Love of the Journalist
76. I'm Not a Paranormal

...76. I'm Not a Paranormal...

Danang

He drove a car to the upper city. As per his conversation with someone he had called a while ago.

Kirei who was sitting next to him was still speechless. The view is straight, sometimes to the side of the window.

He sighed. His wife's mood is really hard to predict. Last night they had a chance to miss. But it quickly returned to cold and jutek mode.

“Where to?” Kirei asked who was looking around the pine and palm trees lined up neatly. It seems like Kirei has never been here.

“Definitely later you also know,” said while publishing a smile. Semanis possible.

“Mas, don't play puzzles. I'm not in the mood!” Kirei Seru.

He flinched. Keep driving until you arrive in front of a building.

“Come, down.” Bring along. Seeing Kirei still silently looking around.

“Whose house?” Kirei looked at him curiously. But he didn't answer.

It even throws a smile. Then help take off his wife's seat belt. Lean her body and whisper, “Let me tell you.” Utilizing such a close distance by peeping a glance at Kirei's cheeks.

Kirei rolled his eyes lazily. But in the end his wife went down as well.

***

Kirei

She did not know where her husband was taking her. Had said to take him ‘pulang’ but it was not home he meant.

I don't know whose house. It looks like a new building. And he's never been to this area at all.

He followed the man behind him. When he got down from the car, the breeze directly hit his body.

Seen the city of Semarang down there. Because he was in the upper city. The cooler highlands. Still fresh air. And it is flood free. Maybe if the night atmosphere is more beautiful and romantic. Can see the stars freely without any obstructions. And under there the lights flickering flickering. Her lips imagined it.

His feet continued to step through the gate that had opened earlier. There is a large garage that can accommodate 2 cars. Then the carport is lined with natural stone and grass plants in between. On the right there is a garden that directly connects to the front porch. Garden floor covered with mini elephant grass. There is a Ketapang Kencana tree whose height may be like the height of her husband. At the end of the border with the wall fence there is a fish pond.

He was fascinated for a moment. His steps continue down the natural stone laid out as a path to the front porch.

“Please Mother Commander,” Danang standing in the main doorway that is wide open.

It's exciting, “Mas Danang is not yet clear with me.” His grunts with feet kept walking past the man. He doesn't care.

The man chuckles. He's getting pissed.

The atmosphere inside is more cool. He looked up. Staring at the ceiling of the high ceiling of the building is made of wood material. Chandelier hanging lamp beautifully wrapped in crystal.

Two-storey house with large glass windows makes lighting free to enter during the day. It also looks spacious, modern and elegant.

His eyes rolled around the simple living room. It contains only a long sofa and a single sofa with a round shape.

And pulled him to go deeper. Entering the room that looks like a family room. But it's still empty there. He could immediately see the kitchen and dining table were fused at the end of the room without a partition.

“Mas ...” He could not bear to not lock his mouth. His curiosity increasingly demanded clarity. Danang was still silent.

From the living room he can go directly to the back porch. Sliding glass door with one pull. His eyes instantly caught the expanse of green trees before him. He looked down, there was a lot of land that was quite large.

He approached the glass balcony railing. Grip tightly to the stainless rod as a pedestal. Closing my eyes for a moment. He sighed slowly. Feeling the fresh air coming into his lungs. Which a while ago was crowded due to the burden of feeling that either he himself had difficulty describing it.

He did not realize that the man was standing behind him. She put her hands on her stomach.

“You like?” Danang asked while landing his chin on his shoulder.

“Our house,”

“Our first wedding anniversary gift.” Tukas Danang's. Smacking his shoulders and head.

“Mas ...”

Suddenly his heart rippled. He rubbed the arm that was still coiled in his stomach. He turned around to face the man.

“Thank you,” said. Treading then gave a fleeting kiss on the cheek of the man.

“It's too fancy.”

“Too excessive ...” Reciprocity.

The man shook his head.

“For you nothing is excessive. All are in portion. I've considered and thought before.”

“This is all worth it. For your. My most beautiful wife. Most everything ...”

It instantly ambush, “Do not dreadlocks!” Stewing. His eyes are breaking threats.

Danang chuckles, “Typically the most happy woman to be combined. Praised and flattered.”

“Except me!” reject it quickly and firmly. She's not the woman of all that.

“But this is not really a dreadlocks. Suer!”  Danang.

He put his hand around the man's waist.

Pause for a moment. Only the sound of wind was heard.

“Our room is right on top. Want to see?”

He nodded.

**

Rendra

This Saturday he plans to meet someone who often interferes with his mind. The weekend he thought. That means he is duty free. The duty of the state and should be the duty of his superiors as well.

But hope was instantly dashed when he got a call from his superior.

“Ren .. please set up top city house right now.” It was an order by phone this morning while he was still dreaming. Meet the dentist's heart. He met when he checked his teeth at Kariadi Hospital.

Honey, the profit is unachievable. Malang cannot be rejected. His dream disappeared immediately along with the command of the power.

Lazily he contacted the cleaning service call. Not only that, a few minutes later the next call came back in.

