Love of the Journalist
107. Keep It Safe!

...107. Keep It Safe!...

Kirei

Sure enough at 8 pm they left Gorontalo by using a private jet. And the price to be redeemed was far from his estimate. Even almost 4 times if broken. He swallowed his saliva to master his shock. That's almost close to half a billion! Huh huh?

Due to the sudden message and the rise in the rupiah against the American dollar, he said. Also, Rendra deliberately chose the best fleet. Oh. .. my god. It caresses the chest.

“Quiet, profit from Sae Care, Arba Techno, Jene Chocolate and my full salary this month to replacein.” Danang chuckles. Seeing it still with his face bent. Unpleasant to look at.

It's thawing. They sit facing.

“Still less yes, if calculated-count.” Danang seemed to pretend like he was thinking hard. His finger tapped on the table beside him.

“Add next month, how?” Danang chuckled. Carry out the bargaining process. It's just pure reason.

He finally couldn't stand it, too, exploding. “Cheat!” Pekiknya, “not every month all that has been for me? Why do you say again?!” he grumbled annoyed. Remember the first time Danang gave a platinum debit card after marriage. Even before his move to the man's apartment.

He said at that time, “Here my salary money, you use and save aja.”

Then before his departure to Phnom Penh, Danang gave back a platinum-colored debit card with the priority of the largest bank in the country. The man said, “This you simply, if you want to use, use it. I don't need.”

At first he refused, then the man said there was a handle of 1 debit card again. And it turns out that after knowing now the debit card in question is specifically for managing Sae Care.

“Hahaha ..” The man laughed with satisfaction.

The real trip was fun. His first time riding a private jet. Just him and Danang. Plus pilots who drive planes and flight attendants who go back and forth offer service.  From the start of welcome drinks, food-style restaurant star hotels, entertainment, to other privilege services. And with all the luxury that is given. It's worth having to bribe in deep thought. Worth it is ....

Even he really enjoyed. While the man. Hems, asleep on the long couch.

Sometimes he looked at the side window. It's pitch-dark. Thankful for the good weather. He was able to enjoy the journey and the plane finally landed perfectly.

“Mas, I want chicken porridge.” The car that picked them up stopped at a red light.

And the man sitting next to him frowned.

“But don't use peanuts. Lots of chicken. Cakuwenya is also loaded.”

The man is still silent. Growing cringing.

“Mas,” call it. Because Danang didn't respond.

“I want chicken porridge.” The request once again.

“Notnya ..”

“Buy where? I want it now.”

“But this is already malem, where there are those who sell chicken porridge. Tomorrow morning, yes. If tomorrow morning much.”

He put on an upset face.

Danang no heart, “Pak, sell chicken porridge at this time where, yes?” ask Danang to the driver. The digital clock on the dashboard shows at 23.55 WIB.

“Wah, if this hour seems to be absent, sir.” Mr. Mus seems to think too, “what we tried to Blendoek. There are many culinary nights.” Mr. Mus's Proposal.

“Try there first, Mr.” Tell Danang while also looking through the online application. But unfortunately, the chicken porridge sought was already on the lid.

“Tomorrow, yes?” Danang looked at him. “Kalo tomorrow morning, there is the most delicious chicken porridge. I guarantee!” His promise.

He's still flinching.

The car passes through the culinary area at night. And that is still open only angkringan, chicken rice, gudeg, cropping and wedang-wedangan.

His face water is getting bent. Like a child who is disappointed if he does not get something he wants.

“Pak, in Haryono area there he said.” Said Mr. Mus. The middle-aged man had just contacted someone.

“Oudah we're there, Sir.” Danang.

“Not this in deket apartment first?” he said unconsciously when the road passed is very memorized, “kok I just know.” The car stopped on the shoulder of the road.

“Color you don't like chicken porridge. That's why I never bought it!” Danang replied, then got out of the car.

As soon as he got home he immediately opened the chicken porridge package. Impatiently. But somehow, the feeling of wanting food from earlier, suddenly evaporated out of nowhere after a few mouthfuls of chicken porridge landed on his stomach. “Mas, I'm full.” He said, then left the bowl of chicken porridge which could be said to be still full.

And again and again cringing. Bizarrely. He knew percis, his wife did not like chicken porridge. And ... Well, the guess is right, isn't it? Just how much bribe enters the mouth. The porridge was abandoned by its owner. “Sok-sokan want to eat chicken porridge.” His grunt.

