Ride Aryan Bed & Dira Season 1-2
Season 1 - 15

The day showed at 07:00.It did not feel like I had wasted an hour just cleaning and arranging all the clothes I was under. It turned out that the time of one hour made my stomach rumble, and asked for food rations by the master.

Usually in Jakarta Dira was the one who always cooked for all of us, but Dira always made a special menu for me. Chicken rica-rica special menu, and it's my favorite food.

"Ah... I want to eat chicken rica-rica made by Dira, does he sell food that right now?" I muttered while glancing at the window, to see if the Dira stall was open.

And sure enough, the Dira stall was already very full of people queuing for food. Is every day like this, does Dira sell clothes like that?

"God! Don't tell me that Dira sold it wearing a satin nightgown? I'm not willing, I have to go there to see firsthand whether Dira wears decent clothes or not!"

I also immediately took a jacket and hat, somehow I imagined the body of Dira who was wearing clothes earlier made me furious. I swear I'll burn that shirt later, if my guess is correct. I don't want Dira's body to be a spectacle of villagers, only I can see that!

I immediately walked around without caring for the queue, I immediately entered and sat at the front. My heart was very relieved when I saw Dira who had changed clothes, even it looked very polite.

"Mas! Lek arep manganese queue, ojok sak enake udelmu nerobos sak karepmu dewe!"

"Mas! If you want to eat in line, do not arbitrarily your navel, use nerobos as you like!" say someone to me. But wait, what language did he speak? I really don't know what he's talking about?

"I'm sorry, can you speak Indonesian?" I'm polite.

"Wong endi mas sampean iki, how not to ero boso Jowo! Wong kokean style ora iso gawe boso jowo, lek pean ngerti boso Indonesia iku mok gawe wong sogeh."

"Whose you are, I don't know Javanese! Most people can not use Javanese style, as long as they know Javanese only for the rich." Oh, my God, I'd go crazy if it was gini, it's Javanese. While I can't be Javanese, how is this?

I was getting nervous, until cold sweat started pouring out. Will I be killed by the locals here, or vice versa? But shortly after, I saw Dira approaching me with a curious look.

"Mbak Neng, this wong is not ero boso Jowo Mbak. Rice in maklumin ae, ketokane wong iki zinc jek bag move. Omah e nok next to iku"

"Mbak Neng, this person does not know Javanese Mbak. So in maklumin alone, it looks like this guy just moved in. The house is next door."

I saw Dira trying to talk to the person, I was a little surprised because Dira was very fluent in speaking Javanese. Where did he learn?

"Bag,"

I was very surprised when Dira patted my hand, it turned out that she was already in front of me. I don't know since when he walked up to me, but clearly, he was right in front of me.

"Yes," I replied in a tone that I was very worried about, so that Dira did not suspect.

"Other times if you want to buy food do not come from serobot? Pity the others, because they are also queuing for daritadi," said Dira softly. It makes me so soft that I'm stunned by it.

"I'm sorry, I just want to sit right in front. The matter of queuing up, I will queue at the end," I replied kindly. Actually I chose the frontmost place, so that I could see what busy Dira when selling.

"Well, if that's it. You have to be quiet, and wait your turn." I just nodded my head, agreeing with Dira's words.

After that Dira went back inside and served everyone, very busy as I saw. If you were my wife, I wouldn't let you work for Dira. Enough to satisfy me, without doing anything else.

It did not feel that everyone was finished, only I was left alone who had not left because it had not received the ration of food. Actually not a ration to eat, but a queue to eat.

"What would you eat?" ask Dira to me. I immediately turned and looked at the menu around, apparently there was my favorite chicken rica-rica.

"Four rica-rica, Ma'am."

I was so filled with that smile, that genuine smile that Dira gave me for free. And somehow I was very upset, when I imagined Dira giving a smile to everyone.

"My mother forgot, the rice is just one centong, the chicken is two spices that are many and do not forget the warm milk," I asked. I was eager to see Dira's expression, whether she memorized my favorite.

And it worked so well when I saw Dira stop smiling, that she was immediately pensive until the sweet smile disappeared instantly.

"Mbak why? How sad does it look, is there a problem?" ask me to pretend, but I really want to know the contents of Dira's heart.

"Mas' speech reminds me of someone, he also really likes my rica-rica chicken. Even your portions are the same, rice one chicken centong him, lots of spices and warm milk." chirped Dira. I was really happy when I heard Dira's words, it turned out that she was very attentive to me, really moved by this heart.

"Oh yes? Is she a boyfriend, or a husband, or what?" askaku while fishing Dira.

"No, he's my brother-in-law. I love him very much, and consider him to be my own older brother. Unfortunately, I can't see him anymore. I really miss my family, and my sister-in-law."

That spoon that I saw from Dira's face, I'm more sure that Dira was forced to leave Wiguna out. Because there is no wind, there is no rain, Dira suddenly disappeared just because of Fani's request.

"Why don't you just go home? If you miss being supposed to go home, why are you torturing yourself." I fancied you once again. But when I asked, Dira immediately approached and gave a plate of rice along with warm milk that I ordered.

"I can't go home, because I don't want them to be selfish." I immediately scrunched my forehead when I heard Dira's words, there is something strange here.

"meaning?"

"Well, I'm going to confide anyway. You want to eat, sorry before." Dira keeps apologizing to me, but I don't mind. Because what I want to know is why Dira left without news.

"Nothing, just tell me I'll listen and not be a bucket." Dira immediately smiled as I said like that, it was nice not to play to see Dira smiling widely because of my temptation.

"Well I'll tell the story, maybe with the story the burden of my mind will disappear. So my husband died just a few months ago, but before my husband died he asked me to marry my sister-in-law. We agreed to refuse because it was not possible, because Arya's sister had a lover." Dira also paused his words that made me angry, and wanted to continue to hear his grief.

"Continue?"

"But Arya's lover misunderstood me, she thought I would snatch her lover. He threatened me if he did not obey, he would try to harm my Mother and Father-in-law if he did not want to obey him. Even he threatened to kill my mother-in-law, if I didn't leave..."

Braaakk

I can't take it anymore, I better stop before I get angry. I don't care about Dira's confused look on her face, because I suddenly hit the table. Who is not angry, if his own lover has such petty intentions. I wanted to throw Fani off to Pluto so she could think straight there, and brainwash her shit.

"Mas kenoa?" tanya Dira was timid. I let out a deep breath, and immediately took off my jacket, along with my hat. That shock was felt by Dira, because from the moment he always babbled and without in Rem in the slightest.

"Sir, Arya!"

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