
Bramasta stood in front of the open door of Indra's room. Indra was unaware of his presence. His eyes focused on the goal of the dart game. Attempting to throw a dart into the small red circle area on his bull eye target.
Bramasta memorized once with Indra's habit when he was agitated or something he thought about: playing darts.
Bramasta leaned on the door frame. One leg supports his body weight. His hands are on his chest.
“Assalamu’alaikum. what’s up, Bro? I know there was something wrong.”
Indra jumped in shock looking towards the door.
“Eh! Wa’alaikumussalam's.. Ma’af I didn't hear Lu was there.”
“Yes is. Her lu was very focused.” Bramasta walked over to Indra, took the dart in Indra's hand and threw it at bull eye. Right in the middle red circle.
Indra.
“Padahan from earlier I tried, could not shoot the middle.”.
Bramasta.
“The problem is here,” Bramasta pointed his head, “And here.” Bramasta pointed at his heart.
Indra stepped lethargic on the sofa. Bramasta.
“Tell me..”
“Gue don't know where to start.” Indra ruffled her hair.
“Try. Otherwise you will not focus on work.”
“Gue will be professional as usual.”
“Nonsense!” Bramasta waved his hand.
Indra nodded. Think hard about how she's going to start telling stories, find the right words to start with.
“Or do you not-don't Lu upset after knowing Agung will menghitbah Adinda in the near future?”
“Isssh come on.. I’m not childish like that.”
Bramasta.
Indra straightened her back.
“Today I had a dream. An unusual dream. Feels very real. And when I wake up I'm sure it'll happen to me soon.”
Bramasta squinted her eyes. He leaned his back against the back of the sofa while crossing his legs.
“What dream?”
“Gue called papa by 2 boys. Her brother is about the new age in SD and her sister is still a toddler and talking is also still slurred, but amazingly, I understand what the child is talking about.”
Bramasta's eyebrows raised.
“Child Lu?”
“With whom?”
“Future boy Lu, maybe?”
Indra shakes.
“And I said, I feel my dream will happen in the near future.”
“Lu has actually broken up with Lu's ex-girlfriend who only lasted 1 month?”
“Yes is. I never contacted him again or accidentally met him.”
“Lu have been in too far contact with one of our acquaintances or the Lu family?”
“Hisssh! Hedgehog! Question Lu same as the question Agung.”
“Yes yes, it's only natural.”
Indra told me about her dream. Bramasta listened with one hand touching his nostrils. After Indra finished telling the story, Bramasta was still silent. Still digesting and parse Indra's dreams.
“Gue thinks Lu's dream is not a nightmare, Ndra.”
Indra nodded.
“Tadi Agung also concluded like that.”
Both are silent again.
Bramasta sighed. Indra rubbed his face rough. There was a faint dark circle on his eye area.
“Lu don't remember the details of Lu's dream?”
Indra shakes.
Bramasta nodded in understanding.
“OK. Let's just wait. If that's really a clue for Lu, there will definitely be a continuation of Lu.”'s dream
“Agung also said so..”
Indra smiled a little.
“Because I feel he knows this after his incredible pre-coma because it's unusual.”
“Gue means Lu..” Bramasta.
“So?”
Bramasta shrugs, “Just wait and see.”
“Then those kids?”
“Maybe they'll be Lu's children.”
“But I don't know what their face looks like and how their mother looks and looks?”
“That means Allah Subhanahu wata’ala still keep it a secret from Lu.”
“Means, my soul mate is a widow?”
“What status problems are your considerations in finding a soul mate?” Bramasta asked back with her eyebrows raised next door.
Indra shakes.
“Married the widow, the reward was great. The first marriage of His Majesty Shalallahu Alayhi Wasallam with a widow,” Bramasta stood while tidying up his shirt.
Indra nodded.
“But the origin of Lu meridnya not with a blonde widow butterfly tattoo, yes.” Bramasta chuckled loudly.
Indra clucked angrily at Bramasta.
“Lu follow the meeting right?” asked Bramasta who started walking towards the door.
Indra stared at his watch.
“Still in 15 minutes. Meeting room is ready.”
Bramasta nodded to return to his room to pick up the meeting file to study again along with Indra.
***
The air that afternoon was so hot. Fortunately at The Canyon Hotel many indoor plants so that the air becomes cooler assisted by air conditioning.
Just had a business lunch over after they finished their meeting first. Indra did not accompany because he had to lead other meetings in B Group.
He assigned one of his men, a young man with pomade-climbed hair, to record the course of the meeting as well to help Bramasta.
A chat message came in. Bramasta read it and frowned. Soon he made a phone call with the man.
After answering his greetings, Bramasta immediately asked to the point.
“How can? Who gave such a suggestion?” Pause.
Bramasta breathes rough. His hands toyed with expensive pens by twirling them on his fingers.
“Hold idea. Don't be realized immediately before I give the green light.” Pause. His voice sounded angry.
“Ya.. yes.let him put out his idea first. But the final decision is in my hands, OK?” Pause.
“Pak Indra knows this?” Pause for a moment.
“WHAT?!” Bramasta stood up while his hands were waist-rattled.
“How can you?!”
Young man Indra's men jumped in shock. His laptop was knocked down and almost fell. Staring full of wonder and fear at Bramasta, his big boss who always brought calm but this afternoon became emotional.
The young man typed fast on his playbook and sent it to his boss, Indra. Soon his message got two blue ticks. Indra is typing while typing a message.
The young man gawked at the reply message from Indra. Just an emot smiling widely. He looked at his Big Boss who was resting his hair restlessly. The other hand still holds the device in his ear.
“Good, I'm back in the office now. Don't tell anyone I already know this news yes.” Pause.
“Tell me if there's anything else. Assalamu’alaikum.” Bramasta terminated his phone call.
Bramasta looked at the young man who was looking at her worriedly.
“We are back to the office now.”
“Iya Mr Bramasta.”
In a hurry, he stuffed equipment and files into his bag. After making sure no one was scattered on the table, he left the place following Bramasta who had brought his car first followed by his guards.
Fortunately, his boss told him to bring his own vehicle.
He was very curious what was really going on. He turned on his car's air conditioner quickly after opening his entire window to throw off the heat.
Regretting that he parked it in front of the hotel instead of in the basement. The car feels like an oven now.
***
Who makes Babang Bram cringe during a hot day?