Blind Date's
53. Bad Moods
...53. Amsterdam-Jakarta...
A full day around the city of Paris, it still feels less. Many interesting places are presented by the city which is famous for its arts, culinary, fashion, and cultural centers
Eiffel Tower. Louvre Museum which has the title of the largest museum in the world. The central square of Paris is famous for the Place de la Concorde. It is an Egyptian Obelisk building with a height of 23 meters. Located in the Place de la Concorde.
It's breathtaking.
Not another historic building. Like the Arc de Triomphe. A historical monument built in 1806-1836.
Gama enthusiastically explained. He dipped carefully. It is not just exotic buildings that amaze him. But the figure of a man who is not far from him who is becoming his tour guide is also able to hypnotize him.
“After this we return to Amsterdam,” said Gama. Now they are on the bridge of the Seine River. The river that divides the city of Paris into 2 parts. Right and left. The night tomb on board. While enjoying the view of the city of Paris glittering decorated with lights.
How many photos were taken, it felt like there was still something left behind. Many interesting corners of the city to dearly miss. Time finally forced them to quit.
Take the train from Paris Gare Du Nord Station to Central Station-Amsterdam. With a distance of about 3 hours and 18 minutes. Passing a view that is no less beautiful. The expanse of agricultural land, hills, forests and lakes, typical European buildings, to rivers that look green. Not to miss the football field. Identical to European countries. All can be enjoyed from inside the train that is traveling at a maximum speed of 300 km/h. Without being bothered by the shock of an oncoming train.
He and Gama sat down. This is where he just found the answer to why Gama wants to go alone with him.
Said the man, “Ingin make new memories.”
Brow wrinkled. “New memories?”
Gama nodded. “I used to have a road trip with others. Where Dirk as his tour guide.”
“It's not that you're alone with Elena?”
“Who said? Travelling from Amsterdam to Brussels. While in the destination city we are all collected in 1 place. Dirk controls everything. Because he is the one who has tour and travel. Elena and I helped Dirk to introduce his business to other European cities.”
Arrive in Amsterdam at midnight. Both of them immediately rested before the next morning heading to Schiphol airport to return to Jakarta.
...***...
“Thank you,” he shook Dirk's hand. That morning he and Gama were at Schiphol Airport. “Lovely to meet you,”.
Dirk patted his shoulder. Reply, “Great interacting with you. When you get married, I will come to Indonesia,” said Dirk.
“We are waiting for your arrival, Dirk. I'm ready to be your tour guide,” chirps while pointing at Dirk.
The man with the gray iris laughed. Then Dirk and Gama saw a fist fight. Pat each other on the back, cuddle.
“Thank you, buddy,” says Gama.
“I know you would do the same for me,” Dirk said.
Back on a long journey. This time it felt fast. Gama was always by his side. Listening to music together, watching movies, and telling stories about the experience of the man visited several cities in several countries.
He knew that only Elijah lived with the man. While other women who have been close to Gama while in the Netherlands is just a peddling.
“Dispatched?” His forehead shriveled. I don't know what the point of the investigation here is. But Gama confirms, “girlfriend.”
“Girlfriend use space what not?” toodong. Of course it will be different understanding even though the pronunciation is the same. If a girlfriend is a girlfriend, that means a boyfriend. While girl friend means a friend who is female.
The man clucked, then the corner of his lips lifted. “Girlfriend without spaces.” Ruffling her hair.
Didn't mention how much Gama's ex-girlfriend was before Elena's. But he chose not to ask back what happened between Gama and his girlfriends. He also does not want to bring it up. Because he himself suffered. Several times the evidence failed again. And that will be part of her love journey. Find partner.
The plane they were traveling on had to transit in Dubai to refuel. Then continue the flight to Jakarta. Arrive at Soekarno-Hatta Airport at 3 am.
Gama rubbed his head, “Rest. No need to go to the office today.” Take him to the porch of the house.
He nodded, “Mas Gama also.”
Gama smiled while looking at him. Then leave.
“At the time to return to activity as usual,” he said in his heart. The mother seemed to wake up from her sleep. Down the stairs.
“Rest, Sas. Let Mama and Susi take care of.”
He hugs and kisses Ranti's cheeks as they meet in the living room. “I miss, Mama,”.
Ranti kissed her cheeks and head back.
Leaving Ranti to her room. “Huuh,” push relief out of his mouth. Finally he returned to this room.
...***...
“No need, Fan. Only nuclear family only.” Sofyan replied when Affan mentioned how many invitations would be spread during his brother's wedding.
“But, Pa. It's a moment for many to know. Because Gama's people are married,” Affan said. That morning he accompanied the father to breakfast by the pool. After doing the morning walk.
Sofyan shook his head— disagreed. Back to say, “Only our nuclear family and Bu Ranti.”
Papa's decision is unanimous. It's hard to change it.
