Jogja At A Time
66. Farewell Relief

A long queue at the Berkoh gas station makes Seti cancel the Denok gasoline filling. The issue of increasing the price of gasoline from 700 rupiah to 1,500 rupiah makes the motorbike and car scramble to fill the fuel tank at the pom.

"Huuft .... We go to the Post Office first As," Seti sighed.

"Still enough gasoline ?" Asking hesitated.

"Enough .... I think not this long queue," Seti brushed aside Asri's worries.

Not wanting to waste time, Denok turned around to bring Seti and Asri along Sudirman road towards the Large Post Office in Brubusan.

Seti did not want to delay sending a job application that he had made at Grandma's house. His mind was filled with questions about his working world later.

A new world that will open the frame of the competition of his life.

Know yourself if now Seto is not alone, Seti as much as possible does not want to trouble his brother again for financial matters that concern his needs.

The wheel kept moving forward. It was a good time for Seti to let go of his dependence on Seto as the twenty-six years of breathing took place.

"Keep moving Seti ..... Don't stay for tomorrow !" Little heart murmur Seti.

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Approaching the Big Post Office, Seti slowed down the Denok.

Look towards the billiard place next to the row of Nusantara cinema building that looks dark.

His memories go back to his High School days with Joe and the Bango Warung gang. A very burdenless time in that place.

No one expected the era of the success of the shopping complex eroded the era. Where the analog era is replaced by digital.

Nusantara cassette shop where Seti and Joe used to always re-record songs that ngetop on empty tapes no longer visible.

"That's where I used to hang out with Joe." Seti showed the Nusantara shopping complex in the direction of Asri.

"Ih spooky .. ," Asri tightened her body.

Asri's warm embrace casts aside Seti's memories of the warmth and joy of the shopping complex's past.

Then he also told about how Joe who always followed him after cashing out postal money orders he received from Seto at the Great Post Office.

"Well, if it's about money order .. the pelok must be quick to follow me," Seti changed the story about his past with Joe.

"It's worth it that you always ignore me" Asri pinched Seti's waist-friendly. "It turns out your world used to be about having fun with Joe."

"It's not like that As .... I don't know you as close as I know Joe. She's my little friend who knows exactly about all my dreams, anyway,"

"What did you dream of ?" This time Asri wants to know what Seti is looking for through his dream.

"Find money to repay happiness to all who have made me what I am today."

"Egem .... Is money a measure of happiness ?" Asri chased again.

"That's my happiness, if I've been able to get it from my hard work."

The Denok paused in front of the Great Post Office, delaying for a moment the conversation of the two hearts with dreams about the happiness of their respective versions ....

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The Post Office is not as usual. That night looks lonely. Some employees who had night shifts were seen docking the television that was broadcasting the state of Jakarta when Seti came to the counter.

"Special flash to Kulon Progo mas" Seti told the postal officer who approached him.

"Tomorrow nyampe mas," said the post employee after weighing a large envelope containing a job application letter Seti. "It's hard to predict going to Jakarta. Macet ... lots of demos there." Connect again.

"Yes mas .... Looks like the more people come down here the more they take to the street." Seti was in a stale manner responding to the heated political situation in Jakarta.

Hearing Silence and Yuni next week leave Jakarta at least makes Seti not too worried about the two too far. Choose to focus first on completing work in Kulon Progo.

Moreover, the two had reported that he was fine after Asri called finished dinner at Grandma's house.

Leaving the counter after paying, Seti headed towards Asri who was sitting waiting for him. There was still time to continue the conversation with Asri before driving him home to Sokaraja.

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"I'm going to Jogja tomorrow before Kulon Progo" Seti said as he left the Big Post Office.

"Well the Denok ?"

"Yes" replied Seti.

"Community .... " There was a tone of unwillingness to part from Asri's lips.

"Babylon .... I have a lot to do there first."

The two days of time just now did not seem like it was enough for Asri to let Seti go try his luck.

Mixed feelings of his heart still want to be shared with Seti longer.

Glad her lover's dream is slowly realized, as well as there are concerns because the distance that will separate can not be issued Asri through words.

From his gaze, Seti understood the hardness of Asri.

"Loves first."

"Don't go home first Set ...."

"Where are we ?"

"Anywhere .... I still want to be with you longer .... "

Seti's inner bond to Asri is firmly sculpted. Won't let it drag on in the dust. Seti invites Asri around the hallways of his past sojourn with his soulmate. Hoping for its disintegration to subside ....

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From Brubahan Seti direct the Denok to the square. Stop in front of one of the pedang ronde traders who often visited during High School with Joe and gang Warung Bango gang.

Choose to sit both on the mat of the sidewalk. Seti then ordered wedang rounds that felt fit to reduce the cold of the night that began to feel.

"Looks good Set," Asri noticed the bowl of hot sauce served with a sticky rice ball and slices of bread on it which he had just seen for the first time.

"Tastes to warm the body .... If you're more legit add milk,"

Asri's face looks no longer show the concussion when accidentally highlighted by a passing car light.

Seti's words about the separation along the way seemed to be right in Asri's heart.

"Wouldn't our bodies part with their souls ? Aging and merenta eroded age ? The incision of the pain is for the fragile soul .... I believe my soul will not be separated from your soul .... Even when we age together."

"If your hair bleaches me, it will not fade my soul .... So why is tomorrow's separation temporary only if our souls will be immortal ?"

"I went to go back .... And will not let you bear my duty as the man who will support you."

The warm taste mixed with sweetness from the wedang ronde that Asri felt while remembering the words of Seti earlier no doubt made his mood no longer turbulent.

This time Asri stole a glance towards Seti. Not only heart rate, exhale, and sweat of Seti's body that he had felt with passionate excitement .... But also how Seti is now ready to be a real man for himself is very open to his point of view.

"Enak As ?" Seti who noticed a pair of voracity noticed her from earlier smiled as he turned and stared back at Asri.

The nod and reply to Asri's smile pleased Seti. Increasingly burning his desire to quickly leave for Kulon Progo.

Moreover, Seto and Grandma also advised him not to let Asri to Surabaya first with confusing news about political and security turmoil in various regions.

Feeling that nothing was weighing on her heart anymore, Asri did not refuse when Seti invited her home.

Asri's close approach along Sudirman road towards Sokaraja's house seems to be a good memory of the two later ....

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