Two Men
A glass of mysterious sweet tea

"Thank you," said Ms. Irma as soon as she received the cooking from Kania.

"Together, Tan. I went to work first, yeah. Assalamualaikum." Kania smiled sweetly.

Ms. Irma returned a small smile. "Wa'alaikum salam. Careful, yes, dear."

"Yes, Tan."

Kania leaves on a bus every day. The car exists. However, the frequent congestion irritated him himself.

"Sitting by a window like this is the most stable" Kania said.

A glance of his mind flew over thinking of the fate of life. His age is already established. You could say you are ready to take the journey of marriage. It was just that until this moment his heart was still doubtful. Cannot determine the direction and destination.

The bus continued to run until it was at a stop approaching the office. About four more stops. Kania's eyes found Rangga's figure entering. 

The figure goes straight back. Staring at Kania, it was almost said to be shocked. "You." the sauce.

Kania smiled knot as a token of greeting. "You got on the bus too?" Rangga sat right beside Kania.

The bus was full this morning. It is natural because it is time to go to work and school. No wonder also many people are willing to stand as long as they can get to the destination.

Rangga looked straight ahead. Sit quietly without a word. Kania glanced at a glance, watching Rangga.

"Oh, yeah, your other friend. Where to?" Rangga started the conversation. 

Rania sensitive. "Oh, Desi." That's Kania's only friend here. At least the female. "He's different."

"Oh." Rangga understands.

Lousy. Both have a boundary with high walls. 

The bus stopped at the second stop approaching the office. More full and demanding. Even a man beside Rangga had to share a place with the others. This caused Rangga to share in Kania's chair. Automatically, they're getting closer.

Kania was silent, and so was Rangga. 

"Sorry, yes, I don't mean without distance" Rangga added in a soft voice. Sure if Kania is also uncomfortable with this situation.

"Yes, Mas. No pa-pa." I don't know why Kania still called Rangga that way. Their age is not far away. 

Rangga was silent for a moment, then said, "Don't call Mas. I feel like your husband."

Kania stunned. It's insanity.

"Call me Rangga. We're one division." Rangga continued his sentence.

Kania nodded in understanding. This situation runs only for one stop, then they disperse together at the next stop.

Rangga and Kania walked towards the office. Occasionally Rangga gave advice so that Kania avoid harassment.

"If it is solid like that, it is usually prone to abuse. Women should be more vigilant and courageous" said Rangga.

This conversation melts the situation. Kania drifting. "You're right too. I see things like that sometimes myself. There are so many victims. They usually target teenagers. More of."

Rangga's steps stopped when he was near the main office door. Looking to the side and saying, "The woman is indeed a source of slander. That cannot be denied. We have to be able to take care of ourselves. Don't let your guard down and don't interact too closely with lesser-known people or the opposite sex."

Kania's heart was touched. Rangga's advice is not wrong even the man gave him the spirit in increasing alertness.

"Sometimes we've tried our best to take care of ourselves, but fate says something else. There are women out there who have forcibly lost their honor" Kania said.

Some of the employees around them noticed. Observing both.

"They fit, yeah."

"I remember my youth."

"The guy's a subsidiary owner of the company, right? It's so great that women can get it."

There is no denying the rumors like the whispers of neighbors were heard in the ears of Kania and Rangga.

Rangga gave a small smile. "Don't wither just because you forget to wate. You can grow as you wish." I don't know what that guy meant. It was clear that he immediately entered and left Kania alone.

"He's mysterious sometimes too" Kania murmured softly.

"Cania!' Desi's voice shocked Kania from behind. Embrace the shoulder of his friend. "I saw you talking to Rangga. Closer, huh?"

Kania gulps. "Ah, no. It just so happens we're one bus, this morning."

Desi rounded both eyes. "Seriously?" As if this news is more surprising than the increase in the price of groceries that occurred lately. "You one bus hold?"

For this reason, Kania has not been able to confirm. Clearly, he had only met Rangga twice. "I can't say that either, anyway. We've only been twice on the same bus."

Both in. 

Desi thinks deeper. "I just realized that Rangga never brought a vehicle to the office. He is, after all, the boss's son. There is no doubt about the number of cars."

The second step stopped when he met Mr. Joni near the elevator. 

"Good morning, sir," said Kania.

"Good morning." Desi said hello.

Joni looked back. "Morning." His eyes glared sharply. "Oh, yeah, you're Kania, huh?" 

Kania was silent for a moment, then said, "Yes, sir."

Without saying any more, Mr. Joni went straight into the elevator with four other employees including Kania and Desi.

The office facilities were up as directed. Stop on the second floor, then climb up again to the fourth floor. Kania and Desi down. Respect to Mr. Joni.

Kania rushed towards the table. There's a cup of warm sweet tea in there. The woman looked around, there was not a single office boy. Wonder.

"Why?" Rangga. Observing the movements of Kania.

"Oh, who's tea, huh?" ask Kania.

"Your voice." 

Kania's forehead shriveled tightly. "But I just got there."

Desi sat on the right side table of Kania, while Rangga himself was on the left. Kania's position is squeezed.

"Maybe someone put it for you" interrupted Desi while keeping the bag on the table. Turn laptop. Ready work. "You're drunk."

Kania sat with a astonished face. This tea is exactly the same as what is often brewed, even the glass is the same. 

"You, right, get here first. You see the guy who kept this?" Kania tried to find out by asking Rangga.

The man's shoulders were raised upwards simultaneously. "No." The answer is short and clear.

Kania couldn't force it any further. He chose to shut up and turn on his laptop. 

"I don't want to drink first. Scared too," muttered Kania softly.

Rangga heard clearly. Take a quick glance and say, "It's best to just throw it away. There are people who are afraid."

"Totally so." Desi agrees.

Kania nodded slowly. Bring the glass towards the small pantry, where snacks and soft drinks are available. Throw that tea in the sink while daydreaming. "Usually if Radit's still around, it's him. But ... now where is possible."

Slowly Kania's mind focused again on the figure of Radit. I don't know what the guy is doing now? It's hard to kick the feeling that has grown deeper.