“Then what about the recipe?” ask Affan.
Sofyan smelled his tea. Then said, “We do it after the wedding.”
Gama came to the two. Sit next to Sofyan. After arriving home, his fatigue was indeed felt. But he could not close his eyes.
“How about Kemuning?” ask Sofyan.
“Already achieved 85% progress%. The rest lives in the building at the back,” he replied.
A housekeeper came to bring him a drink.
“Ga, Papa just wants the nuclear family present. What about lo?” ask Affan.
“Gue agree.”
“Strengthen resolve. Look at Papa and Mama. Sasmaya is the right woman to accompany you.”
Affan. “Or I'll find Lyvia's replacement here. So you don't have to go to Bandung.”
He shook. “Necessary. I'm going to Bandung.”
After accompanying papa for breakfast, he prepared to leave. Called Dani that he was going to Bandung today. His secretary position was there.
He went to the flower shop. Buying a bouquet of flowers. He told his driver to stop by the address mentioned.
Removing blazer. Roll up the shirt sleeves up to the elbows. He walked down the block paving path.
“Excuse Gama, Ma ..”
His gaze was in full meaning. There's a lot to say, but it's stuck in the throat.
“I, I'll get married.” He rubbed the sweat running down his temple. “Meet the request Mama.”
...***...
Her sleep is so good. Not realizing it was noon. His stomach felt hungry, he chose to go down and to the dining table.
Open phone. Check the notifications there. His number has returned with the old number. There are a lot of messages coming in.
He read one by one. While pouring rice, side dishes and vegetables into his plate. Then switch to the Gama message that came in 10 minutes ago.
Gama: I'm going to Bandung. See you ...
The guy is a hard worker. Not tired, but this morning just arrived from a long trip.
^^^Sasmaya: Take care, rest if you are tired. Don't maksain. Health is everything.^^^
He reversed Gama's words when the man once said that health was more important.
In the afternoon Sinta came to his house. Take from him.
“Sasmaya!” yell Sinta splashy. Hugging it tightly was like just discovering a treasure.
He patted his best friend's shoulder. Sinta cengengesan, just let go of her embrace. “Gue kangen know!” the strangeness.
He replied, “Iya, I also know.”
“Hehe ...,” grin Sinta. Then sit on the sofa, “asyik, original directly in the tuna ieu mah.” Sinta takes cheese, chocolate and chooses a multifaceted keychain.
"This is my custody?" ask Sinta when she handed meyodur a paper bag bearing the famous bag brand.
He nodded.
"Wow, I'm so happy" Sints said with sparkling eyes. Finally .... had the bag of his dreams.
“Titip make Lea,” he again handed the paper bag to Sinta.
Mother of one child was excited to receive, “Wah, surely Lea was very happy,” saw the contents. A Miffy-Nintje doll. “Thanks yes, Sas. You remember a nephew.”
It's thawing. Then open the jar containing stroopwafels. Showing to Sinta.
“News dong, he said Pak Gama followed there?” Sinta took a piece of stroopwafels. Sliding sitting. Approaching him.
“Gue to many places in Amsterdam. Also to Paris with him.”
“Wih .. make envious. Surely Mr. Gama hold hands you keep saying gini fit in the Eiffel Tower ‘Sas, je t’aime ...,” said Sinta.
He shook. “Nothing,” sergeant.
“Masa anyway! Or fitting sail on the River Seine continue to say ‘Sas, yo te amo’,” guess Sinta.
“Ngaco. Boro-boro did not have time to go down the Seine River,” said.
“Ah, I know.” Sinta rubbed her palm after finishing a piece of stroopwafels. “Pak Gama wrote the name of lo sama doi on the padlock. Keep dicantolin tuh on the bridge padlock love, then fitting throw the key in the river say gini, ‘Sas ... I love you!”
He shook.
“Masa sih ...! To the city of romantic tourism say nothing?” Sinta doesn't believe it. “Far to Paris no one said I love their language version? Or fitting in Amsterdam, he said love you use sono?”
Sasmaya shook her head again.
“Pak Gama is not romantic ah? Losing time with my husband,” protest Sinta. Provokes.
“He didn't say that but ..” he deliberately lured Sinta. Not romantic, it feels wrong. Because Gama treated him with warmth. Romance doesn't have to be with words, does it?
“But,” Sinta curious.
“He wants to just go both and ...,” his eyebrows move up and down. Then she covered her face with a sofa pillow. Remembering Gama kissed her. It feels ..ah, her cheeks must be red blushing.
“Sas.”
The kiss has been left behind even now. He really treated her lovingly.
“Sas,” call Sinta.
“Hah, yes.” He opened the pillow that covered his face.
Glance Sinta's eye probing. “I think, I suspect.”
He immediately attacked, “Suspicious what?”
“What are you doing there?” ask Sinta.