Love of the Journalist
97. Unsteady By Time
...97. Unsteady By Time...
Kirei
He sat on the head of the bed holding a laptop. Some of the results of the coverage that has entered he corrected again to be more perfect in accordance with the writing of good and true Indonesian. Adjust the manuscript into journalistic language according to the flow.
The done!
He exhaled slowly.
It has been 6 days since his return from the hospital. He can move back. Even with limitations. Danang always comes home at night. Sometimes even midnight has to go to work again, leave it.
Mom and Dad are back in Surabaya. Mother also picked up Ken this afternoon. It's 9pm, but her husband hasn't come home yet.
Remembering this morning's chat with mother, about Mr. Tarman's wishes to meet them.
“About what, yes, Nda?” Ask in a murmur.
“You're healthy, recovered and there's a time to meet, Rei. We don't know the age.”
“But,” the rebuttal.
“Keep aside prejudice. Someone who wants to meet us there must be something important to say.”
So did Mama Anita who advised him, to spend time visiting Om Tarman.
“Mama also do not know, why he would like to meet you.”
“Wait for you to heal properly, Rei. Danang is also busy.”
“Info from Aunt Ida, her husband is conscious. Slowly moving his limbs. But still have to do ongoing therapy. Stroke attack resulted in tissue one side of his body numb.”
He closed the laptop and put it on the nightstand. Inching her body. Pull the blanket up to the chest. Pray and close your eyes.
But in his sleep, he felt gathered with his loved ones. Among others, baapu, neene, mother, Ken, Danang and .. father.
Daddy's?
He swallowed his mouth rough. Suddenly his throat was closed. Daddy's? Why is dad here? Isn't ....
Without saying, the father who stood beside the mother spread out his hands with a big smile and crackle. As if calling himself, ‘Rei .. come here’. A sign that dad welcomed himself into his arms.
Is this real? Dad back?
“Dad,” he sobbed so great so happy. I can see Dad back. Gather with them. He could even hold her in a real form.
“Rei, ka .. ngen ..” His speech was stamped accompanied by sedu sedan in the father's embrace.
For a long time he had never felt the presence of the most beloved. Hugs of a loved one. Even the smell. The most valuable person in his life. He is the father .. a person who is unfettered by heat, not weathered by rain. Until whenever. Irreplaceable.
“Sayang ..”
His eyes crept slowly open, as a hand rubbed his cheek.
“You dream?” And woke him up.
He's still dazed. Gather all awareness to return home.
“You're having nightmares?” Ask Danang.
He's still flinching.
Danang. “Sleep again, I'm here.”
***
Danang
The investigation of a fictitious insurance case of 3 former members of the DRPD turned out to drag some names in the ranks of the Government. Also the insurance company. With numbers that can't be said to be small. About 2.7 billion of those funds were corrupted.
Now only 2 suspects will be taken to the green table, because 1 suspect died of a heart attack.
Pradipta and his team filed for SP3 for his client. For reasons of law.
He scratched the base of his nose, then rubbed his forehead. Complicated.
Some days he comes home at night. And when the midnight service was forced to leave Kirei. Sidak together with the team of Tiger Candi. To minimize crime in his area of authority.
Feel guilty? Sure.
Kirei who was in recovery time desperately needed his presence. But instead he was confined with a busyness that seemed endless.
He leaned his back against the back of his chair. Breathe in slowly. His eyes caught a digital clock that showed at 23:00 WIB.
Full speed car. Because of the empty road. Arriving at home in a quiet atmosphere. The living room and middle lights have changed dimly. He opened the door slowly. Only the sleeping lights are on. He illuminated his sleeping wife in a blanket.
He went to the bathroom. Flushing his body all day interacting with sunlight and pollution. He did not want to bring the seeds of disease from outside to the house. What's more Kirei's condition is in the healing stage. As much as possible he always took a shower if returning from his activities outdoors.
Now his body feels more relaxed. Refreshed. He put his body on his wife's side. Smacked his head, then said, “Have a nice dream. I love you.”
He began to close his eyes. But just entering the NREM (Non-Rapid Eye Movement) phase or chicken sleep he was surprised by Kirei who was like crying. Bewildered. Instantly his eyes opened. Staring at Kirei with an agitated face, frowns furrowed. For a second his lips curled downward. His forehead shrinks again. Then sob. Nightmares seem to.
He woke Kirei, rubbed his cheek. Although he woke up, his wife's eyes were agitated. He's embracing. Providing comfort. Persuading him to resume sleeping again.
**
Kirei
The next morning he was preparing breakfast for Danang. Make black coffee with mama recipe. When he entered the room to make sure the man was awake, he heard Danang was taking a bath. Because there is a splashing sound of water from the bathroom.
A few minutes later, her husband did not leave the room. He went there to make sure he came back. With a cup of coffee.
When he pushed the door, the man was still struggling in the blanket. With eyes closed and curled to the right.
It cringes. Wonder. Not usually. Today is not a red date.
Quickly he save the cup to the table, “Mas, why?” Approaching Danang who is still flinching. Attach the back of the hand to the man's forehead.
“Mas Danang fever,” murmur. The man only opened his eyes for a moment. Then say,
“I think I'm sick.” The man's eyes closed again.
“Not kayak anymore, but it really hurts. Wait here I take the drug.”
He rushed to the dining table. Bringing breakfast to her husband. I forgot to bring a medicine box.
“Should eat first a sip,” he said when sitting on the edge of the bed side by side with Danang.
“My mouth is bitter,”
“Mean it. Must be forced.”
When there were only 4 bribes, the man shook his head. “Udah. Sore throat it.”
Until noon he accompanied Danang in the room. After feeding him breakfast this morning, he helped him take fever and pain medication. The man fell asleep again.
