President Cilok
77 Believing in destiny

Ba'da Isya, after visiting her mother in the hospital, brought Danum a change of clothes and food. Now, Damar's headed for his secretary's residence. In front of the minimalist house he parked his Vespa motorbike.

Then stand in front of the door in white, “Assalamualaikum.” exclaimed Damar along with the sound of a knock from his hand.

From inside the house Wulan answered him, “Wa'alaikumussalam... briefly!”

Soon Wulan opened the door and saw Damar standing by his back.

Damar turned his body, facing Wulan who currently looked more graceful. With black long skirt and long sleeve top dress green color bottle. “Beauty!”

This time Wulan did not want to be influenced to hear the men fighting in front of her, she walked past Damar. “Cepet!” yells.

“Can I ask you something?” asked Damar after sitting on the motorcycle seat, with Wulan still standing next to his bike.

“What?” asked Wulan without looking at Damar.

“Why well, I feel you are again avoiding my gaze? Is there something wrong with my face?”

Momentary stunned Wulan, “No pa-pa, just..” Wulan was reluctant to continue his words, he still felt the question of the Holy Mother regarding the matter of whether she was willing to accompany Damar's life, making him feel a strange feeling if he met Damar, “Ah, I'm slab again!” sergeant berkilah.

“Emm.. well if you plate again, I also want to turn!” damar answered, then turned on the engine.

Along the road to Malioboro pedestrian, Wulan and Damar are both silent, both busy in their minds.

It did not take long, both of them reached their destination, and sought the existence of Bokir. “Before, I call first, Kang Bokir wait where,”

Damar pulled out his phone from his sling bag, and searched Bokir's phone number. Rang once twice, “Kang Bokir again where?” ask Damar after connecting on the phone.

“OK!” the answer is, then disconnect the phone.

Damar and Wulan walked back down the road, and passing some stam wooden benches lined up, Damar saw Bokir waving his hands. Both approached Bokir.

“You guys are really old, where did you go?” bokir asked, after Damar and Wulan approached the table.

“From penghulu!” chirp Damar, and sit opposite Bokir with a long table bulkhead in the middle.

“Oalahh... Damar mah can ae!” exclaim Bokir.

Wulan elbowed Damar's arm, “Can't you ask, answer him don't go anywhere?! Rich in micrololets!”

Mastic cengengesan, “Hehe... I'm sorry Kang, I was discharged from the hospital, because tomorrow Mom can go home,” Damar replied, he also saw a woman sitting next to Bokir.

“Alhamdulillah, may Holy Mother always be healthy Mar,” replied Bokir.

Hearing the name of Holy Mother, Wulan became misbehaved, and sat next to Damar while smiling knots in front of Bokir's wife whom he had previously known.

“Amin,” reply Damar.

“How is it said, Mir,” greet Wulan, to Bokir's wife who is the same age as him.

“Alhamdulillah, Fine,” Mirna turned to look at Damar and back to look at Wulan, “Wah.. have not seen you for a long time, know you already have a partner anyway, Lan?” Mirna thinks Damar is Wulan's boyfriend, because she does not know who the real man who came with her husband's partner.

Wulan widened her eyes, looked at Mirna, she fluttered her hands, “Not!”

“Just pray Ma'am!” cetus Damar, as if teasing Wulan is the thing that can restore his booster mood. And got a sharp glint from Wulan's bead eyes.

Bokir chuckles at hearing mistaking his wife, “Not Mimi, he is Damar Mangkulangit, our boss,” said Bokir in a little chuckle interlude, “But if you look around you are suitable,” he continued, again, looking at Damar who was holding a smile and turned to look at Wulan.

“Oh, sorry, I thought you were a couple!” Mirna.

Damar nodded and again floated a ledge, “Just pray Miss Mirna, hopefully this time to the guarantee, hehe!”

Wulan looked at Damar from the side while rounding her eyes, “Ih, what the fuck!”

“Udahlah Lan, just amenkan, who knows if Damar your soul mate, are you both single!” exclaim Bokir.

“No, not that! I'm not single, I have someone far away!” sergeant Wulan. However, after saying that, Wulan bit her lower lip and cursed herself in the heart. ‘Aduh Lan, say what you just now! How dodol!'

Although surprised, Damar smiled knot, “Oh so well, congratulations. May your ldr relationship be successful and happy always,”

Wulan just nodded

While Bokir who has known Wulan for a long time, doubted Wulan's words, “Emang yes, you have a girlfriend? How did I know?!”

