
A grayish archway loomed high with the TNI motto and logo on its left right. The wide street is lined with palm trees and the lights are on the left right. Tracing the road, building after building painted army green with classic style touch Dutch occupation era lined neatly. Each functioned as a battalion unit utilization office based in this complex. There is not much to see at night. Only a few members were on patrol or running night service. Of the many buildings whose lights have been extinguished, there is one that is still crowded and full of excitement. Kendra's car stopped in front of the building.
When the car engine was turned off, there was a noise from inside. The clanking sound of aluminum materials, falling objects, and the hustle and bustle of humans who were stirred because of one friend's shout, "Sir Boss came along.. Boss sir is coming!!". I can hear Kendra cursing because of the behavior of his men who did whatever mess in there. What is clear is that there are those who complain and curse each other because they collide with each other, some are shouting because they are stepped on the feet of their friends, and some are blaming each other for dropping something.
"What the hell is yank in dalem? Rame Bener" I turned to the right, found the face of the Commander who clucked irritated.
"Hadoh. I check to Dalem first. You wait here" said Mas husband before rushing to open the car door.
Curious, I diem-diem peeking from behind the window, the frenzy of what is going on. There is not much I can see from this point of view, just a room with equipment such as a kitchen, there are knives, telenan, vegetables, and spices that are now abandoned near the sink. A basin full of shells that were still wet from having just been brushed fell scattered. And some of the young soldiers who bent their faces were timidly reprimanded by their commander.
"Ready Ndan" they answered loudly and steadily.
"Sttt. don't be hard. My wife's whimpering outside later"
"Ready Ndan" they are compact with lower tones.
"When I bring my wife in, you go out the back door. Do not make a rowdy again, beware that I failed cool in front of my wife because of you" ultimatum Mr. Commander answered firmly by the young soldiers, the young soldiers, said, then they immediately disbanded carrying out the orders of his superiors.
Seeing Kendra turn around, I immediately ran the little back to the car's floor. Pretend not to know any more than the handsome sad because it failed cool. The sturdy figure of the husband looks out of the building to where I am sitting now. With her romantic smile, she opened the door and grabbed my hand, bringing me inside. This time the kitchen looks neater than I peeked five minutes ago. The scattered shells had already returned to the basin. Seasonings and vegetables are also lined up neatly near the stove. At the right end of the cooking area, there was a small table with two chairs facing each other. A candle and a glass vase of roses adorned it. Kendra told me to sit there.