Love of the Journalist
90. Ending Beautifully
...90. Ending Beautifully...
Kirei
Arriving in Jakarta he went straight to the office in Tanah Abang area. The streets are so good. The morning sun is so stinging. Through the car window.
Once he arrived at the office he went straight to Anton. But, he let out a conversation of 2 people. For sure he knows, it's anyone's voice. Because the door of the room that does not close perfectly.
“Mas, anyway if we can not use him again. I can't.” The voice of the woman is heard.
“Do not mix personal problems lo.” Voice of man.
“OK. But I really can't! In the future, he is still involved. I better back off. Follow other programs.”
Men's voice clucked, “Lo is not professional. Come on .. we work.”
“Sorry .. the most important work comfort for me. If it is uncomfortable for what? After all, there is another option.”
He hurried back to the right, away from the producer's room.
“Hey, Mbak Rei ..” Greet the office OB that passed by.
He smiled back at that greeting. Then go to the toilet. Lucky to be there. Stand in front of the mirror. Look at himself.
“You sure?” A piece of Danang's question yesterday rang.
“I can't possibly curb you, just because I'm selfish to be with you. I am busy sometimes too. You also often wait for me here uncertain. It could be night, morning or even not coming home. Anyway read your contract for only 3 months,”
“Sebentar.”
Then a chat with Mama Anita came along,
“Where? What plan ahead?”
“Think carefully for your future.”
Dddrrrt .. dddrrrt.
He saw the phone in his bag vibrating.
Mas Danang calling ....
“Udah until?” Ask Mas Danang.
“Udah, Mas just.”
“OK. Take good care of yourself (keep yourself well).”
“Mas Danang too, I love you.”
“I love you more.”
He sighed. He exhaled slowly through his mouth. Sighing again, exhaling slowly back. Ready to start.
***
Fidgety
His body stood up to challenge the light of the sun that shone through the window glass in his office. At 08.00 WIB. Sometimes his eyes narrowed. Resisting glare to dispel. But try to stay in his position.
Budging.
His right hand was tucked into the side pocket of his pants. Exhaling his breath slowly.
Here's time.
Groping a cell phone in a pants pocket. Type something in there. Then smiled faintly.
Then he called someone.
“Ohayou gozaimasu (good morning), Mr. Hiro.” It is also morning there. Because the time difference is only 2 hours Indonesia with Japan.
“Ohayou (good morning). Ogenki desu ka? (how are you)”
“Hai, okagesama de genki desu (yes, thanks to the grace of God I am fine).”
“How?” Ask Mr. Hiro.
“I receive.” Legally.
“Good!”
The phone connection has been cut off. His eyes looked straight. It is courage to make a confession. Finally.
***
Danang
He returned to the office during the day, after visiting three Polsek locations. He went straight to the front of the police. Kasatreskrim and Waka Polrestabes have been waiting for him.
Thirty-eight suspects arrested in Operation Brush Tiger Temple. It's almost two months. The operation this time focused on acts of theft, theft with violence and theft of motor vehicles.
He looked one by one at the suspects handcuffed his hands forward. From the youngest age of 14 years. Up to 60 years old.
“Report Commander!” Kasatreskrim.
“Five TO cases with 6 people revealed. While 32 suspects are from the case of Non-TO.”
“Report finished!” Kasatreskrim.
“Thank you. Report received.” Legally.
He took a quick look at Rendra's file. Data from the suspects. A case of ensnaring. Criminal threat. And evidence.
He walked away from the suspects. Kasatreskrim and Waka.
“This,” he pointed to a photo of a 14-year-old teenager according to the data. “criminal threat 4 years in prison. Perform diversion. If no agreement is reached, we will proceed to the next court.”
Kasat and Waka nodded and replied almost simultaneously, “Good, Commander.”
“By keeping in mind the interests of the child. Is he still in school?”
“Still Commander.”
It cringes. “Call his parents!”
“Orangidans. Mother TKW. She lives with her sickly grandmother.”
Momentary pause.
“Ren. Send her grandmother to hospital.”
**
Kirei
He came out of the meeting room just as the clock broke up the office. Stepping sluggishly towards his room to pick up the bag and script.
“Introduction, Rei.” Greet some of the production crew who seemed to be in a hurry to get through it.
He nodded. Pushed the glass door of his room when he got there. The phone is stored in a bag. There are some messages coming in. But he opened a message from Ganjar first.
Ganjar : Rei, I'll see you this afternoon. I'm waiting at the Arborea Cafe at 17:00.
He bit his lower lip. The incoming message since 8 am. Just opened at 16.15 WIB.
Urung read other messages. He rushed to clean the table, then put the manuscript file in the bag. His feet moved away from his room.
Arriving in the lobby he was treated to heavy rain. Some of the trapped employees chose to shade. Himself too.
The choice of online taxi is not the right solution. Taxis ... could be stuck in traffic. He sighed slowly.
“Rei,” greet Anton who just arrived in the lobby.
“Eh, Mass. Just come home too?” Basin. They chatted for a while among the crowd of employees.
“Bareng me aja,” Anton took her.
“But we, 'are not in the same direction, Mas. I'm not good. Later Mas Anton late nyampe home.”
“Amann. I'm ordinary. I don't know how we work.” Salak Anton's.
He grimaces.
“You wait here, I take the car first.”
Allegedly right. Heavy rain caused congestion to get worse.
“Where is my offer, Rei?” Anton opened the chat when his car was stuck among the other vehicles.
“Two days left I give you an answer.”
