After Two Decades
Now I Can Calm Down

With a super luxury car, it shouldn't take long for us to reach our destination. However, it was only a mere expectation because Jan's high-speed car was unable to penetrate the traffic jam of this city. We had to wait a long time because we were stuck in a traffic jam that could not be tolerated anymore in these hours. I even watched one by one the cars that were both stuck for hours. Various types of cars are there, from the type of car that I can see the standard of living of the owner. Starting from the ordinary, middle, elite, and upwards class onwards. However, what caught my attention the most was the existence of a luxury car that became the twin of our vehicle. It looks exactly the same from front to back. Starting from the brand, series, until the design color is exactly the same. Similar to a betel in two. I don't know what a coincidence this is. When I asked Jan, he just responded to it as a matter of course. What Jan said was true. There are a lot of rich people in this city, ranging from big officials, top artists, elites, conglomerates and so on. Not only the level of Jan, the level above Jan was a lot. Of course it is not surprising that there is an equally luxurious car in our midst this afternoon. It does not even rule out the possibility of something more luxurious and more expensive. Although what caught my attention was the similarity of the outer design, but yes, just forget about it. It's not very important. At least getting stuck in traffic makes me able to relax a little bit from a lot of things.

***

After a long wait along the road congestion, we finally arrived at our destination. Even though it was late afternoon because we were too long on the road. It's okay, we're still not late.

City offices, located in the metropolitan central area. A place where inmates of various cases serve their time in detention. One of the prison buildings that is overcapacity. That's where we are now. Fortunately, by late afternoon, the visit to the inmates was not crowded. So, we didn't have to wait in line for long at the security desk. Pass some normal procedures, examinations, and so on smoothly. After all, Jan's position in the police department is quite easy on our affairs here. Until my best friend and I sat in a quiet room. A special room separate from the usual room visit.

After a short wait, two prison officers entered the room with an inmate. An old man over sixty years old who was old and weak behind the orange uniform that wrapped his body. However, inversely proportional to that, his face looks so bright and happy when he sees me and Jan.

The prison officer immediately left us after delivering the inmate who was none other than Mr. Roy. Former director of Korp. Masadepan, my foster father, Jan's biological father. He smiled and looked at us both. I stood up from the chair and went straight to the old man. Hugged him. Hugged her in the true sense. I know I'm angry. There is a deep heartache I feel. There was a big disappointment I was faced with. There is a flood of emotions overflowing about what Mr. Roy has done in the past. Logically speaking, it is only natural that for example I hate this old man. However, I never understood with my own feelings, suddenly there was an urge within me to embrace him. Don't know why, the impulse just came. There was haru, pain, and a feeling that I don't know what his name was mixed in the chest. With a broken heart and a cynical face, I actually hugged this old man. I don't know why. He embraced me tightly. I know, really heartwarming and touching for her anyway.

"More!" With a heavy and full voice, Mr. Roy said. "Now, I don't want to apologize anymore. It's up to you whether you forgive or not. You hate it, I don't matter. However, I'm glad you came today. I really didn't expect you to visit me. Thank you, Son!"

I'm mute. Really don't know what to say. Until we slowly let each other go. Then sit face to face on a chair and table provided there.

"Oh my goodness, Ren," said Mr. Roy. "I was still shocked and unexpected, you came here to visit me."

"Well, actually I was also surprised, hearing the news that you gave yourself up" I replied.

"It's been enough that I've been in hiding for two decades, Ren," replied Mr. Roy. "I deserve this punishment."

I'm silent again.

"Oh, yes, Agent Jantoro," said Mr. Roy. "Thank you for visiting me too!"

Jan smiled knot. A meaningful smile that I know very well what it means.

"Sorry, Sir!" politely replied. "Call me Jan."

"Oh, yes. Jan, thank you," said Mr. Roy. "And, Ren, I know there's no way you'd come here just to visit me. I'm sure there's some important business you want to tell me, then you can tell me now. I don't think you're gonna have to wait to see me!"

"Actually," I explained. "I have no business, but my friend. Jan."

"Jan?" Mr. Roy frowned while looking at Jan.

"Yes" I replied. "So morning, we went to the past. To find out about this piece of Jan's parents' story."

"Wait a minute, what's going on?" Mr. Roy is getting confused.

