Way Home
54 Who and who

Since the last quarrel ‘uran famili’ with Fahmi ten months ago, the police in Jogja have never relaxed their pursuit of Hazri Tiger. The black world of this student city was also shabbyly ruffled by the police. All kinds of thugs get hit. Teri-class criminals who often act at crossroads and other vulnerable places as if vanished swallowed by the earth. It's grass root level. At the top level of the tower were the big thugs who fell one by one converted Fahmi and his members. Citizens are happy not to play. Compliments to the police were as abundant as the Gajah Wong River during the flood.

However, Fahmi could not be satisfied for all the praise he received. All corners have been stirred, it turns out that until now Hazri has not been caught. Search reports from police departments throughout the archipelago were even nil. Fahmi shook his head after close coordination with his superiors on this matter. He pondered in his study, where was the Tiger hiding?

Actually not far away, Hazri just circling around JOGLOSEMAR (JOGja, soLo, SEMARang) only. Keep moving, moving from one hiding place to another. He was also very tired. Ten months of being chased by the police is really a comfortable thing. Hazri's weight dropped drastically, thin with sunken eyes exhausted. Hair, sideburns, and beards are left long even though they are still taken care of. The continuous activation of ‘Cakra Buana’ has drained much of its inner energy and outward energy.

Tonight it's Hazri's turn to go back in Jogja after a week of twirling in Klaten. Pajero Sportnya has been replaced Panther Hi Grade red by Romi two weeks ago because the white seems to have been suspected by the police. Either get the info from where Romi, and Hazri also do not mind given the type of vehicle favorite of his main men. Slowly Panther it crept in Jogja. Hazri wants to see her old house as her boarding house, kangen also feels.

Hazri complains bitterly when she sees the condition of her house, dirty unkempt.  The vines planted by Kang Tejo in front of the house are now lush until it comes out of the fence, even the door is not visible. Maybe the last time Kang Tejo had given him enough fertilizer before he was left behind. Only that can be seen directly because the fence of Hazri's house is quite high. Want the liver to go down to look inward, but undone because obviously it is very dangerous. Hazri turns back and forth through a residential alley, through to the Solo-Jogja highway. His heart is broken.

Without a plan in advance, he herded his Panther towards Gejayan, suddenly his longing for the Goddess could not be held back. Ten months they had never met. Dewi did contact him often but never answered Hazri, SMS and Chat is also a lot but also not reciprocated. Not why, Hazri did not want his concentration to avoid the police broke because of a clash of feelings. But, tonight he's not like a pedlli, he really needs a touch of affection.

Hazri parked her car across the street from the boarding house. Has not changed much, just looks just now in repaint. Hazri contacts Dewi from her car.

“Mas...?” the longing tremors were very much felt from his voice.

“Goodnight, Miss Doctor, where are you?” ask Hazri.

“Mas Hazri...?” The goddess does not believe.

“Yes, it's me. Goddess where?” Hazri repeated her question.

Silent then. The slow sobs of the Goddess rang out in Hazri's ears.

“Goddess..”.

“Iya, Mas... I was in kos,” he finally replied. “Mas where?” The goddess asked while still sobbing.

“In front kos..”.

“Who's bored?” surprised him.

“Here, in the cost of Dewi.”

“Here?” he was just going to get out of the house. Through HP, a small noise was heard by Hazri.

“Dew, Dewi..., don't come out first, listen to me.”

The goddess paused her intention to come out. “Iya, Mas, how?” breath hunted.

“I'm in the red Panther car, across the street, the Goddess is out just relax, lest anyone get suspicious. I want to talk, we go..”.

“Iya, Mas, wait a minute yes..,”

“Oke, I wait.”

Hazri is waiting for the Goddess in the car. Her hair was slightly trimmed.

Not long after the Goddess appeared from the boarding house, she saw the red Panther that Hazri meant was across the street and headed straight there. His hand held a white creche bag. Hazri notices the girl's crazy gestures, the longing blobs instantly slashing sharply. The front door to the left of the car was opened, the Goddess entered and immediately cried as soon as she saw Hazri's state. He hugged the man he loved so much after closing the door.

