Don't Call Me an Actor
Insulted but Praised

Angga snatched his phone he immediately made a call.

"thut.. thut... thut.." the call connected, moments later the voice of his assistant sounded raucous.

"Yes, sir... What's wrong?" Deni's voice sounded weak, he yawned holding back the drowsiness. Actually he was very disturbed by the phone calls of his boss who did not know the time. But he could not ignore it, however he was just an employee. He must serve Angga, like it or not.

"Where are your search results? why haven't you heard from Ana in over a week? What exactly do you work for? There will be no reports tomorrow. I must have fired you!!!"

Angga immediately disconnected his call. He was very angry, not usually Deni this late. It is usually Deni who can be relied upon in all situations. His work is fast and accurate.

But why is it only the business of a weak woman like Anarista, she can't find him? Even for two weeks there was no news? He was sitting on the edge of his bed. Remembering the dream she just had.

He dreams of having a relationship with Ana. It was so strange it felt so real. There was even wet liquid imprinting on her panties.

"Ana... Where did you go? Ana. I miss you. Come back An. I will not do evil to you again. I just want to be with you always." Her sigh while looking at the photos of Ana in her mobile phone gallery.

Angga smears a photo of Ana. These two weeks he's been like a madman. There was a longing that bothered him, making him riled up. Can't do anything right.

Ana's shadow always comes, as if Ana is everywhere but she can't reach her.

Wall clock shows at three in the morning. He could no longer close his eyes. Finally, he decided to drink a glass of wine from his collection. Not ordinary wine but wine at an exorbitant price. Henry Jayer Cros Parantoux, a gift he got from his colleagues in England. A bottle of fermented wine was of fantastic value, around sixties million.

This time the expensive wine could not bring him peace. Ana is the cause. Which has made her drunk in love. Make him upset and lose his spirit when away from him.

What is the reason Ana suddenly ran away from her? Angga doesn't really remember what happened before him. He only remembered that he was jealous of Ana. At lunch Ana meets her ex-lover. Angga saw clearly, how the man was seducing his wife.

Even the most upsetting, Ana wept over the man. That's what hurt her most. Angga felt his self-esteem dropped, how could his wife cry over another man?

Once again Angga filled his glass that was almost empty. He looked at their wedding photos. "Ana was very beautiful, her smile, her body. "sigh Angga she staggered almost to a fall as she stepped closer to the photo.

"Why did you leave me? Did you run away with that guy?" Angga growled while smacking his hand next to Ana's photo.

Angga sat down, he cried awkwardly, like a child who lost his favorite toy.

"Ana... come back An.. I miss you.., come home An.... I will love you, I will give you more happiness than that man can give!" Shouts her in a rage.

Her heart was already overpowered by her obsession with Ana. And when Ana got away from her, she was so devastated. It was as if his life meant nothing anymore.

Angga threw his empty glass in any direction. He also screamed with anger.

"Yahoooo...ghr!!!" Angga growls.

At this time he was so furious and desperate because he did not manage to track down Ana's whereabouts.

Outside, Jodi is ready at the door. He woke up to the sound of glass breaking from his master's room. He looked into Angga's room from the gap of the door that was not tightly closed. Mr. Jodi sighed seeing his master drunk. Already this week Angga has returned to being an Anga who slumped like a year ago.

Tears dripped down his cheeks that began to wrinkle. He has known Angga since he was a baby. In fact, he has been a maid in the Wijaya family home since Angga's parents married. He was also the witness of how the little Angga faced difficult times. When his parents fight, he is also the target.

"Lord Angga, may you soon find Miss Ana, and live happily with her." Whispery sir Jodi. He immediately returned to his room, after making sure Angga's condition was fine.

Angga was sitting lethargic, his blood alcohol levels had not also made him faint. He is still awake and Ana's shadow approaches him. Ana gives a shy kiss on her lips.

Angga was happy, he hugged Ana tightly. Until he fell asleep on the carpet.

***

A clear morning in Segumbang Batulicin village. The sound of roosters welcome a tinge of sun at the east end.

Villagers have been flocking to their gardens. Some are tapping rubber and some are gardening vegetables.

The atmosphere in the small house at the end of the road was no less frenetic. In the morning, my mother really put out her kungfunya. The box in the kitchen is the sign.

My mother's hobbies never changed. From the time we lived in Jakarta until we were stranded in this small village, he was always noisy when cooking. Intentionally shoved his frying device. Or if you are chopping spices deliberately done with super strength. Especially if you are washing dishes, it must be very noisy. All this was done to wake us up.

I also had to wake up from my sleep. And last night I dreamed of my monster husband. Just dawn I could sleep a little. My eyes were still heavy when I laid my mother in the kitchen.

I was usually forbidden to go to the kitchen. Mothers most do not like to be helped when cooking, he said the kitchen is too narrow to make it not free to work if there are people in the kitchen as well.

"Sir... Is morning really cooking?" Ask me trite.

"Yes, so this morning we can start cleaning the front yard. The grass's too high, afraid it's made a snake's nest." Mother said still with her busy cooking.

He fried the salted fish, while stooping the sauce. The smell spread everywhere making my stomach feel hungry. "I'm helping you, mom, I seem to be bothered." I said while grabbing the sotil.

"Do not wash your face and start cleaning the grass in the front yard!" Mother's orders I can't deny. I immediately went to the simple bathroom behind the house washing my face. Nita and Doni behind me followed.

The three of us started cleaning the grass. I cut the grass, while Nita and Doni pulled the tall grass.

The drowsiness that had lulled in the eyelids immediately disappeared. The atmosphere of the village was very different when we were in the city. Here the air feels very cool, making the breath feel relieved. Behind the simplicity and remoteness of this village but at the same time offers a peace that I have never felt in the city.

