Pura-Pura Jodoh
Sleep Home

The atmosphere of the morning looks so typical from behind the window in Lula's room. Shy sunlight, condensed glass windows, and the chirping of sparrows out there, accompanied the movement of Lula's hands that were busy tying her long hair. Today Lula, wearing green hair ties, is matching the shoelaces she will wear to go to school.

Lula mende* exhale into the air. His body still felt so tired, his joints were painful due to the fatigue of yesterday's trip with Zola. Lula felt that her rest time last night was too short, she had just fallen asleep, but the sound of the mother's screams had filled the area of her room. Shouting woke her up to shower and go to school.

After finishing her affairs, Lula walked to the first floor, intending to have breakfast with her family members.

But this morning the atmosphere felt so different. He doesn't even find Ben at the table his sister used to sit at.

“Such a big step, Bun? Dad has an impromptu operation huh?” lula asked, as Zahira took a seat beside her.

“No! Tuh look!” Zahira pointed to the back porch, where Rainer and Frans were sitting together.

Lula's view leads to the garden area, when he sees Frans who is tense Rainer clothes. Lula's gaze assessed towards the man. It looks different with knee-length pants and a white T-shirt. While in his hand, tucked a cigarette that still reflects smoke. Lula looked back at Zahira.

“Daddy Frans sleeping here, Bun?” curious investigation.

“Iya. Sleep in your sister's room. Ben was with Zola last night, and this morning left.” Zahira explained briefly.

Last night, after Zola drove her home, Lula did not leave the room anymore. So, do not know if the man came to his house, let alone Ben who went with Zola.

“Actually pick you up! But you're asleep, so you asked her to come home. Uh, because Frans came to your dad's night allowed him to sleep in Ben.”'s room

Lula did not respond she hurriedly took her breakfast as the school entrance hour drew near. “I'll be ushered in by Dad, right, Bun?”

“Try asking your father! They were so excited to talk about it. Ngeselin, your father just until the coffee runs out two cups.” clearly visible expression Zahira who is upset. Lula who was looking was only able to hold back a laugh.

“Gini aja, deh, how if the mother pesenin taxi online only, fear Lula disturb chat daddy with dad.” Lula relented, it was also impossible for her to whine asking for a transfer from school.

“No, let one of them drive you, mother will be more worried if you take a taxi.”

After saying that, the two quietly enjoyed breakfast, leaving the men who were still busy chatting. Regardless of what they were talking about, the two of them looked so serious, unfortunately Lula was unable to steal the hearing of what the two people were discussing.

“Your things have you sorted out, Lula?” asked Zahira, between them enjoying breakfast.

“Numbered, Bun. Again badmood.”

“Then, let your mother take care of your things. Later let's bring Frans.”

Lula put down both spoons. Focus on Zahira. “Mother will often see Lula, right?” Lula is worried when she leaves Rainer's house, and their love for her is gone.

“Iya, mother will visit you if bakery quiet.”

Zahira replies by rubbing Lula's hair, in always being touched every time Lula says that to her. According to him Lula was a pleasant girl, although she was not clever and quick to respond, but the girl was light-handed. Have a soft heart, although if you are relapsing it can be not clear.

“Which bag are you, baby ... when school does not bring a bag?” zahira asked suspiciously when Lula had brought nothing.

Lula grimaced, without sin. “Lost in room, Bun.”

“Just Lula!” Zahira shook her head slowly, “Still young but already senile! You say goodbye to your father there! Let the mother take your bag.”

“Oh, no! Nah! Lula can take it for yourself!” prevent Lula. He didn't want to be caught if yesterday ditched during class time. Better he's late than to be taken by mom.

After successfully retrieving her bag, Lula approached two men who were currently sitting in the park. Lula said goodbye to Rainer who was sitting next to Frans. “Depart first, Yah!” he said, kissing the back of the man's hand.

“What's wrong?” frans timpal.

“Send by father,” replied Lula, without glancing towards Frans.

“Ow. Yes already,” reply the man, light. “Not saying goodbye to Daddy?” she protested when Lula was about to pass.

Lula held back her steps, then looked at the man sharply. “No, Daddy's hand stinks of cigarettes!” lula Sahut. He did not like the nicotine-loving man, it just made the air around him dirty.

“Nih, have Daddy thrown away?” The man put out his cigarette.

“Stay, try kissing Daddy's finger!” lula's orders, insisting on not kissing Frans' hand. "Let's put it on Lula's shirt!"

“Udah let's go!” take Rainer, then look at Frans with a sharp look, annoyed that the man tried to hold Lula, he did not know that Lula could be late to go to school because of his actions. “Remember my talk, Frans!” order Rainer before pulling Lula's hand and taking her away.

Frans just blicked his lips. He is reminded of Rainer's questions, and is forced to admit that his departure to Singapore was only to see Priscilla.

Unfortunately, when the man met Priscilla, asking her why Priscilla had run away on the wedding day, it made her hope disappear. His love, his waiting were all in vain because Priscilla could no longer love him.

Hearing Priscilla's explanation makes Frans realize, if love can not be forced. All this time, the girl had only pretended to fall for him. Consider his activities in bed is a condition of the two establish a relationship.

And that very second Frans gave up, promising to stay away from Priscilla's life. He's convinced himself he can do that.

Seeing Lula's hair tie swaying in step, Frans thought of the important things in her life.

“Not Lula, I'm sure it's not him! He will only be present for a moment!” lirih Frans, smiling wryly. His sense of regret towards the species named woman increased. He had repeatedly disappointed Priscilla and this time he felt all the women were just good at theatrics, all the same pretending to love when in fact they were not.

“Breakfast first, Frans!” the voice of orders from Zahira caught the attention of the man. Not much different from Zahira, even Rainer had suspected Zahira had had an affair with Aslan.