BETWEEN QATAR AND JOGJA
AHMAD'S LETTER TO BUDE KURNIA

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 “Bu, this gift from Semarang yesterday. But all did not become Mothers who paid,” Vienna handed a large plastic bag containing presto, moci and raw wet spring rolls to Aurel. There are other bags that have the recipient's name is Murti and Reza. Yon was not given a special part because he was alone in his room.

“Continue who paid?” aurel asked suspiciously. He's sure it's all Dennis's work.

“Pak Dennis Bu,” Vienna replied while opening spring rolls and moci to eat at the office.

Aurel called Dennis. “Mas is not wrong?” Aurel immediately reprimanded Dennis after saying hello.

“Why the hell Rail? You ‘kan again pregnant. No PMS,” godan Dennis.

“Mistake,” Aurel replied as he chewed the moci happily.

“Why?” ask Dennis.

“Because of less,” replied Aurel.

“Kowe then, I guess why,” Dennis keqi for being trapped by Aurel's temptation.

***

Dennis remembers when he drove Vienna to buy souvenirs.

“Pak Reza, I went briefly to buy order bu Aurel yes. Later I return again to record this data,” Vienna pampit on Reza in front of Dennis who is also in the same room with Reza to discuss their cooperation project.

“Ok, use online taxis only to be sure to arrive and not be on the computers like conventional taxis,” Reza message.

“Where are you?” ask Dennis.

“We will be back to Jakarta tonight, and bu Aurel messages lumpia and bandeng presto and moci. Pregnant women if the order can not be pity,” sahur Reza.

“I'll take it,” Dennis immediately stood up. He asked his secretary to clear the file.

Vienna and Dennis are finally both looking for souvenirs. Vienna is certainly happy because of a special guide who understands which store they should go to to buy souvenirs.

“Buy also for you, Mr. Reza and Murti and Yon yes,” pinta Dennis at that time.

“Koq so make all Pak?’ ask Vienna.

“Nothing. Make Aurel a little question because his family is a large number. Not like you and Reza let alone Yon,” replied Dennis kalem.

“Wah so ngerepotin Mr. nih,” even though he said so Vienna still ordered according to Dennis' orders except for Yon. Jatah Yon he joined Murti only.

“Repot what? As long as you can koq,” reply Dennis. Since then he has always noticed the sweet face of Vienna.

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‘Ah Aurel, you call about souvenirs, I became miss Vienna and inget our closeness when shopping souvenirs,’ Dennis tried to brush off the shadow of Vienna that is always present in his mind.

‘Let me however not bother the household. I don't want to be the same as that trash,’ Dennis hates people who like to damage other people's households like the ratna he always calls trash.

***

“It looks like there will be no obstacles ma'am. All is clear like this,” Yon assesses the work of Vienna and Reza while in Semarang.

Team is in Aurel's room eating spring rolls and moci.

“Hopefully. And as always hopefully there is a follow-up order from Mr. Dennis,” replied Aurel who has been chewing since. Tumben he ate spring rolls and moci. Usually just want to snack on a legit layer cake.

They also studied the work of other areas in Jabodetabek, Lampung, Tegal and Sukabumi.

“I'm lazy to go out to eat, if you want to eat outside me later just drop it?” Aurel asks Murti to bring the lumpia plate closer.

“You want to order online or order to office boy Bu?” ask Murti.

“Not done. You guys will go eat, I leave you alone,” replied Aurel.

“Alright,” says Murti.

***

“Buy a little rice with rendang side dishes and two potato patties and cassava leaf lalap ya. But also buy a lot of roofs,” replied Aurel.

Ha ha super really is the portion of the bumil meal. Since then, I have been eating heavy food.

***

“Ya hello Mas,” Vienna picked up the phone from Ahmad.

“Koq tumben phone?” ask Vienna.

“He he again kangen Yank. Have you eaten?” asked Ahmad softly.

“This is another meal message. I'm with Murti and Yon,” Vienna.

“Ya happy eating yes. If later Mas late home, you open a drawer on a small table in the living room Yank. Send a letter to Bude Kurnia. You give it to him tomorrow,” Ahmad's message.

“Lha if tomorrow yes Mas aja who loves,” replied Vienna.

“Yes we'll see tomorrow only Yank. Yes it was. I love you,” without waiting for an answer from his wife phone already Ahmad broke up.

***

Murti and Vienna have since returned to their rooms. Aurel's been eating her armpits for the first round.

Yon and Reza are in discussions with the team for the next project, Majalengka.

“Murti, presto bandeng ration and lumpia belonging to Yon I entered your ration bag. If the moci are in a small bag in your ration bag, too. I thought Yon wouldn't cook, right?” Vienna told about the souvenirs of Semarang.

“Mas Yon cook koq Mbak. He doesn't buy cooked side dishes. He likes to eat things that he does himself. So coming home from work he cooked his dinner and breakfast,” Murti said.

“Ealaaaaah. I joined your ration. Yes it is up to you,” Vienna does not know that bachelors like to cook.

“I went to the toilet, all going to the mushola,” Vienna saying goodbye to Murti. Already entered the Ashar prayer time.

***

“Mbak your phone keeps sounding,” Murti tells Vienna who just returned from mushola. Murti is not praying. And Aurel prayed more often in his own room.

Vienna picked up the phone she had placed in her desk drawer that was not tightly closed so that the phone ring could be heard.

“What's up? Koq mas Ahmad called from his office number,” Vienna spoke to Murti seeing three calls from her husband's office number.

“Contact back aja Mbak, or phone to your phone bojomu maybe pulse he runs out,” replied Murti.

“No way the pulse runs out. Our phone number is post-pay not pre-pay,” said Vienna. She tried calling her husband's phone number.

“Assalamu’alaykum Mas,” greet Vienna when the connection is lifted by ‘husband;

“Sorry, this is with Vienna?” ask for a voice across there.

“Iya, why isn't Ahmad the one who picked up?” vienna asked puzzled as the voice that answered was not her husband's.

“Pak Ahmad is. Can I go to Sejahtera Hospital?” ask for voices across.

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