Love of the Journalist
52. You And Memories

...52. You And Memories...

Danang

He could only stare from a distance as the girl left the hospital. Sitting in a wheelchair and being pushed by Ken.

His chest throbbed pain as he had to let half of his heart go. Go with hatred. With anger.

Then until when? Until when does this all end?

“Ya, hello ..” When he received a phone call.

“Waiting papa at home,”

He just decided on the call. Put the phone in his pants pocket. Drive a car with a mind that goes nowhere. What is clear is that one stage of his life has now been broken apart. Crushed melting.

***

Kirei

His eyes were empty during the trip. Look out the glass. There is no passion. There is no hope that can bring him back. Lunglai's body.

Even when he was in the place of the pusara of the father. Sitting down with a downcast cry.

“Have ... Better we pray father.” Mother rubbed her shoulders and sat down.

Ken leads the prayer.

“Aamiin ..” They cupped their palms to their faces. After ending the prayer.

Arrive at the mother's residence. He went straight into his room. He stretched his body by curling. Clutching his own body. Feel the pain so bad.

For a few days he locked himself up. Accompanied by lonely nights. I feel overwhelmed by everything that happened to him.

“Until when will you be like this?” Sergey Ken went into his room.

“You tortured yourself ... make what?”

He flinched. Sitting on a wide open window while looking at the moon tonight that only shines dimly. Because it is covered in cloud that blows. Her hair was fluttering in the night wind.

“It is precisely people will laugh at you with you slumped! Come on, Rei!” Ken grunting.

“Remember Rei, we will not be able to change the past as hard as we try .. So it is time for your sara to rise, for your future. To your happiness!”

He stays unmoved. Even when Ken was out of his room.

After Ken came out of his room. The turn of the mother who entered with her cellphone. Then give it to him.

“Baapu, want to talk.” Mother said slowly.

It looked. Staring at her mother as if asking for approval. Mother nodded slowly.

“Hallo ..” Sweepings.

“How are you doing, Rei? Baapu miss.” Voice from across.

“Good, Baapu.”

“Sorry,”

“For what apologies? Baapu just misses. Want to hear your voice. What else if you could come here. Definitely Baapu happy.” Baapu's voice sounded chuckling.

“Neene also misses. Say hello to you and Ken.”

After the phone call is cut off. He handed the phone back to me. Mother dragged the wheeled chair from the work desk to her side.

“Go to Gorontalo if you really want to calm down.” Mother has tried to give her a booster injection. But it still feels hard to stand straight back.

“Baapu and neene will surely love the arrival of his favorite grandson.” Mother threw a smile at him.

The day after he met Mr. Grace as his superior.

Pouring a white envelope on Mr. Grace's desk, “I'm sorry, Mr.” His words became an opening. Sudden resign. In the middle of the program that is ongoing. It must disappoint many.

Mr. Grace furrowed his brows, “What's this, Rei?” Ask Mr. Grace. As far as Mr. Grace is concerned today he is still on leave. Then suddenly came to his boss. Maybe Mr. Grace was surprised.

“Sa-I'm applying to resign, sir.” He said in a stammer. This is a tough and crucial decision. After all night he thought.

Mr. Grace further furrowed his brows, his hands clenching the white envelope.

“Why sudden, Rei?”

“I ... I want to go to Gorontalo, Sir. Don't know until when.” His eyes fell on the table.

“Rei ... Rei .. I know. You are his passion in this field. Wherever possible you will leave this profession of yours.” Mr. Grace just laughed, not believing.

“Sorry, Sir. I'm here to submit my resignation letter. And all bamit.” He looked at Mercy at a glance, then looked down again. His hands squeezed the pants he was wearing.

Mr. Grace breathed heavily.

“I object!” Tandas Pak Rahmat's.

He's buzzing.

“It ... means?” He swallowed his saliva.

“Ya ..” Mr. Grace stuffed the envelope of his resignation letter into his desk drawer without opening it first. What else is read.

“Go ... someday if you are tired of working in Gorontalo, come again here. We'll accept you anytime, Rei. Origin ...” His boss knew because yesterday he was applying for extra leave. Then the reason to go to Gorontalo is because there are relatives there.

He awaits the continuation of the sentence Mr. Grace.

The boss smiled, “Originally do not ask for a salary as long as you do not work here. No work no pay.”

Suddenly he laughed. Yes, the laughter that these few days has disappeared, though not after before.