“Mas I was horrified!” He shouted from inside the room.

**

Danang

The weirdness continued the next morning. Kirei who used to brew honey tea. Suddenly I did not like the drink.

“Who made it, Mas?” kirei asked as he approached her sitting on the sofa in front of the television. A cup of honey tea and black coffee on the table.

“Yumah,” sahut. Flipping through an automotive magazine.

Kirei sniffed the honey tea and his reaction did not like to say, “Kok different, huh? Odd smell. Not usually.” Then go to the kitchen.

Not long back with a glass of orange juice he took from the refrigerator.

He frowned. It was rare for Kirei to drink cold and slightly sour in the morning. His wife usually prefers warm drinks. Like honey tea and coffee latte.

Very quaint.

This Sunday they filled with rest at home. Located at three points. Main room, living room and dining table.

And Kirei spent more in the room. With a cell phone not out of hand. Then a few hours later.

“Mbak Rei, the package is here.” Yumah emerged from behind the door of the room carrying several grocery packages. From food, sneakers, bags, clothes and.

“Yu, which food bring to the kitchen,” Yumah nodded.

He who sat on the sofa in the room shook his head. Bizarrely. Since when is his wife a hobby shop? Through online anyway.

He scrunched his forehead back. Then come closer and sit on the edge of the bed. Yumah had already passed and left them.

“This much?” tanyanya could not believe it. He took out an empty camera box. Because the contents are being held by Kirei.

“Sony mirrorless,” muttered.

“This camera is great. Suitable for the streets, Mas. Lightweight, not complicated, simple, practical and certainly the quality is not less the same as DSLR type cameras. My camera that was long ago. I think it needs to be softened .. hehehe,”

“This one is good result, here try first ...”

Crack.

CKleks.

Crack.

Kirei took a picture of himself in unprepared condition.

“Tuh, nice, right?” Kirei showed the result. And it turns out the results did not disappoint. Although the shooting was quick.

He smiled faintly, then ruffled Kirei's hair.

Then he snatched the phone on the nightstand which had been charged in a dead condition. Turn on the on button. And in sequence notifications of incoming messages repeatedly.

Ting.

Ting.

Ting.

Ting.

Ting.

All messages contain notifications about online shopping through an e-commerce, market place and online shop. Then what makes it amazed is .. camera shopping with a nominal 60 million.

**

Kirei

He grimaced as Danang looked at him full of search. As if demanding an explanation. Especially after reading the message that entered his phone. The guess must be a money-debiting notification message.

“I'm using Mas Danang card, hehehe ...” Putting on an innocent face.

Danang clucked, “It's pinter shopping now.”

He approached the man sitting on the headboard.

“Rei would like to buy this for a long time. From ... used to be still time in Jakarta,”

“But it used to be a type of DSLR. Now I want it to be mirrorless. It seems more practical. Lightly carried everywhere it.” It explains the reason.

“Kalo shoes ... see the red color is just dark, Mas.”

“So because of the red color purchased?” Tandas Danang while fiddling with his phone. I don't know what I saw.

“Ya, no. Because the model is good too, but the big reason is because of the color,” he bit his lower lip.

“Terus ...” Danang awaits the next reason.

“Tact to know, Mas. Look at those clothes. In fact, Rei tuh most do not like shopping online clothes. More satisfied directly to his shop,” he grimaced again. His guilt suddenly caught him. And regret why did he get to shop that much? What if Danang gets angry? Because in a day he spent the savings of the man reached the number 8 digits.

“Okay ... shop already. Satisfaction already. But something important is forgotten?” Danang.

Retain the phone on the nightstand. After storing the boxes of groceries and their contents on the mattress, slide them under the bed.

Then take the camera he still holds, “You know, if the purchase of these items is taxable?” Ask the man.

Danang clucked, “Times anyway?!” his outstretched hand held the camera up the nightstand.

“Should be VAT 10 percent. Plus luxury goods sales tax 20 percent.”

He keeps shaking. All this time he always bought things never pay attention to that detail. Indeed, in the grocery stroke is always listed as tax. But he never thought about it.

Danang stared at him intensely, rubbing his cheeks.

“Marketplace burden you with taxes. My time, no?!” Tukas the man.

“Hah! Meaning?” he scrunched his eyebrows not understanding.

Danang smiled sideways, then ambushed his lips.

“I also want to be displayed ...” The man said when he took off the kiss.

