Buntara Rindu
Section 3

"Gue have to answer now?"

"If you can, yes. If you can't, it's up to you. I won't make it."

Love is not carelessly anchored. He will find his own master. Love is a sacred feeling that arises from within, and certainly cannot be forced.

"But I'm not going out yet."

Saka's refusal made Rosi chuckle. A second later it turned serious.

"Naif.." murmured Rosi. "Gue can give you warmth if you want. Or whatever it is." Rosi scanned Saka's body which is fairly athletic with a height of about one hundred and eighty centimeters, nose sharp, with eyelashes that are too pliable for the size of men. "Since I first entered college, I have ngincer lo," the girl bursts out, half sneering.

"Gue unplug first!" Saka snatched his watch and smartphone from the nightstand, and rushed off.

"Wait!" Rosi's call brought Saka to a standstill. A second later the man looked. "Lo fucked me! You have to take responsibility!"

Tubs are battered by lightning. Saka's mind floated. Is this woman joking around by asking Saka for responsibility. He asked Saka to marry him?

"Isn't that?" Saka is still confused to face Rosi who is considered a woman who can indeed be invited to have fun without using feelings.

"Not... But I want you to think about my offer again. I'm serious!"

Rosi is beautiful, amazingly beautiful in fact. Of course he dreams of all men. But not with Saka. He is deliberately reluctant to commit before he actually falls in love with a woman.

"okay." Saka went out of the hotel room leaving Rosi just like that.

The man of Chinese descent was relieved, as he finally managed to escape Rosi. For the last time he stared at the door of the room earlier which had the number two one one. Saka walked fast. Surely his car is still at the nightclub because Saka can be sure to leave it there.

However, his steps stopped when his phone vibrated, he only realized if last night he silent the device. The moment he opened it, the man was shocked to find out there were over twenty missed calls.

"Hallo, Sak! Where are you going?" There was a sound of relief from Oki when after hearing Saka's voice.

"Gue's at the hotel, but I don't know what the hell this hotel is." Saka was still walking between the hallways of the room to the elevator.

"Thank God elo survived. Lo, back spout! We've got the car."

"What's wrong, anyway?" Saka wondered why he was separated from his two best friends. Though clearly between Oki and Dika, certainly Saka drank the least. But why did he end up sleeping with the woman in the hotel.

"Lo went with Rosi. He said, when we wanted to take you back, and since then we've lost track of you."

Saka fell silent, then hung up the phone.

The man ordered an online taxi to return to his rented home not far from his campus in West Jakarta.

While in the car, Saka was still stricken with extreme drowsiness so that he unconsciously fell back asleep.

"Mas.. has reached the point." The voice of the online taxi driver made Saka's eyes blink and wake up.

"Eh... Is it there, sir? I didn't wake up to sleep."

"No papa, Mom. It seems that Mas is tired," replied the driver who looks like a middle-aged man.

After handing over the online taxi fare, Saka got off right at the gate of her rented house door. He saw that the SUV he owned was already parked there.

"Good... Oki and Dika are smart!" muttered Saka while dragging his rented gate to enter. However, suddenly Saka's movements stopped when he heard the soft voice of a woman who called out the name 'cake'.

"Kue... Cake.... "

Saka turned his head, he saw a woman wearing a brown veil peddling market snacks, her right hand holding a medium-sized round tray, while her left hand carrying a small bag.

For a while Saka stared at the beautiful girl with fair skin about one hundred and sixty centimeters in height approaching him.

"The cake, Mas." The woman offered her merchandise to Saka. But the man just fell silent and still stared at the brown veiled woman and continued walking past him.

"Mom! The cake!" shout Saka.

The woman stopped and turned her face towards Saka, and walked back to approach the man standing up.

"Come in first, Ma'am!" Saka opened the gate of his house. While the woman looked embarrassed and hesitant following Saka into the porch of her house.

"Put it on the table Ma'am, I'd be picky." The woman obeyed Saka's words, and placed her merchandise on a round table on the porch of Saka's house.

Surely Saka chose some snacks market that, including lemper, mud cake, there is also a lumpia typical of his hometown Semarang, Semarang, which can arouse a sense of longing with the city that has received several awards as the cleanest city, several times, no wonder indeed because Semarang managed to get the award as one of the cleanest tourist cities in ASEAN by ASEAN Clean Tourist City in the period 2020 – 2022. Semarang is also the only city in Indonesia that has won the Adipura award 6 times in a row since 2012.

"Gee ... There's lumpia. I miss my city."

The woman seemed to be an enthusiastic and uncomfortable meeting with Saka, but she opened her conversation with Saka when the man mentioned the name of the capital of central Java.

"The Semarang?" A soft sound swung greeting Saka's ears.

"Yes, Mother. Trisakti's son, huh?" ask Saka.

"Kok Mas know?" The woman frowned in surprise. It is certain that the girl does not know many people in her boarding area. And incidentally his boarding mother also sells cakes in the market, so he offered to join in peddling cakes made by the boarding mother just to get extra money.

"Yesterday my car hit Mommy."

The woman smiled. Really Saka never looked at a smile as beautiful and sweet as that of any woman. The face of the woman in front of Saka was too shady, making her comfortable to be close to him.

"The white pajero. Mas apparently." the girl glanced towards the car parked in front of the house.

"By the way the Semarang guy is too?" ask again.

"Yes... Just one week away, Mas. Make a lecture."

Saka was very enthusiastic. Because this woman also came from the same city as herself.

"Semarang e ngendi, Ma'am?" The sound of Javanese accent came out of the mouth of Saka, whereas all this time he always buried deeply in the dialect and Javanese language, while in Jakarta because he felt it was very kampungan.

"Procedure, Mom."

"Gee... Deket, Ma'am. I'm the Tembalang area."

"Oh... The same deck of UNDIP, huh, Mas?" ask the woman again.

Saka nodded, his eyes not separated from the face of the beautiful woman in front of him.

"Synthetic namine, Ma'am?" ask again.

"I'm Missing."

"Hindu.... " Saka muttered softly, but could still be heard by Miss.

"Pantes why, Mas?"

"His face is kangen." Saka tried to throw the jokes of the fathers which of course made Miss smile.

"My name is Saka, Ma'am. Ma'am can you every sale call my name in front of the gate. I will definitely buy."

Miss just nods, her hands stall moving open the bag, take the plastic white crackle, and enter the snack that Saka chose earlier.

"Eleven thousand, Mas."

Miss reached out her hand to hand the plastic over to Saka.

Saka took out his wallet and took out twenty thousand and handed the money to Miss.

As Miss is about to open the wallet, and take the nine thousand change for Saka, the man refuses her change.

"No need, Ma'am. Let the change be for Embak Miss."

"Eh... I can't, Mas. I'm afraid of being a habit." Longing to take the change and leave it to Saka. The brown hooded woman paid Saka a farewell and left from Saka's rented porch.

For a while Saka was stuck, until Miss was completely lost from her sight.