Anesta And Mahesa
Jakarta

"Eh, what's the boss called?"

"I was told to go to Jakarta, take training"

"Oh, I think there's something special"

"Hahaha, special use telor"

"Here's another telor, Nes"

"Chicken eggs or duck eggs Ris?"

"It is up to you that Nes, who enjoys you too"

"Hahaha, you pervert!"

"Who is perverted? It was indeed Nes" Aris laughed out loud.

"Husss!, you sound the boss!"

In our office, almost all of our staff are young. Even this Aris is still in college. At first he was a waiter at our store. Because he is an achievement, he was appointed as a staff, on condition that he must go to college.

A few times my office friends and I went to hang out just eating meatballs or watching a movie. Usually our bosses come too. Just exclamations anyway.

"Truly Nes, want a month in Jakarta?"

"Yes, he told me so. I prefer it here. How do you know mbak?"

"So you know the boss, ask for a ticket for you"

"We haven't seen you in a month, Nes"

"Well, I'll miss you guys. Especially every Friday, we eat chicken noodles together".

We were all chicken noodle lovers, so we had a special schedule to explore the city looking for chicken noodles that we had never eaten.

"And we miss gathering at your desk for coffee at 3pm"

"Please, I'm staying in the coffee. You guys just do it yourself"

"No exclamation Nes!"

"Because I'm not used to it yet. It'll be a week without me. One month is not long"

"Anyway, we miss you Nes".

"Udah, disperse! Continue to work again. Before I leave, I have to finish my job here"

"Yes, yes Nes!"

Now just talk to Mahesa, later afternoon after work I will convey to him.

****

"Ehmm Sa, I want to tell you, next week I have training in Jakarta"

"What training?"

"It's a new product, the same about the new picture of the company"

"Oh, it's okay. Depart next week?"

"Yes, for a month there"

"Huh!, very long time. What if I miss you?"

"Are you the only one missing?"

"One month is not long because you can even hang out with your friends more often"

"Udah different, they also rarely hang out. I have my own busyness. I think I'm busy with my script"

"For one week I've been coming every day, won't we see a month".

"Hahaha, yes I can".

I love her hair. For this reason, I love to stroke her hair. If I get anxious, I often mess up her hair.

***

I left for Jakarta on Saturday morning from Mahesa to the station, because on Sunday I will go to the head office to confirm the location. I don't want Mondays I still have to look around and get rough.

I think Jakarta is very broad and dense. I also did not memorize the road even though I went to Jakarta several times. But I was in college.

Usually I just go to Jakarta to visit a friend's house or if I go back to my city by boat, I have to go through Jakarta.

When I go home, I usually prefer to take a boat from Jakarta, and to Jakarta I take a train down at Pasar Senen station. I usually arrive at the station at 3 a.m. I have to wait at the station until the sky is clear, after which I will take a bus to the port. The serepot is my home. But I'm happy, because coming home means meeting my mom and my sisters.

Not to mention I have to be on a ship for 3 days. If you are home with friends really happy, there are friends chatting and hanging out on the upper deck while drinking coffee sachets or instant noodles that we have prepared. But if you go home alone it feels 'welcome' . Although I'll finally meet a new acquaintance on the ship. There was even a friend of mine who finally got a girlfriend on the ship.

If you have a lot of money, taking a boat for three days is also fun. You can watch movies, dance at discos or karaoke at the top.

But if students are like me, just listen to people singing even though sometimes the sound is 'devastated' really while drinking coffee. It has become its own entertainment amid the boredom of sailing for three days.

I never carry a lot of souvenirs, because the contents of my backpack are quite dense with clothes, novels, cups, spoons, instant noodles cup, coffee sachets, sauce sauce, seasoning pecels and plastic plates.

I had so much stuff to bring for three days. On board the ship is very expensive. The food is also not good for third class passengers. It's different when we're in first class.

That's why I must bring sauce sambal or sambel pecel to increase appetite. Sometimes my stomach is quite quilled with instant noodles.

I always chose third grade, because a student's pocket like mine was just enough to sleep in. Usually below us is a special deck of machines. So if we sleep will be very felt, the body like shaking.

There was a joke between us when we saw a friend who was sleeping soundly but his body was shaking. "Look at him, sleep still laughing. Don't you see her body wobbling like that?".

Enough about my experience on a boat. One day I will tell you about my experience on the bus for 4 days and 3 nights.

***

While in Jakarta I chose to stay in the mess provided by the company. It is far away from the office. There are also some employees who live in mess, so I do not feel afraid to live in a new place.

Just arriving in my room and laying down in bed, I heard my phone ring. I was thinking maybe Mama or Mahesa was calling. Make sure I'm here and okay. I had no interest in picking up the phone and letting it keep ringing in my bag. I'll call you back later.

I finally fell asleep, exhausted. I woke up because I was so thirsty. My stomach is also starting to sound. I hungry.

Iopen phone. There was a message coming in from Mahesa asking for my news. I'll call him right away. I don't want him to worry.

We didn't talk long on the phone, because besides I was hungry, thirsty and wanted to take a shower. I also don't like to talk on the phone. My habits from before.

I saw a number I didn't know calling me. Uh, wait.I think I know that number. Who yeah?. Twice that number called me. I'm not the kind of person who can memorize numbers.

I just put my phone on my desk, I heard my phone ring. I saw that number again. Out of curiosity I got the call after the umpteenth ring. I'm not used to receiving calls from numbers I don't know.

I felt that it might be so important that this number called me many times. Is this the number of one of the staff in Jakarta who confirmed my arrival for training on Monday?.

"Hallo Anesta, remember me?".

I was surprised, where did he get my phone number?.

"Yes, I remember. How you doing?"

"I'm healthy dong. You must be surprised, I know your new phone number. I got your number from Mom. A few days ago I was assigned there and I kept visiting your house. Mama gave me your new number. He said Saturday you were going to Jakarta"

I let him keep talking, just like he used to. I listen to him talk more often, tell him about anything. I more quietly looked at him with admiration. Because I really like smart men and a little wayward.

"Can I see you tonight, Nes?. There's something I want to talk about, about our past"

Him, the man from my past. The man I once loved so much.

He's the man my mother always expected to marry me.