Love of the Journalist
80. Lucky Man's
...80. Lucky Man's...
Kirei
He walked in a hurry in the hospital hallway. After having to wait for hours the plane that took him left the city of Medan.
Must be chasing time. The plane arrived in Jakarta late at night. And only one flight left to Jogjakarta.
He can breathe a sigh of relief after arriving in Jogja at 10 p.m. He went straight to Magelang. Almost midnight he arrived at the hospital treating Danang.
Relieved.
She could see her husband lying down. Wearing shorts and t-shirts. With wounds all over the body. No exception. But he was grateful according to Rendra nothing serious. Just an open wound. Livid. And scratches.
The right thigh looks bandaged. Torn due to punctured wooden embankment. Then his body scratches a lot no matter how much.
He stood beside Danang's bed. His eyes did not look at the man. Clear liquid several times released from his eye peluruk. This is a sign of his dream some time ago.
“Mas Danang just slept, Mbak.” Aksa. The one standing beside him.
“Mas Danang swiftly jumped out of the car. If not,” Aksa paused, “got know his fate. Middling gap in 8 meters.”
“Lucky man.” Aksa muttering.
He also feels like that. Looking at the scene of the incident her husband's car entered the ravine. Car is badly damaged. Feels impossible. God's hand played there. Prayers and hope are fulfilled. The light of god.
“Lucky Mas Danang already trained for it. He jumped rolling. Protecting head.”
“So already on X-ray, no serious internal injuries.”
“Only right thighs torn by wooden embankment.”
Aksa clucked, “Even with his condition like that. He can still joke!” Then Aksa shook her head. “Please do not contact Mbak Kirei, Mama and Papa.”
Aksa sneering, “Sok hotshot. Though he really needs the presence of Mbak.”
He brings a smile. Everything Aksa talked about was very precise.
It seemed that man moved his eyes.
He quickly bent, “Mas ...”
The man's eyes opened, “Honey, you've come?”
“Mas Danang want what?” Ask.
“You drink?”
The man seemed to be trying to smile.
“I just want you,”
“I'm already here.” He sat in the chair beside the bed. Grasping Danang's left hand free from the infusion needle.
“Don’t worry, I'm not pa-pa.” Said Danang, along squeezing his fingers.
“Still be offroad next month ..”
His eyes immediately heard it. Then shake strongly. Disagree!
Danang chuckled and then restrained because of holding pain, “Masih can maen paragliding next week ..”
“Still can ...”
He snarls, “Mass!! That’s not funny at all! (Not funny at all)”
Aksa was seen chuckling, then passing away.
Danang's left hand outstretched. Rubbing her cheek, “I miss ...”
His heart immediately rippled. Between worry. Piqued. Hearing that guy's shitty babble. It made him growled. So hotshot! But ....
**
Danang
Two days in the hospital. He was allowed to go home on the third day. The club boys were even on standby in the hospital for as long as he was treated. Solidarity is really high. Thumb-patterned.
Kirei also accompanied him 24 hours without pause. Until he could not bear to see her exhausted. He deliberately told Yumah to find a masseuse for Kirei.
“Mas Danang to do!” exclaimed Kirei as he approached his wife who was still in a prone position. He thought his wife was still sleeping. Because the masseur said earlier,
“The mother fell asleep, sir. Let alone ... maybe soybean.”
The masseur was 15 minutes ago. Kirei who was still in the prone position was only covered in a long cloth.
“Just want to sleep here ...” I'm in double mode.
During Kirei's massage earlier, he waited on the sofa of the living room. Accompanied by mom and dad. It also happened that some office colleagues also visited him.
“Do not mess! Mas Danang is still sick.” Kirei. Shifted his body a little. Because he urged it.
He folded his lips, holding back laughter. His wife did not think it was right.
“One of a kind.” Legally. But his hands were already at Kirei's waist.
“Mas ...!”
“Geli,” Kirei, while moving to dispel his hand that has slipped behind a long cloth that covers his back.
