Blind Date's
71. Let the dog barking
...71. It’s Sad, So Sad...
He was surprised not to play when he opened the door to see Gama asleep in a car parked in front of his house with a glass window half open.
“I don't feel good about waking him up. It looks like Mr. Gama is exhausted,” said the office driver who picked him up. Stand next to the door.
He saw a watch on his arm. There's still time. Hand over a carry bag containing a laptop and a canvas bag containing files and books to the driver. “Bapak just wait in the car. I'll wake him.”
The driver nodded.
His steps approached the man's car. Thudding. Tapping the glass a few times with his index finger.
Gama squirms small. But both of his eyes remained tightly closed.
Sasmaya tried to repeat it again. This time with a greeting, “Mas Gama ..”
The man is moving. Swiping face. Open your eyes slowly. “Sas,” his exchange was surprised. Trying to get out of the car. But he was immediately arrested.
“Go home. I need to get to the office. Today's book launch.”
“Yes, I know. But can we talk for a minute. There's something I want to say.”
He looked at Gama for a moment. The man looks haggard. “Sorry. This morning I was in a hurry.”
“Sas, I beg you. We need to talk. I—”
“Go home.” He's ambushing. And then leave Gama.
The man got out of the car. Chasing Sasmaya who was about to get into the car that picked her up. “We have to talk, Sas,” prevent it.
Steps ceased. Just as his hand was about to grab the doorknob. He stood back to the man.
“Sas.”
“After the book launch is complete. The hotel resto.” Opens door. Enter and sit down with the door closed. He could see Gama from inside the car glass.
Other than kuyu, the man looked messy.
While Gama is restoring her hair rough. Staring at Sasmaya's departure with an unspeakable feeling.
...***...
“Mbak Sas, have you got the latest book?” ask Dina.
He shook. “How long do we get there?” ask her secretary.
Dina smiled broadly. “Core show hours 13.30. Lunch at 12. We'll be there at 10. But before that there was a briefing briefly with the committee,” he explained.
“You are so excited, Din,” his satirical thinning lips. Seeing Dina looks very enthusiastic. All can be read from the gesture shown Dina.
“Hehe .. would like to meet someone, Ma'am,” grin Dina. Put the latest book in a canvas bag. Take the dummy version. “The latest book I've entered, yes, Ma'am.”
Sasmaya nodded. “Thanks, Din.” Reviewing smile.
“Sama-sama, Ma'am. Today almost all of our staff have ordered books. Not from any other department. Latest info booking has reached 550 pieces.”
“Hopefully order request keeps going up.”
Dina replied, “Aamiin ...”
Arriving at the Zoon Hotel his steps are steady on the floor made of marble. With Dina sitting next to him. The two went straight to the conference room called by the hotel attendant who greeted him earlier in the lobby.
There's Ferdi and Dani welcomes them. Medium-sized stage located in front with 4-piece sofa chair. Big screen backstage. Invitational guests are in front of the stage. Neat-toothed. With books on their seats.
“Aready, Sas?” ask Ferdi.
He nodded. “How about Mr Murgi?”
“She can confirm coming. Now on the way here.”
“Then the others?” Until now he did not know anyone who filled the preface on the back cover. I haven't seen it in the latest book.
“Perhaps if it can't come, we'll do teleconference.”
“Is there no confirmation yet?”
Ferdi did not immediately reply. Until one of the officers approached them. “Video conference ready.”
“How about others?” ask Ferdi.
“Ready,” the organizer smiled, as he brandished his index fingers and thumbs into a circle. Then leave them.
Dani and Dina seemed to be approaching the stage. I don't know what they're talking about. Look serious.
“That means he didn't come." He concluded from the Ferdi talks and the organizing committee.
Ferdi shrugs, “Yup.” Pulling lips. He asked her to approach the stage.
For less than half an hour, he followed the briefing. Read the rundown of the show that will be hosted by one of the TV presenters. Then head to the other room to attend lunch together.
He could see Gama, Affan and Mr. Sofyan sitting in one of the round tables. Guided Ferdi himself was asked to sit down to join them. Even the naughtiness of Mr. Sofyan's laughter sounded to his ears. When the distance was almost near them.
Experiencing Mr. Murgi. Switch to Mr. Sofyan. He bowed for a moment to Gama and then Affan next. But he shook the hand of his superior. He sat next to Sofyan's second son.
“I once said to your father, Fan. If the choice is right on Sasmaya. Even .... several times met and talked with this Sasmaya, Om felt his character was similar to Heti. Really not, Yan?”
Sofyan nodded. Sticking, “Percis.”
While Gama and Affan became the listener of the conversation between the 2 friends. So did he, who occasionally answered. Smilingly. Blushed due to flattery and jokes Murgi who likes jokes. Then he accidentally met the man.
“After this. We're playing golf together again, how?” ask Murgi.
Sofyan replied, “OK. We set.”
Murgi turned to Gama, “I follow, Om.”
“You, Fan?” murgi asked when Sofyan's second child did not immediately reply.
“Can be set, Om,” Affan.
Then Murgi looked at him. “I know Sasmaya must be busier now. But I'm asking for a minute. We celebrate this day with golf. How?” turning his head on Gama. “You woo Sas, Ga. Until he wants to play with us again.”
He pulled the corner of his lips, said, “I'm not a pro player, Sir.”
Murgi shaking hands, “No problem. Gamma will teach you. Ga..,” turned back to Gama. “Sas fingers until can.”
“Good, Om,” Agile Gama.
The lunch is over. The guests are invited to rest for a while. Before the core event begins.
