My Personal Tour Guide

My Personal Tour Guide
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Slowly Bimo moved Ajeng's hand which was in his lap back to Ajeng's lap. Bimo felt uncomfortable hearing the word marriage.


“Married?” tanya Bimo followed Ajeng's nod.


“Why does your mother want you to get married?” tanya Bimo made Ajeng squint his eyes at the man beside him. Just this time Ajeng got a strange type of question like the one Bimo threw out.


“Ya... because I am 24 years older. And my mother said that I deserve to build a family and have children,” explained in detail despite being embarrassed to have to discuss such things with men.


“Em... So you like relationships that have commitment?” Bimo's question was getting strange just felt Ajeng.


“...Yeah.. With a commitment like married. Being a wife and having children. That's what my mom wanted.” Answering a little afraid that Bimo does not like his way of thinking.


“Hm... Attractive..” connect Bimo.


Hearing Bimo's increasingly unreasonable answer, Ajeng felt that there was a distance between himself and Bimo.


Why the hell is he? Isn't marriage always wanted by everyone…? Or maybe this guy is gay…? Ajeng wondered in his mind. It's a shame that he's gay. His face is very handsome. Hm... Good thing I have not been smitten.... Or maybe he does not like to commit? Inner Ajeng by shifting his seat so as not to get too close to Bimo.


The two are now silent and silent. The sense of familiarity that was intertwined actually faded because of the discussion of commitment and marriage.


“Bim..”


“Yeah?”


“Can I excuse myself to the toilet?” ask Ajeng by removing his seat belt.


He stood up to go to the toilet. His mind was still wondering about the change in Bimo's attitude.


Finished from the toilet, Ajeng began to sigh again as he returned to the seat. He found that Bimo was no longer sitting next to his chair.


“Ya. Maybe his life is just an advertisement. Nraktir eat. Hm... Why bete gini anyway? He is just a stranger I just met. I can't expect more from someone who can't commit like him. Surely the edges are also like Gery.” Bisik Ajeng by staring at the curtain of business and economic class dividers.


Because of his regret for Bimo who suddenly changed, Ajeng busy himself by reading the magazine available in his front seat pocket. He chose to read rather than sleep. Because if he had nightmares again in his sleep, Ajeng worried that he would cry roaring to make noise again. So the choice to read magazines is the right choice.


A few minutes later, Ajeng saw Bimo coming out of the curtain. The man was standing in front of an economy-class toilet.


Not sleeping apparently he. Bisik Bimo by stealing a glance as he queues in front of the toilet. He held back his faint smile from discovering Ajeng's behavior.


The ajeng who caught the look in Bimo's eyes looked at him to be misbehaved. Quickly she covered her face with the magazine. But still he still stole the sight of Bimo's whereabouts.


“Why does he like to smile like that? I could have misunderstood her thinking that she has a crush on me. Huh! Ngeselin!” whispered Ajeng was still trying to peek at Bimo's face.


The peep-peek scene ended after Bimo went into the toilet. The man did not look for reproach to look at Ajeng again after coming out of the toilet. His airy back walked for sure without looking at Ajeng's seat.


The journey to Indonesia is only 2 hours away. Garuda aircraft in Ajeng and Bimo must transit in Jakarta before heading to Solo.


All the passengers walked out of the plane with a sniffle. There are destinations that end in Jakarta and there are also those who continue flights to other cities.


The destination of Ajeng and Bimo is Solo. They walked to the same gate. But the two kept their distance as they walked down the passageway towards the gate.


“If this is how I feel uncomfortable. When I talked to him, there were my words that offended him, right? Why does he have to be so cool? Basic lakik! Very difficult character guessed,” whispered Ajeng by looking at the back of Bimo who walked in front of him.


The transit time in Jakarta only takes 45 minutes. It's not a long time. The guard at the gate for flights to Solo prioritizes business class passengers to enter the cabin first. After that, it is the turn of economy class to enter the cabin.


Ajeng rushed into the cabin and looked for his seat. It turned out that next to her seat was a woman whose face looked the same age as her. The woman was quite friendly with him.


“Hai! Yeah... Can I come in first?” tanya Ajeng busily took off her backpack. He immediately put the bag in the cabin baggage section on the seat. Ajeng continued towards his seat and installed a seat belt.


“You are on vacation to Solo huh?” ask the woman.


“I want to go home. My original Solo. Colomadu area..” Ajeng replied kindly. “You are on vacation to Solo huh?” ask a question back.


“Yeah...my house is also in Colomadu. How could you never see? Hehee...” replied the woman enthusiastically.


“I'm out of the Maldives. They are rarely at home either. Because when I went to school, I was in Semarang. Continue to work in the Maldives. My neighbors rarely see me at home. Hihiiii..” Ajeng clearly told a glimpse of him. “What's up in Jakarta? Work yes?” tanya Ajeng also felt comfortable talking to the woman next to him.


“Em... Yes you could say so.. So tour guide if there are tourists need a guide around Indonesia... You in Maldives what work?” ask the woman back.


“Yesterday as GM secretary. But I stopped working there. Find a new atmosphere. Find work in Indo. Let me deket same family,” replied Ajeng.


“Wah very dear already so the GM secretary must come out. But not pa pa also if the goal is to deket the same family. But do not choose my kayak work as a tour guide. Hihiiii.. Which there is around Indonesia continues.Rarely at home.. and skin to the hanky…! Nih look... Hahaa...!” The woman's style of speech keeps Ajeng entertained. They laughed at me a moment at the same time. “If you already have experience so secretary must be easy to get work in Indo. Moreover, the experience of being a secretary in the country of people. Guaranteed more easily dapet work,” again.


“Hehee... Yes hopefully aja.” Ajeng nodded in anticipation that the remark could happen to him. “By the way what's his name? I Ajeng..” Ajeng reached out to invite a handshake. The woman immediately reached Ajeng's hand.


“Ganis...” gives a friendly smile making the two even more familiar.


After the plane took off, Ajeng and Ganis continued to talk about work. Ajeng tells about his experience working in the Maldives. While Ganis tells of his work as a tour guide who works when there is a call.


Again, when Ajeng was busy chatting with Ganis, his eyes caught Bimo sitting in front of the toilet. He pretended not to notice Bimo. Although Ajeng's feelings were very happy just by looking at Bimo's body from the side.


Hm... Why do you have to use economy class toilets…? The business class toilet is full, right? Make me misunderstand…! He also looked at me. Ngeselin! Why should you look at that? Inner Ajeng when dividing his mind heard Ganis's speech and looked at Bimo.


The journey from Jakarta to Solo only takes about an hour and a half. Ajeng and Ganis who have had many conversations make them exchange information about social media.


“Ntar sometime we walk yes if you are not busy.” chirps Ganis while installing the seat belt because the plane will be landing soon.


“If I had been clear in the near future it would not be busy. Maybe you will be busy traveling around Indo. Hihii..” continued Ajeng who also fixed the seat belt.


The plane soon landed at Adi Soemarmo airfield. All passengers on board the plane left as soon as the door was opened.


Ganis continues to leave the airport by taxi and Ajeng still has to wait for an invitation from his brother who has not arrived.


While waiting in front of the airport, Ajeng saw a car running slowly passing in front of him. The passenger in the car was Bimo. He wears sunglasses while lowering the car glass.


“Hm... Go there! Weird dude! Skirt kecakean!” said Ajeng while glancing at Bimo's face wearing sunglasses.


 


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Why did Bimo suddenly change?


I knew Ajeng was single.


Do you want to be the same othor as the Bimo?


Seriate…


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