Promises From the Past
Packs

"Package ..... "

The sound of knocking on the door rang out loud, while the man who only used color pants, had just woken up and put his legs lazily with his mouth evaporating wide.

"Yes a minute.." said Askar .

Opening the door, the Soldier noticed the tangled face of the package deliveryman who might have kept him waiting for quite a while.

The courier handed a piece of paper to Soldier ..."Please sir, sign here."

"All right."

"Thank you." Soon the courier handed me a box and then left.

The soldier was a little confused, he obviously never bought anything online or ordered a shipment of goods from someone else, moreover, no one knows the address of his apartment now.

But when Askar saw the address of the sender, it was clearly from Indonesia and the only person who knew was Salma. But still, there was no news of the purpose of Salma sending the package, while the condition of the soldiers in America was to hide.

"What is a soldier...." A woman's voice suddenly sounded from behind as Soldiers so seriously read the caption on top of the package.

Until the step of the woman was getting closer who only used a thin blanket, without any clothes to cover her personal assets.

It was Elissa, where she was close enough to hug Soldier from behind while asking about the thing being carried.

"Hmmm is only a package delivery from .... Wait, why are you here." The soldier actually asked for Elissa's presence.

"Didn't you take me to your apartment last night."

"And also\, why are you Te*Lan*jang\, then how can my room be so messy." The new soldier realized it and it was too late.

"Hey, you're the one who forced my clothes to tear, so here's what I got."

"What's so right, I really don't remember anything." Answer Soldier.

"You're forcing me to do a lot of things, even though I told you to stop being so excited that I'm limp."

Soldiers immediately closed Elissa's body tightly and shifted attention not to look at her. Although Askar must admit, if what he saw was very amazing and also a lot of trinkets hanging on Elissa's personal assets.

"When I always avoid drinking liquor, this is what happens. Don't tell me I did something to you." Full of regrets from the face of the soldiers.

"Well, I did this for the first time until I was tired, you didn't even let me rest." Elissa smiled with a red face.

It's true, Soldiers don't remember the last incident they did, only after he drank the water offered by Elissa and it made him forget about everything.

The gloomy face of Elissa seemed to be the answer, but Askar felt anxious, he had once tasted liquor and after that a group of thugs inside the Club in his beat alone to enter the hospital.

Fear if Soldier lost control and make Elissa wretched.

"Are you angry, Elissa ?."

"Why do you think that."

"Yes ... I was always someone else when I was drunk. I can't even control myself to beat up anyone I meet." Soldiers are increasingly uncomfortable to see the surrounding conditions.

"Hmmmm but I'm happy when you hit me, it feels so good."

"Wait a minute, you're not hurt, are you ?." Ask the soldier worried.

"My father*tat hurt until now."

"Sorry, I'm really sorry."

Feeling that something was wrong from their conversation, one punch floated up and struck right in the stomach of the Soldier, it was like Elissa was spilling her frustration for him to come to his senses.

"What are you thinking ?."

"We fight because I'm drunk."

"Ah, whatever you want to assume. Let me borrow your shirt."

"It's in the closet, you just take it." Show Soldier.

Despite Elissa's departure, Soldier now opened a package sent by Salma. It was a flash like the previous letter, if said there was a lot of important data about the Mavendra Family.

"Well, for now, I have to go to work."

General Edward Lawrence Logan International Airport....

A man walks out of the airport with a large backpack he carries on his shoulders. From the man's hand a piece of paper containing the inscription of an address for his purpose.

But when he looked around, all looked amazing from his eyes, the skyscraper-storied buildings, the streets bustling with alien human faces that he only saw through television screens.

"So this is America, it all looks amazing...." Full of admiration from the man's face.

Whereas when viewed about appearance, he only uses black shirts, blue jeans, torn and also a cheap old watch that costs no more than a hundred thousand rupiah in the store.

Despite his admiration, he soon approached a taxi parked outside the airport.

"Excuse me sir, can you take me to this address." Although his words were stammered but everything he had to say was already recorded in his pocket book.

"Ok sir, please come in."

(Okay sir, please come in.)

The driver was well versed to know the newcomers in this city, as also the face of the man looked like an Asian.

"Thank you." Just short the answer.

"Is this your first time coming to Boston ?."

(Is this your first time coming to Boston?.)

Hearing the words of the taxi driver who spoke to him, the man was confused, trying to open a large dictionary of Indonesian English, but all for free.

I don't know what he's driving, he just smiles and nods while answering ..."Yes."

"What's your name."

"Oh name, name, my name is Ryan."

"Mr Ryan, What are you here for, work?, vacation?, or visit ?."

(Siran Ryan, what are you here for, working?, on vacation? Or visiting?)

The man understood a little, because in the driver's speech there was the word Work, which he knew meant work.

"Work, work, work." Answer's short.

The driver chuckled, and still the man was still confused.

'Am I mispronouncing, does she feel like the way I talk sounds funny.'

But as his notebook says, if he is to be careful, never show himself as a garish or confused person, when the bad guys know, he will be an easy target for fraud.

Long enough taxis go, up to more than an hour and stop around the apartment on the way.

"Ok sir you have reached your destination"

(Ok your master has reached his destination)

"How much do I have to pay."

(How much do I have to pay)

"123 dollars."

Ryan was surprised to hear the price spoken by the driver, he did have the money to pay, but if converted to rupiah it was already more than one million and seven hundred thousand.

Realizing his pocket money is limited, of course Ryan was confused... "Tu. wait, wait, wait... That's too expensive."

The driver also understood if he did not have enough money, but the price listed in the argo was like that.

"If you don't pay, I'll send you to the police.."

(If you won't pay, I'll send you to the police.)

Clearly angry voices and threats from the word police make Ryan more panicked, inevitably he gave some money as requested by the driver.