Love of the Journalist
45. Feeling Blue's
...45. Feeling Blue's...
Kirei
His relationship with Aldi was getting worse. Although they try to be professional but the landscape is very obvious. He repeatedly sighed when he met the tall man.
When he submitted a report for example. The tall man did not look and speak a word. During meeting. When you cross accidentally.
Even while filming a search event for the last time. Dian has returned from maternity leave. Aldi remained indifferent. Being Aldi figure back as early as knowing him.
The project that Aldi predicted eventually fell into the hands of Anisa. He just resigned. Maybe it wasn't for him.
“Later help me talk to Aldi,” said Mas Budi when they were in the lobby about to leave coverage.
“No need, Mas. Maybe Mas Aldi is ...."
“I think Aldi has gone too far,” Budi said.
***
Aldi
Many netizens commented on the TVS social media page, especially the news, protesting Kirei's absence as a presenter. Although Dian as a presenter has actually returned. But they prefer the dimpled girl to bring the TS program.
Also, the new show got a response from netizens who wanted Kirei as their news anchor when it was introduced in the public before it actually premiered.
“Arrgggghhh ..” His screech ruffled his hair. Frustrations.
“Lo, do not mix your feelings with the credibility you bet,” said Budi some time ago when they met in his room.
“Kirei has got a heart in the public. And you close your eyes to that .. come on, which Aldi I know. A person who upholds professionalism.”
“Lo has been missteps,” Budi reminded.
He rushed out of the room. Gets a moment in the cubicle of the girl. Nil. That girl wasn't at his desk. He went back to his room. Pacing.
***
Kirei
He got a short message from someone who said he wanted to meet. Discussing important things. Actually he was lazy to serve people he did not know. But the man was urgent and wanted to say something related to her husband.
Finally he decided to meet the person at the cafe in front of the office.
Once it gets there. A woman waved her hand.
He stopped for a moment. Then he approached the woman.
“You invited me to meet here?” Ask still standing.
“Please sit down,” bargain the woman.
He sat across the table between them.
“To the point only ... what is the need?” Ask without a stale base.
“Better we get acquainted first .. to be more free to chat,” the woman impressed elegant. The items that were attached to his body were definitely not haphazard.
“I Queen ...” While sticking out his hand.
He shook his hand, “Kirei,” with a sour face.
“Cih ... Danang taste like this?” The Queen's ejek underestimated him.
“Actually what do you mean? My time is not much. If only serve unimportant things sil ...”
The queen threw a white envelope on the table right in front of her. Until it splashes out.
His chest suddenly rumbled. The hand that had been above the lap clenched tightly.
“Me and Danang used to have a relationship and ..” The corner of his lips curved upwards, “we love each other ..”
Not until the woman spoke. He hurried to leave the Queen without the woman explaining more deeply what kind of relationship they were meant to be. Because looking at the photos alone he is no longer able to interpret it.
His mind is completely fucked!
He can no longer concentrate in the rest of the office hours. His mind went nowhere. While the computer screen is still on. The report of the coverage that should have been completed finally settles down.
The woman named Queen had been able to leave a million questions and jealousy seething in her chest.
***
Danang
Repeatedly he sent his wife a chat message but no one had been replied to. Even still tick two grays. Message signs have not been opened and read.
Trying to call. Nihil is not lifted. He was trying to postive thinking. Through the GPS tracking of the phone, indicating the position of the girl is still in her office.
But he began to fidget when he found out the position of his wife's phone was no longer in the office. And the condition of the phone is dead. It means he can't trace his whereabouts.
“Ren,” call him to Rendra by phone.
“Ke my room.” Declared.
“Ya, Sir.” When Rendra entered his room.
“Today Ramadan safari where?” He asked as he accelerated his fingers pressing on the keyboard keys. His eyes caught the computer screen without switching a single bit on Rendra who was standing before him.
“Di ...”
“Cancel!” He quickly cut off the sentence Rendra was still hanging.
“But, Sir ...”
“There is more urgent. You told Mr. Banuaji to represent me."
“He is also a Ramadan safari, Sir!” Rendra. It's a mess if this afternoon the boss cancels it. Because the boss must represent the Police Chief to break open with the Governor and his ranks and MSMEs (Small and Medium Micro Enterprises) in the Hall of Peace House.
Waited for a moment. He looked at Rendra.
In the end he threw a smile as he shook the hands of Governor Ndaru Ayodia, the deputy governor, and his ranks. The Smile .... Yes, the body is here. But not with his soul.
His heart was restless cannot be denied. The whereabouts of his wife at this time that is not yet known is the main reason.
Talk for a moment with the Governor on the sidelines to eat his food. Although the menu on the table is various and tempting. But nothing stirred his taste.
“Pak Danang is married, yes?” Ask the Governor.
“Already Sir,”
“Oo .. I guess not yet. If I have not yet searched ...” kelakar Mr. Governor with a serious mimic. But it ended with laughter afterwards.
They chatted casually, occasionally interspersed with crisp laughter.
His car was speeding when the Ramadan safari was over. The goal is only one. His apartment. He wished his wife had gone home and waited for him there.
