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14. Redeem Memories Questions

By eight o'clock at night, Sky was getting ready to meet Siska by the lake. Not too far away he thought, at least five minutes walk. While pecking himself in front of the glass, he remembered where he would sit with Siska.

When he first arrived at the resort, Sky had seen the lake that Siska said. So he could think where to sit and face where.

Feeling no need to say goodbye to Dean and Rio, Sky just crossed the room of his two best friends while glancing towards the quiet room of Siska. That woman must have been outside since, he thought.

And the Sky's guess is right. By the time he arrived near the lake half-brimmed by the light of a lamp, Sky had seen Siska sitting on a long bench.

Siska, who was always cheerful, was 33 years old but sat down while swinging her legs like a child.

“Hey, have you been a long time?” greet Sky.

“New,” said Siska turned to smile. “Sit, Lang” he said patting an empty bench next to him.

“Udah long time working in expedition company?” ask Sky.

“Udah. It was a long time ago, though. But met Toni, just recently. Since joining this outing committee. Frequently meeting. Toni always comes with her secretary. I also just found out if he split up his wife.” Siska looked at the sky sitting to her left.

“Iya, Toni has been separated a long time ago Wulan.” The sky only said that, but he already felt like a traitor who exposed the secrets of the country.

Not wanting to continue the conversation about Toni, Sky wanted to review their past a little.

“School Pass, you say that, where are you going to college? There is no school group either.” The sky looked at Siska who was laughing a little.

“There. I'm in Jogja. Ordinary school is like other kids. My father died in the fifth semester, since then all I have in mind is about how the Cepet finished and can get work.” Siska glanced at the sky and looked down at her shoes.

“Gue didn't know your father died. I don't know ...” says Sky smoothes the language.

“Cie .. directly use me-you. It's usually okay. Where are you going? How many kids?” ask Siska.

“I follow-up parent company. You know—” Sky chuckles.

Siska nodded in understanding.

“My son is twins. A couple. Kalla and Zurra,” answered the sky with a smile. The orange shadow was playing with a pair of toddlers coming into his mind.

“Fortunately ... Your wife must be beautiful well, Lang.” Siska looked at the sky that was still staring at the lake.

Sky sigh, “Big beauty ... Orange pretty bang.”

“The name is also very beautiful,” welcome Siska smile.

“You?”

“I just got married,” says Siska.

“New?”

“New Lang .. I still have many dreams yesterday-yesterday. There's still a lot to finish. Now I am relaxed. My sisters have finished school everything.”

Sky nodded. Understand with Siska's intentions but increasingly curious about her life. Who is her husband and who makes her most curious remains.

“By the way, sorry if I miss the song. You want sama—Sanusi?” The sky grimaced at Siska.

At first Sky thought that Siska would sharpen her memory a little to remember Sanusi, but it was not. Siska laughed out loud.

“Cock laughing?” ask Sky.

“Sanusi who likes to smile is it?” ask Siska.

“Hmm—iya. That sanusi. Did you get her before?” ask Sky impatiently. But in his heart he did not approve the statement ‘Sanusi who likes to smile’ because according to the sky it is not a smile but a crybaby.

“That illusion ... my neighbor used to be. More precisely, my mother works at her family home.” Siska turned back to look at the sky. “The Sanusi family is the richest in our area. My mother helped her at home. Therefore, I often need him when he comes home from school.”

“So .. used—”

“I used to be less tense with anyone. Rich kids in elite High School. I went to school there because of Sanusi's parents. I like you, Lang, but I'm inferior. And at that time, I guess I can't think about school-age love. Luckily, I didn't want to say I liked you. If not, we might be strange to see you now. Meeting that ex-girlfriend sounds bad. If you do, we also chat relaxed.” Siska laughing. He could finally speak to the sky. Previously, just staring at the face of the sky, it felt he could not linger.

“Iya, I also used to like you Sis .. but I don't talk because I wriggle you like to prefer yourself. And also ... You seem to be comfortable with Sanusi.”

Siska laughed again.

“Hmmm ... Sanusi ya—” Siska sighed and looked up at the Sky. “It's clear now, right? If you had felt for me before, I don't know how either. After all, destiny was written from before man was born into the world.”

“Bene. You bener ..” welcome Sky while nodding. “Nothing happens.”

The sky did not expect Siska to be wiser than him. Is it because of the demands of life? He who has always lived relaxed, only saw the side of ‘love-love’ teenagers at that time. He did not realize it turns out Siska has a life pressure that can be said to be quite heavy for children his age.

His mother ‘help-help’ at Sanusi's house? Siska attended the elite High School because of Sanusi's parents? What if at that time he found out about Siska's parents, he still insisted on chasing after the girl?

Honestly, the sky is not sure. He is still a teenager and not sure he can be mature enough to deal with it. Sanusi a lot of whiny it turns out more meritorious for Siska's life. The sky closed his mouth.

