Love of the Journalist
111. I Love You, Good Brother
...111. I Love You, Good Brother...
Kirei
He had just sat down after returning from a journalist meeting room. The golden-coloured ITA invitation had landed on his desk. He rubbed the cover. There it is, it is written,
Kirei Fitriya Tsabita
Tvs Journalist
Then open the invitation. His name is listed in the most popular inspirational public figure nominations. Where his name goes with other popular names. There are 5 familiar names. Everyone has their own strengths and character. Whoever the winner is the reward of hard work.
Then he closed the invitation again. Put it in his bag.
Krieiiiing ....
“Rei, please take over the Yasmin at noon. He suddenly had to go back to London. This morning his mother just died.” Mr. Grace's voice through the office intercom.
“Innalillahi wainnailaihi rojiun,” he was surprised to hear the news from his superiors. There was no news before.
“Jam 11.30. Live.” Imbuh Pak Rahmat's.
Momentary silence. Yasmin news anchor Around Jateng suddenly off. So ....
“Rei,”
At noon Danang faces a thesis hearing.
“Rei,” call Grace again.
“Eh .. i-yes, Sir.”
“OK. Thanks, Rei.”
“Em ... Pa-pak?”
Tut .. tut .
Huft.
He breathed into the air. While he has promised Danang to accompany him, provide support when the man faces an important phase in his life. Then he was told to replace Yasmin into a news anchor to coincide with it. It is a dilemma and a confusion. He cannot refuse both. Also, you cannot attend both. A difficult choice.
He hurried over to Oka in her cubicle room.
“Ka, no, yes replacement Yasmin?” his tanya was still standing in front of the eye-glazed man's cubicle.
“Hah?” Oka looked up, looking at him.
“Yasmin?”
“Why, Yasmin?” Oka asked back.
He raised his eyebrows next door, “Lho, you don't know? Yasmin can't get in. His mother died this morning. Just new. Possibility off 1 week.”
“Oh .. my god!” Oka. As a PJ program around Jateng he did not know this. But, he can understand. Yasmin is in mourning. Maybe his mind is sad and sad. Oka grabbed her phone and typed something in there. I don't know who sent the message.
And it turns out to be true. In an instant the group chat news division was immediately filled with condolences against Yasmin.
“So, how about?” Continue Oka. Stand with a waist. Thinking of Yasmin's replacement as soon as possible. It's not easy about it.
“Gue also just found out. He doesn't seem to have time to tell us. Only to Pak Rahmat aja.”
“Mana, Mr. Grace ask me to replace him—”
Oka cutting, “Nah, I agree lo replacein Yasmin.”
He sighed again while rubbing his stomach.
“The problem is I can't, Ka. Later in the afternoon Mas Danang thesis session. I have to nemenin him.” Pretexts. She obviously did not want to disappoint her husband either.
“What time is the thesis?”
“Jam 10.30,”
“Oh ... damn it!” Oka Umbat. While live around Jateng at 11.30 WIB.
“Try to contact Mbak Dian!” Declared. He walked back and forth. Occasionally his eyes saw a wall clock attached to the wall of the news division room. Oh my, it's 9. It means the time is getting more complicated.
Oka is still busy contacting Dian—presenter TS.
Not long after, one of the man's hands returned to his waist.
“Where?” tanyanya enthusiastic. Although Oka's expression was predictable.
“Shit! Dian's position again in Jakarta. Just come back tonight.”
“Anisa has returned yet?” Anisa is covering the alert status of Mount Merapi which is erupting at the Jrakah-Boyolali Post. In the past three days, Mount Merapi has been spewing incandescent lava and hot clouds.
Oka shakes.
“Search for other alternatives, Ka!” Exclaims.
Oka tried to contact a number of presenters who worked with TVS. Among them Prisil, Semeru, Lingga and Oriza. And to everything ....
Oka's palm opened up with her shoulder raised.
Oh my god!
