Love of the Journalist
70. Blessings
...70. Blessings...
Kirei
He felt an arm grab his waist. Sturdy arms with wide palms and long fingers. Then he turned to face the body of Danang who was sleeping next to him.
There was fatigue on the man's face. I don't know what time he's home. It's not late at night but maybe early in the morning.
Her eyes were straight on the wall clock hanging just above their wedding photo. Simple photo. Wrapped in white kebaya, natural makeup. While the man was wearing a white shirt with a black suit. Looks tense, stiff, and ah ....
He looked back at that sleeping face. A fierce face when it comes to dealing with evil. But it was so shady when with him. Like sun. So hot in the daytime, yet so shady and warm at dusk and dawn. That is your parable.
Today he almost forgot one thing.
Put that sturdy arm on top of the bolster. Take the blanket slowly. Then get up from the bed.
Yumah looks busy in the kitchen. Last night he told Yumah to prepare the necessary materials.
“Sori, Yu. I'm bad luck.” He said as soon as he arrived in the kitchen.
“Maclum, Ma'am. At dawn, Mr. Danang just returned home. It just so happened that Mas Darmo also wanted to go to the mosque. Pas really, take off the car Mr. Danang just came.”
“Oya,” means the assumption is true that the man has just returned home.
“Oya, Ma'am, dirty clothes in the room I have not taken. I'm not good to go in. My seal ...”
“Wait here. This one continues, yes,” his message to Yumah to cut the dragon fruit that has just been separated from his skin, “ cut like this, dice.” Its effects.
Then he rushed into the room. The man is still asleep.
“Actuation,” murmur. Dirty clothes on the couch. Though already provided a special basket in the corner of the room, next to the bathroom.
Take out valuable things from his pocket. The wallet, the cell phone, took the belt off his pants. Attributes attached to the official shirt. But a moment later he frowned. There are some blood stains there.
She approached her husband who was still locked up. Bend over. Slowly remove the blanket. Eyes probing. From the tip of the foot to the top. Then reveal the shirt slowly. So that the man is not disturbed.
“No injuries,” he said inwardly.
Then his eyes turned on his arms. Getting up to the face.
He breathed a sigh of relief. There are no wounds there. Maybe it's someone else's blood he thought. He stood up straight again. Re-justify the blanket as before.
***
Aksas
After following strict procedures. Examination with metal detectors both in the car and passengers. He's welcome to enter.
There are no exceptions.
Darmo who happened to be watering a small running plant greeted him and opened the door for him. “Please, Mas.”
“Still. Where are the inhabitants? Kok deserted!”
“Oh, Sister Kirei is again cooking in the same kitchen Yumah.”
Aksa continued to step foot into the kitchen.
“Mbak,” said when he found Kirei was busy stirring dishes on the stove.
“Eh, Sa ..” Reply Kirei, “already arrived. Mas Danang is still sleeping.”
“What time is this, still molasses?”
“So dawn just came home.” Tukas Kirei's.
He left the woman. Then sit on the couch. Turn on television.
“There was an arrest of a drug kingpin early this morning in Semarang.” So said the presenter who brought the morning news.
“I totaled 6 people, 4 of whom were disabled for fighting the officer.”
“Next statement Kapolrestabes Semarang ..” The presenter gave his brother his full name.
His sister's face was on the camera.
It frowns, “Pantes come home dawn.” Mumbled.
**
Danang
He rested his back on the head of the bed. Vaporized a few times. Then his eyes looked at Kirei who was seen coming out of the bathroom still using a kimono towel.
“Mas Danang is awake?”
“Contented,” precisely that word that came out of his lips.
“Mandi gih,” says Kirei. His eyes still continued to follow Kirei's every move.
The girl, ah is not a girl anymore. Unknowingly he curled his lips upwards. His wife was looking at herself in front of the mirror. Drying her hair with a small towel.
“Where to?” tanyakanya.
Kirei twisted his body. Then approach her and sit on the edge of the bed.
“Mas Danang take a shower first. I just answered where it is,”
He thinned his lips, “Who is afraid.” But before moving, his arm was held.
“Rei, find blood on Mas Danang's shirt.”
Instead he smiled, “ Blood sacrifice,” he said casually.
“Meanway? The victim bled that way?”
“Slightly, just got shot.” He hurried to leave Kirei who was still dumbstruck.
Justjust anyone?
Kirei shakes.
“Kok pack this shirt?” he asked when he saw a pile of clothes and pants on the mattress when he came out of the bathroom. Short sleeve shirt and jeans. He thought he would relax for a moment at home before noon to the office.
“Udah, don't protest. Anyway dipake.” Kirei snatching a towel helped dry his hair and back. “If you use a real towel. His time is still netes-netes gini,” protest his wife.
But only a smile was met by him.
“Where do we go?” ask again. Seeing Kirei who was so neat and beautiful. Help button his shirt.
“Just sorted out!” Tandas Kirei's.
When out of the room. He was so shocked in the middle room that his friends had gathered. Arik and family. Aksa, Dipa, Rendra. The children of the halfway house are none other than the children of his karatekanya.
He immediately turned to his wife who was standing next to him, as if asking ‘ada what event?’
Kirei smiled, “Special event for Mas Danang.”
It cringes. Trying to remember. Special?
Ah, it's still her wedding anniversary next month.
“Not our wedding anniversary?” Kirei seemed to be able to read his mind.
It's getting cringing.
“Lang Year Mas Danang.” Said wife.
Haru's taste immediately burst forth. He took his wife. Smell at the top of his head.
“Thank you ...”
Kirei looked up at him.
He kissed his wife's forehead, cheeks and lips, “Thank you,” he said happily.
