Love of the Journalist
82. Viewpoint
...82. Viewing Angle...
Kirei
She has finished filming for a recording talk show. The people interviewed this time are interesting and unique. An inspiring woman. Although at an age that is no longer young, but his determination and spirit do not want to lose. A businessman, once served as a presidential aide. Motivator and inspiration. Truly amazing!
Even his message that he remembered was,
“Women can be anything and anyone. We can make it happen. The key is hard work, consistency and integrity. So don't be afraid and worry.”
The interview was closed by walking around the Astrid-Kebun Raya Park Bogor.
He sighed. Relieved. When the filming was finished. And the guest star has left the location. Everything seems to be approved. Endowed. Although he came up with various dramas first, but on time. Then the weather where the shooting was unpredictable, sometimes sunny and then suddenly raining. But during the recording process the universe supports. Though a thin cloud hung in the sky. Everything is still okay.
“Good job, Rei. Thanks ....” Anton gave a thumbs up.
He replied by posting a smile.
Then he went back to the cafe. Clean up equipment. Change clothes.
He saw Gita sitting alone. After serving as MUA, he thought Gita would immediately unplug. But it turns out the estimate was wrong.
“Still here. Kirain is already ngacir?” He threw his ass in the chair across from Gita.
From here he could still see the expanse of green tapestries, the Astrid pond with lotus flowers. The blooming flowers are red and yellow. All are soothing to the eyes.
“Nungguin, lo!” Gita Seru.
“Normally also ngabur,” his lips. He caught a glimpse of Gita's face. Looks like Gita's having a problem.
Gita sips her fruit punch. Then say,
“Gue saw Aldi yesterday ...”
He awaits the continuation of the Gita.
“Nitip greetings to elo.”
He lifted the corner of his lips upwards. Although faint.
“Maybe another 2 months can get out of the parlor.”
Gita looked to sigh.
“Are you okay, Git?” Ask.
Gita's face changed instantly. Not as usual.
“Gue ... also had time to return home.”
“Emak I'm angry with me.” Gita.
“My sister followed my trail.” Gita seemed to shrink the corner of her eye. Still with a bow. “Gue is wrong?”
Gita shook her head, “I mean, my condition is rich gini wrong? That sin, huh? Though I am comfortable with kayak gini!” said Gita.
He advanced his sitting position closer, “Maybe your mother, worried. That's one proof that your mom is dear, Git.”
“Then I mutusin kayak gini. Mom angry. But gradually can accept although forced maybe,” said Gita like a mutter.
“But .. since my sister started following my trail. My mother does not tolerate it anymore. I said I made my sister like that.” Gita breathed heavily.
“Gue can't find them again. My sister wants to be entered into the male dorm.”
Gita sighs, “Lo know not, I'm comfortable like gini. I swear I'm still a pure banana. Can be checked directly. No way bananas eat bananas! Disgust me.”
Unknowingly he chuckles, “Ups sorry ...”
“Gue trust lo, Git!”
“Or, you can prove it's the same mother lo.” Its effects.
“Means lo?” sergeant Gita.
“Yes let your mother's thoughts change. If you are still on the straight path. Although turn bit.”
Gita. “Yee ... I told you why?”
“Nikah.”
“Hah!” Gita gasps, “lo, if you're giving a real suggestion, Rei?! I may not marry. Girlfriend does not have!” Gita then threw her back behind her.
The waiter came to deliver drinks.
“For the Mbakya from Mas,” said the waiter while pointing at the man sitting under the cafe tent in red.
The man waved to her. It was a bit far away but he could still see it.
It cringes. He knew her but he didn't want to speculate. He just glanced at me. Then turn your eyes to the Gita.
“Who?” Ask Gita.
He shrugged his shoulders up. Then shift the drink that was just served to her.
But without realizing it the man was already standing next to him. He looked up when the man called out,
“Kirei,”
**
Danang
“Ren.” He called Rendra when he got out of the car.
But Rendra was still glued to the sight in front of him. It featured people walking through the hospital.
“Ren!” Exclaims. First call was ignored. Both times his voice started to rise. Even his gaze followed the direction of his subordinate's view.
He rolled up the paper he was carrying, then shook Rendra's head with the paper.
“Ii .. Yes, Mr.” Sahut Rendra facing him.
“Turns if you see a girl wearing horse glasses!” Her salad.
Suddenly Rendra was wrong.
They finally stepped down the hospital. Arriving at a treatment room. Rendra knocked on the door. After getting an answer from within. Rendra opened the door for him. Then Rendra followed behind him.
“Happy Sir ...” He said to Banuaji. Who welcomed their arrival.
“Still, Commander.” Sahut Banuaji's.
Then they congratulated Sicily, Banuaji's wife.
“Thank you, Sir.” Reply Sicily.
“May Mr. Danang also follow soon,” sahut Banuaji .
“Ya, right, Ren!”
Rendra reviewed an awkward smile. Apparently he was still curious about the person he saw earlier in the hallway.
“Mother Kirei is still in Jakarta, Sir?” Ask Banuaji.