They'll be up from there soon. Hazri let the Goddess who was still hugging and leaning her head on her shoulder. The goddess stroked Hazri's long hair. Hazri's sideburns and beards were rubbed lovingly. Really.., if it wasn't Hazri who opened her identity, she wouldn't have believed this man was her lover just yet. Mas Hazrinya who used to be handsome and neat, now so skinny, long, and tired.

“Mas okay?” The goddess asked quietly, her eyes puffy.

Hazri saw the Goddess, she rubbed the cheek of this girl. “Yahh, this is.”

“Mas, I missed you once..”

“Moreover me, Darling.”

“Mas Hazri where have you been all this time?”

“Emm, play chase with the police. Kayak Tom and Jerry.

The goddess smiled, so sweet. Then she pecks her lover's cheek, “Until when is all this, Mas?”

Hazri. “Ndon't know either. It will be long, maybe forever. Until we feel tired and give up.”

The eyes of the Goddess returned to tears. “What will Mas Hazri do later?”

Hazri nodded again. “Intalah, Darling.”

Silently ambushed, Dewi looked down miserably. His embrace grew tighter as if he did not want to take Hazri off again.

“Goddess, we do not know what will happen in front. So, do not need to think deeply. Just walk..,” Hazri trying to strengthen the Goddess.

“Iya, Mas, but I'm scared.”.

“Fear what?”

“Fear of losing Mas Hazri.”.

Hazri smiles. “Now does it still exist? The one now, the one tomorrow don't think about. Later quickly wrinkles loh if most think that is not.”

The goddess smiled sweetly again. “But, Mom, maybe we're not together anymore?”

“Lah? Are we together now?”

“Yang kayak first, ihhh..” pinch gemas Dewi.

Hazri just grimaced.

“Maybe. Who says not?”

“But, said Mas Hazri earlier this will be old..”.

“Yeahh, that's also possible. All about possibilities, do not have to think about them. Really no?”

Finally the Goddess nodded slowly, her mind began to loose somewhat. I can smile sweetly now. The goddess took oranges from the pocket of crackles she carried. He peeled one off and fed it to Hazri. Sweet, Hazri asks to be bribed again, until three pieces are finished.

Panther drove calmly towards a place that held a special memory for Hazri. Secretly he brought the Goddess to Blandongan, he was sure it was safe there. Look at Yudi and Tika. Panther kept on going. Until they finally got there.

“Eh, Mom? How to get here?” Goddesses shock.

“Why? It's nothing.” Hazri.

“This is right..,” Goddess did not continue her speech while looking at Hazri.

Hazri nodded. “Yes, it's okay. Come...,” he invites Dewi down from the car after parking.

The goddess hesitated.

“Come, darling, I guarantee you nothing.”

Finally, Dewi ventured out of the car following Hazri.

“Boy...” said while giggling. “Kayak the ‘Bu Hazri’ first?” she smiles.

Hazri laughed a little. Dewi still remembers Villa Kayu apparently.

They also enter the warkop that some people know is only outside it. Behind him, it looked like a small discotheque. Hazri invites Dewi directly to the back of the warkop through visitors who are enjoying his coffee. The blaring music instantly hit the ears, shaking the chest as it entered a room. Hazri takes the Goddess to her empty seat. So far no one has recognized him. Outside, the Parking Lot was not aware that Hazri had just passed in front of him.

A male servant came to their seat. Dewi ordered a cold soft drink. Hazri wants to order her own drink at the bar. And it just so happens that tonight the bartender is Yudi. It appears he is serving his bar visitors.

“Wait here for a minute huh. I'm going to the bar there,” said Hazri.

Goddess nodded. “Don't be long, Mas Haz...Boy,” said faltered.

Hazri laughed lightly. “Boy, not Hazboy, Dear.”.

The goddess laughed too.

Hazri steps towards the bar, wondering if Yudi recognizes her now.

“Please, Sir. What do you want to drink?” yudi's greeting is friendly.

Hazri sat on the bench. “Anything?”

“Mansion, Vodka, Martini, JW.., shaking can also.” It means mixed drinks.

Hazri weighed in for a moment. Shaking responsibility, he also asked for shaking his favorite Vodka, Mansion, and supplement drinks. Yudi was mediocre at working on that drink order. Hazi kept watching him.

