Two Traitors
S2. 34 For Erni

POV FARID

"Where's the address?" Vina asked after hearing my explanation.

"Let me send you the location, will you come here?" Manya make sure.

"May, besides at home too, I don't have a job."

"If you want to come here, baby ride an online motorcycle just let it be fast.

"Yes, what will I do there?"

"Darling to Ms. Ira, I'd like to find a cake for a tahlilan event, and take care of other interests."

"Kok you're that careful anyway?" Ask Vina who sounds suspicious.

"Not attention, but this is a task given by Mr. Dali and Mr. Arfan, because they can not help them have their respective activities,"

"Just ask you if you're looking for an opportunity in a narrow!"

"Where might I dare, if I wanted to find a chance I would definitely not ask dear to come here. Oh yeah, I feel like there's something weird that I can't tell you yet."

"What awkwardness?"

"Here you go, we'll you'll know for yourself."

"Yes, send the location!"

Taps! taps! taps!

The phone was disconnected, then I sent the location where I was now. After getting a reply from Vina, I went back in to accompany Ira and her mother chatting, even though they were not actually chatting, actually, just complain of the sound of crying that is so Sendu.

Outside it feels very hot, because the new sun shifts to the east a little, plus the city of Jakarta that is not wooded, because it has been replaced with synthetic trees that can not absorb heat. The sound of the motor once sounded from the front, making the arid atmosphere more pronounced. The fan is lit at every corner to dispel all those erratic flavors.

Half an hour passed, finally Vina arrived at Ira's house. I quickly welcomed her, then I introduced my wife to Ira, Ira, after introducing my wife I asked permission to search for cake figures according to what Dali ordered.

That day I worked at Ira's house, helping with all the needs, preparing for the discussion of the late Ari. Until finally the tahlil event arrived, all the residents flocked to pray for the people who had preceded them.

Finished doing tahlil me and vina was saying goodbye, because it happened to be a distant brother from Bandung they came to accompany his family. So at first we both wanted to stay the night, but seeing his family came we did not so.

Vina and I also approached Dali who seemed to want to go home. "What's up Mr Farid?" ask Dali.

"You need a report sir! I had wanted to stay according to Father's instructions, but seeing many of his family who accompanied, I decided not to stay overnight, I can not go home." I say everything.

"Oh, yes! no way Mr. Farid can go home."

"One more time I want to hand over the car keys, along with the change." I said while taking out the money and the car keys and handing them over to Dali.

"If you make Mr. Farid's car just bring his car home first, so tomorrow when looking for cake, Mr. Farid there is a vehicle."

"If I take the car home, I'm confused where to park, I'm afraid I can't sleep thinking about the car on the side of the road."

"Okay, I happened to also bring a car, my wife also did not come along, because she was nauseous."

"Save it in the company parking lot, there's a security guard, sir,"

"Oh good, if it's like that. Oh yes tomorrow Mrs Ira will transfer money to your account, to increase the purchase of tahlil cake?"

"This is also still enough sir, if you buy tahlil cake."

"Yes, Mr. Farid will also need to make the fare."

"Well let's talk about it again, because my wife is waiting at home, from there she called me continue. Because of the number of wives who are pregnant, her will is very much and strange."

"Yes be careful on the road sir! may the wife and prospective Father's children be fine," my prayer as I reached out to my boss to shake hands.

Amen!

Finally the three of us walked to the front of the alley, then to the car each. Dali went home, and Vina and I went to Mandiri Group's office.

"Where's the office?" vina asked to break the silence of the atmosphere.

"On Gatot Subroto street, precisely in the office area."

"Oh so, Alhamdulillah yes, you can now get along with them.

"Who's the guy?"

"Just like your friends, they seem sincere, they show no hint of hatred towards you, but you have too much error."

"Maybe this is the best chance, for me to improve."

"Yes you must not waste this good opportunity, lest they be disappointed again." Vina's Advice.

"When do we have a car like this!" I answered while holding my wife's hand and kissed her back.

"I'd rather have a house than a car, baby." replied Vina, leaning her head against my shoulder.

We continue to get wrapped up in romantic chatter, so it does not feel the car I drive has arrived at the office of Mandiri Group. I quickly parked and then told the security guards that there was a car they had to guard.

After everything was done, Vina and I headed for a butut motorbike parked not far from the car I parked. I started picking up the starter motor then tried to pull the gas lever so that the dirt in the guni came out carried by the exhaust. Finally we both left the Mandiri group office by riding an old iron horse.

Arriving at home, we both cleaned the body, because our bodies felt sticky. finished bathing me and Vina sitting in the tv room measuring 14 in, because our bodies felt sticky, while enjoying the martabak that we bought before going home.

"Oh yeah That's Ari's former subordinate brother Erni right, the person who was once raped?"

"Maybe, you know, when I saw the picture, I was like a stranger."

"Such pity, how did Ms. Erni so much heart, until people were sick for so long."

"Well how else, people are still unstable, people are still unstable, getting shocks like that must drop!"

"Keep how, Ira can get into the company Mandiri Group," asked Vina while staring at me.

"Lack of knowing dear, maybe Mr. Arfan feels sorry for the condition of the Ari family, because I used to hear Mr. Dali and Mr. Arfan to look for the whereabouts of the deceased to ensure Erni's crime."

"Maybe it is like that too!"

"Already ah, do not talk about people who have died, not good" concluded I closed the conversation.

"Oh yeah, that was the one you gave Mr. Dali, what's the money?"

"The money from the rest of the cake, why?"

"It's okay, it's all right."

Finally we continue to chat, while filling the stomach with martabak that still feels warm.until finally drowsiness came to pick me up, because maybe all day I was busy helping the Ira family.

The next morning, I was working as usual in the Mandiri Group office, but that day was quiet, because usually I always chat with Ira to discuss the projects we are working on. although he's a bitch, but if nothing makes me feel bad about him

In the afternoon, as usual I took the cake that I had ordered from last afternoon, to hold a tahlil event at the funeral home.