Love of the Journalist
89. Number One
...89. Number One's...
Kirei
Danang drove his car not to the official house. The apartment. Especially in the upper city. But somewhere. Still dressed the same after returning from the residence of Mr. Banuaji. In the course of the wedding thanksgiving of her son.
He immediately attacked once he knew, “This is going where, Mas?”
“Later you will love the place.” Not the right answer filled his curiosity. It just makes him more curious.
He sighed. Back to back to back.
The tightness that was squeezed out last night is already lessened. Danang treated him very well. Almost all day. Distant difference. Upon his arrival from Jakarta. Welcomed him with an ordinary look. Without saying much. As if he were a defendant.
Even the man admitted that he was selfish. Bar-bar. Plugs. Like organize. And he felt that atmosphere.
The right hand that was above his thigh was taken by the man. Brought to his chest. Swiped for a moment.
“Mas ... again drive,” he reminds the man. The right hand holds the control of the round steering wheel. The left hand held his hand tightly.
Danang looked at him, spreading a smile.
“Serious, Mas.” Urge, “not funny. Ordinary people giving directions ‘concentrate in driving’ but do not give a good example.” Insinuations.
The man was even laughing.
He's careless. Throwing a glance at the side window. “You to Skyway?” Ask in a murmur. Because the car is out of town. But Danang still did not answer.
The car stopped at a cafe. Auctioned name ‘Sae Care’. With a large and green courtyard. Set against the backdrop of the majestic Ungaran Mountain. A cafe with a traditional concept. You could say semi-resto. But still target market tastes.
The main building is similar to a pendopo. The first thing he saw when he got out of the car. Lots of young people hanging out there. Danang clasped his hand as he stood looking at the building in front of him.
“We're in,” Danang said. Through the pendopo room greeted with soft music.
But the man continued to take her step past the pendopo towards the back side area. The gazebo building is made of wood with long white curtains. Waving in the afternoon wind.
“We look for the one with the seat.” Danang word, “see street.” Imbuhnya.
He's watching immediately. Watching the movement of his steps.
A path with a zig-zag motif overgrown with vines. They arrived at the glass-covered gazebo. Stay with the white curtains hanging. But not lesehan. But the rattan chair is wrapped in a white semicircular bearing.
A waiter opens the door for them, “Please, Sir ...” Seraya.
He smiled, “Still.” They sit side by side.
“You eat, what to drink?” Tawar Danang's.
“Drink aja, Mas.” Legally. Just now at Mr. Banuaji's place they had a big meal. And his stomach is still full.
Danang ordered drinks, “Air guraka 1, coffee barata 1, ” he said. The waiter nodded and then left.
It cringes.
“What water, Mas?” Resell ask. Foreign reasons. Even his sense of hearing had only heard this first time.
“Air guraka.”
“Traditional drink.” Connect Danang.
He grabbed a cell phone in his bag. Unlocking the safety. Surfing on his ig social media. Nothing interesting he thought. Then look at whatsapp messages, most from the Komed-fussy chat group. Read without commenting. Then close all applications. Keep your phone in a bag.
While Danang is also in focus staring at the phone screen. With a serious face. Clucked, then stared at him, “Why?”
He shook his head, raising the corner of his lips.
“Soal works,” Danang replied. Then show the screen chat to him.
“Not it.” Forever. It seems Danang always made sure he didn't suspect anything about the man.
The waiter came to bring their order, keeping it on a round, glass-coated table also made of rattan. “Please, Mr. Danang with Mother ...” Said the waiter, then resigned.
He looked at Danang. Asking for an explanation through his eyes.
“It seems, there is something to be clear about this.” When Danang flinch.
Danang review smile, “What's the problem?”
“Pura-pura in boat,” he sneers like a mutter. Then reach for a clear glass of solid brown. A slice of walnut floats on it.
He sipped a little. Try to taste what is presented from the traditional drink. The warm sensation of ginger with palm sugar directly jerks the esophagus.
“Kayak bandrek,”
“Fins.” Sahut Danang, “ini traditional drinks from Halmahera. Special chef concocting drinks.”
He kept his drink back on the table.
“Terus ...” He wanted to lure the man in to tell a deeper story. There was a lot he didn't know about the man.
“The material is simple he said. Just red ginger boiled the same water and palm sugar. Love the sprinkling of walnuts when pour it into a glass. If you like milk, you can add.” Danang.
Oo ... I see, milk in a small glass next to his drink earlier that means its function. Say it in the heart.
“Mas Danang has very much the ins and outs of this resto.” Inquiringly.
The man boasted a smile, “For the future of our children later.”
Suddenly a tinge of red hue and heat ran through his face.
“I have to think about it from now.”
“Twenty-six more years, I'm retired. Salary is not much.”
“If now he is again processing inside here ...” Danang felt his stomach, “can be our son is still in college when I retire later. What else if he wants to take S2. Not yet his sisters also need for school.”
Her chest was swishing.
“I'm not as rich as the bunch. The largest shareholder of KNS. But I try to get them enough with my sweat. With my labor,”
“Mas,” sound choked.
“Ya .. I know. You don't demand more from me. But it's my job. My responsibility.” Danang seemed to know what was on his mind. It is true, he never disputed the material of Danang.
“Name Sae Care. Cafe-resto is mine with Aksa,”
“Shares in Arba Techno,”
“Slight investment in Jene Chocolate. Chocolate garden and its processing in Jember. Belong to some retired businessman."
