Winter in Hokkaido
Chapter 27: The Miss

The morning before work, the afternoon at lunchtime, and the afternoon after work my routine days to Ken's apartment. But he was always not in place. There is no phone number that can also be reached. It frustrates me.

A week has passed from our promise to meet. I suspect he's back in Japan. Maybe he left me on purpose, because there was actually someone else he missed there. If true, Ken is already a big liar.

He said he wouldn't leave me, in fact he left without telling me. I promised to repair this relationship. Divide the heart in two places, although the pieces may not be the same.

I can't choose between Ken and Fay. They are both people I love very much. I promised my wife I'd be a responsible husband and father-to-be. Also, although it can't be as intimate as before, but I promised Ken I'd try to manage my time for him.

Earlier this morning, I was going to Ken's apartment again. Unfortunately, I had bad luck and had to go to the office immediately because there was a morning meeting.

I'm still very curious he's actually gone or just hiding. But why is Ken hiding from me? My relationship with him and I have melted back. What mystery box did he give me to solve?

The trip to the office I filled with remembering the events in Hokkaido. Back then, in front of his Uncle Ken pretended not to know me. I thought he was just trying to prank me, but the play continued until the next day. Until I had to meet him directly to his uncle's house to ask for an explanation he kept me quiet. Apparently, he kept the wound because I asked him to forget me. He purposely left Indonesia to erase all memories with me.

Ken didn't know how to worry when I heard he was in Germany. I thought I'd never see him again. Fortunately, fate understood my desire. We met in a situation unimaginable to me before.

Then, I felt even more guilty when Ken said he loved me so much. The word love is not foreign I hear from his mouth. He used to say that, especially in sad or lonely conditions.

I did not respond too much to his statement. Our friendship is very close. So, I feel it's only natural that Ken would ask me not to leave him.

But that night, Ken spilled all his desires on me. I can't believe he harbored such lustful feelings for me. The feeling he wanted more than a friend. I was obviously angry to hear that. I try to think he is just being enveloped in emotion until his words become inconsequential.

The more I wanted to scold Ken back then, the stronger I felt. He covered his feelings so nicely. Or I'm just insensitive about the true meaning of love that he often reveals.

One thing is for sure, I miss him a lot. I don't want him to leave to forget me. There was an empty space in my life when I wasn't with him. He was always there when I needed him, but I couldn't understand his needs wisely. Thousands of days we've spent together, I just know he's my precious best friend.

I thought we knew each other's feelings. About the desire to make out, it turns out I also have it. Even after Ken let out all his feelings and I saw his passion go out, I didn't want it to happen. Not a thank you or a farewell, I kissed her feelingly.

Huh, what's really on your mind, Ken?

The traffic jam that even though every day passed, this morning did not feel disturbing. Like penetrating the dimensional space, it suddenly arrived at the office. Hands and feet guide the car without much interruption.

“Again, Mr Dave!”

“Again, Fer! Tumben you say hello, what is it?”

“Oh Dave, I greet you every day.”

“Ya already then, I went to my work first.”

I had a chance to ask about the relationship between Ferdi and Ken. At that time they looked familiar lunch together. However, I was afraid it was Ferdi who would ask me back.

Ah, forget it! Ken has admitted that he only knew Ferdi that day. I believe in his explanation. Even now he's lying to me by reneging on a promise he made.

“Dave, later lunch with ya?” After a few steps, Ferdi stopped me.

“Still in the morning already talked about lunch.”

“There are important things I want to talk about with you.”

“Now only!”

“Ngak good, later in the afternoon at the cafe sebrang ya.”

I don't agree to his invitation. See you later in the day how I'm feeling.

I try to focus on the meeting. But my mind went through the story earlier.

If Ken knew, actually I was curious first to be able to enjoy his body. As she leaned her head on my shoulder, slept under my armpits, and joked around while hugging me, I imagined I could do more. However, I was struck by the fear that he would hate me if my lust could not hold. Then, as long as I'm with him I feel better.

After graduating from college, Ken returned to his hometown. I also had to get used to it without him. Then, I met with Fay who was both new employees. I liked it a long time ago. In a matter of months, I decided to marry him. I can't live without the person who accompanies me every day.

Fay was able to fill my day with happiness. But at the same time, Ken returned to Jakarta. I faced two hearts dilemmatically.

Naas, I dug back feelings for and for my sidekick. At first, I thought it was just a feeling of empathy to see Ken left behind by his parents. As a person who had been very close to him, there was no way I would let him alone face loneliness.

My passion for him is back. While love has been tethered to Fay. I was so worried. About love, I feel so stupid.

Later, I introduced Ken to my wife as a regular friend. I want them to be familiar so I can share my sense without getting caught up in the word dimension. Jealousy or possessive.

Now I've fallen too deep, plunged deeply into two different hearts. Fay asked me to choose, I firmly said choose him. Ken said he wouldn't ask me to choose, but I've enjoyed the pleasure in his body. I have to take responsibility for my actions. I don't want him to suffer, thinking I'm just curious about his curves.

“Dave.”

My daydream came to a halt as Ferdi whispered to my name.

