! Is your age the same as the age of my late Father to call me 'Little Child'?"
This guy looks angry. Even though Arthur is a handsome adult boule, it turns out Inayah does not like the character that seems arrogant since the first meeting.
Arthur also seems to be less like Inayah who he considers young people smell too arrogant for the size of his age that Arthur is still a dozen.
"Sorry Mom, how old is this mother's daughter? Why is his words so bold to me who is much older than him. Have you graduated from SD and been sitting on the Junior High School bench?"
"Geez! Mister is mocking me? This year I'm 18!"
"What?!? Eighteen years???"
Arthur's surprised. Her round golden brown eyes made Mia smile.
Arthur again looked at Inayah's face which was seen drowning in her oversized headscarf. It looks like an SD child.
Inayah straightened her body that was sitting a bit down.
"This is the body posture of an SD child?" his grunts there is a sense of annoyance but a little ge'er because it feels considered cute by foreigners who he nicknamed 'Bule Kesasar' it in the heart.
Arthur didn't see his phone because the magic flat object was in the car. If only his phone was in his hand and pay attention to google map, he said, surely Arthur will not be as reckless as this interaction with the people closest to Amelia who is indeed He is looking for information about the prospective artist.
"I'm sorry, I can't tell which SD girls' bodies are different from those of girls who have finished High School. Sorry, Mother! Oiya, I'm permission to leave. You better come with me to the car. There's a little bit of return for Mom's kindness on me."
Mia looked up.
"No need, sir! It doesn't need to be like that. We in the village used to live helping each other and helping each other. Please do not be a burden on what we do. It's just a little help."
"No, Mother. I have to pay Budi both this Mother and Miss. Come on, let's go ahead!"
Arthur pulls Mia's wrist which Inayah intercepts.
"Mr Bule is a very independent rue! Please don't treat my mother like your maid!" hardik Inayah made Mia criticize him.
"Mak! This Bule is crazy, Mom! Why does Mak seem to take care of her feelings, while she does not take care of our feelings at all?"
"Sir! The guest is king. We are obliged to take care and respect as long as he is courteous to us."
"What's polite? She's shaking Mom's hand. That's not polite. Especially if we are also new to know. It could be a mobster, a trafficker, an international kidnapper, or it could be a psychopathic surgeon selling human organs!"
"Wow, bravo! Miss has a very high ability of imagination. There's a chance that Miss will be a cabaret artist in five to ten years' time!"
Arthur smiled broadly. The more the spirit of Inayah who looks more cute in his eyes. Especially when knowing Mia tends to defend him rather than defending Inayah who is her own child.
Arthur was happy. Mia followed him until the parking lot of his car. While Inayah pursed her lips ogah drove the bule song away.
"Bye bye, thank you so much Miss cute!" he said with a cry.
The man opened his car door and checked all the items inside.
"Hm. Good too, still intact!" her murmur made Mia nod.
"InshaAllah is safe here, sir!"
"Mom!"
Mia turned to the rice stall where Rama was waiting for Arthur's car.
"This. To thank me."
Arthur gave Mia five pieces of money fifty thousand.
Mia backed off and refused. Rama approached his mother.
"No need, Mister! Goodbye and be careful on the way!"
"Ehh?!? How can I be like this?" he felt he did not understand. Usually it is precisely the Indonesian people he knows very fond of getting money in return. Even they were impressed to wait for time for Arthur to immediately spend money from his wallet.
"Please, Mister. Have a nice day."
Mia and Rama looked at each other. Rama hugged his mother's shoulder while raising his right hand, codifying the passing vehicle to slow down as they prepared to cross the road.
"Hm. It turns out there are also good Indonesians and not double eyes. Mercifully. I think now my Papi's country is in a critical state of good people. Hm."
Arthur started the engine of his car. He immediately opened his smartphone screen and...
"Hey?! Thisikan..Amelia's hometown!" after looking at the google map.
Arthur shuts down his car engine and observes a picture of the location of Amelia's parents' home address that he got from the person he gave the task of finding information about Amelia as much as possible.
"Hey!... This is the alley of his house!!!"
Arthur got out of the car.
He was happy because he was finally able to be right on the path to the house of Amelia who was in the village.
Arthur followed the directions of Miss google map.
He crossed the street and re-entered the alley of Mia's house.
"Hm?!?" he began to suspect.
Arthur continued to walk slowly. Adjusting to the directed instructions.
And...
"This, this is Amelia's parents' house?!?" he cried in disbelief. Because obviously share loc address given is the house of middle-aged mother who just helped him.
Kriee...
"La? Why are you back again?"
"I_this is really Amelia's parents' house???"
Now Inayah's face looks pias.
Whay?!? Do you think that this boule is Mas Lukman's family's man to pick us up???
...SERIATE...