Love Two Boundaries
59. The Salt Warehouse Om Surya

Aidan sits in the back seat of a passenger. While Ais was sitting in front, next to Reza who was busy driving an iron horse.

"What do you want to go home first?" Reza caught a glimpse at Ais, the next second he refocused on the streets.

Reza offers the option to Ais, the article is currently they are still in the car to go home. Still in the middle of the journey he asked to ascertain if his wife had any other purpose.

Ais did not immediately answer, he was still considering the answer to Reza's question. For a moment he glanced at Reza, then looked straight ahead again, scanning all the residents of a crowded street, making a traffic jam. Today is the hour to get home from the office.

***

3a Office

The designed room has no windows, usually intended for the use of AC as air circulation. But now, the room was conjured up to resemble a room where smoking cob and tuna on Natuna island. The entire room was filled with gray black smoke. It also smells bad. Defeat the action of shamanism, which necessitates burning.

Looking at the human activities in the room, it appears he is declaring a world day of heartbreak. Who else would have been the originator if not the Hafiz, the floating man who rivaled a lion.

Still can not accept the fact, that Ais already owned people. Feeling depressed was also heartbroken, after a direct meeting bought three packs of cigarettes at once, with the brand saying "Solar Om Salt Shrimp". Do not know what the philosophy of the founder, so give a name that is contrary to the taste. It may be intended for people who are depressed and expect them to die quickly, so that all burdens quickly disappear and leave immediately. Or it may be intended for those who can read but do not understand what is read. The reason there is clearly written a heart-wrenching poem "smoking can cause cancer, heart attacks, impotence and pregnancy & fetal disorders" 🤭

A year ago, he promised. He said he would not smoke anymore. Background, Dira had contracted wet lungs. The doctor said, as a result of too much inhaling cigarette smoke.

But in reality, to make a man faithful, obedient and submissive, it is not his promise to be held, but a bird flanked by two eggs.

Doesn't want his activities caught. Hafiz accidentally locked the room, and turned the nameplate into uninhabited.

Sit on one of the walls of the room. Both legs are made comfortable with selonjoran. Shirt buttons open up past the chest. It has black fur, resembling a gorilla. Don't ask where the tie is. Probably thrown because it feels suffocating. No more neat clothes into the pants, everything is a mess.

On the screen, he stared at the wedding photo four years ago. A nineteen-year-old little girl looks wise kissing her hands. The girl who is still innocent, looks a little village. His face is still ordinary. At that time, he was wearing white kebaya. But don't ask him who is now. Turn beautiful again charming. Makes Hafiz more intoxicated. If the pellets are effective, he would be willing to go to a smart person. Smart at fooling people.

Stoking back a cigarette lipped, sucking full of passion. Sounds comfortable hissing. Sucked, then exhaled again, and exhaled again, and exhaled again repeatedly, until unconscious almost spent a pack of cigarettes containing 16 cigarettes.

Sroookkkk......

the sound of the pull of liquid objects that almost came out of the chimney full of smoke. Sometimes both eyes are swept by the river, with the back of the hand. How humiliating. The same is the case with children who cry to buy snacks.

Derrrr.t..dertt.....

Voice calls.

The caller's name is seen in the shadows, it is unclear who. Not because of myopia, or cataracts, but clear fluid that is a barrier.

Back to the blurry eyes, it turns out Adira who called.

"Hallo papa"

"Yes, hello dear"

His heart was now troubled.

"Have you not come home yet?"

dira's voice softened, asking papa who never came.

"Papa still has a little work, soon to come home"

For now, lying is one of the best ways.

"Dira's had a shower?"

Tanya Hafiz was stale, the article is now four in the afternoon.

"Emmm"

Dira nodded, but the interlocutor could not see it.

"Dear to do something?"

Hafiz who knows Dira's habit of calling her at the time of her office. Dira must have wanted something.

"Actually,....."

Dira hesitated a little.

Hafiz put cigarette flames into the ashtray.

Hearing Dira's voice, spontaneously remembered his promise.

Hafiz asked again.

"Dira wanted to eat sushi at restaurant xxx".

"Ok, now papa's home"

Dira who was across there laughed cheerfully, because he really likes sushi in restaurant xxx"

"Thank you papa, dear Dira.papa, muaccchhhh"

Somehow getting a statement of affection from Dira again makes a sad day Hafiz. With a trembling voice he replied to Dira's affection.

"Papa too dear Dira, muuuuaaacccch"

Hafiz kissed the screen hape, as if the inanimate object was Dira.

Dira turned off the phone, and gave it back to the housekeeper sitting next to him.

***

"Why not go down?"

Ice remove seat belt.

Reza saw the back seat, "papa in the car, take care of Aidan"

"Do you want another one?"

The ice is ready to come down.

"Selera undaja" he said with one hand leaning against the car's equilibrium.

"Down down first yes"

"He be careful, if anyone is tempted to have a husband" joked Reza accompanied by laughter.

"Ihhhh.papa" Ice pout with face deliberately bent.

"Yes, sorry.papa joked, already there hunted! a little bit of his spicy acid ran out"

Expel Reza, seeing the behavior of Ais who began to hesitate to leave.

Bugs...

Car door closed.

The ice beautifully breezed into the restaurant.

On the other hand, Hafiz had just come out of the sunrise country restaurant, according to Dira's order, he bought sushi and sashimi.

His appearance was not as bad as before, because he had prepared himself. She was afraid of embarrassment too.

The location of a Japanese restaurant adjacent to a typical Malaysian cuisine restaurant, gave rise to the intention for Hafiz to buy spicy sour fish. He also entered with a paper bag carrying the name of a Japanese restaurant.

Inside, while waiting for the order to be served, Ais sat sweetly on one of the restaurant chairs. Playing hape expels saturation.

Hafiz who just entered, directly to the place of booking, with the same menu as the one ordered by Ais.

While waiting, he chose to sit in a chair not far from him doing the order.

Now the distance between the two is only blocked by two tables. If only Hafiz glanced slightly to the side, it was certain that he would not be as calm as he was now. The person who drove him crazy was there.

Fifteen minutes of waiting, finally the order was completed.

"Spicy acid!" the voice of a servant sounded.

Ais and Hafiz as both felt they were ordering the same food, finally stood up to the cashier's table.

Hafiz's position, which was sitting closer to the cashier, made him the winner. Stand in front of the cashier ready to pay for orders.

"Sorry sir, that seems to be my order"

Seriate.......