He nodded.
They sit on the couch.
“So this is the third boy. There is still hope for the launch of the girl,”.
Banuaji chuckles, “Enough, Sir. Factory already in sterile.”
He is grieving, “Steril can still be operated again. The important thing is still to process.”
“Hahah .. quality decreased factory need down machine.”
“What need new factory?”
“The permission department is complicated and sure not to escape.”
“Betul no Ren?!” Tandas Banuaji chuckled afterwards.
Rendra grimacing. Being the listener of an absurd 2-person conversation leads nowhere. He can only grumble in his heart.
A nurse and a doctor entered the treatment room.
“Excuse me,”
“Doctor visit, yes, Bu.” The nurse said.
“Pie ono complaints? (how are there complaints?)” Ask the doctor.
“Gak, Mas.” Answer Sicily.
The nurse closed the curtains. But he and Rendra could still hear their conversation.
“Tante, the baby will be brought here if it has been taken.” Said the woman doctor.
“Kalo today is stable, as bad as isoh back (tomorrow can already go home).” Tymphal obstetrician who handles Sicily. Checking the stitches of the caesarean section.
“Wes mantep close factory, po?”
Banuaji says, “Wes telu, Mas. Crib not by allowance (already three, Mas. One more can't be allowed).” Chortled.
“Add sitok meneh yo gak po-po. Ben Rame (plus another one. Let's be crowded).”
Banuaji clucking, “Sampeyan eliku ndang mantu. Ben cepet duwe. Yo, right, Nit? I'm wes warning iki. (You should be quick to have a ghost. Quickly have a grandson. Yeah, right, Nit? My age has been warning this).”
The female doctor blushed and then said, “Om Banu so stove mleduk.”
Banu chuckles.
The curtain has reopened. The doctor and his team stepped out of the Sicilian bed.
His eyes caught a familiar figure. Coinciding with the female doctor who also saw her.
“Pak Danang.” Greet the female doctor to her.
He's standing up, “How are you?” they shake.
“Good. Mr Rendra is here too?” Anita asked when she saw Rendra there too.
Rendra smiled stiffly. But in the heart is happy. How could he meet the woman he was after. Unplanned. And certainly he had to dig deeper into the closeness of his superiors to Anita. Also the proximity of Mr. Banuaji. It could be the key to his thinking.
The obstetrician who handled Banuaji's wife was also detained.
“This is Doctor Yoiku. Anita's father is also a dentist here. We are all still one brother. We're one great-grandfather.” Terang Banuaji introduced them.
Rendra had driven by the car when the afternoon picked up dusk.
“I can guess your head, Ren.” The silence as a few minutes passed.
“So?”
Rendra looked at him.
“It looks like your struggle is heavy.” The drill.
Breaking Rendra's spirit. William until this moment has not been able to conquer Anita. Though if weighted Willi meets the standard. Also a player figure that never fails to hook prey.
He shook. The situation is getting more challenging. Between Willi's best friend or Rendra's men? Who will get the heart of the dentist.
Rendra.
“Mas Danang knows Anita?” Ask Rendra curiously.
He chuckles, “He's his friend wife Arik.”
“And I did not expect, her father Anita the doctor who examined Kirei yesterday.” After Banuaji mentioned the name of Doctor Yoiku.
He sighed. Groping a cell phone in a pants pocket. Type something.
Danang : How was filming, smoothly?
Without waiting for long, I got a reply.
My wife : Smoothly. What else is Danang? Over where?
Danang : After seeing Mr. Banuaji's wife. Been born.
My wife: Oh, huh? Say hello to the Sicilian Mother, yes, Mas. Girl or boy?
Danang : The guy again.
Long time no chat from Kirei. Though he waited for the chat continuation.
He threw his back behind. With the phone still in hand.
Ting.
My wife: Sorry. I checked in the room again. Together with Gita and the rest of the crew. Tomorrow morning roadshow is here.
Danang : Be careful.
My wife: Mas Danang too. Keep health.
My wife: Love you.
**
Rendra
The car was perfectly parked in front of the office. His superior has gone into his room. But he still stood by the car. Remembering a moment ago.
Accidental meetings and without planning increasingly rounded his determination to continue to approach the dentist.
Although .. according to his superior. He has to fight hard to get Anita.
Who's afraid!
His lips curled upwards. Recalling the short conversation but leaving deep marks for him.
“Pak Rendra is here too?”
He smiled stiffly. Because his heart is happy. But he was confused where to start.
“Where are the teeth? Are you healed?” Ask Anita later.
“Already. But can I still see you?”
“Eh .. I mean, if relapse can still control?” He's groggy.
“Sure. Mr. Rendra can control at any time. I wait.” The answer that made his heart suddenly beat erratically.
And his hands suddenly broke out in cold sweat when Anita's hands were outstretched, “I'm first yes, sir. Excuse me.”
He welcomed Anita's hand. Until Mr. Danang cleared his throat to resuscitate him.
Oh my god.
"Ren ... is called Commander!" His consciousness returned home.
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