Love of the Journalist
23. The Start Being Friends
...23. The Start Being Friends...
Kirei
“.... I Kirei Fitriya reported from Tanjung Mas Port, Semarang. For Event Search.”
This morning he did some coverage in Tanjung Mas. Together with Mas Budi as a partner and cameraman.
Covering the smuggling of 2 containers containing 2,942 Roll Polyester Woven Fabric (fabric from polyester) worth more than 2 billion. And allegedly potentially detrimental to the country's finances worth Rp 2.18 billion.
“Mas, two days I'm off yes. Cuti,” revealed.
“Dan .. for afternoon coverage I also have the same permission Mas Aldi.”
Mas Budi furrowed his brows. “Tumben, where to go?”
“Hehehe .. there is a need, Mas.” He smiled knot.
Recall how he had to argue this morning before going off coverage in the corlip room.
“Where to?” Aldi asked as he asked permission for a 2-day leave.
“Craftsmanship again piling. Even want to go,” snorted Aldi with a annoying tone as usual.
“It ... Mas. I want to go to Surabaya.”
“For?” aldi asked with eyes squinting at him.
I swear by what? The leave period alone must detail what the reason is, where to go. Do not be the same who should also be listed. Inner rebelled.
“I want to visit my father's grave, Mas.”
“OK. Two days is enough. No debate!”
“And afternoon after the coverage later, you can leave for Surabaya ...”
“Sorry, Mas .. but my plane this afternoon,”.
Long they are in bondage. Because Aldi has not decided on the permit this afternoon after coverage at the port.
He also could not ask Danang to change the departure schedule, right?
“Please ... Mas. No way, right, to rewind the schedule? Can lose donk!” His alibi tried to suppress Aldi while putting on a clear face.
Until ten minutes passed, finally he was allowed with the terms and conditions in force.
He and Budi conducted an interview with the head of the supervisory office and customs and customs service of the middle type of Tanjung Mas.
Almost two hours of conducting an interview session along with taking pictures of evidence that is still stored in the container terminal.
Exactly at 12 noon a car that was familiar to him parked in front of the customs office.
“Mas Budi, I first yaa ...” His appeal to Mas Budi accompanied by nods and sayings, “oke .. be careful, Rei.” While waving a ‘ok’ gesture on his finger.
Hurry up into the car.
“A long time ago, Mas?” He asked when he was in the back seat. Danang and Rendra sat in front.
“New five minutes,” Danang toilet.
***
Danang
Before leaving to pick up the girl, he took the time to call mom and dad. Explain chronology of the marriage.
I heard my mother's voice crying. Maybe my mom was disappointed in him. Then papa just sighed and asked him to come quickly to Surabaya.
He and the girl were sitting next to each other on the plane. The girl looked at the window. I don't know what he's thinking.
“You hungry?” Ask Kirei.
“Slight.”
“We'll be down soon. We will eat before going home.”
The girl nodded.
“Mas, can I ask you something?” kirei. His eyes stared at the request.
The girl crouched down, after putting a bouquet of flowers right in front of the headstone that read ‘Demas Prasetyo Bin Idris Kamaru’.
Even with her who was also squatting beside him.
Kirei was seen wiping his tears a few times. Although without a sound, he knew that sadness was surrounding him.
“We pray for dad.” He said while holding both hands. Which Kirei followed.
He led the prayer. Then it closes with the reading of Al-Fatiha.
“O tosan noo is nowiri ga kima shita (daddy's favorite is coming) ..”
“Kirei, o tosan ga koishi i (Kirei, miss dad) ..”
I don't know what his wife was talking about, but he could feel a deep, pent-up sadness. Sometimes she still tears. He who could not bear to see it finally grabbed him, trying to give strength.
“Ayah .. introduce me Danang. Kirei's husband,”
“We got married one week ago ...”
“I promise I will take care of her like dad also took care of her,”
“And promise will make her happy ...”
For a second, their gazes collided. Because Kirei turned to him as he made a promise in front of his father's tombstone.
The girl tried to put out a smile even though she knew it wasn't easy.
“Every year we come here. Visiting father,” muttered Kirei.
“We also paid this place not to be evicted. Because we don't have family here.”
Occasionally the clear liquid still dripped down his swollen cheeks.
He still held the girl's shoulder.
“Yuuk powder, afternoon rush.” The hammer then stood up while unraveling his embrace.
The journey from the public cemetery to his home takes 45 minutes. Blocked because it coincides with the hour after the office.
“What mommy equally papa will be angry?” ask the girl without taking a look outside the window.
“Taste a little,”
Then he looked at the girl who was frowning. “Slight?” ask the girl over and over again.
“Maybe ...”
“But for sure they are happy. I brought a daughter-in-law for them.”
Precisely the girl frowned even more, “Kok happy?!” hatchlings.
He chuckles, “For they want a daughter-in-law ..”
“Hah!” Kirei still doesn't understand. “Gaje bangeeett ..” Angry spray.
Finally he chuckled. I looked at the girl sitting next to him.
The decision to use an online taxi turned out to be right according to him.
Instead of having to be picked up directly mom and dad.
**
Kirei
Arriving at the residence of the in-laws he was greeted kindly. Even exaggerated according to him. All the workers were gathered to welcome her.