Her face was crisp, “Thank you, Sir.” He said, extending his hand and standing up. His head bowed in honor. Mr. Grace also stood up to welcome his hand, then patted him on the shoulder.

“TVS will always be wide open for you back.”

After meeting Mr. Grace on the 5th floor. He's headed for the news division room on the 3rd floor. Found Aldi.

Aldi also objected to his decision. But the tall man could do nothing.

“With very heavy, Rei .. forced me to release.” That was the last sentence Aldi said.

Then he went to kubikel his co-workers. Bamitan with Anisa, Oka and of course Mas Budi.

Anisa who took it off with tears. Which automatically damages the girl's eyeliner. While Oka and Mas Budi with his grim face.

“Don't forget the news. Anywhere, anytime ..” Threaten Anisa by grumbling.

She hugs Anisa, “Thanks for everything, Nis. No rame,” his lips.

“Lo think I'm advertising cigarettes!” Sembur Anisa's. In this sad time, his best friend was joking.

“Lo add debt explanation of the same me. Sudden resign. Don't bring souvenirs. Then suddenly a farewell! Anyway I swear you come back here one day!” Anisa grumbled indistinctly.

He chuckled, as did Oka and Mas Budi.

“Ka, saying yes ...” He patted the boy on the shoulder with those glasses. “Thank you for all, Ka.”

Oka slapped her shoulder back, “Gue too. Thanks very much you. As long as we're partners, Lo helps me a lot.”

“Dan ... Lo, also still have the same debt I!”

It cringes.

“Debt does not bring layer cake surabaya. So that's me in debt. One day you come here again must bring the cake.”

A second later he chuckled.

“Mas, thank you very much .. thank you very much. Rei is nobody.” Suddenly his eyes warmed up. Her tears were already there.

“Mas Budi the best ...” He held out his 2 thumbs and shrank the corners of his eyes.

The cameraman grabbed him, “You I've considered my own sister, Rei. Hope your choice is right. Even if you come back. We are all still open to receive you.”

Then Oka and Anisa also scattered. The four of them hugged each other and strengthened.

“Greetings to Mas Agung and Gita. Also other news friends,” he said when they parse hugs.

Grabbing backpack. His eyes swept over his cubicle table. Swiping the work desk, which had been his co-worker.

This second he had to step again from zero.

Everything's sorted out. He hurried to leave the news division.

Waving his hands at everything along with his heavy steps to leave his place shackled all this time.

Now the goal is an apartment.

“Rei ... I accompany you to the top,” Ken said as his car arrived in front of the apartment lobby.

He shook his head, “I'm a minute, Kak.” His kill.

“Good. If you need help. Call me.” Ken's Message.

He nodded. Then get out of the car. Along the way to his unit his chest rumbled. His head suddenly shrunk.

He himself doubted. But, there are files to be retrieved. So don't want to. He has to go to that apartment again.

With a slight tremble of his fingers pressed the pass code. And ‘bip” door opens with the same pass code. Legs riveted. It was hard to step inside.

Trying to strengthen themselves. Forcing her body to resist uncomfortable feelings.

The living room and TV room are still the same. Where he often sat alone with the man. Chatting, watching the ball until morning, then his first kiss was also done on the sofa. Ah ... he quickly shook his head.

His eyes swept across the kitchen area that had not changed in the slightest. Instead he remembered the man who often cooked for him.

“Try,” the man thrusts a plate of fried rice. And then feed it into his mouth.

He smiled, “Enak, Mas.”

Then the man kissed his forehead and the top of his head, “Morning kiss ...” Said.

Then the next morning, a plate of omelette was presented on the dining table. Another sandwich tomorrow. And so on almost every morning. The man prepared breakfast for him. Enjoy breakfast together while chatting.

He shook. The memories are still intact. Not even one is missed.

Then he went to the main room. Grabbing the door algae and pushing it slowly.

The same bed. With the same bed linen All looked neat and cold. There was no trace of the man there.

He moved his feet towards the bed. Wearing his body there. Rubbing the surface of the mattress is soft. Mind floated.

“I wish you were here (i miss you) ...”

The words were ringing in his ears. How he treated her with all his love. Shower him with love and attention.

Her tears had now slid freely, but she quickly wiped them away. He does not want to dissolve in memories. In grief. With a quick movement he opened the wardrobe. But again and again the man's clothes were neatly arranged in place. Usually if you take clothes, men are haphazard. So that the pile becomes a mess.