“Please, Sir..” Yudi handed over the drink.

“Thank you. Can I take it there?” Hazri pointed to the direction where she was sitting.

“Bby, please, Pak”

Hazri pays for the drink and immediately returns to the Goddess. It turned out that Yudi really did not recognize him. The Goddess' cold drink is also there. They enjoyed each other's drinks while chatting lightly.

“Mau disco?”

Goddesses shake.

“Khila karaoke?” he asked again.

This time the Goddess nodded. She really likes karaoke.

“Ayolah..,” take Hazri while standing.

The goddess stood up and brought her drink.

“No need, later order again there.” Hazri tucked the money under the Goddess's glass and immediately took the girl's hand towards the karaoke room. He deliberately flashed clearly in front of Yudi. The bartender smiled back at Hazri's smile, unaware of who had brought her a smile.

In the karaoke room, they both happened to meet Tika. Tika welcomes. “Goodnight. Can I help you?” rama's sap. However, a moment later he looked at Hazri's face as if he felt something.

“Night, Ma'am, is there still something empty?” ask Hazri with a casual attitude.

“Many, sir, let me drop by.” said Tika while continuing to steal a glance towards Hazri.

“This is it,” Hazri accidentally chose VIP room 2. She wanted to know if Tika recognized herself no. “Can, Mbak?”

“Can, Sir. Please,” Tika invites Hazri and Dewi to enter the selected karaoke room. It seemed that he was not responding to this signal. Tika prepared two microphones and tested a little readiness of his video-audio device.

Hazri and Dewi sat on the sofa while watching Tika.

“It's ready, sir. Maybe you want to order a drink?” ask Tika later.

“Dewi want to order what?” Hazrie asked.

The goddess was watching Tika. “Terserusah Mas Boy alone deh..” he said a little ketus, he was sorry to see Tika back and forth glancing at his lover.

Hazri ordered the Goddess's favorite cold drink. For himself, Hazri asked for two bottles of supplements and two packs of cigarettes, “That's it first, Ma'am, later order again if less.

Tika nodded and then went out.

“Who the hell, Mas? Glancing at the lyrics continued..,” said Dewi annoyed, her face pouting sweetly.

Hazri smiled without answering.

Tika returned with their ordered drinks. Ever since he entered, the Goddess had already put on a face of hatred towards him. However, Rina was unconscious, still stealing glances to pay attention to Hazri. Until then the two girls' eyes clashed with each other. Tika soon realized that the woman who was with her guest was not happy, reflexively she smiled at the Goddess. The Goddess smiled too.

“Mari, Sir, Mbak.., please,” said Tika please. “Excuse me, Ma'am..” continued to Dewi while still smiling awkwardly.

“Eh, yes... Let's. Thanks,” reply Goddess is a bit nervous. His smile seemed forced.

Hazri grimaces at the cold war of these two girls.

“Who the hell is he, Mas?” ask the Goddess still curious.

“Who?” Hazri pretends not to know.

“Boy earlier..”.

“Emang who? No one...,” call Hazri.

“Certainly? No lie, right?”

“Iya. Come sing, it's ready.” Hazri diverts the conversation.

But not singing. The goddess even went to lock the door and turned back quickly and immediately pounced on Hazri. The victim guessed. So, they were also hot-shocked, releasing a desire that was held back for many months.

Coffee shop

Karaoke is a type of entertainment by singing popular songs with musical accompaniment that has been recorded first.

A basic karaoke machine consists of a music player, an input microphone, a modifier of the music being played, and an audio output.

Some low-end machines attempt to provide vocal suppression so that one can play an ordinary song into the machine and remove the original singer's voice, but this is rarely effective.

The most common machine is CD + G, Laser Disc , VCD or DVD player with microphone input and audio mixer built in + G CD player uses a special path called subcode to encode lyrics and images displayed on the screen while other native formats display both audio and video.

Most karaoke machines have technology that electronically changes the pitch of the music so that amateur singers can choose a key that is appropriate for their vocal range, while maintaining the original tempo of the song.

Old systems that used cassettes to change playback speed, but were no longer on the market, and commercial use as karaoke was virtually non-existent.