Love of the Journalist
93. I Don't Care!
...93. I Don’t Care!...
Kirei
He was standing on the balcony of his apartment. Light as far as the eye can see is so beautiful. Stunningly. And glittering. Then breathe out slowly, as well as exhale it. The decision has been unanimous. He returned to Semarang. Although the lure is tempting darken the eyes and logic.
The Gita. Makeup artist and her best friend. Which helped him a lot. Without the Gita, he may have trouble matching evidence to convince those who slandered him. Also the ones he needs to keep his mouth shut.
Gita infiltrates a group chat containing employees from various divisions. That's where the photos come from. Photos that have been edited in such a way. Plus seasonings corner it.
According to the recognition of the photo design, one of the employees of the art director division. He did it on someone's orders. Gita deserves thumbs up. His efforts were not in vain. Make the perpetrator confess and want to account for all his actions.
All evidence is complete and ready to be revealed.
Original and altered photographs are reprinted. He kept it in a different envelope. Brown envelopes he included a letter of recognition from the legal seal art director division. While the second letter is a statement that he did not continue the new contract that will begin in two weeks. With all the consequences he was ready to accept the penalty.
Fortunately, the new program is not yet running. A new contract has not been signed either. There has been no written agreement based on juridicals. It's just that he must have disappointed Anton and the party who expected him to stay. Because the initial answer before the incident he agreed to participate again to be a host in the new program.
“Rei .. want to continue with the contract.” He said when he called mom.
And mother can only provide support, as long as Mas Danang bless him.
“You sure?” Said Danang some time ago through a virtual world connection. A sentence that always convinces him in every decision-making. And Danang's answer is still the same, “I will not curb you, just because I selfishly want to be with you continue. Go on, if you're sure. I’ll support you.”
But the rumors that are circulating are getting more and more sanser, making things worse. He must quickly quell and prove. Again, he was very grateful that people close to him always supported him. Helping her. He can breathe a sigh of relief now.
He looked up as a hand wrapped around his waist,
“Against what?”
He rubbed the arm, “Kalo malem nice view from here.” His word.
Danang's head slammed into his nape. Make the fine hairs of her hair bristles instantly.
The man kissed the top of his head. Long time his chin was perched there.
“You sure? By your decision.” Anton still gives a chance if he changes his mind.
He nodded. He leaned his back against the man's chest. Clenching the hand that is wrapped around it.
“Thank you,” reply Danang.
“Rei who should thank you. Mas Danang always support anything.” He looked up. The man kissed her forehead and then embroidered a perfectly fluffy smile.
“Tomorrow morning we leave Jakarta ...”
He nodded back. But Danang's hands are guerrilla. Take off her sleeping pajamas.
“It seems not a bad idea to print good memories here,”
“Tonight ...."
And one proper sentence was pinned to the man. Namely ‘si true adventurer’. It’s show time!
**
Danang
He sent a note to Rendra that this afternoon he had to go to Jakarta. Asking Mr. Waka to replace him to attend regular meetings in coordination with the mayor.
Actually he did not want to tell about his arrival there. But Kirei could already guess it.
“Mas Danang to where?” Kirei asked as the phone line turned into a video call while he was at the airport.
“Kok at the airport?”
He smiled back at her.
“Iih, asked even smiley. Bummer!”
“Mas Danang to where?” Todong Kirei's.
“You look at my wife,” she folds her lips. Can't give up anymore. When the call from the loudspeaker called the destination passenger to Jakarta asked to immediately board the plane.
“Truly, Mas?!” Kirei looks happy.
“Iya, now close first. See you in Jakarta.” Definitely rushed. Just so he disconnected the phone. Submitting the boarding pass to the officer and breezing into the plane.
Arriving in Jakarta, Kirei really welcomed him. Waiting for him in the lobby. Fell into his arms when they met.
“Still already arrived.” Kirei.
“Later we get hit again.” Slothfully. Right whispered in Kirei's ear.
“I don’t care!”
“My wife is a famous host. Definitely tomorrow login gossip account.”
“I don’t care!” Kirei yelled.
He smiles. Swiping Kirei's head which was still hugging him.
A few eyes watched them. And he also took the attitude of ‘I don’t care!’.
Arriving at the unit left him stunned. I saw two suitcases ready. He took off his shoes and his waist bag.
“You sure?” He again confirmed his wife's decision. He sat on the edge of the bed.
“Yakin,” Kirei replied. Open refrigerator. Pour the yellow juice from the bottle into the glass. Stuck him.
“Rei think about.” Sit next to him on the bed.
He drank that drink. Then move back to Kirei. His wife spent the rest of the drink to the toilet.
“That thirst is not a guest. But you,”. Swiping Kirei's head.
His wife was cheating.
“Later tonight accompany Rei, meet Mas Anton with his wife yes, Mas.” Kirei stored the empty glass container into the sink. Wash the dirty cups and dishes there. Then store on a clean shelf. Drying his hands with a washcloth.
He threw his body into the bed. With dangling legs. “Where, what time?”
“In the front cafe at 7.” Kirei approached her, coming to lay down next to her. With the right hand that is turned to me as a headstool facing him.
