The Suffering of Si Kembang Village
Surprise in the morning

The distinctive sound of the rooster gushing chest, indicating the day began to trace the morning. The thin wind sneaked in occasionally teasing a lump of body that had just opened its eyes.

Patchouli. Crossed arms hugging his own body. Walk down each staircase in the main house.

Time shows five o'clock in the morning.

"Where's Young Miss going?" A woman dressed in a dress approached when Nilam completed the trail on his last steps.

"I want to water the flowers, Bik."

"But it's still dark outside, miss."

"What's wrong. Those lights aren't off, are they, Bik?" Smiling lightly, wrapping his arms around the ashes, as he strode towards the direction he was heading.

"Yes, no, Miss."

"Alright, then it doesn't matter, does it?"

"But the air's pretty cold, No-"

"The cardigan is pretty warm. Already, Bibik just cook. I'll go to the yard first" Nilam. Then stepped away leaving the middle-aged woman.

Before long, he was standing in front of a yard that was overgrown with various types of flowers. Starting from the type of aglo, orchids, roses of various colors, until the king veitci anthurium who dangled spoiled in the corner of the yard with the size of the leaves almost equal his body. Very neat and neatly positioned. "Umm ... cold." Breathe the air deeply with your arms outstretched.

"I really miss the village" he said.

When a new water hose will be reached, the emban comes back in a hurry. "Someone's looking for you."

Nilam. "Who, Bik?" The twitching of his forehead signified astonishment. It's unusual, suddenly someone came looking for him in a still dim atmosphere.

"I don't know. She's a girl, "he said.

"Women...?" Put the water hose back into its place. "Who is it?" muttered.

Then stepped to make sure, followed by the baby behind him.

Arriving at the main door that has been opened. A woman in a black trouser suit paired with a plain-collared ash t-shirt, with her long hair stuffed entirely into the back hole of the hat she was wearing, stood on her back in front of the porch.

"Sorry, are you looking for me?" asked Nilam with a face.

Hearing the soft voice, the woman turned her body to face Nilam. "Hello, Miss Nilam. Sorry to bother you in the early hours like this" he said with a smile.

Nilam and Bibik exchanged glances, then looked at the young woman who was probably not much different from him, looking curiously.

"Did Miss recognize him?" ask Bibik.

Boost. "No, Bik."

"Of course you won't recognize me. I'm just a messenger who sent someone to pass this on to you." He thrust a piece of paper in the shape of an envelope with a red ribbon knotted around its center.

Which Nilam accepted doubtfully. "What's this?" Flip through those thin things.

"Please open the contents yourself" he said. "I'm sorry then." Thin bending.

"Oh, yes, please. Thank you." Thank you."

"Together, Miss."

After the departure of the lackey, Nilam carefully opened the ribbon knot that tied the blue envelope. Then slowly pull out what is inside.

A letter!

And dress up beautiful.

At seven this morning, I'll send a driver to pick you up.

Don't text or call me.

A surprise awaits you....

^^^Salam....^^^

^^^Gavin ❤^^

Reading the verses of the inscription, Nilam's lips pulled to the side forming a tickling smile.

"Who, Miss?" Kepo the faithful Bibik stood beside him.

Glance at it at a glance while folding the paper. "Gavin, Bik."

"Oh, Young Master Gavin." Aunt mangosteen. "It's just right, Miss is smiling like that" she said.

"Bibik could have," said Nilam chuckled. "Yes, already, Bik, I'm back in the room first."

"Miss doesn't water the flowers?"

"No." Turn around and enter with chuckling lips.

Bibik just giddy. "Young people who are in love, sometimes like weird," he murmured.

With still using a bath kimono, and wet hair wrapped in towels, Nilam was sorting and choosing clothes in the closet, until stacked on his bed.

"Oh, which one, huh? Why are my clothes like this?" She was wearing a dress with both arms.

And on and on, until....

"Here we go. Looks like it fits."

Finally the choice fell on a t-shirt dress in the color of a mocha with the next arm, paddling down with a length slightly past the knee.

After drying his wet hair, pinched slightly the front using a black clasp that is barely visible, because it matches the thick of his hair. Then the rest he just let loose.

For footwear he had a pair of ash-colored teplek shoes with a circular knot that was locked with a hook on the ankle.

Turning around happily looking at his appearance in an oblong mirror the size of his body attached to the corner of the room.

"Alright, Gavin, wait for me" he said with a smile. The natural face without excess makeup makeup looks bright with all its advantages.

Grabbing her sling bag and out of her private room.

"Honey, where are you going, so beautiful so early?" intercept Dalia who just appeared from behind the door of her room.

"Meet Gavin, Mom."

"Didn't you meet yesterday?" dalia Goda.

"Mother ...." Frowning.

Dalia chuckles. The head of her daughter was blown. "Yes, already. There go."

Nilam nodded with a smile. "I'm going, Mom. Breakfast with Gavin."

"Yes, be careful."

"Yes, Mom." Smacked a glimpse of the mother's cheek, then sauntered with excited steps.

Dalia just shook her head while smiling at the sweet behavior of the princess just the wayangnya.

...•••...

As stated in the letter he received, Nilam was now in a car that picked him up. The smile did not leave her beautiful face. Not many questions, which he believes, Gavin has prepared something special for him.

Until a few moments later....

"It's over, Miss."

Graze. "really?" Lifting his body that was originally slanted.

"Yes, Miss. Please down. Sir is waiting for you inside" the driver explained.

"Yes, sir." Then it began to pop out of the door that had been busy. Placing his footprints on that paved pedestal. For a moment he looked around. The place felt foreign to him.

A Penthous.

There's no doubt!

He stepped in with all his confidence. Can't wait to find out what surprise Gavin will give her.

He saw two men with strong stature with black t-shirts tightly wrapped their bodies, both of them, already standing on the right and left side of the main door of the building which is almost three-quarters consists of sheets of glass that are somehow inches thick.

"Please come in, Miss." One of them is inviting.

Nilam just nodded.

After passing through the transparent door, for a moment he looked around. The elegant clear nuances really made his eyes amazed and bewitched. Be amazed!

"Gavin ... What surprise will he have in this place?" To his surprise, he never knew about this kind of asset owned by Gavin. Also two guards who stood upright in front of the door, his lover even always felt uncomfortable with this type of lebay escort.

Then he saw a woman dressed as a waiter approaching him. "Come, Miss come with me."

"Eh? Aye." Yeah." Glimpsed. Then he followed the servant girl who walked first from him.

Passed a few plots. Finally, the two arrived at a room that had been decorated in such a way. With tulip flowers on display in every corner. Also on a table that has been served neatly on it some kind of morning appetizer. Starting from bread and other, omelette, milk and also fresh fruits that complement.

"Please sit down, Miss." Retract one of the chairs that only amounted to two. "Master will be here any minute" he explained.

"Yes. Thank you." Thank you."

Staring at the back of the servant who had begun to be swallowed by the door, Nilam's heart began to wonder. "Why didn't any of them mention Gavin's name?"

Some time struggling with his own mind, until not realizing it, someone has stood towering behind him.

"Gavin!" his screeches. The reflex holds both of the burly wrists that cover his eyes from behind. Then he looked up as the palm began to lift. And that surprise is happening right now!

"Mr Edrick...."

^^^Connected....^^^