Love of the Journalist
40. So Glad On News Team
...40. So Glad On News Team...
Kirei
The first day he entered work after two weeks off seemed to drain his energy.
From morning to evening he was actually in the studio to do the recording.
“Break!” Seru mas Agung as campers.
“We continue tomorrow”.
He immediately cleaned up his equipment. Change clothes in the dressing room.
“Rei ...” call Gita, makeup artist who handles it.
“Lo, must do the face care of his cake. Let smooth ... glowing ... shimmering .. shining ...everything that is pleasing to the camera is.”
“Comedo, lo much right. How many years is it not Nyalon?” gita's Omelette.
“Lo face, also rich dull so,” he added again without any shade aling-aling.
She just looked at her face in the make up room mirror. It was true that he had not done facial treatments for a long time. Oh, not just faces. Except the body too. He also doesn't remember the last time he went to the salon. Because it is so long.
What else was there while training in Cambodia yesterday. Really two full days interacting with the sun that is so dashing illuminate the earth Land of the Khemr.
“Nih,” Gita thrusting an exclusive business card at him. It is a famous beauty salon in town. It's not far from the office.
“Still, yes, Gono ..” say with a fluffy smile.
Gita already pursed her lips, “Gono ... Gone ... Gita, tau!” its spray.
“Ups! Yes ... yes. Gita beautiful. As beautiful as Nagita Slavina.” He chuckles by closing his mouth.
Gita's real name is Gono Sujiwo. But since searching the world of beauty turned into Gita Sujiwa. Fans heavy wife Sultan Andara. He wanted to laugh because of it.
He glanced at the watch on his arm. Still afternoon. There is no harm in doing facial treatments first. New body treatments she thought. Because if the body care at least takes a long time.
He waved at Gita, “I first yaa ... Git.”
Gita screams shrill, “don't forget to tell Gita. Point the card. Okay fine! See you tomorrow!”
The man in the form of a woman was indeed good at making her shake her head. With all his behavior and behavior.
He left studio 2. Down the hallway. Towards the elevator presses button 1 which means lobby. This morning he met Aldi in his room.
“How about my offer yesterday about a new project?” aldi asked as he sat in the front seat of his desk.
It's still a gamang. Because I don't know the concept of how.
“It's kind of a documentary but combined with a conversation,”
“Certainly useful conversation,”
“So, our program will document a topic. Then, broadcast in the form of a discussion. Sure brings in experts that fit the topic.”
“Nah .. You are the host. How?”
He's still weighing.
Actually the idea is good but, “What is such a program its rating is good, Mas?” He doubted. Because TV programs now if not soap operas, dramas, entertainment gossip, talk shows, difficult to enter the rating.
“Don’t worry about it (just relax). This program is in news. It is like a news story that informs something. Aim to educate with casual packaging.” Tandas Aldi sure.
It bit his deep lips.
“Can I think first, Mas?” her door.
“OK. But I hope you'll be the host. Many like the way you bring the TS” program concluded the tall man.
He smiled a little. Then exit. Because I have to shoot tapping.
“Mbak has arrived,” said mas ojol who delivered it to the salon Gita recommendation.
He immediately got off the bike. Handing over the green helmet to mas ojol.
Pushing glass door reads ‘push’. He was greeted by a beautiful female officer.
“Please ... Can I help you?” said the woman.
“I want to do facial treatment”.
The woman who greeted him drove him to the reception. He also handed over a business card from Gono, uh Gita Sujiwa.
“Temennya, Mbak Gita, yes?!” guessing or asking. I don't know.
But he replied, “Iya .. temen Gita Sujiwa,” he recited the full name of Gita so that the receptionist in front of him did not ask again.
The receptionist named Indri, drove him to a special room for women.
“Mbaknya wait here. It's her change of clothes. The dressing room over there.” Indri pointed at the room at the end.
“Before beauty therapist will come” he said then go leave it alone.
Sure enough shortly after, someone claimed Winda as a beauty therapist. As per Gita's order, who contacted her. That he should do facial, chemical feeling and creambath.
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Danang
He just returned from the city of Pemalang. Monitoring the development of the investigation of the case of embezzlement of village funds in two districts at once bordering Pekalongan district. The case that was initially handled by the Pemalang and Pekalongan police was finally submitted to the police.
Arriving at the office he held a meeting with the supervision and investigation team. Till night.
Several times he scratched his neck. Trying to stretch tense neck veins all day. He still had to return to his room to finish some reports.
After sitting in his chair. Rendra approached him, “Take to Peterongan and Johar markets, sir. Hour 08.00 WIB. With a team from the trade service.”
He stared at the computer screen in front of him. With busy hands pressing keys.
