
Surya stayed at the security guard post where he worked while occasionally checking his cellphone. He wants to contact Kalia to go home together despite the different vehicles. At least Surya can find out that Kalia is fine while driving the car. But Surya knows he has no contact with Kalia. Actually, Surya wanted to ask for Kalia's phone number from long ago, but was afraid Kalia objected. Now all Surya can do is wait for Kalia to get out of the building and go home together.
" The wait for saha, Sur?" ask Edi the office security. (Wait for who, Sur?)
" Kabogoh, Sir. Hehehe." replied Surya while chuckling. (Daughter, Sir. Hehe).
" Boga kabogoh nu gawe didieu?" ask Edi again, curious. (Have a girlfriend who works here, is that it?)
" Hahaha.henteu, sir. Lies. Wait for someone else" Surya replied with a laugh.
" Oh, tea sugan. His sok atuh..You want to patrol first." (Oh, cynthia. Yes already, I want to patrol first ). Said Mr. Edi as he passed leaving Surya.
Surya surrounded his gaze, afraid that Kalia was out of the office.
Fifteen minutes later, it appeared that Kalia was walking out of the building with shaky steps, looking as though she was exhausted. Before Kalia entered her car, Surya approached her. Kalia immediately drowned making sure there was no one around them.
" Why is it still here anyway? what if someone sees it?" Kalia direct sewot.
" Nungguin Lia came home, so we can go home together." explained Surya a little disappointed by the words of Kalia.
" Why go home together, you bring your own motorbike. I don't think I'll see you at home. Don't be lebay."
Surya looked down while he was sticking his shoes.
" Will make sure Lia drives the car safely to home. I'm worried." said Surya weakly.
" Before you were also I used to go home alone. No need to control me, I am not the president. I am ah.cepet home. Someone will see." Kalia got into the car and drove off quickly.
Surya followed behind.
Kalia is upset with Surya's attitude that has begun to cross the line. He drove his car so Surya couldn't follow him. Actually free anyway, they have the same goal will surely meet also in the end. But Kalia just wanted to let go of her frustration to Surya.
Surya was worried to see Kalia speeding. As much as possible Surya compensated for Kalia's car to make sure Kalia survived.
During the trip, Kalia continued roaring his car at a fairly high speed. Turned violently and almost grazed another rider. The driver looked at Kalia. Surya was getting more anxious. He was left far away from Kalia because of the red light. The car is invisible.
After arriving in the Ngamprah area, the Solar motor is already invisible. Kalia was satisfied, finally she could make Surya far behind. It was like their race. Suddenly, from the opposite direction a motorbike drove so fast and took the ration of the car road that Kalia was driving. The motorbike was intended to overtake the truck in front of him. But instead of dealing with a Kalia car. Kalia swiftly turned the steering wheel to the left to avoid collisions with the motor to graze the sidewalk and..
DUAARR
His car tire erupted because it hit something. Kalia screamed in shock. He was still behind the wheel in shock. It took a few minutes for Kalia to calm down and get out of the car.
He saw his car tire deflated because it hit a big nail that was somehow there. The bumper car is also quite long.
" Badly tuh motor, speed as good as jidat aja." Kalia. He's turning his eyes around. He was confused what to do. The day is coming for magrib. Kalia also did not know which workshop was still open at that hour. Wanted to call Surya, but he didn't have any contacts. After all, the prestige desperately had to ask the man for help. Kalia had rejected him outright, now begging for help. Oh...!! thought.
For nearly ten minutes, Kalia stood next to her car and was confused as to what to do. Suddenly someone approached him. Kalia squinted her eyes as it was getting dark.
Surya was already in front of him with a panicked face.
" Lia why? What's the car for?" Surya checked Kalia's body, his arms, his legs, making sure that his wife was okay.
" Iih.got hold on. I'm all right. Why-why car" said Kalia while pointing at the flat tire.
" Why is this how it is?"
" Snapped in a crazy motorbike. Call it not a matter of."
" Yes, let's go home with me." persuaded Surya.
" How is this car? Time left here anyway?"
" just a second.."
Surya then contacted someone through his mobile phone.
" There will be someone towing this car. My brother has a workshop around here. It's actually closed, but because I asked so he's coming to get the car. Later before going home, we go to my brother's workshop first. Love Lia's car keys so they can be fixed with my brother."
Kalia was relieved, fortunately this car problem was quickly resolved. He felt bad for Surya for refusing him to go home together, if only he was not stubborn for sure this would not happen.
***
Arriving at home, Kalia immediately entered the room and took a shower. Same with Surya. After the bath, they prayed magrib. Kalia was in her room and Surya went to the nearest mosque.
When Surya came home from the mosque, he saw that Kalia was massaging her forehead.
" Lia's dizzy?"
" Hemm.." as always, always briefed.
" Have you taken the same vitamin medicine?"
" Males ah, like sick people just taking medicine." ketus again answer.
" What do you want to eat?" ask Surya again.
" Do not know.grandmother. Don't eat."
" Tumben.." replied Surya plain while grinning.
" Iisshhhhh.." Kalia immediately snorted to hear Surya's words.
" Would the car be used tomorrow?" kalia asked starting the conversation.
" Yes can't. The tires are flat, the bumper of the car is also dented and beret-beret. Fastest also three days-and a new one's in order."
" Tomorrow I go to work, how?"
" I'm just anterin."
" Iih.ogah.." said Kalia increasingly ketus.
" Of course, if you don't want to, I won't mean it."
" Don't want to be forced, won't put it." still jutek.
Surya sniffed his shoulders and headed for the kitchen to prepare dinner.
***
After dinner, Kalia still looked weak. They were still sitting in the living room watching television. Several times, Kalia seemed to hold back the nausea and then patted her chest. Surya occasionally glanced at Kalia but did not want much comment. Afraid of the mercon firecrackers repelling again.
Suddenly Kalia ran to the bathroom and broke her throat then spewed out a dinner that she painstakingly swallowed.
Surya immediately ran to help Kalia, kneading her nape and flicking Kalia's dangling hair. Then clean up the Kalia dinner that ended up redundant in the toilet pit. Surya then sends Kalia back to the family room. Dampen his sweat and give warm water and nausea reliever for Kalia.
" Therefore the medicine is in the drink, let not nausea continue." Surya handed the medicine to Kalia's palm.
" Neng mah likes to be stubborn or stubborn" said Surya slowly.
Kalia made no comment. He was too weak to argue with Surya.
" Pijitin.." Kalia's voice sounded slow and raucous. Surya was shocked, afraid of hearing wrong. Kalia then laid herself on the lazy sofa in the living room while pointing at her temple, signaling Surya to massage her in the area.
With a pounding heart, Surya stuck out his hand and massaged Kalia's forehead gently. His body is like being shaken. His heart is happy not broken.
Kalia closed her eyes, trying to enjoy Surya's gentle massage on her forehead to fall asleep.