Love of the Journalist
106. It's Not Easy To Be Me (4)

...106. It’s Not Easy To Be Me (4)...

“Ssssrrrrkk .. ngiiiyingggggg.

Sounds like a broken tape.

“Ngiiiiiiiiiiingggggg ...”

“Ngiiiiiiiiiiingggggg ...”

“Ngiiiiiiiiiiingggggg ...”

Followed by the sound of grunting repeatedly quite loud.

Then,

BRAKKK.

“Guoo ... block!! Just an ant journalist to make runyam.” Voice 1 while breaking the table.

“Ked away. Sooner.” 1 Voice.

“Before the meeting of the GMS, I do not want to know the subject.” 1 Voice.

“Agree. The SGC must be saved. The opposing parties, we get rid of.” 2 Votes.

“Big investment for the country really, not even in agreement. At the end of the day, yes tax in the country to!” add sound 2.

“Westah, set ae. The arek iku. Stay .... ” Sounded ‘kek’ sound like strangling neck. “Beres!” Voice 3 was accompanied by laughter afterwards.

“Boras bares your cankem .. protestors on downfall, casualties fall. Love the sponge all let on mclep.” 1 Voice.

“Siap, Boss. Execute.” 4 Votes.

“Do not sponge!” voice 2.

“Minimal brownies. Let quickly redam,” further sound 2.

“Aman, Sir. All soon under control,” voice says 5, “Bm okay! TB 1 ready! Metro 1...”

Momentary silence.

“Metro siji, pie?” 1 Voice.

“Cincay is, it can be set," said 5 votes.

“Nggiiiiiiiiiiiiiinggg ...” The sound of buzzing is back heard. Along with ringtone the phone reads.

“Halo ... Po’o? ... Aman ta? ... Okay, suwun.“ 5 Votes. Like I'm getting a phone call.

“TB Report 1 controlled demo. We restitution a little, the important SGC remains the way,” added 5 votes.

Then there was a clucking sound, “Arek iku even provocation, beritane nyerang continues, jur kipie iku? ” still votes 5.

“Wes ngko bengi ae, dikerjai (already later tonight, dikjain). Safe.” 3 Votes.

“Tak pasrahke ro your crew. Koen handle my area. Me, parts Bm same TB 1.” 5 Votes.

“Brownis has been calculated all?” ask for voice 1. “Special legit layer send,” connect sound 1.

“Aman, Boss,” voice mail 4.

“Ngggiiiiiiiiiiiing ..” The sound of grunting again.

“Arek iku wes ora. Probably grave. Minimum comma.” 3 Votes. Then wettest, “Hahaha ...”

“Directly send brownie equal layer legit.” 1 Voice.

“Siap, Boss,” voice mail 4.

“Just secure the GMS I don't want to know! SGC is life for me.” 1 Voice.

“Kalo need double. Let lagsung deal.” Still sound 1.

Danang press ‘pause’ on voice recorder. And the sound of the recording stopped. The four of them sat in the work room. The room that supported them listened to the recording that the man brought.

Kirei gulped his saliva many times, still within the man's grasp. Various questions raged in his mind. Although he could already guess where the recording of the conversation was headed.

Baapu and Neene, who were sitting side by side, held hands. And look at each other. Obviously their twilight eye highlight implies a million questions and a million flavors. But what seemed was precisely an expression that was difficult to describe.

Danang press back button ‘play’.

“Where is the last report of TB 1?” 1 Voice.

“All under control, Boss,” replied 5 votes.

“Iku area brought to Surabaya Hospital. Coma state," connect voice 5. “RUPS is safe, all in the grip," he added. Then there was a loud laugh between the two.

Record ended.

Eyes glazed. She looked at her husband for a long time. “Mas,” he said restrained.

Danang rubbed his shoulder, then kissed a glimpse of his temple.

“Dad?” muttered.

While the man with hair on the head that is entirely whitened it looks hardened his jaw. His hands clenched firmly with trembling. And neene rubbed the arm full of tenderness.

“Sabali (patience),” says lirih neene.

Danang broke his embrace, thrusting out a plastic zipper map. Which he took from his backpack. “All the proofs are here.”

