THE 2ND MAN
Chapter 26. Welcome to Surabaya
At about seven in the morning, Arif and I left the house. We boarded an angkot first for over an hour to get to the bus terminal. Arriving at the terminal, we went directly into the bus majoring Surabaya-Semarang. After waiting for about fifteen minutes, finally the bus we were riding on started to walk away from the terminal.
It had been about two hours, but not a single word had come from our lips. I did choose to quietly face the side of the glass with the rate of tears that did not stop since the angkot ride this morning. While mas Arif might also want to invite me to talk to my condition that is not okay.
I felt the bus stop because in front of it was a red light. Many traders who get into the bus just offer drinks and snacks.
"Drink Nja," Mas Arif thrust a bottle of cold mineral water at me. I grabbed it immediately too.
"Thank you!" This was our first conversation after four hours of travel. After that, we both fell silent again.
After drinking a few sips of water, my mind was a little fresher. Perhaps the effect of the cold water was so soothing that my mind became calmer. After that I rested my head on the back of the chair and then I closed my eyes.
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I opened my eyes a few times then I turned to the side which turned out that Arif was also asleep. My phone in the bag was already at one o'clock in the afternoon.
"What time is Nja?" Almost my phone fell down because of the shock of hearing the typical hoarse sound of waking up. I also turned to the source of the sound, apparently mas Arif had woken up from his sleep.
"Jam one mas." Answer me while putting the phone back in the bag.
"Almost as it seems." Mas Arif corrected his sitting position while rubbing his face with one hand. And sure enough, about ten minutes, we arrived at the terminal Bungurasih.
"Let's get down." Mas Arif got up from his seat and I immediately tailed behind him. Many taxi drivers filled the door of the bus as we were about to get out of the bus. Mas Arif immediately grabbed my hand and led me down the terminal. I can only surrender, whether I want to be taken anywhere I do not know, because this is the first time I set foot in the city of Surabaya.
After walking through the terminal, Mas Arif brought me into one of the stalls that are still in the terminal area.
After about half an hour we ate and rested, we continued our journey to the terminal exit to look for angkot. It looks like mas Arif had played to his workplace mbak Yuni, so he had paved the way to work mbak Yuni. Before long, the car stopped in front of us. We immediately entered the car.
"West Spice Bulb sir, in front of Alfamart." Say Arif to the angkot driver. Whether it's the name of the factory where Yuni works or the name of the city or the name I don't know.
"Ready man!" The driver immediately drove his car down the streets of Surabaya which looked densely creeping.
It took about twenty minutes to get to work Yuni. And the angkot stopped right in front of an Alfamart. We got off immediately and then walked down an alley to Yuni's workplace. Seeming from a distance, Yuni had already waved her hand as if she was welcoming my arrival.
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Finally arrived in Surabaya 😅
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