With weight he shifted the green icon on his phone screen and then said, “Ya, Mas.”

“Make sure 12 hours are ready. Clean. Fragrant and neat.  Fill living room with a sofa that you think is suitable and good.”

“Don't forget, you check every corner.”

“Main room don't miss. I plan on staying there tonight. A seromantic deck perhaps. The first wedding anniversary should not fail.”

“Stock ...” The boss is still blabbering at the end there. I don't know what he's talking about.

He kept the phone away. Hot ears. Because the plan of pedekate with the idol of the heart must run aground.  

“Gagal maning .. failed maning!” his gerutu got up from the bed.

That morning he drove his car to the upper city. But before going there he had to go around looking for the need to fill the main room of his boss.

Oh my gosh!

Is he now a psychic?

He should grope. What kind of needs should definitely be available for the bridal room. Oh no, no .. error! A couple of old brides going on their honeymoon to be exact.

Let alone the honeymoon. The status itself is still gray. Since it was said baligh he had dated several times. And also failed in the middle of the road.

It turned out that holding civil servants in the police environment did not necessarily improve their performance.

He sighed.

Arriving there the cleaning service employees call had started his work. He handed over the spare key before rushing to the store looking for other necessities.

With the help of 5 people, the job was finally completed. He can smile with relief. For the last time before his arrival, the boss called,

“Ren how?”

“Beres, Mas!”

“Thanks, Ren ...”

**

Kirei

He climbed the stairs one by one to the 2nd floor. There are 3 bedrooms there. Space relaxed and still rely on large glass as ventilation and natural lighting during the day.

Danang opened the main room door.

It cringes. Still standing in the doorway.

“Welcome to the our bedroom ... (welcome to our bedroom)”

“Not wrong?” Legally. Room ambience dim. All the curtains are tightly closed. Just a reflection of the lamp sleeping on the nightstand.

The smell of the therapeutic scent from the nebulizer instantly burst forth. Breaking through his sense of smell.

Danang also frowned seeing his expression flat only, “No like?”

“What do we want here?” He went inside past the man. His eyes saw a sprinkling of red rose petals forming the ‘love’ symbol on a diagonal white striped ash bed sheet. Same with curtains that are also gray.

There is a pair of geese kissing each other from the creation of a towel. Then a box that says 'Victoria’s secret'. His eyes were fixed on the box.

And hugged him from behind.

“For you,” even though the man did not know about the design of the room and the box lying on the mattress. Turns out Rendra was reliable he thought. He should give Rendra a bonus.

“Mas ...” He turned his body to face Danang. Stretch hugs.

“Know not why I messed up?” Ask.

“Why am I lazy all day?”

The man was silent.

“I only want one.”

“Understanding .. that’s it,”.

“But like Mas Danang does not understand and is not sensitive!” The tone changed a little up.

“Do not bother kayak gini! Mas Danang must have told Rendra to do all this. Yeah, right?!” Guess it and the pressure is on target.

“Duh .. I'm ashamed to be the same Rendra. The time of Rendra who bought it, his chin” points at a box that looks luxurious that the price must be in accordance with the appearance.

He's still flinching. Listening to his wife who seems to be issuing uneg-uneg. And frustration.

“As for Mas Danang deh, I .. I'm still in a bad mood. Still males ..”

The man looks flinched.

“Kalo so, I'm sorry ..” The mainstay that Banuaji once taught. Anyway wrong not one of the men must apologize to soften the heart of a woman if she is upset.

“I'm not a psychic. Who can know what you want without asking.”

“While you are silent too. Don't want to tell.”

“Sayang .. I'd rather you talk a lot. Chatty kayaking mothers in the market if again nawar groceries.”

“So I understand, not diem like gini.” Danang Tandas.

He thins his lips. Then it turned back away from Danang, towards the window. Cordillium waving. The sun from outside immediately illuminated the room. He looked out the window.

“ Anyway I want Mas Danang keep distance with any woman.” He spoke to her back to the man.

“Mau same former whose status is widowed,”

“Miss exactly whose status is lawyer,”

“Or anyone girl out there who likes and approaches Mas Danang.”

“No them in our relationship!”

“Except ...”

“Except whom?” Danang replied by remaining in his place.

“Except Mama, Mommy, Bi Darmi, the Jum, Ganisha, Gayatri, Gemala, and the elderly widows who need to be pitied.” Evidently.

The man laughed hard. Walked near.

“Some are jealous.” Danang grabbed his shoulders.

He denies, “Not jealous but in anticipation.”

Danang pursed his lips. Holding back the laughter that was about to explode. Grabbing his shoulders and turning his position into facing each other.

“OK .. okay. Take my word for it (hold my promise). There was only one Kirei Fitriya Tsabita here,” Danang grabbed her hand and placed it on the chest of the man. Their eyes were staring at each other. Then the back of his hand was crushed. “Also here ...” His hand was carried over the man's head. “And last ... here ...” Instantly he glared as his hand nudged something down there,

“Mas!!” The screech.

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