Among the Million Love
Chapter 5 ~On the Beach

"Who, Ti?" My toot.

"Same man as back then, ma'am." Answer Tati.

Owe,mas Dika. Thought.

"Mas ?" I called out to a man who was standing leaning against a hospital pole. Dika turned his head, developing his smile at me. I like that!

"Mas Dika, what's up here?" Manyau approaching.

"Want to see you, are you busy?" Ask Mas Dika.

"Hem, no. I'm free, there's a schedule of checks."Clearly, the man before me smiled with a nod of his head.

"We're going for a walk, yuk? Can you?" Bring along.

"Heuumm, Dysa's gonna clean up Dysa's room first. Dika wants to come?" Take me.

"Can?"

"By, dong." I took his hand to follow my steps.

Inside my messy room and also the white coat I let loose on the sofa side of this room.

"This is my room, hehe. Messy huh?" Actually shame. What kind of girl are you? The room is a mess like a chicken coop! So remember Mama's nagging.

"Heuum, fragrant but chaotic. Seeing this like a bird house, Dys." The Opinion of Dika. Just like Mom said.

"Yes right, fortunately not in my house. If only this were my room, mama would have been tearing, Mom." I said honestly, the books that were arranged upside down on the shelf, the patient data file sheet that I just opened and read. Everything is still not neat in place. Unimaginable when mama saw this, it was certain that her tidiness soul thrashed.

Hahaha, Mama~

"Where are you going, Mas?" I asked while tidying up my white coat on the sofa.

"Go ahead, we'll find a place." His answers.

"Okay, yuk! There's less than 3 hours left, Mas."

We left, after I had left my room with Tati. In the car driven by Mas Dika, only the sound of musical instruments was heard. Richard's pianist, his favorite musical instrument.

The man who is usually always cheerful when meeting me, this time looks grim. I want to ask, is there a problem? Or something that makes her heart break?

I let it go, maybe he's on thrush or just wants to be quiet. I opened my photo gallery, looked at the photo albums of past memories with him.

"Mas, do you remember when we went to the island of the Gods three years ago?" Take a photo of those memories.

"This, look. It's funny, I also remember when your sister took us to the ground. Hahihih..." I'm still laughing remembering it.

"This too, when the photo with your mom and dad. Uh, I want to repeat that." I keep taking dozens of old photos.

"Yuk, down. Leave all your luggage in the car." Saying,

"What's the matter, Mom?" Ask wonder.

"Just according to." In short, I obey.

Walking along the edge of the ocean, the pounding waves swept over my walking shoes. The waves hit my material pants and felt warm to the heels of my feet because it was a bright afternoon sun. Although the heat sting was felt at the top of the head, but the wind that hit between the rising mangrove trees refreshed the atmosphere.

My lover clasped my finger, walking hand in hand. Right next to a hut, I asked him to take a break. My feet even felt hot despite being wrapped in my white flat shoes.

"The beach is beautiful seen from here, this is my first time to the beach in broad daylight like this. But how come the beach is deserted, huh?" I opened the subject.

"Yes, because this is indeed we came to this beach at the wrong time, in a hot afternoon like this." The answer.

"Yes right, I was wondering why you thought of coming here on this hot day." My speech.

"Yes" the person next to me gave a brief bribe, then lowered his head.

"Yes, what? Haha. It's weird!" I chuckled amusedly with a bad answer from him.

"Yes, you're right. Though the beach is beautiful, it's just that we're here at the wrong time." - Mas Dika.

"He em, should find a favorable time. For example, in the morning so we can see the beautiful sunrise, or more in the afternoon and we can enjoy the sunset. So, we can enjoy the beauty of the beach doubled." I closed my eyes, imagining seeing the sunrise and sunset across the sea.

"Just like me." Her speech.

"Huh? Meaning, Mas?" What is like you? Be ngawur him.

"Just like me who comes to someone's heart at the wrong time. It was as if I was waiting for the sunrise or sunset at noon like this. It's still a while while we're just a little, just until two o'clock. Aye right?" Said Mas Dika.

Listening to every word that came out of his mouth, I think there was something strange there. Butwhat?

"Oh yeah, two o'clock! I have to go back to the hospital. What time is it, Mom?" While my cell phone and my belongings were left in Dika's car.

"Yourhift..." Mas Dika only snorted when I asked what time it was.