His shoulders instantly descended along with his sigh.
**
Danang
He was actually a little disappointed when a few minutes ago Kirei said he would follow the court. Because his wife suddenly had to replace the news anchor who did not attend. They should have accompanied him. On here.
Ah ... But that doesn't mean he's discouraged!
He even banned Rendra, Banuaji and his colleagues who wanted to come with him. By reason of office hours. And the trial time is arguably not for a moment. It could be 90-120 minutes. Or even more.
While waiting for the scheduled time of his trial which will begin in 30 minutes he actually uses it by seeing Kirei while guiding a talk show through the prerecord streaming on his mobile phone. His eyes focused on the screen on the phone. His lips occasionally thin. Occasionally corner his lips upwards. And occasionally chuckle when there's something funny.
Ting.
My wife: I'm so sorry we couldn't go there. But, our best prayer for Mas Danang. May be launched, spit out and passed. Aamiins.
Ting.
My wife: Spirit for Dad! Love you so much 😘.
His lips revealed a smile as he read the 2 messages coming from Kirei. Instead of retaliating, he continued to watch prerecord videos streaming his wife.
“Andang Barata Jaya.” Call the supervisor from behind the door.
He looked up.
“Yes, I, Sir.” Legally.
“Ten minutes left, ready?”
He nodded, “Siap.”
The lecturer gave his thumbs up, “Good!” while throwing a smile.
His heart was beating faster. He said, “Bismillahirahmannirahim.” Then kissed the video of Kirei still spinning. “Doain me, love you more.” Turn off the phone and store it in his backpack.
**
Kirei
He tried professionally. Even though half of his heart was not settled. Live broadcast for 60 minutes with 5 breaks.
He knew that the man in his work was always totality. And he believes Danang can definitely go through the trial this time. A few nights of ammunition will not disappoint. Like last night he accompanied the man to study while completing some work at home.
“Kalo sleeps first.” Said Danang who looked at him with several sheets of reporting coverage.
He smiled, “Another moment, Mas. A little more.” His kill.
“Ngeyel!” He approached her who was sitting on the sofa. Wearing his body next to it. He bowed deeply and kissed her stomach and rubbed her.
“Their love, often invited to stay up lately.” Danang grabbed the sheet of paper in his hand. Put it on the table.
“They want to learn from her father,”
“Yes, but can't make it. It's 11pm.”
“Mas Danang is done?” tanyanya looked at the man full.
“Udah.” Danang had to lie.
She cupped the hand of her husband who was still on his stomach, “Rei, sure. Mas Danang will pass tomorrow. Can answer all questions. May all be made easy.” His words, as well as being his prayer and hope in the heart.
“Rei, take!” exclaim Mas Agung. Awakening his daydreams about last night.
He gave his thumbs up, “Siap, Mas!”
**
Papa Bagas
He and his wife have been sitting in the waiting chairs of his son's post-graduate courtroom. Ninety more minutes had passed since the boy entered the room. But there was no sign of him coming from behind the door.
He just arrived 10 minutes ago. Next to him, his wife sat with a bouquet of red roses.
Moments like this remind him of years ago. Where he also experienced the same thing. Only then his wife who was sitting next to him, came with little Danang who was only 1 year old. A week before Demas-Nani's wedding.
The corner of his lips curved upwards.
He never thought his destiny would be like this.
The sound of shoes echoing in the corridor. He turned to the source of the voice along with his wife.
Rendra, Banuaji and some of Danang's colleagues came to provide support. He smiled to welcome them.
**
Kirei
Right after filming, he hurried to leave the studio. By using a floral dress in green leaves wrapped in matching color cardigans and makeup that is still the same.
Many times he saw the clock on his phone. It's been 2 hours the man's trial. And said mom just came out 10 minutes ago.
“Pak Mus, a little bit copied yes,” the door on the driver who brought it.