***

Danang forced her eyes to open when she felt her side cold and empty. Kirei was not beside him. Though almost all night he hugged the frail body. A body that somehow, he felt increasingly small and thin.

A body so heavy that it carries the burden of life. A body that is so heavy must undergo exhausting days. A body that is forced to bear the burden of the death of a precious person in its life. Yes, the actual body is weak but strong due to determination and vigor. Really am! Not worth the physical. And maybe his psychic.

Is fair?

It's not easy being Kirei. What else after knowing the truth that unfolded after so long.

Kirei's heart must have been broken a second time. He can feel. Although there was no crying. Or a flood of tears. But, he could see so deeply into the sadness and disappointment felt.

Added to the latest news he heard from Baapu. Torrid owner Torrid Group is undergoing chemotherapy at a hospital in Singapore. The coincidence?

Or does? He rubbed his face. Removing the remaining sleepiness. Step forward, looking for his wife's whereabouts.

He saw Kirei standing on the back porch with his hands folded in front of his chest. His eyes are straight ahead. Or maybe his view is empty. I don't know.

No movement at all. Pretty long.

I don't know how long he's been there?

He approached, hugging her from behind.

“Cold air,” he said slowly. Hugged it tightly.

Kirei turned to her for a while, “Could not sleep.”

“Tomorrow all will begin. Running from the beginning again, trust ...” He paused for a moment. “I, papa-mama, baapu-neene, mother, and Ken and all those who love you will always be behind you. I'll make sure everything goes right. And justice remains upright.”

After a long discussion with Baapu. Kirei decides to reopen his father's death case. Of course with enough evidence. And learn everything. In terms of legal, social and political aspects.

With the consideration of the case Demas is a case with a serious crime. Crimes against humanity (crimes against humanity). The expiration period is 18 years. That is, there is still a chance. Another bit. And he has to move fast.

Make the best use of time possible. Talk to legal experts. The press board has always been supportive. And all parties ready to be witnesses. All for Kirei. For truth. And for the sake of equality before the law.

“We're in, you'll catch a cold.” Satin sleeping pajamas are obviously not able to withstand the cold air at night. Ah, it's not night anymore but it's almost dawn.

“Mas ...” Kirei turned around the body. Stare at him fixedly. With eyes full of clear fluid lumps.

Exuviate. The tears shed one by one.

Momentary silence.

“Thank you .. for staying by my side .. for, always support me. For everything .. there’s always me. ”

“Sshhh .. That's my job. My obligations.” Danang. Removing the trail of his wife's tears with his thumb. Then take it deep.

***

Today before his return to Semarang. Kirei and Danang went to the port. Sitting on a black iron chair with no backrest. His back is held up by both hands on the sides. His eyes looked ahead.

In front of him a cargo ship inscribed ‘KM DEMAS’ on the body of the ship. The ship is black and white. It is a meaning of life. There are only 2 choices in this world. Good and evil. Yes and no. Yin and yang. Men and women. As the basic color of life. But the truth is not that simple. Grey or ‘or' is chosen by some to give. And it will eventually become an anomaly. His heart is so stingy. His chest rippled, making his fine feathers stand upright, bristling.

The ship that Baapu gave to his father. According to the philosophy that Baapu. That once the screen is expanded abstinence receding backward. That is, if you have dared to go forward then there is no longer to retreat. We must continue to continue our journey and struggle.

Also a cargo ship specially made baapu. It is intended to benefit all of nature. Take things to their destination, keeping them wholehearted. It is a heavy burden and a heavy trust. Although life is at stake. But it's part of the struggle and vision of life's mission. Percis' father he knew. Always spread kindness and benefits to those around him. Strong spirit. His strength is like steel.

Dad, I hope you're happy there. Rei, fight. Justice for dad. At any end of the world, Rei will fight.

He wiped his wet cheek. Smiling full of misery. The fight will not be easy. He knows it. But he promised. For daddy. He'll do anything.

“We go home,” Danang said. Grabbing hand.

He nodded.

But when it will rise to its feet, his body is still. He felt dizzy.

“Why you?” Danang. "Sick?” the man cupped the back of his hand on his forehead. "It's not warm,” he said. “Honey, you were sleep deprived last night. We'd better get back to Baapu's house and you'll have to rest. Noon or afternoon just come home.”

