Pura-Pura Jodoh
This Face Again

Today, Frans is so busy with work in the office. He could not leave his duties to Ibnu, considering that what he wanted to do was a large project from the company Pion Group.

The higher the position held by Frans, the higher the responsibilities that must be carried out. Frans struggles to keep up with his previous projects, while finding new clients to work with Pagara's company. Not just for the benefit of the family. Instead, for hundreds of employees who took shelter under the name Pagara.

And today's work was exhausting, Frans had to go out of town to review the land to be done. Not to mention meeting the CEO of Pion Group, until he himself forgot to ask the news of Eyang Ano to Bu Juned.

Eight o'clock and five minutes later, Frans and Ibnu had just arrived at the hospital area. They walked side by side, tracing the hospital corridor. Frans' steps seemed rushed as well as Ibn, they could not wait to meet eyeang, although Frans actually knew at this hour the Eyang was asleep.

“You take Juned home! Tonight I'll sleep in the hospital.” Frans had designed a task for Ibnu, when their steps had arrived at the door of the room of Eyang Ano.

"Ready, sir."

As soon as Frans' hand pushed the door handle, his gaze was treated to Lula's body sleeping on the chair. The girl's hand clasped the palm of Ano's eyes. His head was already on the edge of the bed.

“Since when was he here, Bu?” frans asked, quite surprised to find Lula beside Ano's eyes. If he knew Lula was in the hospital, he wouldn't have come home this late.

Miss Juned himself didn't tell if there was Lula here. So according to him, this is a surprise that can drive away a little fatigue.

“From morning, Sir! At 9 o'clock less a minute, Madam Lula has arrived,” explained Bu Juned.

“Has she eaten?” ask Frans, again.

Miss Juned nodded. “So the mistress had permission to the canteen, he said he wanted to eat.”

After being satisfied with Bu Juned's reply, Frans gestured to Ibnu to drive him home. “Tomorrow don't forget to bring me a change of clothes,” Frans' message before Ibnu and Bu Juned leave.

"Okay, sir," sahut Ibnu. Lula led Bu Juned out of the room.

After making sure the two people had left. Frans moved his legs closer to the chair that Lula occupied. Her net was looking at the eyes and Lula alternately. Then smiled faintly when he saw the knot of hair ties that Lula wore. Her hands were already itching to see Lula's hair looking disheveled. Damn, it did not detract from her pretty side at all.

Frans walked backwards, taking the suit that had been placed on the back of the sofa. Then, close the suit to Lula's body. Actually she wanted to move Lula's body to the sofa. But she was worried that Lula was actually distracted when she did.

Frans looked at Lula's face for a long time, silenced, and repeatedly convinced himself; was it true that I began to fall in love with this little girl? Is what I feel instead of the usual affection for Lula? To be honest, I feel lost. My days feel empty as you move away, La. But is it worth Daddy saying love to you? Don't you deserve a man much younger than me. Not a man your father's age! Frans's current dilemma. Love, but it's hard to express.

Realizing Lula's body movements, Frans slowly moved away from the chair, walked back towards the sofa, then laid her body there. He didn't want Lula to know that he was waiting for her to fall asleep.

Lula looked confused as her eyes opened wide. The smell of perfume that had been smeared made his eyes wide open. He grabbed the suit that covered his body. "Daddy," he said in a soft voice. He tried to find the man's whereabouts, hoping that the man would not expel him.

When Frans fell asleep on the sofa, Lula got up from the chair. She returned the man's suit, by covering it to her husband's body. Her lips smiled knotingly looking at Frans so soundly on the sofa.

I finally saw this face again! Lula heaved a sigh of relief. It's been a week that the man's face has always soiled his mind. Can not be expressed in words, because he himself does not understand his will.

“What has Daddy eaten?! Why didn't you come wake me up?!” suddenly Lula remembered Ano's words this morning. About her husband who often neglects breakfast.

Lula turned her gaze around, no longer finding the existence of Bu Juned in the room. At least if there was a Juned Ma'am he could ask if the man had eaten or not.

“Izin sleeps here huh, Dad! one night only?” Lula monologues, not at all expecting an answer from Frans. He had to sleep in the hospital. There was no way he would leave Ano's eyes here alone.

“Iya! it's there! sleep in the bathroom or in a chair!” Lula pretends to be Frans. Then chuckled as he looked at the plain face of the man. Looks adorable with thin feathers on her chin.

“What's Daddy kangen Lula?” rough breaths Lula did. “I hope when writing answers about exam practice is not wrong to write Daddy's name. Don't laugh!” Lula put on an angry face, then drastically the atmosphere turned sad. “Every time I think of you, Dad! I've convinced myself that this is unnatural! But my heart is so big! I'm confused how? Daddy must have been happy with Aunt Priscilla, right? No papa, I can handle it, although it will probably take a long time.”

“May Daddy be happy huh? Forever with the woman daddy loves. Let Lula be alone, struggling to get rid of this feeling.” After being satisfied to say that Lula started to move away from the sofa, stepping towards the toilet to just wash her face.

While on the sofa, Frans slowly opened his eyes when he heard the sound of the bathroom door closed tightly. Her lips smiled faintly recalling every sentence Lula had expressed.

“He hopes not to write my name wrong on the exam? Is he fucked up too?” frans lips increasingly smile wide, Lula's speech continues to ring in the head.

He hurriedly closed his eyes when he heard the sound of the bathroom door opening. She didn't want Lula to realize she wasn't sleeping. It seemed like he needed the right place to hear Lula's confession.