TITISAN MARANTI'S
COMPANIONS

Nur Rahman was still at work at eleven p.m. That night he deliberately worked overtime because there was a work deadline that he had to finish that night as well. Tomorrow morning around ten o'clock, his client will come to the office to ask for the results of his work. Send home the boss and other coworkers he deliberately ignored because he did not want to disappoint his client.

“Mas Nur, if this work can be done in time, my boss said he is ready to cooperate with the office where Mas Nur works for the next two years, he said,” said Mr. Dirga three days ago.

“Ready, Mr. Dirga. God willing, this work will be completed faster,” replied Nur Rahman.

“OK, I wait for the news of the completion yes, Mas Nur?” timpal Mr. Dirga.

“Ready, Sir!” answer Nur Rahman.

And after the conversation, the night Nur Rahman cried for two days so that he could not enter his workplace. As a result, time rolled, and today is the last opportunity for the young man to complete his duties in order to fulfill his promise to Mr. Dirga.

At exactly twelve o'clock in the evening, suddenly the doorbell rang to surprise Nur Rahman.

“Loh, who's midnight like this picking up a bell? Don't-Don't be crazy,” thought Nur Rahman while continuing his work that stayed a little more.

Tong Ting

Back the bell rang and this time Nur Rahman chose to walk outside the room to check who was standing in front of the door and pressed the bell twice. After arriving in the front room, the young man learned that standing at the door was his co-worker, Rendi.

“Yes pardon, you, Ren? Kirain who these nights like a play bell,” greet Nur Rahman while opening the front office door which is only blocked by transparent glass ten millimeters thick.

Rendi did not reply. He stood in front of the door.

“Duh, Ren. Know, no? You were sought by Mr. Ibnu all day. You're also looking for Nizwar and Karmin. Where have you been, anyway? Ibnu to the point of raging is not clear to Nizwar and Karmin? Lah, how come it's even dumb? Go, in! It's cold outside. Did you get sick like I did yesterday? What are you riding up here? Take a taxi online, huh? Tell me who did you go alone not wait for Nizwar? Yes already. You will come home with me. I'll take you to your front door. Or if you want to stay at my house is fine. But, wait for me to do my job first, huh?” Nur Rahman Nyerocos asked many questions to his famously quiet coworker.

Nur Rahman usually speaks little to others. Especially to Rendi, she's a bit of a pomper. Because Rendi is difficult to talk to. By talking a bit durable as it is usually effective to stimulate his coworkers to be more active.

Rendi said nothing. He only answered all of Nur Rahman's questions by nodding his head and entering the office space following Nur Rahman. Not to forget the young man locked the office room back from the inside to avoid the entry of others who had less good intentions. What's more when it's late at night and the conditions around the place are quite quiet.

“Yes already, you wait here first, huh? I finished my job first. At least ten more minutes are done,” Nur Rahman's orders to his friend.

Rendi also followed her co-worker's instructions to sit in one of the chairs while waiting for her partner to finish his job. After that, the two did not have a conversation.

“Yes. Finish!” Finally Nur Rahman was able to complete his task and he immediately saved his files and turned off the computer he had used.

“Yuk, we go home, Ren!” take Nur Rahman to Rendi while walking out of the office followed by Rendi behind her.

After locking the office from outside. Not to forget Nur Rahman installed the harmonica door of the office and padlocked it from the outside. Then he went to his favorite motorcycle since he was in college. Randy sat behind him.

“Go home or stay at my house?” nur Rahman asked Rendi in the middle of their journey before arriving at the junction that separates the road to Nur Rahman's house and to Rendi's house.

Rendi pointed straight at her hand as a sign that she wanted to stay at Nur Rahman's house. Nur Rahman also welcomed Rendi's answer enthusiastically because he did not need to go to Rendi's house first before returning home.

Fifteen minutes later, the two of them arrived in front of Nur Rahman's house. Nur Rahman parked his motorcycle in the garage. After that he also excused Rendi to go to the restroom first because it was kebellet. While the real Rendi was already welcome to enter first to Nur Rahman's house, it turned out to choose to sit in front of the young man's house. Maybe he waited for Nur Rahman to finish his business in the bathroom first. Usually, even though it was late at night, there was Nur Rahman's mother who welcomed their arrival behind the door, but because that day her mother Nur Rahman followed her husband out of town, nur Rahman opened his own door.

“Although your heart is still for him”

“I've been waiting for a long period”

“To be with you”

Nur Rahman sang her favorite song in the bathroom while finishing her wish. Fortunately, none of his mothers protested when the young man sang in the bathroom.

“Neither, Nur, sing in the bathroom!” scold his mother.

“Why, Mom?” ask Nur Rahman.

“Can invite a demon,” sahut his mother.

“Anaan anyway, Bu?” sahut Nur Rahman's.

“Basic kids now if you say hard!” mother's protest.

That's the default conversation between Nur Rahman and his mother every time Nur Rahman sings in the bathroom.

After finishing activities in the bathroom, Nur Rahman came out of the room while reaching for a mobile phone in his pants pocket. This day he deliberately deactivated his phone in order to concentrate more with his work. And as a result now when he activates his phone back, a lot of messages that go into his Phone and also missed calls. Just now he was about to open one of the incoming messages, suddenly there was an incoming call from Nizwar. He also lifted it up.

“Assalamaicum. What's the matter, Nizwar, early this morning calling me?”nur Rahman's.

“Waalaikumsalam .. N-n-nur .. C-c-fast n-turn on TV. There was a new accident victim found by the police. And the clothes of his victims were exactly the same as those worn by-“ Nizwar replied in a stammering voice.

“By whom, Nizwar?” nur Rahman asked as he stepped onto the front porch because from the glass curtain that was still not closed, he saw Rendi sitting on the porch chair of his house.

“Rendi, Nur!” nizwar replied in a weak voice and ended with a cry.

Another case with Nizwar, Nur Rahman is not sad. He was shocked to get news like that. He only realized that the Rendi he met earlier in the office was too different from usual. His eyes looked pale and his face looked pale. His body temperature was cold. Because of his shock, the phone held by the nur until it fell to the floor.

“Nur ... Nur .. You're okay, right?” nizwar sayup-sayup's voice was heard from Nur Rahman's Mobile speaker.

Nur Rahman who was currently at the door of his house also slowly turned to the side towards Rendi who also turned her head towards him. It was then that Nur Rahman could clearly see the pale face of Rendi covered in blood. The young man's chest trembled violently as well.

“Rendiiiiiiiii!!!!” shouted Nur Rahman loudly while resting at the feet of Rendi who did not tread the ground.

SERIATE

Happy reading to my new novel, folks. Hope many like it. Criticism and advice I always look forward to, you know!