“Kalo in my opinion anyway, just take it, Rei. Your career here is brilliant. Your chances of going up again. You can get everything. Fame (fame), achievement (achievement), pride (pride), dignity (pride) and prestige (prestigious) ..” Anton chuckles.
He was silent, though the corner line of his lips lifted slightly.
“But yes, back again. If Danang does not love blessing. Ridho husband remains number one.” Tandas Anton's.
He nodded.
Half an hour in silence. Their car slowly moved. The sky of Jakarta is dark. The rain still falls on the earth.
“Mas, I got off at the front cafe.” When a few more meters reach their destination.
“Yakin, you, Rei?” Ask Anton doubtfully.
“Oke.”
Arriving at Arborea cafe he ran a little from the stop of the car on the shoulder of the road. Because he forced Anton to go down there. Parking area that is not too large can only accommodate 4 cars. Looks full. He dispels the rain with his sling bag which he makes a makeshift umbrella. Waving his hands, slashing his half-wet clothes as he arrived at the terrace. Then push the cafe door.
Kenny G-Forever in love's saxophone instrumental strains welcomed him. Ganjar waved as he caught the figure of the man sitting by the window. He approached.
“Sorry was 15 minutes late,” he said then sat across from Ganjar.
“Gak pa-pa, weatherproofing kayak gini.”
“You're rained on?” Ganjar seemed worried about him.
“No worries, little.” His kill.
Ganjar thrust a tissue for him, “Thanks,” he grabbed some of the tissue sheets. Patting her face and her wet arms.
Waiter came to bring hot lemon tea, “Make you.” Tukas Ganjar before his mouth opened to ask.
The cold AC of the room pierced the pores of his skin. Makes goosebumps. He cupped a glass of lemon tea that still reflected thin smoke. A little warms his mind.
“You're cold?” Terka Ganjar's.
“Slightly,” sahut.
“Minum ... can warm your body.”
He nodded, then sipped little by little.
“Sorry, Rei ...”
“I trouble you, ask you to come.”
He shook.
“I mean ...”
“I just want to say the day after I return to Japan.”
He stared at Ganjar. Then looked down at his hand that was holding the lemon tea glass tightly.
“I'm back there,”
“Continue career there,”
Pause for a moment.
“I'm sorry about ...”
Ganjar clucked, “I used to be a real coward. Know Ken confessed-I'm your boyfriend and I trust. I'm minder. I ... disappointed. I ... leave without saying you.”
“Sorry ... make you wait with my statement.”
He further tightened his fingers that were clasping the glass. Although the hot taste has been reduced a lot from the drink.
“I'm a fool, yes .. hehehe,” Ganjar chuckles. Impressed forced.
“Newly now my courage appears. But it's too late.”
“Didn't it, the saying goes it's better to be late than not?” Ganjar sneered at himself. Stupid thought. His fate can't be changed. Anyhow!
“Still, Rei. You ... the best I ever had,” Ganjar smile. A special friend in his heart.
He followed a thin smile. I saw the voice of the Azan in the mosque.
“Gan .. sorry. I have to go home,”. He glanced at the window. Appropriately. The rain has stopped. Even though the sky is still falling. The rain will continue after this. So he had to hurry home.
He moved from his seat.
“Rei .. thank you,” Ganjar chimed.
The man stood up, “Congratulations on your marriage. May ... you be happy.” Ganjar extended his hand.
He shook Ganjar's hand, carved a smile and then said, “Let's go, Gan. Hope you are more successful there. I'm sure Ganjar Gumilar is sure to get everything he wants.” Just cut it before you leave. Slowly leave the man alone.
While Ganjar was still standing glued to his back, “Except ... yourself.” Smirked. Hearts melt. But he wanted to end this beautifully. Without any more burden. Thank you for being a special friend in my heart.
**
Kirei
Arrived at his apartment unit. He hurried to clean up. He did not want the pain to repeat itself. Her hair was still curled up in a towel, sitting in a chair by the window. Opening the curtains wide, so that the scene before him seemed real. The dark sky with the legs of skyscrapers looks flickering.
Suddenly he wanted to call mom. He missed the woman who gave birth to him. Grabbing a cell phone lying on the bed.
“Assalamu’alaikum, Rei.” Mother's friend from there.
“Wa’alaikumsalam, Nda ..”
“Mother, healthier? Rei kangen,” his whine. I don't know why he wants to spend time with mom. His eyes instantly heated up and the clear liquid had gathered on his eyelids.
“Kalo kangen, 'will be able to go home, still deket this.”
“Pengen ... Nda. But 1 week left abis contract.”
“Yes, if so be patient ... How are you doing?”
“Health, Nda. Last Saturday Rei returned to Semarang.”
“Thankful ... Your brother Ken is also again training in Jakarta.”
“Hah!”
“What, Nda? The real one?!” Ask me not to believe. How is it possible, Ken was in Jakarta but didn't tell him. He snarls in the heart.
“Just yesterday left. He said 5 days there. Maybe Ken wants to give a surprise to you,” Mother defended.
He breathed an upset breath.
“Nda ... Rei,”
“Why, Rei?”
Momentary pause.
He swallowed his saliva. Feels difficult. Fame, achievement, pride, dignity and prestige.
Sounded mother exhaled there, “Baapu a week ago entered the hospital. But now it's home.”
“What, Nda?”
“Why, Rei not told!” He grumbles.
“Baapu who ordered. Coincidentally the phone went there. Baapu is still in hospital.”
He's pissed. This important news?
“Udah no pa-pa. Baapu is healthy again. We pray all healthy.”
“Nda ..”
“Heemm ...”
“Rei .. want to continue with the contract.”
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