Marrying Sergeant Major
~ 87 ~
Two days passed by so tense, the article in addition to getting a rejection from Hana when Bima tried to contact his cellphone because he wanted to know the current condition of Lala, the letter containing the threat was not from my office.
A new confirmation letter will be sent yesterday, and I asked Riska to send it to my house.
Yes, after getting the letter two days ago, Bima mas did directly contact my office to ask the irregularities of the letter accompanied by the threat, he said, but Mr. Firman said that the office has not issued a circular letter to staff who apply for annual leave.
And today, Riska is coming to deliver the original confirmation letter all the way to see me.
While I who yesterday intended to go home to my parents, I undo that intention after Bima mas painstakingly persuaded and seduced me.
Besides, I realized that the problem wouldn't be solved if I avoided it. In addition to my security that is at stake, it is certain that Bima did not want me far from him.
Understanding and understanding, I finally relented and obeyed his words.
"Today there's a schedule to guide kids to shooting practice, right?" I asked while peeling the fruit that I would cut small. I know that Bima mas there is a schedule because he had read a message in WA group special members Lanud where Bima mas service.
"Hmm" replied Bima, his focus continued to stare at the newspaper he was reading at the dinner table.
"What time do you go to the shooting range?"
"Later in the afternoon, wait for your mom to come here, they'll take care of you while I'm not around"
"Not to be taken care of either"
"No need to protest?" mas Bima looked at me sharply.
"No, I mean"
"What do you mean?"
"I think I'm like a kid, like a prisoner"
"It's a red date, Jim's day off, you can't take care of your own house"
"But I can stay in the room, right?"
"But I can't spare you at home"
My lips clenched, not daring to let out my voice again.
Mas Bima is never defeated for refutation, even Lalapun is also very smart to refute every sentence like this father.
"What time did mommy come here?" I asked after biting the kiwi fruit that I had cut into pieces, then handed the other kiwi pieces to Bima mas.
"Ba'da dzuhur later"
"Not prepared?"
"No, I've permission to come when I start training"
"Oh" I narrowed my eyes, holding back the sweet sour taste that was on the kiwi fruit in my mouth.
When there was silence for a few minutes, Bima and I heard the sound of car horns from outside the gate.
I'm sure it's Riska. He said it was coming around ten, and by now time was ten by fifteen minutes.
"I think Riska's coming, mas"
"You stay here, I'll open it"
Mas Bima immediately stood up then with half a run through the middle room and living room to go to the gate.
Until a few minutes passed, Bima's voice was caught in my senses.
"Just go in, Ris! Arimbi in the kitchen"
"Yes mas" sahutan from Riska who knew standing in the kitchen doorway.
We both stepped up to scrape the distance and then hugged each other.
"Mom's pregnant, how are you?" tanyakanya.
"Well, you're alone?"
"good too. You are strong, you are patient"
Riska knows what my mood is like.
"Lala must have come home, Bi. He can't live without you, just like you would be restless without Lala"
"Thank You Ris"
"It's Bi's test, I'm sure you can pass it. Let alone two weeks, two years you can"
Riska's words spontaneously set my tears back down. A bit of treatment for Bima for two years was back I remember. I who was still in his arms occasionally sobbed, while Riska herself contracted my grief. And it seems she was crying too.
Through the minutes, finally our embrace unraveled.
"Sit Ris!" my orders while rubbing my cheek. "Why not take your son?"
"Rempong take her" Riska sat in one of the dining chairs.
"Your husband's at home?"
"Yes" answered. "Your husband where did Bi, suddenly just say it?"
"It looks like he went straight to the fitness room, said he wanted to run around the treadmil"
"Oh"
"What do you want to drink?" ask me to the point.
"Tea aja"
"Okay, I made it"
I rushed to make tea for him.
"Where's the office atmosphere after they find out I got a threatening letter, Ris?"
"Obviously it's Bi, let alone you're the number two prima donna in the office, obviously they all kepo"
"Number two? Whose number is it?"
"Who else if not the beloved kinyis-kinyis virgin sir Firman"
I smiled and then asked. "Keep you got what number?"
"Number four, because the third number is Oma Lina"
My laughter broke hearing the name of Ms. Lina mentioned. Ms. Lina is our elder in the office, her age is already five heads just like Mr. Firman. They've been working in my office for a long time, we've dubbed them as Lina's oma and Firman's battery, of course it's just our joke and unbeknownst to them.