In no time, the front yard was clean of weeds. My mother called us to eat soon.

Our breakfast menu is the same as yesterday. White rice, fried salted fish and sambal. But this morning is a little different because there is a decoction of cassava leaves. We eat very well. Our food here is delicious. This is our daily menu in Jakarta.

My eyes glazed over the glass looking at Doni and Nita who were greedily finishing her food. Some time ago our life was good with the help of Angga. But right now we have to live this kind of hard life again?

"Ana.. eat a lot.." Mom's freshly thrusting vegetables in front of my plate. I just nodded.

"Today we're going to start gardening. The back yard said Mr. Sugeng can be planted. People here rarely grow vegetables because they prefer to work on palm oil companies. Said Mr. Sugeng in the back there is also a small river whose water is never dry despite drought. Very nice keeping Nila fried." Said mom excited. (autor sleepy so typo, where can keep Nila fried? but funny also if heheheheh continued directly the spirit of typing again this)

"Sir... If so can it be eaten directly?" Ask Doni astonishment.

"Ah.. mama misspoke, she meant Nila fish." Errorat. It made us laugh right away.

"How are the fish? Can I get the same seeds here?" Ask me to confirm your mother's plan.

"Maybe buy it to Banjar." Said mom hesitating. "I will ask the same Mr. Sugeng. Who knows if there are people selling fish." My mom is full of ideas.

"Yes mak. later the fish is burned continuously in the love of soy sauce. It must be good, mom, like when we eat at the restaurant." Doni immediately imagined the food he had eaten at the restaurant when he was sick.

"Yes, if the fish is big we can cook." Said mother.

Nita immediately brought a dirty plate to wash in the well. I helped draw water. There is no PDAM and even electricity does not exist. Everything has to be done manually. Like drawing this water. My palms hurt from being rubbed by the rubber rope pulley.

"Sir..the bathroom is all perforated. What if someone peeks when we take a shower?" I complained as we rested on the front porch.

"We make a cover from coconut leaves. Later we ask someone to get the coconut leaves. While Ana and Nita replace each other to take care of each other while bathing." Mother said she gave a solution.

Mom took the hoe from behind the house. Hoe belonging to the son of Mr. Sugeng who deliberately left.

My mother started to cover the ground. Only three times the hoe seemed to gasp. I replaced her hoeing the ground. Until noon we only managed to make one line. If measured at least one time six meters.

My back feels so sore. The sun also stings the skin. We also decided to rest. Tired, my mother and I slept until the afternoon.

When I woke up, my mom was in the kitchen. When I saw what my mom cooked, it made me gawk. Mom cooks banana heart. Can it be eaten? Ask me in my heart. Because I've never eaten it all this time.

When cooking the banana's heart it looks more like orek teri. The beginning is somewhat doubtful when it starts to eat it. But it turned out to be delicious too. Keep making me go on. While Doni prefers his salted fish.

"Sir... is heavy?" I said opening the conversation, when we were sitting on the porch.

"Yes.ah heavy so farmers, need a long struggle before reap the rewards." Answer mother gives encouragement.

Mother continued to tidy up the newly completed clothesline earlier. Throw away the stones and the grass. I was just watching from the porch. My body really hurts all.

Mr. Sugeng came to bring a sack of manure. He told his mother to take it herself in the goat pen of Mr. Sugeng if it is still lacking.

Not long after, Sugeng ma'am came after. He brought a plate of boiled cassava. It looks good, but because my stomach is full. Make me stop eating it.

All afternoon, I just lay in my room feeling aching all over my body.

***

"This new master is the result we got" Deni said as he thrust out a brown envelope the size of quarto paper.

Angga immediately accepted it and checked its contents. Two photos that are not very clear. It looks like it was taken from a cctv camera.

"What's this?" tanya Angga asked for clarity from Deni. Every photo has been given full details.

Angga seemed dissatisfied with the written report only. He wants a detailed and clear report. This often makes Deni annoyed, if only his salary is not as big as now he would have chosen another job. More precisely his other boss.

"The photo was taken from a cctv camera. The first photo is located in the A shopping area. Date and time as indicated in the photo description.

Anga frowned cluelessly, obviously the girl in the short-haired photo was unlike his wife's long hair.

"Yes.so far that's the info we got. It's likely that Miss Ana and her family are undercover to get out of town. The detectives we hired kept trying to dig up as much information as they did. If there's any progress, they'll be telling you soon." Deni Report.

"Well, now you can go back to the office, get all the business done. I'll be back to work tomorrow." Angga said as he grabbed the brown envelope. He took her to his bedroom.

Deni cursed annoyed to see his boss as good as his own. He quickly left the house of Angga. He already has a date, today he will go home sooner. Bodo time with Angga, he also wants to enjoy his youth.

Deni drove quickly to a luxury house in the Kelapa Gading area.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Doni," greeted the waiter as he opened the door.

"Where's the lady?" Deni asked the waiter who opened the door.

"In his room, sir. Do I need to call?" Ask the waiter again.

"No, it was the lady herself who told me to go straight to her room." Deni replied as he stepped towards the main room.

Deni stopped for a long time before knocking on the door. He needs to set his breath in order to look dignified in front of the hostess.

"Tok..tok...tok.." tap Deni slowly. He did not want to make the hostess angry.

The door opened slowly, displaying the figure of a beautiful woman in a transparent nightgown. At once Deni opened his mouth. From behind the thin dress that shadowed the twin beads stood out as if challenging Deni.

"Sherly. You're so beautiful." Deni's sigh restrains the desire that has spread to the crown.