REMEDIALLY
See You!

For a few seconds Mima seemed to weigh the meaning of Shaka's words, since he was waiting for this meeting, is this a continuation of his remedial story?

“I mean, I am still curious about what you said earlier, you. It's kind of silly, funny, absurd! but there must be a reason why you talk like that,” Shaka explained.

"Don't you think I'm an ODGJ passenger or someone with acute hallucinatory disorder?"

Shaka tilted his head as he laughed at Mima's line, "Hey, did conductor Shaka treat you like that?"

“Sorry if it bothers you and even makes you bother getting here. But I was also curious, how did you know I was here?”

“Well it! It was precisely because it was so disturbing to my mind, I also did not know why I even entered the train and arrived here, and… thank goodness my steps were not wrong. You are really here.” Shaka opened the hat and restored his front hair.

Half disbelief, but the sentence again managed to make Mima blush in embarrassment.

“If you don't mind, can.. we chat for a moment?”

Mima reflex bowed. But when he took a few glances, he found the man smiling and convinced himself to accept the offer, as if giving him the courage to tell what he was going through and how they met before today.

“Boleh, for a moment yes me into first,” said Mima, he will clean up his hair and head first.

***

After finishing his business, of course Mima was more rushed to finish the business because someone was waiting for him outside. Sure enough, the conductor's large back was still standing there. Was he really curious about what Mima was going to tell you? or is just filling free time because there happens to be business in this place?  so said Mima's brain who still likes to be prejudiced.

Seeing him from behind makes Mima a little regret, why at that time Mima did not ask much about Shaka, Mima was too unwilling to take the know, busy with herself, and she was very busy with herself, even it is disturbed by the presence of men who often pay attention to his movements, preventing him from doing things that exceed the limits and making him unconsciously know the nature of the remedial given to him.

Shaka turned his head, then gestured for Mima to walk ahead of him, Mima lowered her head for a moment as a sign she agreed they would chat before Mima's plane departed.

The rain had subsided, the sky was also gradually bright.

“A cup of coffee may be able to restore your mood after a delay of several hours,” bargain Saka.

Mima does not like the taste of coffee, he will vomit if his tongue tastes thick and bitter taste just a little. But this time the story was offered by Shaka right?

“Eh Sorry, I haven't even asked. You... like coffee?”

“Actually no,” answered Mima honestly, of course he was very happy it turned out Shaka was indeed an understanding human being.

“Ehm, Okay.if so, must be hungry, we eat, how? find a fast food restaurant before you leave,” said Shaka who was immediately approved by the pale-faced skinny girl in front of him.

They circled the airport area towards one of the small fast food restaurants. Mima only smiled whenever he stole a glance towards the large back in front of him. Mima occasionally patted her cheeks, pinching the small backs of her hands to make sure she was meeting with a real-world Shaka conductor, making sure they were on the same dimension. Although mortal.

“Mima Ayumna Lenkara,” Shaka said repeating the name Mima mentioned when they were on the train.

Now they are sitting face to face at one of the small tables provided by the small restaurant. The resto was quite crowded, of course due to delays in some flight schedules. Most of the faces resigned and comforted his wife and children, some still trying to raise their protests over the delay that has passed from three hours.

“Ayumna, remind me something about our meeting before today!” shaka Tukas

“Why? Did you find anything after watching me? need data?”

Shaka just shrugged his shoulders and raised his eyebrows.

“This is a bit stupid and probably will be spelled out halu!” connect Mima.

“Means you took me all the way here just to be a fool and a halu?”

“You're hitching an airport toilet, maybe?” mima Seloroh.

“I have plenty of time, Ayumna.but you're not, soon you'll be leaving. I don't know when we'll meet again, while my mind is very disturbed by what you say!” shaka is serious.

If I wanted to, I could have canceled my scheduled departure, Shaka.

Sure enough, just a few seconds after Shaka's sentence, the announcement of the check-in schedule sounded and resuscitated Mima.

“Tuh right!” shaka lament.

Actually Mima could have canceled his flight schedule, no one was waiting for him in Jakarta except the days that will return quiet and quiet as usual. Mima had also not thought about what he would do after this.

But not leaving just because you want to linger with this conductor at the airport is certainly also not a wise choice, although there are still a million questions in his head about their meeting, although there were hundreds of thousands of words that he was ready to say to Shaka, even though there were thousands of packages of longing that he had vacum became a beacon of despair in his eyes, all is not a strong enough reason for him to stay, Mima stood draped his bag in his arm.

It's not the first time they've parted ways, but this time Mima can be more resigned.

“Can't be summarized so?” ask Shaka pasrah.

“If you really want to know, I simplify it yes, in short you have come in my life, taught me many things, fixed many of my mistaken perceptions about life, and, and of course it leaves a lot of memories that make me so eager to meet you today. We have met, maybe this is enough,” explained Mima at length.

Shaka tries to understand every string of Mima's sentences.

“It is not easy to understand, I also need to learn it again, but everything I have been through, the event was too special, even too real to be called a dream. Thank you, the time is right, Shaka. It's so good to see you!”

“This is my business card,” Shaka took something out of his wallet, “Next month I go home to Jakarta, if you have arrived in Jakarta, contact me, yes. Who knows we can meet again there,” message Shaka sincerely.

Mima accepted it with pleasure, her smile growing. The sound of the announcement reverberated again with the gurgles of rainwater visible from each side of the wall at the Minangkabau international airport.  Mima stepped up, taking the left direction to go to her departure gate.

“Ay!” Calling Shaka, Mima closed her eyes so creeps out hearing the call once again in her hearing. She's looking.

“Bye!”  shaka.

Mima just raised her hand, Mima is still in the stiff, stubborn girl and not Mima her name shows the feeling of pleasure is too blatant.