“The accusation by Mas Anton's wife is not true. Rei's not an actor. Who would want to take her husband? Utilizing kindness? My husband is more .. handsome. More ... cool. More ...” Pause. He looked at Kirei who was also staring at him.
“More what?” Ask while smiling. His right hand slipped a few strands of Kirei's hair behind his ears.
Half-awakened he kissed Kirei's lips briefly then smiled.
Kirei blinked, a tinge of red hue adorning his cheeks. Spontaneous actions like this still made him blush. Flattered. Prickled. His heart is beating fast. And cause a foreign sensation.
“Le ...” He ambushed Kirei's half-opened lips. Holding his wife's back from collapsing backwards. Because he urged their relationship. But his attempt failed. Kirei's body is stretched out. Even Kirei poked his hand against his neck instinctively.
Tubs titted. It's getting excited. The decapitation caused by the connection of the two lips has awakened something that fell asleep these few days.
Because it's almost dark. That means soon ....
Sure enough I saw the azan lamat-limb heard. He broke their lips. With hunting breath. Tidying back Kirei's shirt that was revealed to the chest.
He reviewed a smile, “Sorry, to be continued ...” pecked Kirei's forehead. His wife was still panting. “We resume again later.” Slightly as he rose from the encirclement of Kirei.
**
Kirei
His body feels all bad. The next morning he woke up. The phone alarm roared to call him to wake up immediately, shaking off the blanket covering their urian bodies. He tapped into a cell phone that was on the table. Turn off the alarm and save the phone.
It still feels like a dream. His lips curled upwards. Remembering last night's seemingly endless struggle. He rubbed his flat stomach. Maybe there is already the presence of their prospective baby?
According to the doctor, it must be ....
Danang wriggling. Wrap his hand to his waist.
“Mas wake.” He rubbed Danang's jaw. The man just sighed.
“Our plane is at 9.” he added.
“Heemm ...”
Dddrrrt ...
Dddrrrt ...
The vibrations and loud sounds of Danang's phone floundered on the table. His hand tried to grab it. Be able.
Mom calling ....
“Mas, phone mama.”
“Heemm .. lift aja,” sahut Danang with eyes still closed. Even more tightening his deck.
Mom calling ....
“Mas bentar, I'm a little kalo gini.” The man's head slammed against his chest. It squeaks. Sequences. And definitely make it crumble. Their bodies are still broken. The touch of skin to skin will no doubt arouse millions of cells and nerves to feel the stimulation. It brings passion back.
Sure, no need to wait long. The man was playing on his chest. He squirms. Holding laughter.
Mom calling ....
“Masss!” He can't take it anymore. The stomach is the next target.
“Ma ... ma. Tel ... pon,” he said while laughing holding amused.
“Bless aja!” Danang shouted under the blanket.
He sighs. How he picks up the phone if they are like this. And the target of the man is getting down.
He resigned. Simultaneously the sound of the vibration is ignored. The phone that was struck out of nowhere was replaced with a notification sound.
Ting.
Ting.
While they were on a voyage in the ocean. Hope their ship won't falter in the storm. Keep racing in the waves. Until the time comes to lean to release the fatigue and sip the favor.
**
Danang
They were in a hurry to get on the plane. Sit with a sweat that adorns the face. After what made them late. Kirei continued to nag without pause. Just shut up in the taxi. That too with the face bent half spoiled.
“Iiihh .. because of Mas Danang, nih!” Spray Kirei when they were bathing together.
“We can-can miss the plane.” Kirei said as the elevator that brought them down into the lobby.
“Mama phone also not answered. Mama must be angry. Rei, it's not good. Mas Danang became a bad boy.” Cecar Kirei for a moment before getting into the taxi.
“Mas, what if we really miss the plane?!” Kirei started talking again after getting off the taxi.
“Nih, until the big pegel,” Kirei grimaced as the road hurriedly followed in his footsteps, down the airport corridor. Left hand held him. Right hand carrying paper bag.
While his right hand was holding Kirei, his left hand was gnawing on a cabin-sized suitcase. “You want me to carry?” Bargainly. It's obviously the cause of everything. Feeling guilty made Kirei miserable.
His wife thins her lips. The next second clucked.
Grateful, they had entered the aircraft cabin in the final seconds. Still with half a breath of hunting.
The cabin crew is demonstrating a safety demonstration.
A round of memories loomed. Were they just friends or just coworkers? I don't know. Both were assigned to Jakarta for 2 days. He smiled remembering that.
They sat down next to each other after being on the plane. A 'click' sound as he taps his wife's seatbelt. He rubbed Kirei's head.
"Rest ...." He patted his wife's face with a tissue. Helps dry from the sweat that pops up.
“Mas, I'm aja. Shame to see,” said Kirei lirih. Next to him the cabin crew was demonstrating the rescue using life jackets.
“I don’t care.” His leg continued to pat Kirei gently on the face.
Kirei closed his eyes. He smelled a smile at his wife's reaction, “Open .. I can't possibly kiss you here,” he whispered in his wife's ear.
Kirei opened his eyes while growling in annoyance, “Massss!!” initially restrained. Because the voice of the pilot said, “flight attendant take off station.”
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