"I've been living with adoptive parents for a long time" Jan said. "I don't know who my birth parents are. So, I asked Ren for help to go back in time and find out who my parents really were."

Mr. Roy was silent. His face is getting wrinkled. Staring at me and Jan.

"Sir," I said in a soft voice. "Surely you still remember about your biological son, during the tragedy of the fire in the hospital."

"That's ... That was thirty years ago, son!" Mr. Roy lowered his head. Sighs.

"Well, my father didn't actually die, and he didn't disappear" I explained.

"You mean?"

I smiled and looked at Jan. Jan said with a full voice.

"That baby .. me!"

"Huh?" Mr. Roy glared. Breath restrained. His face was in heavy shock.

"Right, sir," I added. "The baby survived, and Jan was the one. With the time machine, we see clearly everything."

Jan did not answer again. He got up from his chair and approached Mr. Roy. Mr. Roy himself also rose from his position. So this father and son, hugged tightly. Her weight. A feeling of longing that has been planted for thirty years. A hug that really touched my heart. For the first time in my life, I saw Jan crying. She shed tears on both of her cheeks without a sound. Mr. Roy moreover. Both of them made me unable to see and chose to turn my face away.

"Mr ...." Mixed with sobs Jan sputtered.

"Son, is this really you, son?"

"Mr ...."

They're still hugging. Getting tighter. I understand it once. It is very surprising, for Mr. Roy who thought his baby had died thirty years ago and suddenly this afternoon he found this reality.

"How ... how can ...." Mr. Roy spoke in his hoarse voice.

Slowly Jan let go of the hook. Deck full of emotions that can no longer be explained by anything. My friend sat back in his chair. Mr. Roy did too. Each of them wiped the face that had been soaked by the tears.

"Yes, God," Mr. Roy said hoarsely. "It's really unbelievable ...."

"At the time of the incident" Jan told me. "A doctor saved me. I was rescued and treated at the doctor's home. Eventually they raised me to be their child, took care of me and raised me. To this day, both have returned to the Almighty."

"Geez, how would I describe this happiness. God, I am truly grateful. My son, my son is alive, Lord!"

"That's it, sir. That's why Ren and I came here this afternoon. I really didn't expect it, but I'm also very grateful that my real father is still alive."

"My son, whoever your adoptive parents are. I want to thank them. I will send prayers to them. As my gratitude, for saving my son, and caring for, caring for, and raising him."

Jan smiled haru.

"If your mother were still there" said Mr. Roy in a very sad tone. "And watch you grow up, but baby, son. Your mother is gone."

Jan took a long breath. "It's okay, sir. I realized I had to accept everything with a big heart. At least I still have a father."

"It's sad that I remember it" said Mr. Roy. "Your mother is the best woman I've ever known. It was sad to realize that for the rest of his life he only knew that his son had died in infancy. Unbeknownst to him, that his son is actually still alive."

"It's true, sir," replied Jan. "But we must be open-hearted, accepting all the ordinances of the Lord. Just as I accept the current state of the father."

"I'm sorry, son. Your father was just a stupid old man who was too ambitious, so missteps and regretted for a lifetime. Look now, languishing in prison. I hope you're not ashamed of having a father. .. killer."

"I'm ashamed if my father is not responsible" Jan said.

"Sorry," a prison officer appeared from behind the door. "Time of visit is over."

"Well, sir," Jan's father looked politely at the officer.

Another officer came and went in to pick up Mr. Roy. It is polite to tell us that Mr. Roy should return to the detention room. Before being taken, Mr. Roy looked at us full of days.

"Until here's our meeting today, son!" said it. "Thank you for bringing me this good news. After this, my days here will be filled with happiness, relief, and gratitude. To you, Ren, thank you for visiting me, thank you for finding my biological son. You are my son too. You two are my children. Thank you very much, son. Now I can relax."

I smiled faintly. Jan smiled haru. Then Mr. Roy was taken out by the two officers.

"Ren," Jan rose from his position. "Thank you so much for all your help, now I can relax."

I took a long breath. "Thank you back, buddy. You've given me many valuable lessons. Also, now I can relax."

***

Towards dusk, we left the building. Drive down the road to go home. Jan's parents' business is done. A story full of surprises, distrust, and heartwarming reality with a complex path. But it all ended perfectly. Now we can calm down.

Then my next business is, the director of the company.