The sweat kept pouring. His breath was half hunting. During pregnancy, she feels more sweat-producing. Sitting on the porch of the house without doing activities can sweat by itself. What else is this! Having to walk from the parking lot to the courtroom is quite draining his energy.
During an enlarged pregnancy, she also has difficulty regulating her breathing. His breathing became short. What is the effect during pregnancy? Inner thought.
He repeatedly wiped away the rolling dew points on his forehead and temples. While regulating his breathing. His steps continued down the corridor of the building.
From where he stands now, he can see a group of mama, papa, Danang and his friends. He smiled and stopped for a moment.
But unexpectedly, Danang ran towards him. Then squandered.
“Thank you for the prayers.” The man kissed her head repeatedly.
“I pass!” Danang.
She rubbed her husband's back, “Congratulations, Mas.” Reply with glazed eyes.
**
Danang
One month after the trial. He now sits among thousands of graduates in the Prof building. Sudarto. Wearing toga. Dress the greatness and pride of every student in the end. A smile rose on his white face. Especially in the back row of the invitations someone special in his life sat sweetly waiting for him. Sometimes he looked back to see the condition of his wife who was fanning her face with a piece of invitation.
His name is called MC to give a greeting as the best graduate representative of the master program. Grateful, he could finish his education in the fastest period of 1.9 years and predicate with praise.
**
Kirei
His eyes warmed up as Danang stood upright on the podium. The taste of haru, proud, content to fill his lung cavity. Moreover, the achievement obtained by Danang is very extraordinary. Yes, the man became the best graduate in the master program.
That masculine and heavy voice still continued to buzz. Occasionally get a big applause. Until his name is called.
“... and the last but not least. I’d like to thank you .. My beloved wife,” Danang pointed to her whereabouts. Almost everyone turned their backs on him.
“I beg for my wife to stand,” pinta Danang. Although clumsy he finally stood up. Imprison.
“Thank you for accompanying my days. Weird days should divide jobs and education. Wasn't easy. But my wife always says ‘behind the sadness there is pleasure, behind the narrowness there is leeway, behind the defeat there is victory and behind the failure there is success’. This is the reality of life.”
“Thank you infinity ...” Danang. The clear fluid granules from the corner of his eye were shed.
“Thank you to my kids too. They are a support system for me.”
He sat down again when Danang invited himself to sit down again. The greeting continues.
“Mas, can you stop by Vijhoek cafe?” the door was when their car was heading home. Rendra and her husband's friends had already said goodbye.
“For my wife who again cravings anything can.” Danang Sahut.
He looked at the man for a moment. “Still, Mas.”
Danang rubbed his head.
“In the meantime, here's his hand.” He asked the man to give him his hand. Their car was parked in front of the cafe.
His hand began to roll up Danang's long arm up to the elbow, “Nah, so the effect is not formal.” The corner of his lips upwards.
“Mas Danang nduk,” next order, and the man according to. He took off Danang's tie. Then remove the first and second buttons from the top.
Danang took advantage of the opportunity of such a close distance to kiss her forehead.
“Mas ... again in the parking lot,”
Instead Danang chuckled back to land his lips on his cheek.
“Iissh ...” lips pursed.
“Hahaha .. You gemesin!” Danang framed his face. “I want it like this keep.” Their eyes were staring at each other. Seconds apart.
“I love you,”
Fucked his forehead.
“I love you,”
He pecked both of his eyes.
“I love you,”
He peed both of his cheeks. Which makes it blush more and more flowers. Must be blushing right now.
“I love you, Kirei Fitriya Tsabita ..
He kissed his lips with tenderness. He really could no longer speak. His heart was blissful. His body was as if it was not in its place. His soul flew into space. He never expected to be showered with millions of love by this man.
He did not even think of a marriage he had ever regretted. A marriage she never expected led her to happiness today. Is this his true happiness?
“Love you too,” said when Danang stopped her kiss. The two foreheads are attached to each other.
He carved a smile, “I love you, good brother.”
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