Love of the Journalist
22. Enchanted
...22. Enchanted...
Kirei
A week has passed since their marriage. Every morning they go to work together. With records still living in a different apartment.
And this Sunday morning she had to join her husband's activities. Sports with the Polda family in the Mapolda Jateng courtyard. That is followed by all the ranks of the large family of Jateng Police both active and retired in the framework of HUT Bhayangkari.
As per the agreement the girl was forced to come. Although he usually prefers to spend the weekend gliding on the bed. While watching a movie. For him, the weekend is me time.
But this morning at 7 he was lined up neatly with other Bhayangkari mothers. Which incidentally almost all he did not know and they also certainly did not know him.
Only the Sicilian Mother was none other than the wife of Mr. Banuaji whom she knew well.
“Mbak Kirei .. let me introduce you to the mothers in Ditreskrimsus,” said Sicily.
He simply nodded, then followed the Sicilian Mother.
“Mom-mom .. please take a moment,” said the Sicilian Mother while clapping at a group of mothers who were resting after gymnastics together. Some were sitting, standing and squatting. Now they stand.
They turned their attention to her and the Sicilian Mother.
“Introduce,“ Appoint Mother Sicily to her, “Mother Kirei wife of Mr. Danang our Director.”
He bowed politely, cupping his hands in his chest. Because it is impossible to greet one by one of them whose number may be tens.
“I Kirei ...” Smiling to introduce yourself.
The mothers greeted him kindly.
“Married Yes, Bu?” ask one of the mothers who had a black veil.
“Ya, Bu ...”
“Congratulations, yes, Bu” said mother earlier, “my wife Riani Pak Rendi”
“I Ranti Pak Farid's wife,” said mothers in red hoods.
He smiled at the smile.
Joining the mothers of Bhayangkari turned out to be not as complicated as imagined. Although the conversation is not far from the husband, children and their activities.
His youngest age among the others did not make him arrogant. Even as the chief's wife.
He feels inferior. As the wife of a police officer, she has not been able to jump directly into active activities. Because he had a job that required him not to leave. In addition to a weekend like this which also happens to be off coverage.
“Mbak Kirei in search of Mr,” said the man who approached him.
He asked the Sicilian Mother in an eye gesture.
“She Rendra. Sekpri Pak Danang.”
Then he nodded, saying goodbye to the group of mothers and the Sicilian Mother.
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Danang
The girl walked towards him. He smiled when he got close to her. Sweet.
“Why, Mas?” asked Kirei who was already standing beside him.
“This is Mr. Agus ... Capolda. And this is Iren's mother his wife and chairman Bhayangkari Jateng”
Kirei bowed politely as well as reached out, “Kirei ..” Publish a smile to the middle-aged pair before him.
“Sorry Om, because only now I bring ...” Reveal it.
Mr. Agus mangosteen, “Morning people just because of this, Mah ..” Seloroh Pak Agus to his wife.
The girl smiled awkwardly, as she chuckled.
“Don't you forget to introduce your wife to Surabaya, Nang?” tukas Pak Agus can guess the contents of his head.
He grinned the horse while scratching his nape that did not itch.
Now it's Agus's turn to shake his head, “Nang ... Nang .. habits. Your mama must be mad, marriage is made to play. Where they don't know anymore”
“Ya, Auntie .. actual plan this week to take to Surabaya. But—“
“Wes there .. I give you three days. Meet papa mamamu first” sergeant Pak Agus.
“Welcome to join ya, Ma'am. Welcome to Bhayangkari organization. May your marriage sakinah, mawadah, warrahmah ..” Mother Agus said a prayer for them.
“Thank you, Bu” says Kirei.
“Nang ... have Rendra pick up a gift in car.” Toilet Pak Agus before they leave him and Kirei.
“Ready, Commander!” accompanied by respectfully raising the hand to form a 90-degree angle and at a bend of 45 degrees, the fingers docked and placed at the right eye temple.
“Thank you ...” Plus.
They separated again, because Kirei had to go to the bazaar booth division of cheap groceries.
The girl was wearing a red hat. The sweat flooded his temple because the sun was already crawling up. Plus the blistering atmosphere. Many times the girl wiped her sweat.
He could only look from a distance.
Enchanted....
I'm fascinated
Looking (looking) at your sweet face
Enchanted....
I'm fascinated
Looking at (staring) your sweet face
samuel Takatelide
Yel-yel who was echoed by Bintara students echoed in his sense of hearing.
He also smiled.
**
Kirei
By noon they had reached his apartment.