With a quick movement Kirei got up while covering his innocent body just wearing the interior using a cloth.
But a quick and hasty movement turned out to accidentally nudge his right thigh. He complained.
“Iiissh ...” Grimacing withstood the pain later.
Kirei stares at him, “Tuh, right?! Sorry ...” Kirei flicked the shorts he was wearing.
“Everything do not macem-macem. So like gini, right?” Kirei grumbled replacing the old bandage with a new one. Blood seems to seep from the bandage. After his wife was wearing clothes.
“Do not move much first until it is completely dry.”
“Ngeyel anyway!”
“According to doctor.”
“Kalo no, the wound will not heal.” Omel Kirei's.
“I'm still strong if it's only two rounds.” His face while smiling.
Kirei throttled in annoyance.
**
Kirei
The mother and Ken have also returned home.
Then mama and papa also came just as Mas Danang arrived home. Deliberately inform after returning home. Because they don't want to worry.
“Rei, this one is already. Just take it to the dinner table.” Mom said as they cooked in the kitchen.
He lifted a serving plate containing pieces of meat. Short toge. Salted egg. Fried flour tempe. And sambal. The last chicken lodho.
“How do you work, Rei?” Mom asked when she returned to the kitchen. Mama looks like she's frying shrimp crackers.
“Liar, Fried Rei, Ma.” Her request. Mama handed the wooden sodet to him, then shifted. Take the lime and cut it up.
“So far smoothly, Ma.” Legally.
“Where? What plan ahead?”
He attacked the crackers that already looked yellowish. Then put the raw crackers into the frying pan. The oil is a little spouted. About hand. He spontaneously retreated.
“Be careful, Rei.” Mom's message.
It's back stirring the crackers. Flipping to mature perfectly and evenly.
“Not yet, Ma ...”
“Think carefully. For your future.”
He returned to his room after the cooking was ready. Waiting for Danang to come home from work. The man returned to work two days ago. He put a grilled ointment on his hand that was affected by the splash of cooking oil earlier.
Although initially he forbade Danang to work first some time ago. But he can't argue with her.
“No worries .. tuh already dry,” Danang shows a scar that has already dried. The bruise has also faded a little.
“But, Mas ... There are still 2 days of leave, right? Can be used for rest to quickly recover.”
“Do I need to prove, if I have really recovered?” The man looked at it with one eye.
Oh gosh! Really smart guy he thought.
In the afternoon he helped mama who was cleaning the flowers in a pot. Remove weeds that grow in pots. Trim the yellow, dry leaves for removal. Then add soil media for pots that are reduced in volume. Erosion causes.
“This one, tell Darmo to put it in aja, Rei.”
“This is good for health,” Mama pointed Sanseviera plant. “This plant releases oxygen at night. At once can clean the air from toxins.” Bright mom.
He nodded, then called out to Darmo who was not far from them sweeping over.
“You're tomorrow so to Jakarta?” Ask mama.
“Iya, Ma.”
Mama took a breath. Then step closer to the water faucet that is accustomed to watering the plant. Washing your hands there. Then to the front porch. Sit yourself in a rattan chair.
He also followed.
Before long Yumah came to bring honey tea and fried spring rolls. Presenting on the table. Yumah has passed.
“And that already works. Percis. Forgetting the others. You may even forget to eat. So excited.” Be the beginning of mom's opening after sitting down.
“You must know and understand. What Danang works like.”
“Risk,”
“For time,”
“Do not know the place, today can be here. Tomorrow I don't know where.”
“Dan ... You will definitely be difficult to meet if you are busy as well as Danang.”
Pause for a moment.
Mama sipped tea. Then lean back.
“First, Mama didn't know you were the little girl who caught her attention. If not Aksa told me. Let's meet up from the first.”
“Stupid ... no one thought,” muttered Mama.
He smiled faintly. Follow her back to the back of the chair.
What do you mean by mama? Should it be ....
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