Love of the Journalist
17. Not The End
...17. Not The End...
Kirei
Nearly two weeks have passed since he learned of the revelation of his father's death. The girl was again preoccupied with work that seemed endless.
Just returned home to cover the demonstrations of cigarette workers in three districts of Jepara, Kudus and Pati regarding the increase in cigarette excise. The demo has been going on for days. Cigarette factory workers and tobacco farmers threatened to protest in front of the Governor's office if their demands were not met.
Cigarette workers and workers feel victimized by the many factories that are closed due to unfair regulations and policies.
Obviously, the increase in cigarette excise that reaches double digits ranges from 13-20% detrimental to the Tobacco Industry (IHT).
His phone rang right out of the bathroom. Still using bathrobe while rubbing her hair that is still wet with a small towel.
Snatching a cell phone on the nightstand. I looked at the number that contacted him. Dead and then the number came in again calling.
“Ya ..” When he received that phone call.
“You're busy today?” Ask someone across there.
“Pak Danang?” Ask to confirm his assumption.
“Sorry, I'm using another phone. Are you busy today?
“It's Saturday. I am holiday”
“OK. I'll pick you up soon.”
“Means?”
“You're still covering that mutilation case, right?”
“Iya ..”
“We will visit family from his mother's side.”
“Better we leave now. Because the location is far on the outskirts.”
As soon as the phone call was off, he thought for a moment. It is impossible to bring Mas Budi. He must have been in quality time with his family, after almost a busy week at work. He doesn't want to disturb her. Finally, he decided to go alone.
After putting all the coverage equipment into his backpack, he rushed out because the foreign number that had contacted him earlier was now roaring again on his phone.
Wearing black 7/8 jeans that are slightly loosely combined with a plain gray shirt. Don't forget his favorite white sneakers. He ran a little towards the lobby.
A man about 175 centimeters tall with a crew cut haircut, wearing black glasses perched on his nose. Wearing a black polo shirt that fits in his body. Stand leaning against the side door of the car with a look down looking at the phone in his right hand.
Perfects.
For a second he was stunned by the scene in front of him.
“Aready?” ask the man who is none other than Danang.
He blinked his eyes, throwing away his fascination just a moment ago.
Then nodded, and entered through the door that Danang had opened. With a small run the man circled the car and sat behind the wheel.
The car slowly drove away from his apartment. Splitting the crowded road vehicles.
For a moment they were silent to each other. No one starts talking. Until the sound of his phone broke the silence.
“Ya, Brother.” Legally on the phone.
“You're home today, right, Rei?” Ask Ken to confirm his return. Because some time ago he told me he was going home on the weekend.
“Sorry, Brother. It doesn't seem to be. I have a sudden coverage, Brother.”
I heard a breath coming from the other end of the phone, “*O*, that's it. I'll take it to Mommy. But you're careful. Tomorrow if I have the same Mother to Semarang.”
“Yes, Brother. Hopefully today finished coverage.”
“See you's. Greetings to mother.”
He was angry and disappointed with Ken and mother about them covering up the actual death of the father. However, he could not ignore them. What else mother calmly explained the reason wholeheartedly.
“Im sorry Mother, Rei. Not to cover it up from you. That time is not old enough to come to know what else has to bear the burden,” said mother when calling some time ago.
“Mother has given away Father,”
“Indeed it's the way,”
“Now no longer debating why and why it happened. Mother is sure they will get their payback. Although not now. But trust me, Rei. All human deeds will have accountability, no matter how small,”
“You and Ken can be like now, Mother is happy. Why look for them if they have to be exchanged for your happiness.”
His gaze glazed considering his conversation with mother. Mother is sincere. Will he also destroy it?
He sighed.
“Rei,” call Danang turn to him when the car stops at a red light.
“Yes,” sahutnya without turning his eyes straight ahead. Outside the weather is quite blazing time has shown at 11 noon.
Red light is green. Danang returned his car along with other vehicles that crowded the highway.
“What can a case of death be revealed again after a dozen years?” muttered.
Danang frowned, "I mean?"
“Can someone's death case be revealed again to the court after 14 years?” repeat without turning his eyes forward.
“Can, if found new proof.”
It bit his deep lips. Is this a hope?
“Why?” ask the man sitting next to her.
He turned to Danang for a moment to focus on driving, then smiled slightly.
“Gak, Sir. I just want to know. I'm legally blind.” His kill.
“About a long time Sir, our destination?” he asked when he realized time had gone by an hour.
“We need about three more hours to get there. Sleep if you are sleepy,” Danang said, then press the radio button to drive out boredom.
The girl turned her back and head back to relax. The song was heard from the radio.
Don’t wanna close my eyes
I don’t wanna fall a sleep
Cause I'd miss you babe
And I don’t wanna miss a thing
Danang was heard singing even though she was soft, but she still clearly heard it.
“I love the movie .. and the song is of course,” he continued with a fluffy smile.
Danang who drives the head bobbles, “I think you only like children's songs today,” inexhaustible mind. That pretty girl could love old rock songs.
“Aerosmith. Includes favorite band.” I'm Danang.
“Means the Father of the old generation, yes? Kan, the band was in the 80-90s.” era
“You can guess how old I am?” ask Danang.
He thought, watching the face of the man beside him “Ganteng,” unfortunately only in the heart.
“Three tens maybe?”
“To be exact.”
“Around 33 or 34?” saith.
The man chuckles, “Almost approaching. But unfortunately I'm younger than your guess.”
“Iya?”
He nodded his mark.
“Why? Can't believe? Can see my KTP.”
“Believe, Sir. He was sworn to protect the community. To be honest and put forward service ...” His clumsiness cackled insinuatingly.
The man smelled a smile, “You can!”
“We better have lunch first, before continuing the journey,” proposed Danang and he agreed.
The car stops right at a food stall selling various foods. There are mangut catfish, mangut beong, opor enthog, tofu tempe bacem, vegetable lodeh lombok ijo (green chili), taro leaf bunny, botok and trancam (anathe but raw material all).
The girl chose the trancam along with the catfish mangut. Not to forget the tempe bacem. Although a simple food stall on the side of the highway, but the taste of the cuisine is delicious and delicious.
The journey continues after lunch. The long travel time made Kirei sleepy, coupled with a full stomach.
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Danang
“Come on the chair, Rei. Let you sleep”
“Cock, Sir. Haven't drowned” if Kirei lied.
Though his eyes were already 5 watts, but his sense of prestige seemed to be greater than a confession.
“You're stubborn too, yeah!” screeching sneers.
But Kirei did not answer. The girl changed her radio channel. He hopes the sound of fast and stomping music can expel his sleepiness.
But what is said, there is no radio broadcast that suits his wishes.
“Father does not have a song that is so happy, yes?” said the girl while her hands still sorting out which radio channel suits her heart.
He smiles wryly, “Nih,” he calls out a red flashdisc.
“But it contains all pop rock music,” he reviews smiles.
“What the hell?”
“Cold Play, Green Day, Linkin Park, Bon Jovi Aerosmith guess it.
“Fear not your taste too?” continued.
The girl thinned her lips, recklessly plugged the flashdisc and ....
“This I always hear Sir, if it fits again home ...”
“My sister's favorite too ...”
“Maybe this song came out, I was not born or may not be a baby ...” Kirei chuckled crisply.
And I will love you, baby, always
And I'll be there forever and a day, always
I'll be there 'til the stars don't shine
'Til the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme
And I know when I die, you'll be on my mind
And I'll love you, always
They ended up singing together.
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