"Oh yes Bi, about security in the office, from now on both the security guard, cleaning service, and the staff are prohibited from providing any information about their employees to outsiders" The woman apparently pulled out an envelope from inside the bag that I believed contained a letter for me. "From the incident that happened to you, the office is more protective of our privacy" Imbuya while sliding the envelope on the surface of the table. "This is Bi, your letter"
"Thank you, you've already bothered to drive him here"
Nodding your head to respond, then silence.
I then sat down in the chair next to Riska after finishing making tea.
"Mas Bima has been critical, right, if there was a veiled woman whose name you asked Mr. No, why don't you go to the office?"
"Already"
"And Mr. No replied that you have started to leave, you continue to receive the letter during the day, right?c
"I got the letter late in the afternoon" I said.
"That means in just one day he's working on his fake letter, Bi"
Sighs softly, my head reflexes, saying. "No matter what, he engaged the sacred dress of the sharii to launch his plan so that his face would go undetected"
"Intense as well" Timpal Riska while peeling kiwi fruit. "She faked the coats and stamps in her letter. You must not have read the fake letter, right?"
"How would I tell if I've been panicked because I read the writing on another sheet"
"Yes I understand si, if I'm in your position must be afraid also get that threat"
"Frightened, Ris"
"But your husband doesn't understand what, either, about the authenticity of the letter?"
"He knows, but he understands now after being told"
Riska seemed to be nodding her head lightly, her pair of neutrals focused on looking at the blade she used to peel the fruit. "By the way, the person who told your friend to your mother also made a veil, right?"
"Hem" I nodded completely with my two raised eyebrows.
"Ish, really fuckin' the culprit. In addition to making people threatened, he has also done insult to his sharii and niqob clothes, is not the Bi?"
"It is, though not directly, that I think it is a great insult, a great sin"
"Rubber"
Almost two hours we chatted, right at the dzuhur Adzan, Riska said goodbye. Because I was afraid to open my own gate because Jim was on vacation because of the red date, I called Bima mas who was sleeping in a chair near the pool.
He must be exhausted after exercising, while throwing away sweat before taking a shower, he sat down and finally fell asleep.
****
Shortly after Riska came home, Mami and mbak Za came to accompany me.
While currently mas Bima is ready with sportswear attributes TNI AU. He walked towards the helmet storage cabinet after previously saying goodbye to mami and also mbak Za.
"Will you ride a motorcycle?"
"Yes"
"Be careful"
"Hmm, you're also careful at home, just let me know if there's anything!"
"Yes"
We both stepped out of the house.
"I go, yes, before Maghrib, God willing is at home"
"Yes" I received a helping hand from Bima.
"Be careful, don't speed"
"Okay, you come in, I'll open and close the gate myself"
After driving Bima mas until the front door, I re-entered the house, approaching mami and mbak Za who were busy watching television broadcasts.
"Rest if tired, Bi" mami orders.
"Not tired, mih. From there do not say anything, Bima mas who mergerjain everything"
The atmosphere suddenly quiet. Mami who knew fell asleep on the sofa, mbak Za was busy struggling in front of the laptop, while I suddenly felt sleepy.
***
Almost an hour asleep on the sofa, I woke up when my body was angry, even though the AC was on, but sweat still seeped through the pores of the skin.
My eyes circulated, I found that Za was still in his original position.
"Well, don't you rest?" tanyaku.
"Eh, have you woken up?" Reply instead of answering me.
"Already, madam"
"There's a lot of office work, Bi"
"Oh"
Obviously Za's very busy, she's the director's mother at Danu's father's company. Help Ken who served as the company leader.
Although already replacing his father, mas Ken still gets supervision from Danu's father and also papi as a fighter of his company since he was a bachelor.
"I'm looking for the wind to come out"
"Where?" Ma'am Za looked at me.
"To the home page"
"Don't go out the gate, Bi!"
"No mbak"
"Slow down the road!" the message again that has been staring back at the laptop screen.
I got up after nodding, then walked towards the main door.
From the window, I saw the wind blowing not too hard. It must be cool for me who is pregnant.
As soon as I opened the door, my netra was staring deep at the gate, something white was lying on the paving floor.
An envelope?
Out of curiosity, with wide strides I immediately headed to the envelope to retrieve it.
My heart was pounding so hard as this foot stepped.
Seriate...