Bang Ojek I Love You
Red Rose

"Kowe is not dear, ning natane kowe ilang .. "dendang Randy even though with a typical hoarse voice dragged by the ear drum he was so confident singing.  The handle of the broom also changed its function to an impromptu guitar. His body is also wrapped around a snake dancer.

"Kunyuk ... very noisy lo!" rizal shouted, who had just come out of the bathroom, to approach Randy just to shake his head.

"What a brother!" Randy sulks about to reply to Rizal's toyoran but chores when he catches the wrong slide from his brother.

"Why lo bang? tangled was very mukanye," asked Randy, then casually sat down beside Rizal without continuing his ritual life. He carefully observed the young man who was four and a half years two months six hours older than him.

"Aren't you supposed to work yak?" Randy scratched his non-itchy head.

"Gue can't work, Nyuk!" exclaiming Rizal while breathing heavily.

"Why Bang?"

"My Yo-jek account is blocked, like this time I will be cut off as a partner, Nyuk," complained Rizal with a bright view imagining the possibility of bad that seems to be coming true.

"Kan who at that time was not wrong brother, brother was just nolongin ajambret aja sampe nelantarin customer. It's only been ten minutes, anyway," 

"This time it's a different case, Nyuk. I got angry with my customer, Nyuk!" clearly Rizal.

"meaning?" the slow loading alias Randy still can not understand the heavy situation that must be faced by his brother.  If it is true that he will be cut off, it means he must be ready to find another job.

Rizal glanced at Randy with an annoyed look, without explaining anything he then moved from his seat and entered the room. A moment later Rizal came out again, this time he used long blue jeans with a blue shirt top that he used to wear fitting still college.

"Nyuk, if Enyak back sayin ye, brother come out first. Trus ntar night do not have to wait for brother to eat, lo ama Enyak eat first aje ye? " cried Rizal from outside the house while heating his motorbike.

"Where is Bang going?"

"Gue wants to get wind first, Nyuk. Chopped me at home," replied Rizal who then immediately led his motorbike out of the alley of his house.

****

Rizal headed for the lackey aka Andri. They are indeed close friends since they both became online motorcycle taxi pullers. Andri often helps trouble Rizal.

"Eh, Mas Rizal. Do you want to go to Mas Andri?" greet Miranti, Andri's wife.

"Eh yes, "

"Come in, Mas Andri's taking a shower. " Miranti immediately invited Rizal in. Then serve a cup of black coffee and fried bananas that still smoke too.

"Zal, sori I can't reply Wa lo. Here I ask early in the morning diobras .. " whispered Andri lirih. The man had just come out of the bathroom, bare-chested with wet hair.

Hearing Andri's words, Rizal suddenly laughed. Hurriedly Andri immediately cupped his hands into Rizal's mouth.

"Ssssh ... Don't be so hard!" Andri whispered while watching the surroundings afraid that Miranti was eavesdropping on their conversation.

"Sori ... sori .. I can't stand it if you use the term ngobras." said Rizal held back laughter.

"Gini Zal, I was talking to Miranti about elo. Frankly, if I minjemin money, I can't. But Miranti told me about it in Mas Handoko's office, Miranti's brother. Open a vacancy for office boy. You will have a high school diploma, so you make the application letter first. I anterin lo to Mas Handoko. Let's take your letter to his boss." Andri bargained in a serious tone.

"Lo knows for myself I have to live Enyak with Randy if I do not be able to berabe. Alhamdulillah emang if windfall is not going anywhere." added Rizal again. Then greedily eat three fried bananas that were served Miranti.

"Buset, when did you last eat? sisainan one for me? " andri's protest that Rizal ignored. Even now he was holding the fourth banana without any sin.

****

Ilana ignored the cynical eyes of some of her co-workers. He kept walking towards his cubicle. He works as usual, behaves as usual. As if it didn't happen

anything before.

"Hah .. it is Ilana the eternal virgin .. who has twice failed to visit cyinn ... " Saipul man fought the woman softly mocking Ilana. Lirih but pierced the ear to the heart of Ilana.

"Huh ... twice?" another woman next to Saipul joined in.

"iya, who was the first husband-to-be she was metong cyin, uh who was now hamidunin temen dese .. " cerocos Saipul while glancing at Ilana who was walking in front of them. 

"Whoever if that's how he should get cyinnn. It was in the southern sea .. hahahaha" another woman who had just come to respond. Hardening the voice, he deliberately did so for Ilana to hear.

Ilana kept a flat face without expression. His ears are immune to hearing discordant voices about him. Especially since the death of Alvanno-son of the director at the company where he works now. From accusing him of being the cause of death to the unlucky bearer pinned on him. But Mr. Rakas-director who is also the father of Alvanno still loves Alana like her own daughter.

Ilana immediately threw her body in the swivel chair in her cubicle. Turn on the computer and immediately complete some of the tasks that had been neglected due to the failed wedding preparations yesterday.

"Lana!" yelling Tesa tried to surprise Ilana, but was quiet without response Ilana's eyes remained focused on the flickering computer screen. Tesa was suspicious, forcibly turning Ilana's chair to face her.

It turned out that Ilana was crying, without a sound, but the flow of her tears continued to slide without pause.

"Lana .. "bluff Tesa then hugged Ilana's body tightly. He picked up some tissue on the table. Put it on the cheeks and eyes of his best friend.

"Gue knows it's Lana's weight, but I'm sure you can fuck this up. I'll always be here to support you, "Tesa tightened her arms.

Ilana's chest felt tight, as if carrying a heavy load, or heavier than before. Especially after the failure of his marriage to Saddam.

"Mbak Ilana, mbak .. " call Mr. Rusdi, OB who works in his office. The two turned their heads, looking at Mr. Rusdi whose hand was holding a large bouquet of red roses and a velvet box in the other hand.

"S-I was told someone to give this to Ilana" Mr. Rusdi explained.

"Who are you, sir?" tesa asked with both hands receiving the Flower and the box.

"M-mas Saddam - mbak,"

"Dispose sir!" ketus Ilana's.

"Loh .. no dear if thrown away?" asked Mr. Rusdi hesitated.

"Take aja if that, the roses love the wife of the father. This boxed trus is back. I don't want to accept. Tell him to!" concluded Ilana then handed back everything that Mr. Rusdi brought to her.