Love of the Journalist
77. It's Gonna Be Okay
...77. It’s Gonna Be Okay...
Rendra
The next morning he was assigned again to make a surprise birthday of his superior wife.
Holy shit!
He patted his head too hard. Until his head hurts.
“Gagal maning ...!” muttered.
On this Sunday, he wants to meet the heart. To express his heart a second time. After yesterday's failure on the first occasion. Because he has harbored a long feeling that makes him uncomfortable. Uncomfortable sleeping because of the mind. Not good to eat and certainly not good because it has not received a definite answer.
Several times meeting in an accidental meeting turned out to grow the seeds of love in his heart. Yes, he's in love!
His phone fluttered on the table. It made him jump in shock. He deliberately set the vibrating mode only.
Commander Calling ....
He gulped his saliva, “What else is the word today? I don't know if it's a red date. National holidays. Even international.” His grunts, “gak can just a little see people happy,” he clucked annoyed.
The first call was interrupted. Hopefully no more calls. But just getting up from the edge of the bed, his phone back floundering.
Commander Calling ....
He rubbed his face. Doubtful. There must be some important order to be executed. His boss will definitely keep terrorizing calling him until he receives the call.
“Again, Sir.” He wears a formal style.
“It's out of work, Ren. Don't be as formal as that.”
“Your work yesterday was good. My wife arrived
flattering you.”
“Thank you ...”
“One more time, please you this morning ...”
He was not so focused on listening to his boss's talk. Because it is certain that the date that has been planned carefully must be buried again in depth.
**
Kirei
He was so shocked when his feet reached the last step of the stairs, his sense of hearing caught someone talking in the kitchen.
A voice that was so attached and so missed.
“Munda ..”
He immediately grabbed the mother from behind who was washing hands in the kitchen sink.
Dropping spoiled, her face thrust into the back of the woman who had given birth to her. Smell at your back with a deep longing.
“Kok not want to come here? What time is Mother coming?”
“Rei has not had time to look at Mother. Though kangen really.” Since his arrival from Gorontalo he has not had time to meet his mother.
Mother turned the tap until the running water immediately stopped. Drying his wet hands with a dry cloth next to the sink.
“Manja! I'm old too!” The spray of Ken who came and immediately sat on the dining table that was indeed fused with the kitchen.
He grumbled, sitting across from Ken.
“What time is it coming? How come you don't tell?”
“One hour ago,” said Ken, while devouring cake bikang way.
Mother joined in sitting next to him. “Kata Mas Danang, want to thank this house today.”
“Oya?” He did not know about the plan.
Yesterday after a lot of surprises from her husband. They really spent the night just the two of them. It needs to be underlined and bolded 'just the two'. On the balcony of the room enjoy a candle light dinner. It's just sphagetti bolognese and fruit salad. Then spent a long night in the room.
“Rei,” Mother put a cup of honey tea that is still steaming her smoke on the table.
Ah, he forgot the expensive box that cost 7 digits. Not touched at all. Saking ... suddenly he felt ashamed to blush, if he remembered.
“Malah daydreaming!” Ken Tandas.
He grimaced as the shadow of last night flashed past. Pretend to shift the cup containing honey tea closer.
Her husband left in the morning. Even before the sun came out of the dispute. Said a fugitive breaking into an ATM machine got caught. Then it must do a combination with the Agricultural Quarantine Service at the port. Lately, rare and protected animals have been illegally sent from Kalimantan Island.
“How does it work smoothly?” Ask mother.
He plucks a colorful cake, they are perfect and taste right on the tongue.
“Alhamdulillah, Nda smoothly.” Answer while chewing the cake.
“Still Mother has arrived.”
“Then plans today to take Mas Danang to Solo. But even Mother has come first,”
“Same. You're going to Jakarta tomorrow morning, right?” Sahut.
He nodded.
On the sidelines of their conversation, Ken was busy directing people who were installing televisions in the living room. Then Yumah and Darmo were busy cleaning up the room for the tasyakuran event in a moment. Carpet in the middle room. I don't know when Yumah and Darmo also came to this house. It all seemed like the next surprise.
In fact, as agreed last night. They have to communicate everything that concerns their relationship. Can't be quiet anymore. Or hide the little things that will eventually become big.
He sighed.
One year of marriage which means to coincide with his birthday. How time flies (so fast time passes).
The event went well. Only the closest people are invited. What is certain is that children stop by who are none other than the children of karateka never left behind.
After the core event and prayer is over. All clutching each other. Chatting and occasionally sounding boisterous laughter. Groups of male genres gather in the living room and front porch. While the women in the middle room.
Mommy is seen fondling and cradling twins who are very adorable. Baby Aryandra and Aryasetya. The 6-month-old baby is actively moving. His feet kicked into the air. His hand was trying to reach the fingers of the mother who played on it. The twins were laughing. Then chuckle and smile adorable.
“Woooho .. pinternya grandson, Oma this .. yes. Big cepet ... so sholeh child .. handsome .. good mind, healthy continue, yes.” Mother invites both babies to talk. And as if they understood, listened to mother and then chuckled afterwards.
“Uluh ... reed ... reed, healthy ... healthy yes nang handsome.” Mother tickled Aryandra's legs while foaming her.