Reveal key points in his writing. Until peeling off the part of the controversy that appeals to the reader.
Sofyan was called forward to sit with him on the stage. Ask the main character to give words of welcome, message and impression to the narrative he revealed.
Words that made him angry. Sofyan said, “Thank you, Sas. This book is a real depiction of my true self. Sasmaya so brave skinned me outside in.”
Sofyan. A round of applause filled the room. With a light laugh.
“Lucky he's the best staff we have. So I don't dare fire him.”
The laughter of the invitations came out.
“But it must be remembered, that I am also an ordinary human being. Many disadvantages. Pleased with praise, angry and sad when reviled. In this book I try to manage the behavior as well as the feeling into activities that are more useful and certainly can motivate the readers.”
Sofyan is still talking. He could see Gama, Affan and his wife's son sitting in the front row.
“OK, now is the time to hear the response from friends and readers who have finished reading this book. I heard he spent 1 week. Understand with his busyness, maybe steal to read in between his narrow time.” The presenter called Murgi to the stage.
For about 10 minutes Murgi explained what was written in the book. The impressions and responses expressed by the point of view as a reader. As a friend and partner of work.
Then the presenter teleconferences with other readers who are also appointed to give the foreword on the back cover. Of course, special people are chosen.
At first he suspected that the person was Sofyan's best friend. Who now occupies a position in government. However, he was again flabbergasted. While in the video posted on the backstage screen it was the person who was so close to him.
In order to reduce his curiosity and surprise he turned the book around. Which he holds. There are 2 people who give preface on the back cover.
Murgi and ... Sasmaya stared back at the screen, which featured a person sitting on a chair. Then look at the back cover of the book again. Unbelievingly. Really ... This is a surprise. Who else if not Eyang Sulasih.
Eyes glazed. Deepened at once not expecting. That Eyang Sulasih became the second person from the umpteenth candidate chosen by Affan to give his response to this book he wrote.
One tear escaped. But these are happy tears.
The presenter still asked by teleconference. He looked with haru.
“Moeder en Zoon,” call presenter accidentally. After he told her his introduction to Sofyan.
Eyang nodded. “Pak Idham used to often owe me equally if again gig in Sriwedari when not paid.”
The guests were again made to laugh.
“So roughly, the debt until now has been paid yet, Eyang? If we have not charged now,” chirped the presenter.
The woman called Moeder at that time chuckled. Followed by an invitation who laughed again.
He himself did not even know this story. That Eyang and Gama's grandfather were old friends. Friends of his time at that time. With a letter. Idham Putra will one day go to the Netherlands. Use the name Zoon as one of his efforts if successful. And all of that is proven now.
“So how is Eyang, his debt is about paid off yet?” jest presenter. Welcomed a part of the invitation. Eyang smiled. Screen like a pause. Featuring Eyang Sulasih.
The next event was followed by a question and answer session. Photo together.
...***...
Sasmaya's appearance was 5 minutes after his arrival.
“Thank you, Sas. Today's show is running smoothly and successfully,” welcome him. Pulling the chair back. It's a pleasure for Sasmaya to sit there. “You want to drink?”
Sasmaya shook her head, “No. Thank you.”
“Sunday I submitted my own papa biography book to eyang.”
The Javanese woman looked at him in disbelief.
“Previously Grandpa Idham had said he wanted to match papa with one of his children. But because papa has his own candidate. And only live Aunt Ranti who also said she already has her own candidate. The matchup was finally cancelled.”
Why even Gama who got this story directly from the eye. Not himself. The incident is the biological grandson of Eyang Sulasih.
“Grandpa Idham's friendship with Eyang Sulasih was continued by papa. Although he was cut off due to loss of contact, he finally rediscovered Eyang Sulasih. Papa wishes we could be family, Sas. Moeder en Zoon's.
“Sorry .. if I start it with a mistake. Make everything messy, messy. I want to fix it.”
Sasmaya.
“Let me start all over again, Sas,”. Grabbing Sasmaya's hand and holding it.
The woman sitting in front of him closed her eyes. Shakes slowly.
“What should I redeem?” his decision is full of regrets. Guilt. Fearful. Despondent. It was as if he was whipping her.
Sasmaya stands. He let go of his grasp.
“I can't. Sorry.”
“Sas,” he rose. Sasmaya looked at him with sadness.
“We will not marry. I can't marry you.” Twist the heel preparing to leave the VIP room at one of the hotel's restos.
He was in a hurry to prevent. But Sasmaya chose to stop keeping her distance. Holding hands. Forbidden near.
“Sorry.” That's all it sounds like. The footsteps slowly moved away. Getting further. Disappear.
Gama cupped his face. Not how long rubbing rough full of emotions. He feels sad. So sad. A painful situation. Exceeded when he had to lose Cyntia. Having injuries due to repeated accidents. Aggression of fear due to exposure to phobic objects. Even the same feels when he was forced to let go of his mother forever.
What's he supposed to do now? If it's all over.
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Thank you to those who stayed with Sas. Thank you for the support like, comments, gifts and votes. Some even send coins... God is answered immediately.
The sad flow continues, right?
Yup ... who can't skip. You see if the story is omitted rada-rada how is it 🤭
Maybe we should part ways with Sas soon. The ending is not exciting if it is peeled here 😁. The ending is made smooth. Extra part plus.
Hugs and kisses to all my friends. Sorry if the script up waiting luaaama. Molecule. Didn't mean it, but ... it turns out so does 🙈... hehe. Pardon... ⁇ ️
Again thank you 🙏