“Then, after a meeting lunch with the entire board of directors in Mapolda. Agenda ...” Rendra mentioned what points will be discussed at the meeting.
“Done ...” murmured.
Forehead Rendra wrinkled, “Pak ..” call him. Make sure that his boss listens to his explanation earlier.
“I hear you,”
Thank goodness Rendra whispered in his heart. But when he wanted to leave because his day's work was done,
“Find me a car, Ren” he said.
“Mobil?” rejoice of Rendra assured.
“Yes. A car suitable for a woman.”
“Ready, Ndan!”
As soon as the report was over, he rushed forward the car. Look at the clock on the car dashboard 21.30 WIB.
Earlier during the meeting, Kirei sent him a message that he had come home. No need to pick her up at the office.
The streets are a little quiet. So that the car goes faster. Sooner he arrived at his apartment. With a hunting move, he wanted to quickly arrive at his unit. I can't wait to see the girl who always misses him. Even though we meet every day.
Self cleaning. Change clothes and hurry to the bed. Hugged the girl from behind. Kissing his head and smelling the scent of vanilla hair.
“Mas, have you gone home?” ask the girl. Then turn around to face him. But Kirei's eyes were still closed.
“Newly,”
“Sleep .. good night, sleep tight." He kissed his wife.
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Kirei
“What time are you home today?” ask Mas Danang. As he offered a chocolate toast.
“Custom afternoon, Mas. Why?” askalanya. While biting his bread. This morning they woke up late so they did not have time to make breakfast. And the mainstay menu if there is no practical time is to make toast.
“I picked up.”
“Mas Danang not busy?”
“Today it's like until the afternoon.”
“Let's call if you want to go home,” Mas Danang's message. The man in the brown uniform smiled at him. He also returned it.
Actually, he wanted to ask for an opinion. Ah ... There's no time. Maybe next time he tells me. Because they have to go to work.
Along the way, they told a light story.
“You can drive a car, right?”
He grimaces, “It used to be but has forgotten.” Her speech. I studied with Ken. But since college in Jogja he never again studied and drove. What else after work. I don't think there's time. So maybe now he's not. Or even completely forget. Just bring the motor he can't. He always chose shortcuts and practical. It is a taxi or ojeg.
“Let's learn again,” said the man.
The car stopped in front of the lobby. He took off the sealtbelt. Danang kissed his forehead. Then he smiled, “Mas, be careful yes ...”
Getting off the car he still saw the moving car slowly leaving him.
Someone patted her on the shoulder, which managed to make her look in shock.
“Whose circuit?” it was hard when I looked back. Apparently Anisa.
“Lo, debt answer. And the answers of all the answers that you have to complete”, Anisa.
They walked through the lobby. Greet some of the workers who knew him.
“What answer?” he relaxed while twitching his shoulders.
“That's the father of the police who sent, Lo!”
They entered the elevator. Some people who were in one elevator, threw a smile at him. Since he became a news anchor replacing Mba Dian who is still on leave, many people know him. Wiped it. When I was a field journalist. People rarely know and say hello. Unless it was people who were in direct contact with him.
“Lo, sudden artist ...” Anisa's whisper.
He flinched.
Ting.
Elevator door opens. They're moving into the news division.
“Rei, 9 hours awaited in studio.” Shouted Oka while looking at her cubicle.
He who has arrived in front of his cube said, “Thanks, Ka”
“News our new anchor!” Anisa Exclamation. Oka's already dragging her work chair closer to her. While Anisa stood leaning against the cubicle beside her.
“Gue support, lo.”
“Vote Kirei for indepth reporting category!” oka toilet.
“Lo, nominated,” Anisa said. No less made him turn.
“Shock, right, Lo?!”
“For 2 weeks on leave. Lots of news on TVS. I am sure you are not up to date.”
If the TVS award for workers indeed he has long known. Because it's an annual agenda. Last year, he even attended the show.
But this year, he hopes for nothing. Although friends of the profession are staying up to be included in the category. He also did not expect more nominations. Despite the fact that he had just heard his name was nominated.
“Next week TVS Award.” award Oka issued a gold-colored invitation symbolizing the television media that has been overshadowing it.
He accepted the invitation, “Thanks, Ka .. so glad on news team (so great to be on the news team).” Haru's words. Because after entering the news division various events he faced. But the division friends support each other. And now he's nominated for an award. Something so astounding (something surprising).
***
Aldi
He stopped asking and held Kirei back to stay in his room. Because he knows the girl's schedule. He wanted to stay longer with her.
His fingers knocked on his work glass table. So it sounds tuk tuk tuk continuously.
His mind and heart are in chaos. Don't know why? Since he went to the girl's house. And he had to meet a man who also seemed to be putting his heart on Kirei. He feels competing with her. Is the man free to enter his house? Who is he?
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