The Charm of Love Amartha
He Didn't Remember
Firlan cursed, he didn't find the car he saw yesterday. Someone patted him on the shoulder, Firlan immediately turned to see who the person standing behind him was.
"Surya, did your hangers disappear here too?"
"Hmm, me,"
"We better get back to work before the foreman comes, finding a job is now difficult, come the building materials have come, we have to quickly move the sand and cement," said the young man while thrusting a yellow project hat.
"Come, what are you waiting for?" the young man looked back when he realized Firlan was still standing in his place.
Firlan immediately stepped in trying to match the young man's footsteps. He looked back and thought about where the car was. Firlan sighed, her job of hauling around was in sight. Free gym-count. Train the muscles to be tight again, ah but transporting material unlike lifting dumbells, his shoulders hurt when he had to lift the cement scraped.
The sun is not like yesterday which is quite hot, the weather this morning is quite cloudy.
"Hey, don't daydream! don't think about the key chain, your girlfriend won't ask to break up just because you removed the gift" said the young man whose skin was shiny with sweat.
"You're right, I was thinking too much about that stuff to the point of not focusing on work" Firlan said.
"The stomach is first the main one. Later if you are married like me, then you know it feels like someone is waiting for you to bring money home. Someone who hung his life on you" said the young man.
Firlan just nodded, he never felt it difficult to make money until he had to squeeze sweat like this. God was so kind to him, giving him a job in a cold place and not being exposed to the sunlight like this young man felt.
"Aarghhhh!" screeched Firlan while lifting the cement and putting it on her shoulders. He put the cement in a place adjacent to the stirring machine that rotates mixing cement and sand.
"Hey, work right! don't chat!" yell, Mr. Mandor who came late.
"Haaaishh, how chatty he is!" firlan muttered softly in response to the discordant voice of Mr. Mandor.
"It turns out there are people who are more annoying than Satya's boss!" firlan lirih.
"The right number! watch your way!" shouted Mr. Mandor nagging unclear. While Firlan looked at the fat man with annoyance.
"Then, until when did I become a real coolie like this, ah!" firlan muttered while continuing to transport the cement supply.
Some trucks had finished lowering the sand, and now he had to move the sand. The power is really drained, lucky today the sun is hiding so that Firlan's skin is not sunburned anymore.
Suddenly, it rained. The workers moved the cement to safety, they had to let the body fight with rain. Including Firlan, he helped the workers save the building materials. And at a glance his eyes narrowed when he saw a pick-up car entering the project area.
"That's what I'm looking for" Firlan said. Firlan slowly moved away from the workers who were still transporting bags filled with cement.
While Firlan he penetrated the rain settles following the car that was parked. A driver came down, he seemed to be walking away using an umbrella, towards the break room of Mr. Mandor.
Seeing the opportunity, Firlan immediately installed a GPS device in the car. He recorded the license plate of the car he was suspecting. Firlan looked around, after feeling safe he went to where the workers were waiting for the rain to subside.
Elsewhere, Vira was worried. Today Raharjo was transferred to a sterile room, he could not be awaited by anyone except the nurse who was specially assigned there. He was curious about an angel who wanted to help his father.
"Good day" said Amartha, who was wearing her nurse's uniform. The man looked at the direction Vira was.
"Good day, Sus!" the man smiled sweetly, even very sweetly. Vira was fixated for a moment, she was nervous to start talking.
"May I sit down?" tanya Vira pointed at a chair.
"Please," said the man kindly. His face was shady and implied a calmness. Even if the man knew in a moment he would lose one of his kidneys.
"Include me Vira, I am the son of Mr. Raharjo, the one who will receive your help," said Vira reached out his hand, oria welcomed Vira's helping hand.
"I'm Jericko, just call Ricko" said the man, adding that his smile added to the man's good looks.
"So, his son's sister Jojo sir?" ricko asked Vira. However, Vira frowned in surprise upon hearing Ricko's question.
"Sir Jojo?"
"Yes I used to call him by the name of Mr. Jojo," Jav Ricko, he did not expect to meet the little girl Raharjo always brought when he came to a place full of children.
"You mean you know my dad?" Vira asked again, he was not clear enough with Ricko's explanation that seemed to hang.
"It was, even when I was a kid, but he probably doesn't remember who I am" Ricko said.
"Wait a minute, I don't understand..." Vira is confused.
"You mean, you've known my papa since you were a kid? mean how? are you my papa's son? papa I was married to your mama, was that it?" Vira scouts Ricko with questions, his chest up and down, his breathing still hunts impatiently with Ricko's answers.
"Married to my mother?" ricko asked, he even felt amused by Vira's question.
"Even I don't know who my parents are" Ricko continued with a very telling speech. Vira blinked, he tried to digest the speech of the man wearing the special clothes of the patient.
"And you said, you knew my father from childhood, you know! you're confusing me, so explain what's your relationship with papa?" vira asked impatiently, for a moment she felt guilty for targeting Ricko who she had just known with a very personal question.
"Sorry, I'm too passionate, but I need your answer" said Vira softly.
"Hahahaha, you don't remember me either?" ask Ricko.
"I? ye? have we ever known? ah, you twirled around, making me frown," said Vira holding her head busy guessing who was in front of her.
"Ah, am I too easy to forget? jojo sir doesn't even recognize me, ah! I'm a real unlucky human being." Ricko said with a little laugh. Vira looked at Ricko's face fixedly. Vira tried to recall the face of the man before her at this moment.
"Do you not remember a boy who once." said Ricko straightened his body.
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