He sat next to her with a laptop. Lean in-headboard. Re-examine some of the coverage results from the reporters who just entered.
The sound of knocking on the door made him realize to look at the time, apparently already past lunchtime he thought.
“Mbak, lunch will be delivered here what is on the dining table?” Asked Yumah who was standing in the doorway.
“Bring here, Yu.” The answer. Seraya click the start button and select ‘shut down’. Within seconds the laptop screen darkened. It closes and keeps on top of the nightstand next to it.
“Mas, eat first.” His hand touched the man's forehead, already lightened.
Yumah knocked on the door and entered with a tray. Have a lunch menu for them. Keep it on the table.
“Still, Yu.”
Yumah nodded, then passed out. Don't forget to close the door again.
It wakes Danang up again, “Mas .. eat first yuk. 1 Hour past nih.”
The guy just said, “Hemm ...”
He rubbed Danang's head. Restoring her hair randomly.
Danang seems to be getting more comfortable. Tub in the cradle. Not moving. Finally he gave up, to get up from the bed, but Danang prevented him. Holding his thigh by wrapping his hand there.
“Just a minute,” said the man inching. Make his thighs for cushioning.
“Mas Danang should eat, abis it take medicine again.” Persuaded it.
The man sighed. Objecting.
It clucked. “Later night Rei met Doctor Yoiku, if Mas Danang still sick, I can be alone.” His fishing rod.
“Can't!” Danang Tandas. He buried his head between his thighs.
His neck was suddenly pulled by Danang. He had to bend down and the man just grabbed his lips. He who is powerless, also enjoys the groove created by the man. Even though his head is sore, it must be lowered long and deep.
Isn't Danang busy this week? A longing that is sped up due to the minimal intense meeting. Plus it's in healing time. Meet when he's in a dream. Or at dinner, then the man would go to work again and return home at dawn.
“Mas,” said when he stopped his lips. He straightened his head with a hunting breath.
“The medicine is just that.”
“And I'm healed. Later tonight we meet doctor.” Pungkas Danang smiled grinning. Full of satisfaction as if forgetting the pain that plagued him a moment ago.
***
Danang
According to doctors, the former laparoscopic incision has healed and dried. With the USG results. But monitoring ovarian cysts should still be done periodically to see the possibility of new cysts growth. Because there is still a possibility to grow again. It all depends on the pattern of life lived.
Now they're headed for Sae Care. Cafe-resto set against the backdrop of green and valiant mountain towering.
“Do we have to go home, Mas?” Kirei hesitated, still worried about him.
He rubbed Kirei's head, “I want to come out. This week you keep going.”
“Rei also a week can not go anywhere, really. In the home of many. So no jemu.”
The car was perfectly parked. They descend past the side of the main pendopo. Enter the gazebo area. Apparently there a couple were waiting for them.
“Om ... Aunty,” greet them almost simultaneously in a middle-aged couple who are sitting side by side.
“Tak kiro not teko? (I don't think it's coming)”
He glanced at his wife, who was also throwing a smile at him. They sat next to each other, after shaking hands.
“I katek butal ning Singapore. Koen melo is not? (I'm going to Singapore. You're not coming?)”
“Kirei is still healing time, Om.” Legally.
“Iya, it's best to be healthy first.” The graceful lady of ayu said.
“Gonjang ganjing ning dhuwur, ono catechism mutation department 50 Pati and Pamen. Ready ae, Nang,”
He nodded. It was natural for him to face such a situation. He had to move more than 6 times. Even now it feels so heavy. Meaning ....
“Ommu must also be prepared. Departure.”
“Hopeful his successor younger. More energetic and energetic. Bringing Bareskrim vision and mission more qualified.” Om Ito.
Their meeting ended with dinner together. Om Ito headed to the hotel with his wife. Meanwhile, he and Kirei rushed home.
“Why not know if you want to meet Om Ito?” Kirei protest.
He chuckled, turning the steering wheel to the left leaving the Sae Care area.
“What do you say Om Ito, really, Mas?” Kirei asked, after the mounted car joined the other vehicles. The streets are a bit crowded. Sunday night routine in a gray setting. Dark clouds are seen hanging in the sky. Covering the moon that sets its light is not perfect. But do not discourage some people to enjoy malming with a partner.
He turned a glance towards Kirei who was staring at him, “Not necessarily.”
“Oo .. so I have to get ready from now on,” said Kirei throwing a glance at the side glass, “ ready to be pitted ..”
Brow shriveling.
“Ready,”
His forehead is getting shriveled.
“Siap—”
He quickly cut, “Who said? I'll never marry again.”
“Only you are a,”
“Kirei Fitriya Tsabita.” Stringency. Stop the car on the shoulder. Just wanted to convince her.
He reached for Kirei's hand, as soon as his wife looked at him, “You have my words (you keep my promise).”
Kirei chuckles.
He's getting clueless. Frowning back his forehead.
“I mean, ready to be combined with him.” Kirei leaned his chin towards his uniform hanging on the rear hand grip.
He thinned his lips, then pinched his wife's nose.
“Aduh ...” Adu Kirei's. The next moment his wife laughed. Satisfied can work it.
But that's not how long. For he shuts his laughing mouth. His hands were trained to remove his seat belt. With his wife's seatbelt.
Pulling Kirei's waist closer. While the other hand rubbed the back wearing a red brick blouse. His hand slipped behind the blouse.
Pushing Kirei's back to get closer. He could even feel his wife's heartbeat.
Their eyebrows and noses stick together when they break down. The hunting breath struck warmly on the faces of the two.
“Try laughing again?” His challenge. Still breathing heavily. Swiping Kirei's wet lips.
“Kalo dare,” his smile dikulum full of intimidation. He tilted his head to ambush him again.
But a moment later, though,
Tok .. tok .
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