Before 365 Days
60. Sort Goods
Ruman's father managed to pull over to the mainland by holding the ari-ari.
Nek Jamilah was then confined in a swamp with his body bound, mouth clothed in ari-ari.
Ruman's father and the residents returned home to Ruman with half ari-ari.
The doctor examined Saras with the help of two sisters. Bi Minah cleaned the spray and the floor of the splattered blood.
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Ruman!" said the Doctor while patting Ruman's shoulder.
How sad Ruman and Saras were. I saw her first baby die. Fortunately, their second baby was in good health.
The second baby has been crying since his birth. Don't even want to be suckled by Saras. They are confused as to what to do.
Ruman's father arrives home with the citizens following him. It was one third of the night. He then cleaned the ari-ari along with the body of his first grandchild.
***
While on a break, Marsel tries to contact the Rose. He sits on the edge of the embankment near the parking lot. His body is invisible because it is covered by employee vehicles lined up.
Marsel looked for Rose contact in his hape with a smile that continued to expand at the corner of his lips.
"Let's pick up, War! I want to give you happy news" muttered Marsel.
Three times, Marsel tried to call Rose's number. But the result is nil.
"Busy times! Koq called me not picked up anyway," said Marsel while looking at the screen hapenya.
"I'll send you a message!" marsel.
His hands started typing some letters there. Once delivered, Marsel bagged his hape back and walked into the building to get back to work.
"Sel, where have you been? I searched from earlier too" asked Adam without turning away from his machine.
"From the front. What's wrong with me!" tanya Marsel then started to turn the molding machine back on.
"So you're looking for the same leader, but you don't know where he is now,"
"What business do I have,"
"Where do I know, I'd like to be told to overtime,"
"Pengin is also real, but I'm not in the mood anymore. I want to go to the Rose house" said Marsel while taking the product out of his machine.
"Yes, I can't stand nie, '" teased Adam.
"It's not that, Dam! I called him, but I didn't pick him up. I'd like to tell you, next Sunday, I'm the same my family would come to propose. Later, you are the same Wulan also yes," explained Marsel sumringah.
"Correct? Thank God, your dream will finally be realized soon, Cell!" adam is happier than Marsel.
"Amin, God willing, Dam. Pray that'll be good, hopefully,"
"Sure, Cell!" answer Adam.
"Woy, work don't talk mau! The leader suddenly came from behind them.
Adam and Marsel glanced at each other then fell silent and refocused on his work.
Noise filled the room.
"Sel, you've got the number 13 engine, right?" ask leader.
"Yes, Sir! What's up?"
"You're told to re-sort it,"
"My Koq has to sort, it should be a selection task, sir!"
"Yesterday urgent goods, products that you work, not in selection and do not enter QC. So you're the one who's gonna have to check in there,"
"Koq can do that anyway, should not be me sir, I can not molding part there," said Marsel annoyed.
"Why can't you? You are the boss here!" exclaiming leader while ruffled waist and eyes rounded.
Marsel was silent to his leader's statement. His face suddenly became disheveled and irritated.
"Who are you here? Just employees, if you still need work, then sort the goods to PT XX, out of work," said Leader then left the Marsel machine.
Adam glanced at Marsel who was now completely visible from the look on his face holding back anger.
"sell ... Salt ... Marcel ...!" exclaim Adam.
"Whataaa!" marsel answered without looking at Adam.
"Cell, if you need a friend, I want you, '" Adam offered to hope that Marsel would not be angry again.
Marsel did not answer Adam's offer. He is still focused on his product.
"Where? Shall I not go?" ask Adam again.
Marsel turned his head towards Adam slowly and then smiled and raised his thumb.
"That's dong! The spirit! Inget, getting married must be a lot of trials," said Adam with a smile.
***
At five o'clock in the afternoon Adam and Marsel headed for the XX factory to sort the goods. They ride their motorcycles at medium speed.
Many other employees pass by to go home from work, or just find food for overtime. Adam and Marsel drive together.
They looked at the surrounding streets and observed the factories on the right and left.
"Dam, the XX factory is not the one on the path to the swamp, right?" ask Marsel.
"I don't ngeh, our factory vendors will be a lot, if the XX factory I don't know even. But if the way through here, it seems to be true," Adam replied while observing the way around him.
"Yes, the XX factory is among the most corner. Koq I so pounding gini yah," said Marsel while rubbing his back nape.
"It's not pounding even danger, Cell!" adam said chuckling.
"Hish, you're this. I mean not that, hopefully there is nothing strange" said Marsel who began to creep.
"Give it up, think positive. If your mind is negative, it must be negative as well. And vice versa, Cell!"
"Yes, Dam!" marsel replied then focused on the road again.
In the middle of his focus, suddenly a subtle wind coming from the front swept across his face.
Marsel turned his head back and forth that felt heavy and began to sleepy. Glass helmet he deliberately did not close so it was very felt that the wind touched his smooth face.
From a distance, he saw the exact same female figure as the Rose. The figure waved gently with such a sweet smile. Marsel smiled. He felt his very light body carried by the wind approaching the figure of the Rose in front there.
Suddenly, HAMMER!
Adam POV.
I was actually upset when Marsel complained about strange things. I was afraid something would happen to him. I don't know since when, he became sensitive to the supernatural.
I kept watching Marsel. After we were silent for a long time, I began to feel that Marsel's behavior was getting weird as he suddenly started to smile to himself, even his hands were off the handlebar of his motorbike. Marsel spread out his arms as if waiting for a lover who was running towards him.
I tried to tell him that what he was doing was very dangerous. But Marsel didn't hear my screams. Even the people riding past us shook their heads at Marsel's ridiculous behavior.
"Sell, are you crazy? What the hell are you doing? Woy! Danger, Cells!" I shouted very loudly, but my efforts were in vain.
Because of his sprain, I decided to kick Marsel's motorcycle.
THE HUT!
Marsel fell down with his motorcycle. I immediately stopped in front of Marsel and drove my motorcycle.
I immediately helped Marsel who is now grimacing with pain. I lifted the motorcycle that hit him.
I helped him to get up. Fortunately he was wearing a helmet, if not sure fainted due to the impact of the asphalt.
I feel a little guilty about this. But it's also upset that Marsel looks like a madman. What he thinks, he's Shahrukhan! Who is dancing in a meadow full of flowers with Kajol?
"Are you okay, Cell?" I asked while examining his limbs.
"No papa, just a little dizzy, what happened Dam! Koq I can fall!" marsel said while taking off the helmet.
Geez, he doesn't know if I kicked his motorcycle? There must be something wrong with Marsel. I have to be careful.
I was confused as well, whether or not I wanted to say something about what just happened.
"Later the story. Tuh, the factory is in sight, just a little muter. You can still ride your own bike, right?" I asked while rubbing Marsel's shoulder.
"Still," replied Marsel then chose to carry his helmet.
Marsel is back on his motorcycle. I warned him something before he started the engine again.
"Cell! Do not dream often. Keep on, don't forget to always pray. If you feel something strange, or you see something unusual, strange, you immediately pray, and wipe your face three times," I said, patting him on the shoulder.
"Yes, Dam! Thank you for being reminded. When this work is done, I'll tell you what I saw" said Marsel with a serious face.
I just nodded at the words from Marsel. From the words that Marsel said, it was clear that he saw something I could not see.