He flanked Danang's arm slowly. “I'm not pa-pa, Mas. Just a little dizzy. It will also heal. Unfortunately if you have to reschedule airfare,” the rebuttal. Because in less than 3 hours they have to fly to Semarang.

Danang clucked, “Your health number 1. If we need to charter the plane, for your convenience," said the man.

“Mas,” steps stopped. Automatic steps Danang also follow. Boost.

Danang looked at him intensely and shook his head. As rejection. And stick with his decision. “My decision is absolute. Absolutist. And without debate" he said.

“Deviden KM last month could to charter planes. Why is that calculation?” danang Tukas.

“Rei, just—” sentence truncated because ....

Danang called someone heard, “Ren, cancel the plane at 11.” Then look at the watch on the wrist. It's still early morning at 08:15

“Continue searching private jet. Hours ...” Danang turned his head back to his wrist, “jam 7pm. Must be able.”

“Thanks, Ren.” Danang hung up on his phone call. Then raise his hand. As if to say, ‘easy, right?’ then smile triumphantly.

He closed his eyes for a moment, then snorted. “Why is it always easy to make a decision? It looks so easy!” his gerrick.

“Mas Danang knows, right? How much private jet rent? Counts per hour. And you know, don't you? How much is 1 hour? Could be 2500 US dollars. That's also the cheapest. That too, whether it exists or not. Or even the rent has gone up now. While we to Semarang not enough one hour.” He began to take out a calculator in his brain, to calculate the costs to be spent. The instincts of a woman even mothers are very observant full of calculations. You can't miss a single dollar, right?

“Try, Mas Danang think and count first. Don't be grumpy,” he still nags.

Danang refuted, “Kalo there is an easy, why look for a difficult one?”

“Ya ..” He seemed to think for a moment. “Ya .. because life must be taken into account. Can't play original," he added.

Danang smiled grinning. While he was upset. Then walk quickly past the man. Arriving at the car he opened the door, sat down next to the steering wheel then closed the door a little rough. Until it sounds,

BLAMME.

Then go in and sit down. Put on the seat belt, then click.

“It's been full of calculations, big lady. Your health, comfort and safety number 1.” Then start the car engine.

Silence pauses. Their car slowly exited the harbor area.

“Mas, stop!” pekik Kirei's.

Danang stepped on the brake suddenly and then pulled the car over the shoulder of the road. "What's wrong? Still dizzy?”

He shook his head, “I want it,” pointed to the seller of drinks in his wagon that read ice brenebon.

“It's still morning,” salak Danang.

He put on an annoyed look.

Danang clucked, “Alright .. but just a little.” He got off the car. Approaching the merchant. Shortly after, he threw a plastic box at her.

His eyes immediately sparkled at the hawker, and quickly opened them.

Danang re-applied his car.

“What ice circuit, it turns red bean ice,” he said. Keep feeding spoon by spoon into his mouth. “But it tastes good,” the next time. “Mas Danang, want?”

The man shook his head. Then said, “Do not much-many.”

But what you want to say, the contents in the plastic box have been toilet. He grimaced while licking the remains attached to the clear plastic spoon.

***

Arrive at the baapu residence. He really forced Kirei to rest. He is currently in Baapu's office.

Yeah, after lunch after my dad took her there. Baapu provided additional evidence. Either it is useful later or just as a consideration only. But no matter how small, he appreciates it. And it certainly becomes a material for research.

“Phone Baapu, if you need us.” Baapu message.

“Please take care of Kirei. Don't get ...” Baapu sighed. He did not want Kirei to have the same fate as his father.

“Sure, Baapu. I'll take care of him. Exceeding my own life,” he said convincingly. Nor would he remain silent, if it were .... He must dismiss the presumption that is not necessarily the truth. Even if they know who they are going to be dealing with. Those people have power. And have a political image. Maybe even ... he immediately got rid of that thought. It'll never happen! His whisper in his heart.

“Baapu trust you. Be careful.”

He nodded.

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Note :

To get the full story can flashback in part 54-57, will connect in this part.

Equality before the law is commonality before the law. That is, every citizen should be treated fairly in front of law enforcement and the government. Without exception.

Crimes against humanity, such as the case of Munir, Wiji Tukul, Marsinah and many more.

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