After Two Decades
About Jan

When the sun rose high that morning, I was preparing to leave the foreign island. I finally made a decision. I'm going back to my hometown, picking up a fate I shouldn't have avoided. Accept all risks and consequences that may later occur.

After getting ready and making sure no one was left behind, I set off. With the same plane and pilot that brought me to this island a day ago. And also with the same partner, my best friend Jan. It's just that last night I was with Jan disguised as Kaka Danu, while today I'm with the real Jan, no longer undercover. To be honest, Jan is the most perfectionist I've ever known. This morning he gave me an amazing surprise that left me in deep thought. Blow up expectations that have been building for four months. Bum, suddenly everything turned out. It turns out that the Kaka Danu I've been meeting all this time is Jan. It turned out that he had been tracking me from the beginning. It turns out that my hiding has been found out easily. It turned out to be useless that I did all the anticipatory measures to avoid being tracked by the people who were looking for me. It turns out that everything was in vain. Because in reality, I can't run from Jan. An elite intel cop who has known me this well even since the time we haven't been good at reading and writing.

All this again is a twist of the groove that goes beyond my reasoning. Jan did everything so neatly. Measurable, trained and professional.

"So, actually last night I didn't really go home" said my best friend when we were on the bench in the cabin of the plane. On a flight leaving an unnamed island in the Moluccan Sea. We flew to Sabu Raijua first to exchange planes. Because there is no way this Kaka Danu seaplane we take home.

"So?"

"I slept downstairs," he replied casually as he held back a laugh. "I woke up early, and I let go of all my disguises. Get into your room as Jan, and that's how I surprised you."

"Basic," he said. "Oh yes, so for four months I was in Sabu Raijua who I thought was familiar with Kaka Danu, it turns out I have not even met the real figure. I don't think it out."

"Not really," Jan denied. "Actually you've met the real Kaka Danu without you knowing."

"really? When?"

"The old man I called to replace you at Good Grandpa's house. The person who is currently taking care of the family. Remember that? Well, he's the real Kaka Danu."

"Aah!" I patted my forehead full of wonder. "You can play me!"

"The last one was Kaka Danu's own idea. He volunteered to stay with Good Grandpa."

"Nothing, at least it's better. I just didn't think, I felt really cheated."

"It's easy to fool you, pal. You're a smart, meticulous man, but here we see your heart condition affecting your instincts and instincts."

"Well, I hope next time I can be more careful, so as not to be fooled twice."

"From me? Heh, don't dream, my friend!"

I don't say it anymore, choosing to laugh. Jan was too.

For a moment the cabin of the plane was filled with laughter. Until it finally went back to quiet once my laughter subsided.

"Ren, can I tell you something?" Jan suddenly asked in a serious tone. Contrast with the atmosphere earlier when he was full of joy and jokes. I was a little surprised, what's wrong?

"I will always be willing to listen" I replied firmly.

"I want to take you to the past once again" said Jan.

"Huh?" I was stunned for a moment.

"I see, just hearing the time machine will make your feelings disturbed. I understand, but I'm just taking you to accompany me to go to the past. To a time I would love to go."

"Well, it doesn't really matter" I replied. "I know it's kind of hard to accept reality, but I have to try to make peace with the facts. But what's up? What story do you want to tell?"

"It's like your story is my friend" replied Jan. "About the old man."

"Old man?" I was dumbfounded again.

"Honestly, I didn't really know who my real parents were."

"Huh?" I glare. "But ... But not ...."

"No, buddy!" cut Jan straight out. "Bring my father and mother all you know, only foster parents. While my real parents don't know who."

"But why did I just find out?"

"I'm sorry, maybe after being friends for thirty years, I just told you today. Because before, I thought there was no importance in telling you that. After all, since childhood you've met my parents a lot. Not one bit do you think that they're just foster parents. Time passes by quickly until we grow up. I've forgotten that too. However, ever since the time machine came along, I thought about it again and found hope to know who my real parents were. I want to go to the past to find out. But, unexpectedly, something happened to you. You got word that your father left murdered, and you're determined to find his killer with a time machine. Therefore, I broke my intentions first. Let your business be done first, and then I. That's why, I'm heartily fighting with you to save Prof. Ram."