With hunting steps. While trying to call Kirei's number. The answer remains the same only the voice of the operator saying the destination number is off.
When the apartment door opened, it was clear that the lights were not on. It is unlikely that the girl has not yet returned. He still wished the girl was in the room. But....
Again nil.
He rubbed his face rough. Mind raging.
“GPS car ...”He muttered when he suddenly remembered that the girl had learned three days ago to bring a car to the office.
**
Kirei
He chose to participate in iftar on the road activities along with street children in the park of Sriguting. Events organized by the entertainment journalist community. Namely his colleagues used to be in the entertainment division for one year.
Handing out a box of rice containing side dishes. One snack box contains dates, cakes and pudding. And a bottle of mineral water. For street children.
After all is divided. They sit cross-legged on a paving block. Wreathing around joking. Waiting for azan magrib.
“Buktinya he joined again with us,” timpal Deni who just joined him. Sitting next to Devi.
He just threw a smile in response.
“Keep gossip lo is married really?” Devi looks at.
This former division friend is indeed to his god level. He's mangut-mangut.
“Police names that said ...."
He was angry again.
“Ohh .. gosh!”
“Kepo lo, Dev!” Sembur Deni's.
The sound of sirens entering the azan magrib roared. Then followed by I saw azan magrib after.
They prayed together before eating.
“Aamiin ..” Sahutan that almost sounded like muttering simultaneously closed the prayer.
After saying goodbye to his colleagues. He also headed for a parking bag that was in the alley of Spiegel bar and restaurant.
“Lo sure Rei's not coming with us?” Ask Deni make sure again. Because previously Deni invited him to walk with his community.
“Lanjuut aja .. I want to go back.”
“OK. See you ...”
He drove his car slowly to the Great Kauman mosque not far from the Sriguting park. Praying magrib there.
“Mbaknya already canceled fasting?” Ask the mothers who greeted him while he was folding his face.
“Sampun (already), Bu.” Follow him while smiling.
Then there was a chatter of the fathers who coiled in the corner of the mosque pendopo. After they finished eating together.
“How is our fasting if, we are marahan same wife or husband ustaz? Is our fast off?”
“Fasting means refraining from everything that cancels the fast starting from the rising of dawn to the setting of the sun,” replied ustaz.
“The obligation is written in Surah Al-baqarah verse 183: O you who believe, are obligated upon you to fast as is obligated upon the people before you in order for you to fear,”
“So if during the trip we run a fast suddenly because because we are angry it does not cancel the fast.”
“Only, influential in the quality of one's fasting. Want the gents to have their reward reduced?” Ustaz throws questions.
“No ustaz,” say some pilgrims there.
“Then from that, the fact of fasting is to withhold *****. One of them is**** tantrums. As Bukhari and Muslim hadiths say: Fasting is self-fortification. So when one of you is fasting, do not speak filthy words and do not shout, and if someone scolds him or invites him to quarrel, let him say - verily I am fasting-“
He drove his car at the speed of splitting the city road into his apartment. His car he parked in front of the minimarket on the 1st floor of the apartment building. He remembered that there was a few food stocks that were exhausted.
Take some food. Fruits. And beverages. Rushed to the cashier to pay.
When opening the mini market door he was stunned, “Mas Danang?”
***
Danang
He's trying to track the girl's car GPS. But how surprised, that the position of the car in this apartment area. On the 1st floor of the mini market.
With a thousand steps he was driven to the mini market. Surely the car type hatchback maroon is parked right in front of the mini market. He tried to knock on the window. Because the appearance from the outside is clearly unable to penetrate the situation inside. But there was no response.
He decided to turn around. With the purpose of the mini market. But he was stunned when the figure of the girl he feared came out from behind the mini market door carrying 2 bags of red eco bag.
“Mas Danang?”
He held the girl in his arms. Pecking the top of his head.
“You from anywhere?” The first sentence came out of his mouth, “I'm worried .. Your phone is off,” he continued.
“I ...”
“Not Mas Danang safari Ramadan?” Kill the girl.
Momentary pause.
He stared at Kirei's bead-filled eyes.
“We go home,”. Grabbing the eco bag and holding the girl's hand.
Arrive in their unit. Kirei was more silent. Arranging groceries in kitchen sets and refrigerators. He watched every move of the girl.
“I shower first, yes, Mas ...” Pamit Kirei after cleaning her groceries.
After the shower the girl made no sound. In the depths that made him curious. Kirei broke down his body and prepared to sleep.
He also took a shower. Flashing his head with a shower may be able to cool his mind. Shortly after his sleeping wife turned her back.
“Why you?” Ask lirih. His hands were coiled around the girl's waist.
“Why is your phone not active?” Its effects. He was very sure Kirei had not slept. Just avoid.
But the girl flinched.
“Alright .. Maybe you cape. Rest.”
“Good night .. sleep tight." He dyed the girl's hair.
Pull the blanket over the girl until she reaches her shoulder. Then he slept next to her.
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Note :
Governor Ndaru Ayodia's story in the novel MY GOVERNOR by Sheisugly.
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