"Mass? What time is it?"

"Heum, maybe eleven o'clock more. Later when the time has come, then I will hear the azan from the surau there." He pointed at the surau near the beach.

Oh yeah, that's right too. Why did I just see there's a mushola nearby. Hehe...

I moved from my seat,

"OK, eat yuk mas. I'm hungry."

No answer from him, he got up and took me to a place. In front of a large yard seemed to spread the queue of fishermen tote their sea results.

"We eat fish?" I nodded willingly.

Long time no fresh fish directly from the source. It's gonna taste more sweet, uhh delicious. Imagine the meat of fish that is dense, soft, and sweet because it is so fresh.

Sitting glazed on a mat under a shady coconut tree with the roof of the tent open, the atmosphere was soothing, relaxing, even the breeze of the sea breeze brought my body to lose its taste and gradually wanted me to lie down casually.

Come a mother brought some processed seafood dishes, one of which processed grilled fish with a distinctive aroma of embers furnace, basil, and butter make my hungry stomach languish increasingly struggling.

Move some of the grilled fish meat sweet-sour seasoning into my plate, then devour it slowly. Tasty matchless, taste paradise times huh?

"Well, it feels so good, Mom."

"Hehe, good or hungry again?" Mas Dika chuckled.

"Heu, both anyway. But it was delicious, really. Just try!" My speech.

My portion of food as a woman can be said to be over the limit, some clean dishes were left because of my actions. In fact, this guy in front of me only ate a few mouthfuls.

I've understood him, every time we eat together only I eat the most voracious of all the menus he ordered. As a woman, I'm not the type to limit my eating. All the nutritional intake I face because it has become my daily nutritional needs.

"You want that ice cream?" Again dika mas offered snacks that passed in front of me. I can do anything but nod. Then the ice cream cup was in my grasp in an instant moved into my stomach.

"Mas, come back yuk." I might be obese if I sit here.

"You want to go straight or pray first in the surau?" My toot.

"Trong first." The answer.

When in the surau page, the prayer service is over. We split between the male and female wudu. From behind the curtain, there was a sound of Dika becoming a prayer priest. Immediately I adjusted the movements of the prayer to become his makmum.

On the way home, I looked at the face of the man beside me who was shining brightly because of the water that was gushing fresh. In fact, his wet and disheveled hair made him look even more handsome.

"What's looking at me like that?" Turns out he realized.

"Hihihi, shame me. Duh, get caught, right."

"No." Mouths gouging.

Silent.....

"Dys?"

The call made my neck look up,

"Yes?"

"Maybe we'll rarely see each other again." He spoke suddenly and without any definite expression.

"Heumm, why?"

Being quiet...

"Why, Mas?"

"Mas will go." The answer.

"Where is it?" My toot.

"Away." Answer's short.

"Alahhh, the most duty outside the city. That's not a problem for me." I said, I've been ranked like this before.

"I'm not afraid of the times, after all we rarely meet. Most like this once every two weeks. Oh yeah, Mas. If you want to come to the hospital say I used to. Fears, you came just as I had a check schedule, it's getting complicated." My speech.

"Ehhh, stop! It's here, it's here. Oh yeah, remember! Do not distance, you know. I forgot my way home again. Haha." Yeah, I'm the rumil now.

"No joking around. Yes already, yes. Work spirit, Mas." Not yet fully the car door opened, my movements halted as he called my name.

"Borrow your cell phone." I handed him over, he seemed to press and slide my phone screen.

"We're taking a selfie, yuk?" He was excited, raising the height of my phone with his right hand. While I close my body and embrace his shoulder,

The czechrekk! One moment was captured.

"Now, the cell phone." I grabbed.

"Okay, it's been a mas." Not fully my left foot out of this car, again Mas Dika stopped me.

"What song?" Much

"Hug me dong." Spoiled whine.

"Oh, ngeselin!" I pulled open the door of her car and hugged her body. It felt as if his warm embrace was tightening on my body,

"Have you?" Then he loosened his embrace.

"It." And let go of his embrace.

"Okay, remember don't go too far. I'll cry later, you know. Ngosek in the room, hahaha." Gurauku.

Let's see, how far did you say 'away' Mas? How long does it take to 'go far' you say, Mas. Haha....

One more question, *wasn't it your agenda*pan to go that far?

My heart tickles.