"Well, we have our own life motivations, which bring us together."

"Time machine is finished, we go to the past. I thought the business would be done there, but it was a big surprise. You have to accept the harsh reality that your real father was killed by your own adoptive father. I can already guess you're going to disappear. Or at least shut yourself up. And yes, you go far. I have to be patient, keep my intentions even longer. So, I guess now's a good time to tell you."

"Stranquilo, my friend!" I put my hand on my best friend's shoulder. Patting his shoulders slowly. "My mission is done now, all the wounds and grief are the remnants of the consequences that I have to endure on my own. I promise, I'll keep you company until your business is done."

"Then, how about your parents? Why don't you know them and instead live with foster parents?"

"My foster father was a doctor, you know that, right?" Jan started to tell a story. "Thirty years ago, he and his wife got married. However, after a long marriage, they were never given a baby. And after being examined, my adoptive mother turned out to be unwell. He suffered from a disease that could not get offspring. It was sad, but they stoicly tried to classify it. Well, my foster father was a doctor who worked at the hospital where I was born. Thirty years ago, the hospital was in a terrible fire. While in it, many newborn babies. One of them is me. In the fire disaster, a doctor saved me. He took me home to help. While the hospital was severely damaged, many fatalities were in the fire, ranging from parents to newborns. For a few days, the doctor who saved me was looking for who my parents really were, maybe they survived the fire. However, because it took too long to find it, they finally decided to raise me as a child. From then on, until they both died, they always loved me like their own son."

I'm speechless. I listen without knowing what to say.

"I love them too, but I'm still curious about my real parents. So that's it, I'd love to come to the past. Just at the time of the fire, just to find out who my real parents were. Perhaps they survived and are still alive today. Or maybe they didn't survive, at least .. I can at least see his face."

"May you be steadfast" I said. "I used to curse myself, why is my life like this? I never looked at my mother's face. My mother died giving birth to me, only my father has been with me since childhood. It was only a decade later, after which my father also left. I felt so miserable, without me realizing that my best friend was worse than that."

"That's how life goes, buddy!" greet Jan while smiling. "It is always full of surprises, which are heartwarming or painful."

"Sorry, Jan," as I was. "If I may ask, why did you ask me to accompany you? Can't you take Fitri?"

"Oh, yeah, about that ...." Jan smiled immediately. His voice changed drastically.

"Actually I did want to invite Fitri to go to the past," he explained. "But I canceled the intention, because something happened a month ago."

"Something's going on?"

"Guess what?" Jan semringah's. "So, three months ago, Fitri and I went to the doctor for a check-up. Dan, Fitri ... Fitri positive pregnant."

"Well, man or woman?" Spontaneously the sentence came out of my mouth unconsciously.

"Did?" sergeant Jan while dumbfounded. "Buddy, Fitri just got pregnant, three months ago. Not giving birth!"

"Eh?" I scratched my own embarrassed head. "I'm not focused, Jan. And, yes, I'm glad to hear it."

Jan laughed off. Then he said, "Well, that's why I canceled my intention to invite Fitri. I'm afraid something's going on with her and the fetus she's carrying, she'd better get some rest, right?"

"Yes," greet me. "The wards should not be used by pregnant women, can be harmful to the womb."

"That's why I'm taking you, buddy!"

"Well, no problem. Now I can't wait for the birth of your baby, Jan!" enthusiastic say.

"There are six months left" replied Jan. "Eh, but why?"

"Yes, I can't wait to see how the next generation Jantoro was born, and then grew up. He would be as good as his father!"

"Well, right, I wish that too!"

"Later in the future, he will replace you as an elite secret agent." I'm saying.

Jan laughed. I am too.

"What about yourself?" ask Jan suddenly.

Instantly my laughter broke off. I stared blankly at my friend.

"How does that mean?" tanyaku—pretend not to understand.

"What about your next generation, buddy? What about Renato Junior, who will be with my son in the future? I'm sure he'll be as successful as you are, right? But how?"

"Ehm, how is it?" I exclaimed haggardly while acting confused.

"Ren," said Jan seriously. "Married!"

"Jan, can we just talk about something else?"

Jan laughed laughingly while I let out a lazy sigh.

"Alright, mate. I'm sorry, but you're so stubborn!"