Papa's a police officer. While mama is an ordinary housewife who has a busy business bakery. Papa's carrying was revealed to the man sitting next to him. The wires are clearly still emanating. Assertively. Straightly. Charismatic. And a strong leadership aura.
While mama though talk a lot actually makes the atmosphere more alive. And excited.
“Kirei do not hesitate yes .. reproof aja if Danang is less sensitive. He was eleven twelve with his papa.”
“He doesn't talk much. Direct cuuss .. to the point just want ...”
“But he is already affectionate with someone, beeuuuhh .. can-can you be made to turn back the same you,” concluded mama by thinning her lips.
Mama is indifferent. Then stand busy taking calls. Not long back joined sitting next to papa.
“Just tomorrow afternoon your wedding thanksgiving. Everything's sorted out. You guys just prepare yourself,” toilet mama full of spirit.
"Although the event is simple, but everyone should know we already have a daughter-in-law .. and most importantly prayers and blessings of all in order for your marriage to be blessed and happy." Mama smiled happily.
“The room is ready too. You better rest first. It must be cape, right?” Connect mama.
“Nang, take Kirei to your room.” Tell Mama then.
He only commented on the smile, confused and awkward. It is certain that while here he will be in one room with the man.
Oh my god.
He could only follow Danang to his room. “You rest first. I need to be with Papa,” he said after delivering himself into the room.
The atmosphere of the room is not much different from the room in the apartment.
“Kalo need something I'm under. Or there is Bi Darmi also Jum below.” Danang said before closing the door.
He nodded in understanding.
His eyes were forcefully closed as his body had laid comfortably on the bed. However, not a hint of drowsiness ambushed him. He sat back on the edge of the bed. The net is staring at a row of photos of Danang displayed in a glass cabinet that joins his action figure collection.
Photo of him at Akpol graduation, law graduate. The karate championship cup. And some photos while climbing the mountain with men he knew. There's William, Dipa and Aksa.
Then the photo in front of Merlion Park with Aksa and Arik.
The Sydney Opera House, New South Wales, Australia.
All of them seem to reflect that he is surrounded by people who love him. A happy youth.
Then his eyes caught a picture of a man he seemed to know. The man wearing a white-gray uniform embeds with William in front of the Siola Surabaya building.
“You look like someone,” muttered he stared fixedly at the photo in uniform SMA it.
The door was knocked several times from outside.
Not even himself will open the door, Danang has already pushed him and entered.
“Lho ... You don't sleep?” ask Danang.
The man passed by, towards the wardrobe that was in the corner of the room. Unlock the dresser and pick up the shirt and shorts and take them to the bathroom.
He hasn't even answered yet. Danang is gone behind the door.
He looked in shock, as his shoulders were patted. Because he stood behind the bathroom door.
“Kok even daydream?” Say Danang while crawling on the bed.
“Ka-you want to sleep?” Ask stuttered. Obviously if the man sleeps here. Where does he sleep?
“Asolely, yes!”
“Don’t worry just sleep on it (don't worry just sleep no more),” then Danang smiled obliquely.
“Sleep ... later tonight we will eat out with Papa and Mama.”
Carefully she was forced to lay her body tilted back against a man who was none other than her husband. Limits of bolsters between them. As a fortress if he's a khilaf. Surely the man must remain vigilant.
Dinner with mom and dad wasn't as bad as she thought.
He thought his marriage was a disaster. A marriage that brought him into a state of constancy and eventually people will also judge him badly.
But it turned out wrong.
Mama and papa so kindly accept herself as daughter-in-law. Even with the people around him.
“Kirei still works, right?” ask Mama when her mind is running around.
He nodded while smiling a little.
“Just mama order. If one day Danang is mutated, Mama hopes you can continue to accompany him. Same risk marriage police wife ... ready to be placed anywhere.”
Again he nodded as well as gulped his saliva roughly.
“Oya, sometime we schedule a meeting with your mother and sister, huh? Our time has become family but like kayak do not know it.”
“Iya, Maa ...” Legally.
“Let's eat it spent, not to waste,” said mama.
“Nang, should you look for a home? move to a more comfortable home. The apartment is narrow. Later on if Kirei is pregnant and you have an—“
“Uhukkk ...” He who was chewing food suddenly choked.
Danang swiftly put a glass of water on him.
“Still, Mas ...” The reply.
“Ma .. discuss that later. We are comfortable living in the apartment kok,” kilah that man. I hope you are no longer pressing about home, pregnancy and children. They are still focused on improving relationships that they themselves do not know what they will be like. Still grey.
“OK .. okay. Whatever you guys are, now live in an apartment. But you also have to be ready to think about the future.” Mom always had a way....
The cool papa just smiles to be a listener without arguing and mediating.
He and Danang stopped at a park. Mom and Dad went straight home.
“Mama you are excited yaa ...” He said as they sat on the park bench.
Danang just put his shoulders relaxed, “Maybe a little chatty,”
“I think mama and papa will be angry with us.”
“They're happy, right? What else bring your kayak son-in-law!”
“Hiperbolis ...” Stewing.
“But, I'm not a son-in-law like their shadow.”
“Our wedding by force,”
“I'm afraid they're disappointed .. if they know we're just pretending ...” The sarcasm.
“We start being friends (we start being friends),” said the man. "You want to, right? Try?”
Momentary silence.
He flinched.
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