When I Meet You (Romantic Scandal)
Puspita

The stampede of a police truck driven by Puspita from a humanitarian mission in Papua split a corps of crickets and insects the night after dawn. Passing through a dirt road that clustered with rocks with absolutely no illumination, the bodies of the police crew and two locals swayed under shady trees.

Puspita looked back, leaving a village after helping the country reduce illiteracy and numbers, improving the village's infrastructure and other humanitarian missions that drained it for three months.

Women with flap hair military women with sunburned brown skin combined with her sweet face. The look on her face was not very pretty, but the piercing look of her eyes showed a level of intelligence and gave a kind of firmness in expressing opinions that most people did not have. While the lip line looks sweet and reddish in color.

“Finally go home.” muttered Puspita accompanied by a smile of relief. Getting a humanitarian mission too far from his homeland took him at one of the most memorable points in his life, being in Papua as if it were in another country that is very far apart. He eats papeda, hunts porki, searches sago, goes to the fields following the villagers in the beautiful forest and eats as much as he can.

Together with ten other police and the number changes depending on the situation, Puspita is known to mingle with the surrounding community to create a comfortable and safe atmosphere. His soul, which is often wrought with a lot of adrenaline, does not make him daunted except for his longing for Paijo, but now he has less than 24 hours to meet Paijo.

Puspita smiled as she stared at her engagement ring amid the blue atmosphere that filled her chest.

Behind him, Sakti looked at a glimpse of Puspita's own whiny behavior.

“Commander, someone will take this wedding leave.” he exclaimed to make Puspita ready to hide his hand in his pants pocket and enforce the body.

Commander Vishnu who sat firmly while holding his police keril bag cleared his throat.

“Just leave if necessary, but indeed Paijo in staying three months is still the same as the time you paid the task here, Pus?”

Puspita wiping forehead with back of hand. “Fuh... Don't ask the commander! Three months at the bite of forest mosquitoes seems like Paijo's welcome was not as friendly as yesterday.”

Commander Vishnu gave a smile and let Puspita imagine if he met Paijo later tonight while Sakti patted the head of his coworkers who suddenly thought hard.

“Laise, Pus. If the speech of Paijo was not as friendly yesterday because of your skin koregan and ghuteng, the commander of Vishnu is ready to paddle you at his house.” Sakti joked that suddenly did not see the commander of Vishnu snorting.

“I am not pessimistic.” cetus Puspita rigid, Paijo men who patiently accept it as it is, slalu support his dreams, but he realized his skin is now scabbing here and there despite having used anti mosquito lotion. Suddenly Puspita was inferior and the sad expression was captured by the commander of Vishnu.

“After arriving in Jogja, there are two holidays. Use that time as well as possible.” said commander Vishnu.

Puspita who skinned the dry scabs on her wrists nodded in anticipation. “I have to skin care before I meet Paijo.”

Sakti was back to his heart as he scratched the scabies on his back. “Gatel really cuy, humanitarian mission this time in addition to the victim feeling yo skin victim. Marai pangling.”

Everyone suddenly frowned, they remembered the mck of the potluck, clean water was limited, and, and bathing in the river became the main choice before they managed to make two public wells and a septic tank that was produced by gotong royong with local residents.

Arriving at the transit of a local police military barracks muddy ground after a rainstorm last night was soft on the foot of Puspita's boots that jumped from the body of the truck.

His hands stretched out upwards, receiving his police keril bag which Miska handed out. His police friend who chose to sleep during the trip.

“Numpang took a shower after the morning apple.” said Puspita as Miska held out her police keril bag before jumping down from the body of the truck. Miska nodded while breathing the fresh morning air.

“Finally today arrived, Pus. Finally, can eat soto Pak Marwan again in the office. Don't eat sago caterpillars anymore I.” Miska goosebumps instantly.

“Live apple morning.” said commander Vishnu after getting off the truck.

Vishnu's commander commanded his members to march neatly militarily below

a red and white flag fluttering on an iron pole. They were greeted by commander Julvri and his members for the final day of the Ranger Gudeg team in front of the barracks.

Commander Vishnu conveyed clearly that the task of his humanitarian mission had been completed while submitting a report of the hard work of its members for three months in a thick map that was coffee with Puspita a week ago in the city Manokwari to commander Julvri.

Respectfully, Commander Julvri expressed his gratitude for their arrival and gave appreciation in the form of Papuan batik as a memory.

Commander Vishnu saluted before accepting it. The two disperse the morning apple and free the members to rest before leaving for the airport.

Dotted inside a simple barracks painted in dark chocolate, Puspita quickly acclimates as Vishnu's commander approaches her.

”Siap, Ndan.” asked Puspita while saluting.

Commander Vishnu lowered Puspita's hand while shaking his head.

“I've often said, outside the duty of the country and apple do not pay respect!”

“Acts, Ndan.” Nyengir Puspita hid her hands behind her. “What is the commander here? Want to join junior leha-leha? Selonjoran?”

Commander Vishnu looked at his junior who was doing the thing he mentioned Puspita on the cement floor. There are Sakti, Miska, Yolanda, Bakri, Mahmud, Seno, Yenny, and Bambang. Everyone was chatting while welcoming the euphoria back home.

“Can talk outside?” asked the commander of the rank of briptu and was almost thirty-five.

Puspita who bowed to her senior nodded. Outside the barracks, the warmth of the sunlight relaxed his body but not with his heart shaking violently.

Commander wants what? Inner Puspita when the commander of Vishnu reached into the pocket of his parachute jacket to remove the white pearl bracelet.

“I buy our time sightseeing in Manokwari city, save as a souvenir.”

In the heart of Puspita wanted to reject him, he remembered Paijo, but the commander of Vishnu who seemed earnest in giving him souvenirs from the city of Manokwari was difficult to resist.

Based on the dictionary of ewuh pakewuh he studied in his homeland. Puspita accepted it while smiling strangely. “Still, Ndan. I'll wear it later if my scabs are healed. Her pearl ass is beautiful, afraid of contamination.”

Commander Vishnu nodded as he moved from the large rock he was sitting on.

“I wait.”

“Waduh.” Puspita clenched her hands while patting her forehead. It's even a promise.

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