“Then,” Kirei spoke softly as his eyes glanced at the people who were staring at them.
“Huuuuu ...” The sound of cheering was so low that they broke into each other's embrace.
They blushed. Even many underage children had seen the scene earlier. Oh my god.
“Sorry ...” They set foot near the group of people waiting for him.
He greeted Arik, Aksa, Dipa and everyone present. What a great surprise for him. He glanced at his laughing wife while holding one of Arik's children.
Heart's rustling. Happiness, haru, joy surround it. I hope he can feel this. Forever. With Kirei. And of course the people he loved.
**
Kirei
“Mas, have you slept?” Tanyanya turned to Danang who had closed her eyes. Then change the position lying on his side facing the man. His right hand is made into a cushion.
He was sure the man next to him had not slept. Her left hand was playing on the chest of her husband who was lying on his back.
“Happy birthday,” he said.
“Sorry, the card can only meet Mas Danang's friends. Though originally wanted to give surprise but until now has not nyampe.” Really upset too. He ordered that a week ago. But until the estimated time the goods order was not yet arrived. His fault may also be. Ordering goods from abroad with a span of only one week.
That guy's still locked up.
“But I'm happy. Mas Danang didn't think I could catch them, did I? Hee ... assisted Rendra anyway,” he chuckles considering it.
Rada was disappointed also actually, at first last night wanted to make a surprise. But, dear, the man just came home in the morning.
“Mbak, Mas Danang likely can not go home quickly. There was a sudden job. Important.” A short message from Rendra.
Okay, he's still running the second option. Make an event the next day.
“Please, tell Mas Danang's friends at the office, yes. Tomorrow afternoon after office hours.”
“Siaaap says. Safe, Mbak.” Rendra Reply.
And beyond his expectations. It turned out that many office friends Mas Danang came. He even had to ask Rendra again to contact the caterer to increase the portion. Thank goodness everything went well. Surely nothing disappoints.
“Already?” That heavy and masculine voice sounded.
He snorted, “Mas Danang pretended to sleep?”
The man poked his cheek, then changed his position lying on his side facing him. Until they are now facing each other.
“I heard first what the commander's mother said. Just ready to do.” Seloroh Danang while smiling.
It's squealing, “Gak funny, Mas!” pissed-off.
“I must love SP Rendra, have dared to cooperate with the commander's mother without permission.”
He was getting upset, “If until Rendra got SP, it means Mas Danang facing me.”
Danang clucked, “Begitnya belain Rendra.”
“Iya donk! Without him, I am lost. In any case, there is no way I contact Mas Danang's friends one-on-one. He helped me a lot with catering. Keep calling the children stop by, ngundang office buildings. Kept—”
And just ambushed his lips. He's wide-eyed. Applying eyes to Danang's spontaneous actions.
“Thank you ...”Danang's lips expanded instantly.
“This is for his thanks,” then kissed his whole face is no exception. Makes it difficult to breathe because it is difficult to breathe.
“Breathable, Dear ..” Danang mocked him when he saw him panting.
“Where to breathe,” is sad.
The man grabbed him.
“Newly this time I got a special birthday gift really.”
“Mas Danang not disappointed, the card has not arrived?” his question was still hiding his head in the man's chest.
“They came it was already a special gift.”
“What's more plus tonight,”
“Tonight?” he cringed.
“Hem,” The man kissed his head repeatedly. Squeeze his embrace.
“Tonight ... make our twin here ...” whispers it right in his ear. Make the fur of the nape directly bristled.
“Maasss ...”
**
Kirei
In the morning she prepared her husband's breakfast. Waiting for the man to come out of the room. The smoke from the black coffee was still billowing. The smell immediately ambushed his nose.
Yumah put the fried rice on the dining table. While he was preparing toast.
“Yu, for others already?” tanyanya make sure to Yumah who is arranging dishes and spoons. The other means are the guard in front, the driver and Darmo. They were also prepared the same as the food he ate.
“Already, Mbak.” Yumah Sahut.
“This brings for them,” he shoves a plate filled with toast on Yumah.
Rushing Yumah left him, just as Danang was out of the room.
They throw each other smiles when the eyes meet. Then he sat down next to Danang who was shaking the chair.
“Mas want what?” bargained for.
“Baked bread only. But let the fried rice be bitit aja.”
He brought fried rice for the man, “Segini?”
“Enough.”
“Where are you going today?” ask Danang while chewing food.
“At home,” he put a piece of toast in his mouth.
“Make to TVS?”
He stopped chewing.
“Mas Danang, have you read my email.” The drill.
“If you are sure you want to take the offer. I allow.” Break Danang. There's nothing wrong with giving her a chance.
“True, Mas?” she assured her husband's decision.
“Mas Danang don't mind me going to Jakarta?” She looked at her husband.
Pause for a moment.
The man had finished his fried rice.
“I can't possibly curb you just because I'm selfish to be with you. I am busy sometimes too. You also often wait for me here uncertain. It could be night, morning or even not coming home. Read your contract only 3 months.”
Danang smiled at him.
“Shortly,”
“Kalo there's a spare I can go there. Follow you.” Shoot that guy.
Without aba he immediately splashed in the arms of the man, “Makasih, Mas.” Her speech. He's not worried anymore. Her husband's decision was his decision.
At first he had wanted to bury an offer from Emtek. After all, he could accept other media offers.
JawaTra. He offered to be a coverage editor. Or the Bengawan Post offered him to be a journalist.
But it turned out that the man gave her the golden opportunity.
That means, in this week he has to prepare everything including himself to leave for Jakarta.
He led the man to the front porch, kissing the back of his hand. Then the man kissed her forehead. Then rush into the car. She waved her hand, as the car carrying her husband slowly left her.
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