“Fifty percent for exclusive goods,” added Danang looking at him with my eyes. Then deftly remove her hair rope. Then she took off the button dress she was wearing.

**

Danang

He woke up when he heard a sound in the bathroom. The touch next to him was empty. It swiftly jumped up and darted to the source of the sound.

“Honey, you're not pa-pa?” He helped Kirei by kneeling the nape of his neck. Who is spewing out his stomach. Face pale. And it looks powerless.

“Why you?” He was very worried about her.

Kirei shook his head weakly. Then wash his face in the sink.

“Let me clean,” sergeant. Maybe because of the rush Kirei threw up on the bathroom floor. He put his wife back in bed.

“Still at 4 sleep again, I'm out first.” Without waiting for Kirei's reply he darted out. And soon returned with a glass of warm water.

He cupped the back of his hand to his wife's forehead. Normal temperature.

“My stomach is like being stirred, Mas.”

“What's in the wind?” He opened the nightstand drawer. Searching things. And found the white oil he was looking for there.

“Sini, I'm olesin.” While picking up the sleeping pajamas that Kirei was wearing. He applied the oil flat on his wife's stomach and back. Then drink a warm drink.

They went back to sleep.

Unfortunately, in the morning they both woke up late. No time for breakfast. Because it has to be an apple in the morning. Kirei should have an editorial meeting.

Arriving in Mapolrestabes, all participants apples have lined up neatly. Followed by all the main officials, the Police, the Kasat, the Officers, the Bintara and ASN scope of Mapolrestabes. He stood on the podium. Giving a word of welcome.

Walk for about 45 minutes. The apple routine that was held that morning was finally over. He went straight to the car to perform the drug with the drug Satresnarcotics, the City Health Office and the City Food and Drug Supervision Agency in a number of pharmacies and health clinics. Because it is suspected that some drugs circulating in the community do not have a distribution permit. Even doubt its purity.

And in the piece found a storage warehouse for drugs that do not have official permission. Also some pharmacies and clinics that sell drugs without a circular permit.

Dddrrttt .. dddrrttt.

His phone vibrated in his pants pocket. He still gives briefings to Kasat.

Dddrrrttt .. dddrrttt.

His phone vibrated again. He still let. Because the head of the City Health Office is explaining some drugs that do not have a marketing license.

Dddrrttt .. dddrrttt.

The third time the phone vibrated. He still gave a brief statement to the media there.

Rendra was seen giving the phone code in her ear. Then he ended his section session. Then forwarded by the Kasat.

“Pak,” Rendra approached him.

“Why, Ren?” tanyakanya. While stepping towards the car.

“That's Sir, phone. Last night, Mrs Rei called. Tell me, if Madam Rei fainted.” Rendra.

His feet stopped immediately. Ripped his phone. Sure enough, there were 3 missed calls from Kirei's number.

He tried to call Kirei's number.

“Halo,”

“I, Anisa Pak.”

“Sorry .. emm, Kirei passed out. This is again at the clinic office. Haven't—”

Tut .. tut .

He just turned off the phone. Rushed to his wife's office.

“Ren, spout dikit!” Her salad. I can't wait to see Kirei's condition.

Rendra was trying to set the pace. But what is said, the condition of the streets is indeed crowded. Especially if he brought a car. What would people say if they were on the road.

Once in the lobby of the TVS building, he half ran towards the clinic. It is located on one floor with a lobby.

Talk to a clinic doctor. Then go into the treatment room. Anisa and Oka are there. Smiling welcomes.

“Connected Mr. Danang has arrived, we excuse you, yes.” Tukas Anisa's.

He nodded, “Still, Nis, Ka.” Her speech.

“Sama-sama, Sir.” Reply Oka as she passed away leaving her.

He approached his wife who was still lying. Unconscious. His face looks pale. Kirei's hand was held tightly. Kissed repeatedly.

“So sorry ...” Lirihnya. And continued to hold Kirei's hand tightly.

He waited for his wife for a while.  Until Kirei started to wake up. Opening his eyelids.

“Mas ... Why here?” kirei said he was still weak but tried to get up.

But the reflexes he prevented it, “Don't move much!”

Kirei looked at him in wonder.

“Don't move much first. I ordered food. Coming soon.”

“Doctor said, you're exhausted. Not had breakfast yet. Your blood pressure is also low, and ...” He looked at his wife so deeply.

Kirei frowned.

“No worries, i—”

“Keep it safe,” He rubbed his wife's stomach.

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