It has been filled with curiosity. They sit in silence. Each of them was looking for the most relaxing talk they could throw at that moment.

“So see Toni often, lately?” ask the sky again. He was not sure if he had asked Siska that question.

“Iya. Lately, though. This past month, to be exact. Regular meetings at the end of the week. That's why we often collect.”

The sky nodded back.

“Still deket. We all still collect.” The smiling sky looked at Siska. His gaze looked at Siska who that night was wearing jeans and a maroon sweater. Sweet siska, he thought. Long time ago. He had to admit it because he was not blind.

But ... The orange is always amazing. Orange is beautiful and has given her a pair of twins.

“You must still play basketball often huh?” ask Siska.

“Sometimes. Not perfect Sis .. work, so dad, so husband. Everything takes a little time.” Sky laughs.

While elsewhere. Dean was on the phone with his wife while lying down hugging a pillow. And Rio was lying on the bed next door, watching the motoGP replay match.

“Win, I miss. Like you, miss the kids. I saw the photos of our children, it turns out, everything looks like me yes Win ..” Dean said on the phone. Rio sneered at the words of his best friend.

“By the kangen kayak forced into dormitory. Like I told you to go" said Winarsih across the street.

Dean chuckled at his wife's answer.

“What are you doing again? Not kangen held-hold before bed?” ask Dean.

Rio melengos's.

“Kangen. That's why don't go alone. I wasn't invited. Next time, I want to go home alone."

"Can't. Can't do that. You have to be with me" replied Dean immediately. "What else is this?" ask Dean.

"It's going to sleep. The kids sleep with me. On his father's name,” replied Winarsih.

TOK TOK TOK

There was a rush knock on the door of their room. Dean and Rio looked at each other. Rio immediately stood towards the door. And in just an instant, he opened the door without even peeking out of the hole.

“Mas Rio, send me to the front. I want to go home now,” said Tasya who appeared in front of the room door crying.

Rio looked at Tasya with a confused look. Tasya sniffled without explanation.

“De! Dean! Please—” Rio needs a friend to ask for an opinion.

Dean got out of bed still with his phone.

“Mas Dean, together with Mas Rio, send me to the front of the resort. I want to go home now. I don't want to be here anymore.” Tasya.

“Female voice, Mas? Blubbering? Who'sis that? Chick crying malem-malem?” ask Winarsih across the street.

“Toni's girlfriend, Win ... uh, her ex—mantannya. Inget right, who came to see you when Dirja's birth? Not who-i am. I don't sell here. Toni's on the rise,” Dean said.

“Anterin, Mas ..” says Tasya again.

“Oh, okay—oke. We're both. I don't know what the problem is. But—De!” call Rio again.

“Win, I closed the phone first yes Darling .... Don't worry about me. My heart is finished for all of you.”

“De—” call Rio again. Dean immediately hung up the phone and walked back to Rio.

“So how is this?” rio asked looking at Tasya who was still crying.

“Let's find the Mus,” Dean said. “He's right, secretary Toni. He should be able to finish this.”

Rio walked in front while dragging Tasya's luggage towards the elevator. The young woman was still crying and was constantly wiping away her tears. Dean and Rio could only guess this matter must be related to Toni.

“Who picked you up?” ask Rio.

“Papa—” Tasya reply. Dean pulled Rio's arm to get closer to him.

“Waduh,” murmured Dean. “We wait for Mus first. If I call Toni, I'll runyam. He picked up his bokap cuy. Can fight, Toni shy. So we call Mus, make an impression that Toni does not abandon Tasya. She is an ex-boyfriend, but still. What business is it, anyway?” annoyed Dean whispered.

“Kayak you once said, maybe Toni is really good. Kayak Disty and Ara Rasain,” Rio replied.

“Dog! Different! Yeah, we're looking for Mus. I don't want to call him. Let him just call the number. Hazard.” Dean again dragged Rio into the elevator and pressed the L button to head to the lobby.

“Si Mus, if searched even say. Not searched even scattered everywhere.” Dean nagged on the lobby terrace.

“Choose? Lo said Mus trash what?” Rio chuckles.

“Someone mentioned my name?” ask Mus suddenly.

Dean hugged Rio's shoulder. And Tasya instantly stopped her crying out of surprise. Mus was sitting on a wooden chair outside. A few steps from where they stood. Dean and Rio looked back less.

“Ngapain you there?” dean asked a little annoyed. “Should if denger sought, instantly appeared.”

“I knit again, Sir ..” replied Mus standing over to Dean and Rio.

“What's knitting in dark-dark?” pissed Dean.

“Kneeds and dreams—”

“Enough Mus! Diem! Here, meet your boss' ex-boyfriend to wait for his parents' invitation.” Dean shifts his stand so that Mus can see Tasya who now stops crying.

To Be Continued