“Today is a move, right?” ask the man.
He nodded.
“Mas Danang shower first. I settle a little more stuff,” said while putting a clean towel on him.
Danang had entered the bathroom, he rushed towards the mini bar. There is a small refrigerator. He opened the refrigerator, took a bottle of cold water and sipped it several times.
Then open the empty suitcase, fill it with his goods that he has collected.
Now three medium-sized suitcases are ready to transport. Plus a tote bag.
It was hard to leave the apartment that had been with him for a year. I loved the pain while living here.
He looked at the city from the window. The crowded streets do not discourage the riders to travel. Even though the weather is very hot.
“It's done?” asked the man who had come out of the bathroom with his hair still wet and water droplets still dripping down his neck.
“Mas Danang not bring a change of clothes?” tanyakanya.
“There is in mobil”
“Terus why is it still wet his hair? Can be dredged with towel”
“Free donk has taken a shower but not changed!” back again with ketus.
The man just smelled a smile.
“Iih ... slovenly!” pissed-off. He was told to laugh at his thought.
“Which way to bring? This all?” point Danang at the bag that has been collected near the sofa.
“You guys want to grab a shirt on the car.”
But he did not answer, preferring to go to the bathroom. Because he was already angry. Smells themselves. Wry smell.
Handing over the apartment key to the guard in the lobby, saying goodbye to Mr. Wira who had been good to him.
“Sadly you know, Mrs Rei moved residence. Though the best Mbak and attention ...” Said Mr. Wira as he said goodbye.
Obviously, he interacts with her often. Often give souvenirs if you get coverage in the area. What else if you come home from Solo. Special chips welut (eel) favorite Pak Wira never absent.
“Still see you, Sir. It will move next to aja”.
It is true, the apartment that will be occupied with Danang is not far from his old apartment.
“But if Mbak Rei does not feel at home there can come here again. Later I said the same Mother Vanes”
He chuckles. Vanes' mother was the manager of the apartment.
“Aman, Sir. I say yes,” he said. Shaking Mr. Wira's hand.
Cars driven by Danang drove splitting the city streets at medium speed.
“How do we find food first? You ...”
“Take away yes,” fast. He is lazy. Want to get there soon, clean up the stuff.
The man replied, “Okay”
Upon arriving at his apartment unit, the man pressed the passcode. There was a sound of ‘bib’ and it pushed the door.
“Passcode her wedding date kita”
Huh huh? That means his date of birth too. Gercep change the passcode. Inner sneered.
He slightly looked around. This apartment is more spacious maybe twice the area of his old apartment.
“You just sleep in the main room. Let me yang—“
“Gak .. gak! I am sleeping in the guest room,” fast exchange, “i am here humpang ...” Its effects.
The man tapped his shoulders. Resignedly. Go in his room.
While the girl took out the items in her suitcase and she kept them in a three-door closet. The size of the room is smaller. And only contains a bed with a closet.
After finishing his things. The girl intended to eat because her stomach was rumbling.
He looks pacing like an iron. Looking for Danang. Kitchen and living room. Only the main room he had not checked.
But he hesitated to knock on the door.
Unfortunately, his stomach was no longer able to compromise. He knocked several times on his door. No, there is no answer from within.
Until he opened the door that turned out to be unlocked. He looked, inside. The room atmosphere is monochrome gray. Similar curtains that are deliberately not opened, add to the dim atmosphere even outside the bright weather.
He ventured deeper inside.
He stared for a moment at the wedding photo hanging above the headboard. Then his gaze turned to the man who was lying on his side hugging the bolster. Bare-chested and wearing only shorts.
Trouble he swallowed his saliva. Trying to control his mind.
It's a normal thing. Like when he saw Ken who was bare-chested.
Once again he tried to neutralize his heartbeat. As you move your feet closer to the bed.
“Mas ...” Lirih.
The man flinched. A smooth snoring indicates that he is asleep.
He just wanted to get out, let him sleep for longer.
But when his hand touched the door handle again, he turned around.
Thought worried.
He deliberately opened the curtain wide, letting free light in. And it turns out that the surefire way to make the man was disturbed from his sleep, rubbing his eyes, dispelling glare.
“Sorry ... Mas. I interrupted your sleep, huh?” Say it without feeling guilty.
“It's late afternoon at half-four. We eat first, yuuk!” Try to eliminate awkwardness.
“You've been sorted out?” ask Danang with a position already sitting on the edge of the bed.
“Already. I'm waiting at the dinner table.”
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