“Ha akak .. akak .. akakk ... he .. he ....” The baby laughed until it was broken.
He smiled at the interaction.
“Gemes!” Snarled. He moved his seat near the mother. Follow them in turn.
“Eem ... ba! Ciluk ... ba! Ba ... ba .. ba!” He chuckled while cradling the two babies.
“Have double-checked, Rei?” Ask mother later.
It shook weakly, “Not yet, Nda.”
“You'd better check with the doctor. There's no harm. People who have miscarried let alone had a curettage do need time to prepare again to get pregnant.”
He's speechless. Nearly five months later the event passed. He resigned. Even though she knew her husband really wanted her to get pregnant again soon.
He sighed.
“Iya, Nda. Later Rei check with doctor.”
**
Danang
His heart and body began to restlessly calm. In fact, almost every 5 minutes he always glanced at the clock on his left arm.
His hopes were dashed when he was appointed to accompany him to review the Akpol campus in the New Temple area.
He sighed. It is certain that the visit will be long. And he had to give up Kirei without her.
While he arrived at the hospital already at 17:55 WIB. Passed 55 minutes. It's too late.
“Mas ... if if Kirei goes to the doctor .. according to Mas Danang how?” Kirei asked after the house ceremony, the wedding anniversary and also coincided with his wife's birthday. All the guests have left except for Mother and Ken. His friends are also happy. They are in the room. He was changing into a relaxed outfit.
“You sick?” Ask. He changed his clothes. Then it approached Kirei who was still standing beside the bed. Clothing worn during the event has not been replaced.
Kirei shakes.
“I just want to make sure, if I .. I can give Mas Danang a child.”
He gasped at Kirei's words. Did he force his desire on his wife? It seems to be a burden to him.
He held Kirei's hand.
“Sayang .. if you're not ready, that's okay. There's still time.”
“Do not make a burden .. later even make you stress.”
“Rei knows,” Kirei lowered. “Mas Danang really wants it, right?” Then look at himself hopefully. Even regrets. Feel like you've wasted the opportunity you were given.
He grabbed Kirei, “Alright .. but remember whatever the results of the doctor we received. We can definitely have it sometime.”
Through the love of his best friend's wife, Kirei gets the recommendation of the best obstetrician in the city.
But he had to clack in annoyance, when it was late afternoon to get an order from his superiors that Wakapolri would come to Mapolda in the next hour. He and some of the main offices had to standby and welcome his arrival. It felt like a suitable word for him to cuckold. Poor me!
Want not. Ready not ready. He left Kirei on their big day. In fact, he did not expect much to accompany his wife to see a doctor.
“But I will try,” so the last sentence before saying goodbye to his wife, mother and Ken.
He stopped right in front of the door of the room that read ‘dr. Yoiku Pranata SpOG(K)FER’.
“Sorry, Sir.” A nurse asked her who was still standing at the door. Doubtful. And his breath was still half hunting.
“Bapak has an appointment? Please queue there,” the female nurse dressed in the pink uniform pointed to the waiting chair. There are many pregnant women who are accompanied by their husbands. It seems to be the center of their attention. Because their eyes are directed to him.
“Em. I am the husband of Kirei Fitriya. Em ... made an appointment. I ...” Suddenly he was like a fool. Stuttering and what to do?
“Oh ... wait a minute.” The nurse was seen entering the doctor's office.
He's still standing there.
Shortly after, the nurse returned.
“Patients on behalf of Mother Kirei were already 10 minutes ago out, Sir.”
“It's finished checking,” the nurse added.
He smiled faintly, “Alright .. thank you, Sus.” He hurried to leave the room. All eyes were on him. He scrunched his forehead. When he realized that he was still dressed in full uniform.
His feet continued to step as his eyes circled in all directions. Seeking the whereabouts of his wife. Ten minutes ago I just walked out of the doctor's office. That means his existence is not too far away. Still around here.
He tried to call Kirei's phone. Active, but some of his calls were not raised. He called Ken. Mother and Ken were the ones who drove Kirei. They must be three now he thought.
“Ken,” said as soon as the link tone was lifted.
“Where?” Ask.
“Still otewe,”
It cringes.
“Otewe to where?”
“Salatiga,”
“Lho ... Kirei?”
“Si Rei was alone meeting the doctor. We were just expelled. Tell him to come back first, he's afraid we're going.”
What then?
Kirey.
He closed his eyes for a moment. Sighs deeply.
Finding Kirei's figure wasn't difficult. In a few seconds. It's just, how is he doing now?
His feet continued to step up following the GPS instructions on his phone. Until he found the figure of Kirei who was sitting on a park bench. His eyes are straight ahead. He's still stuck behind her.
Before long he saw Kirei's hand movements like shrinking tears.
Oh no!
What the hell's going on?
He immediately approached Kirei. Hugged it from behind. Pecking the top of his head.
“It’s gonna be okay (all will be fine),”
Kirei turned to him, “Lho, Has he come?”
He smiled, then went around the park bench and sat down next to his wife.
“Sorry, tah—”
“What's wrong,” cut Kirei, “should I apologize ... about ... can't ... give ...”
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