“It was aja. I think it is still less .. if our child will have 5. Must have many needs.”
He shook.
Danang chuckled, “Bundanya not ACC Yaudah reduced 1 to 4.”
He thins his lips.
“Do not ask to be reduced again. Four is fitting. Not a little bit too.”
“Liar rame his home.” Danang Pungkas.
He sighed. Exhales slowly.
“Sunday next schedule to see the doctor again,” he said.
“Speaking with the expiry of my contract,”
Momentary pause.
Danang. Take him into his arms. Kissing the top of his head.
“Available?”
He nodded slowly.
**
Danang
At 8pm they arrived home. Darmo quickly opened the door.
“Food is ready, Sir.” Darmo.
“You guys eat. We already were.” Legally.
He went straight to the room with his wife.
Kirei was seen entering the bathroom. He checked his phone. Reply message. Calling someone. Then put the phone on the nightstand after it's done. Sit on the edge of the bed. His hands unbuttoned the shirts one by one. Until the date all left white singlet shirts.
He stepped into the bathroom. “Sayang ... is still a long time?”
There was no sound from inside. Also in a state of silence.
“Rei,” call him again.
He tried to turn the door algae down. And the door is really unlocked. He pushed the door and closed it again. Handing over the shower curtain, his wife fell asleep in the bath while listening to music.
“Mas, where are you?” He said half in shock.
“I also want to take a shower. From last wait you did not come out.”
“real overslept,”
“I'm coming in, huh?” Her request.
Kirei immediately went to see. Reflex sitting upright.
But he had just taken off his trousers and singlet shirt. Join the bathup.
“Masss!!” Kirei growling.
He smiled triumphantly. Tonight he's the one who's going to rule it out while ensuring all its under control.
Although Kirei was initially trying to dodge it. But he has a million ways to break it. Which Kirei finally followed his game.
The sound of tinkling due to the movement of the body in the water out. The sound from their mouths. The rippling water followed their increasingly rapid body movements and hunted. Even some overflowed due to the friction of both.
Has he never tried here? Instantly his lips curved upwards forming a single smile.
All under his control. Guiding and making sure Kirei is comfortable and feels the pleasure.
The sweat and water are no different. All together wet the bodies of both. The water that was warm was cold again. Quickly restore their body temperature that rises to zero point by several degrees Celsius due to burning calories.
**
Kirei
This morning he prepared breakfast for Danang. The man left early. Disclosure to some Police.
He himself was ready. The plane that will take him leaves at 8 o'clock.
“Yu, if cooking do not pedes-pedes yes. Mas Danang does not like to get sick. Keep cooking for one meal. Mubazir kalo nyisa.”
“Yes, Mbak.” Yumah Sahut.
“The front already?” He made sure the security post guard got the same food, “all for you same Darmo.”
“Udah, Ma'am. We'll be on,”
“Yaudah that way. I woke Mas Danang first,” he left the dining table to the main room.
Danang had just come out of the bathroom, when she opened the door. He commented a smile, “Kirain has not woken up.” Take a small towel from the pile of cabinets. “Sini, Mas I help you let cepet.”
The man looked down. He's a little tiptoe. Drying her husband's hair. At the same time the nape of his neck and back are still wet.
“Hormits that don't cross!” Omelnya, “kalo use a real towel. All must be dry.”
Danang was still silent, just clutching his waist.
“Mass ...” Her great-grandson, “already.” But when she was about to move she was wrapped in the firm hands of her husband.
“Just a minute. Still misses.” Kilah Danang's. He pecked his forehead just as he looked up.
“Still less?” The drill. But his face blushed saying that line.
“You want?”
“Bapak Danang already has a job call. Can't be absent. Later sanctioned.”
“You remain number one.”
He clucked, but could not speak because the next second his lips had been ambushed. He who is rigid and unprepared begins to enjoy the rhythm of touch Danang.
He threw his hand at the man's neck. Even Danang's hand had slipped behind the blouse he was wearing.
Tok .. tok.
The sound of knocking on the door made the two unravel the link of the lips. Their breaths hunt.
“I love you,” said Danang kissed her face. Then release a hug and grab the uniform he had prepared.
It opens the door, “Why, Yu?”
“There's Mr. Rendra, Ma'am. Already waiting.” Answer Yumah.
“Tell wait at the dinner table,”he said to Yumah. The housekeeper rushed away.
“Mas, I can take a taxi. Mas Danang don't have to take me. Later late.” Say it when it helps to put on attributes. Patting the shoulders of the PDU has attached the emblem of three corner flowers five.
“What's wrong, I'll take you to the airport.” Then kiss the temple.
He shook his head, “Mas Danang could be late. I don't want.”
“Yaudah if so let the driver who sent.” Disconnecting.
He also agreed to his decision.
She took her husband off to the front porch.
“Take care on the way (be careful on the road),”
“I love you.” Pungkas Danang while kissing his forehead. Then get in the car.
He went back inside, “Yu, I said yes.” He said to Yumah who was waiting for him in the middle room.
“Don't forget my earlier pesen.” His sweat. Yumah nodded, “beres, Mbak.”
He got in the car. Lifting up his phone that was ringing aloud,
“Ya, Mas ..”
“Udah road, Rei?” Voice from across.
“Udah .. on the way to badara.”
“Siiip .. be careful. I'm waiting at the office.”
Trowels.
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