Wulan satirically with Bokir, “Indeed, my personal affairs should be public consumption!”

“Oke, alright-all right. Maybe it is true what you say,” reply Bokir, although still doubt the honesty of Wulan.

Damar called the waiter, “Mbak,”

A female servant approached Damar, “Iya, what message Mas?”

“I wedang ginger,” said Damar, then he switched to staring at Bokir, “Kang Bokir, same Wulan and Mbak Mirna want to order what? I'm the one who deals,” he said.

“Tadi, I have ordered,” replied Bokir, he switched to staring at Wulan, “You Lan,”

”I pull tea Mbak, same banana cheese chocolate.” says Wulan.

After chopping the menu in the message, the waiter went from there to the store. And soon returned with a look containing the order of Damar and Wulan.

The conversation continued, about talking about many things, and not far from the company and Kusumo.

Because the night was getting late, Bokir also took the initiative to go home, “Mar, Lan, I went home firstwell, pity Mirna,”

Damar nodded, “Be careful Kang Bokir mbak Mirna.”

Bokir and Mirna leave Wulan and Damar.

Minutes later, after knowing Wulan's confession, Damar was colder and indifferent. Not because I was curious about who the female partner who had just been silent. However, he is more concerned with anything that already belongs to someone else. Damar is more focused on thinking about something about the storage warehouse. ‘Why do I get a weird feeling about that warehouse, has anyone cheated inside the company?'

“Home!” shouted someone disperse the daydream of Damar.

Wulan and Damar turned to the source of the voice,

“Siska!” exclaim Damar.

“I can sit here?" siska asked, pointing at the empty bench facing Damar with the table divider extending in the middle.

“Sure!” reply Damar, “Who are you here with?” damar asked, looking at the cute girl with a face like Ariel Tatum.

Siska smiled kindly in front of Wulan, and turned to look at Damar, “I was with Jihan, but she met Ratna, because I was still the same as Ratna yes I had pulled from there, uh don't know I saw you,”

Damar and Siska continued the chatter, occasionally the two chuckled.

Seeing the closeness of Damar and Siska, Wulan felt alienated. He just lowered his head and played a glass filled with tea pull that stay half, and moved, “Mar, I want to go to the toilet first.”

Damar only glanced at Wulan, and nodded.

For some reason, getting cold treatment from Damar a sense of emptiness penetrated the trough of his soul. Wulan walking down the street and the toilet is just the reason, is this feeling of jealousy? Or an endless feeling? Why is it so painful?!

Wulan sat on a bench away from the crowd, she turned her face to the dark sky with a star bias, then closed her eyes. ‘Oh Lord, why it feels so heavy I feel.'

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While on the other hand, though there was Siska before him. However, Damar occasionally glanced at the clock on his wrist, he felt worried about Wulan who had been going to the toilet for an hour but did not return.

“You know not Mar, actually I like you,” Siska said shyly.

However, Damar did not reply, he dizzy looking for the whereabouts of Wulan.

“Body!" exclaim Siska.

Damar looked at Siska and left, “Sorry Sis, I go first.”

Damar ran away from Siska who was disappointed by Damar's attitude, he snorted in annoyance.

Damar ran around looking for the whereabouts of Wulan, however Wulan came with him, and went home too must be together. He felt that if something happened to Wulan, it was also his responsibility, although Wulan was good at fighting but still his sense of responsibility could not lie.

Finally Damar found the existence of Wulan who was sitting on a wooden bench by immersing his face between the two curves of his knees and his hands hugging his knees, he let out a long sigh. Then he approached Wulan, and sat down beside her.

Feeling that someone was sitting on the bench next to her, Wulan raised her face. His eyes were round seeing Damar sitting leaning on the back of the bench while looking up at the dark sky of the night, Wulan also lowered his legs from the bench.

Damar sighed, with his eyes closed, “For all humans in this world. God has given something noble and good into the heart, always take care of your heart.” then turn to look at Wulan who is looking at him too.

Wulan was silent at Damar's voice, but she answered him in her heart, ‘When I was silent, as I covered all the wounds and wounds in my fake smile and as I held back my tears held all the pain. I assure God because only in His hands does all will happen. It is not always my heart and my mind can be positive. But I always entrust myself to destiny.'

Just a minute of chatting with Wulan, Damar moving, “Yuk home, already malem. A friend will keep his friend until home safely.” Damar walked towards his parked motorcycle.

‘Why do I feel like I want to take care of you saying that to me, Damar.’ always in my heart, then move in gamang footsteps, following where Damar went.

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