“From now on I'll get you a change of clothes. Prepare on the bed. Mas Danang can't protest!” He was annoyed to see a pile of clothes that were falling apart. While the man chuckles. From then on he always provided the man's change of clothes.

He rubbed the man's clothes. His mind is buana. He had all the memories with him. Unanimous.

Suddenly he regained consciousness. Pressing the safe access code she knew combined her date of birth and the man's date of birth. Turns out it hasn't changed.

Retrieving some files. Then close the safe again. Then grab a red medium-sized suitcase. Fill up some of his clothes.

Then rushed out of the room. However, he halted his steps before grabbing the door algae.

She hesitantly took off her wedding ring. Put it on the nightstand.

***

Danang

He had to return to the apartment because he had to pick up some of his work clothes there. In two days he will have to go to Jakarta.

He slept in Aksa's apartment. I don't know why he hasn't been able to return to that apartment. Many memories. Which in the end stifles the chest. Makes pain.

Take a deep breath, then exhale slowly. Pressing the unit access code. Step inside. But ....

He felt the presence of the girl here. Yes ... here. Leaves a trace of her perfume scent. Traces of his presence.

He hurried to the main room. Allegedly right. When he saw the footprints of the mattress that was like it was occupied and he was sure the girl had just been in this place. Then she opened her closet. There are some clothes that are no longer there. Coupled with his favorite travel bag that is also not in place.

Instantly his body langlai.

He rubbed some piles of clothes of the girl who was still neatly arranged.

“I wish you were here ...” Mumbled.

But his eyes accidentally caught a glittering object on top of the nightstand.

DEG

Slowly he approached. Tackling that thing. His heart was beating violently. His vision is heating up. He closed his eyes with his tears.

Is this your last decision?

**

Kirei

After saying goodbye to Ken, he rushed into the waiting room. Fifteen minutes from takeoff.

His right hand was still holding a paper cup containing a capuccino. This morning he was attacked by sleepiness. After last night I couldn't sleep at all.

After the call the passengers of the Jakarta department were announced to immediately board. He immediately threw the paper cup into the trash.

And yep, get in right where it belongs. He smiled a little. Then rushed in while handing over the boarding pass to the officer.

***

Danang

“Thanks, Ren ...” He said to Rendra who had taken him to the airport.

“Sama-sama, Sir.”

He hurried to step in a hurry. It's too late. Because last night he couldn't sleep. Just fell asleep after 5 a.m. As a result, he woke up.

With a hunting step he handed the boarding pass to the officer. Scrubbing his suitcase with a little run.

His breathing was still panting as he sat in the business class seat. It's like deja vu. His mind floated when he met the girl on the plane. Just two days. Two days in Jakarta but they were found on the same plane. Sit side by side.

He closed his eyes, but instead the shadow of the girl was present.

“Two days only, Sir.”

“Father himself again duty here?”

“Sama, I am also again duty here. Two days only.”

“Congratulations, yes, Sir. By the way already served as Director of Ditreskrimsus ..”

“Still.”

“No eating, sir?”

“You want?”

“Yes, if invited to come, sir. What else is this thanksgiving meal, who refuses!”

Instantly his eyes opened.

The plane had landed perfectly at Soekarno-Hatta airport. Rushing he took his travel bag in the cabin. Exit through the front door.

***

Kirei

While he came out through the back door because of his sitting position at the very end of the row. After waiting in line out he stepped foot into the corridor of the transit center. Continue the connecting flight by waiting for two hours before finally flying to Gorontalo.

But before that, he was standing in front of the toilet. Removing his sunglasses and hanging them on the collar of the shirt he was wearing.

Not long after, he came out of the toilet. Wearing back his sunglasses. And now he's wearing a red hoodie. Wearing a hood on his head.

Walk down the corridor. Over time he heard his name called. But as fast as lightning he brushed it off. Not likely.

***

Danang

At first glance he saw the shadow of the girl walking quickly towards the end of the transit corridor center. He was trying to chase her. He was sure it was Kirei. His wife. Wearing his favorite red hoodie. And the backpack he always carries when working. Percis is not wrong anymore.

“Kirei ...” Call echoed.

But his leg stopped immediately when the transit officer asked him for a follow-up ticket. He can only surrender.

The shadow of the girl grew further away and disappeared into the crowd. He rubbed his face rough. Closing his eyes and sighing violently into the air. Is this just a hallucination?

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