“Why, Fer?”

“From yesterday I saw you daydreaming constantly. Your persambet?”

“Again. I'm again focused on the direction of Mr. Director.”

“Directions from where? That you are asked to convey the progress of the project we are working on.”

My expression instantly turned startled, “Seriousness?”

“Yes you see that Big Boss is looking in the direction of who!” is

I immediately did my mind recovery. I realized I was in a meeting, but I forgot to give a presentation.

Fortunately, I didn't get hit by the Director. I was able to restore my focus quickly so that the meeting went smoothly according to substance.

Meeting is completed within hours of rest. Ferdi took me to lunch.

“Lu was daydreaming why the hell?” asked Ferdi while waiting for our lunch order to arrive.

“Who's daydreaming, Fer?” I'm trying to argue. “Kan I said again the same focus meeting.”

“Lu no longer thinks about your affair, right?” tanyanya was suspicious.

That question choked me. An affair? I don't have an affair. Ken's not my affair.

“There's only you, Fer. He said he wanted to talk about something important. What's important?”

I managed to urge Ferdi to focus on the topic he wanted to convey.

“Begini loh Dave, I want to borrow money equally you, a hundred aja,” he said a little clear.

I immediately pulled out my wallet. I was surprised, would borrow a hundred thousand until it had to be this serious.

“Nih.” I immediately handed Ferdi a piece of red money that he wanted. “Nevent need to be replaced.”

However, Ferdi instead returned it in an annoyed tone. “Dave, don't insult me! If only a hundred thousand in my wallet is also a lot.”

“Well, then why did you borrow it to me?”

“Eat him my good friend, digest him the good talk. I mean a hundred million.”

I was surprised to hear the number, “Crazy, why?”

“Begini loh Dave..”.

The food came when Ferdi wanted to explain. “Bent a minute, I eat first.”

“Ya you eat just eat, but you can while hearing my story right?”

“Iya, yes.”

“My girlfriend wants to move to an apartment near her workplace. I found a suitable apartment. And my boyfriend immediately likes the fitting I love to see the photos. But baby, who wants to sell instead of rent. Though I have nyodorin money rent to the person for a year directly. But I'm also strange Dave, his apartment he sells far below market price.”

“Ya then, you just buy.”

“I want to borrow money from you, one hundred or two hundred million, that's okay.”

“Tadi said one hundred only. Not a billion?” I tried to circus him.

“My advice is Fer, mending you marry your boyfriend first.”

“Instead he wants to find a place to stay first.”

“Ah basic, playboy.”

“So how, Dave?”

I focused on finishing my food first, while Ferdi was just tasting the food. I was busy begging him to lend me money.

“Emang how much does he want to sell? Let me see the photos of his apartment!”

Ferdi showed the photos. At first glance I look familiar. From the position of the bed, the color of the room, and the laying of other furniture.

“He's open at 350 million. Pretty worth it right from the appearance and location? Anybody wants to sell his apartment for that price in Green Apartment. Lu knows for himself that place is one of the rings emaasnya Jakarta, strategic if you want to go anywhere.”

Ferdi said it was a unit in Green Apartment. I went straight to the advertiser's profile.

I thought the apartment was just like Ken's, but it was my best friend's apartment. The advertiser's name and photo reinforce this.

I can't believe Ken's going to sell his apartment. He once said he would not sell his apartment under any circumstances. The first one was a gift from his father. Second, many memories of me and him are stored there.

I looked again at the status of the time the ad was posted. It was morning on the date I saw him and Ferdi having lunch together right in the cafe I'm sitting in right now. So, they met because it was related to buying and selling apartments. Though Ken and I had let go of his night sweats, but he didn't tell me about this.

“Dave, can you?”

“Em...”.

“One hundred million really, next month I pay half. The other half I'm cicil huh?”

“Sorry, Fer. I can't give you a loan.”

“Please, Dave. This time I beg your help.”

Ferdi kept on welding. I can lend him as much money as he asks, but I don't want Ken's apartment to be his.

“Mending you find another one that is indeed for rent. In that area there are many apartments.”

“But I'm the same boyfriend I clop this one.”

“I first yes, Fer. There are files that need to be revised immediately.”

Ferdi called my name, but I ignored him. I never thought Ken would suddenly spit out all his promises. What problem is he really facing?

Until it's time to go home, I still don't understand Ken taking his apartment off so easily. Is he charging for something or is there some other reason?

I immediately downloaded an app where Ken was advertising his apartment. I was confused when I wanted to send a message, with my real name or not. I finally decided to pretend to be someone else. The goal is to get information about why Ken sold his apartment. Maybe he'll be open to potential buyers.

I sent a message to Ken via the chat menu in the buying and selling application.

[Good afternoon Mr. Andy. Sorry to reply to her message. Please if there is anything you want to ask in advance!] – Ken

[Would the price be less, Mr Ken?] - Andy

I tried as naturally as possible as a potential buyer. So Ken will be comfortable when I ask questions.

[Sorry Mr. Andy, already nett price.] – Ken

[Then, when can we meet? I seriously want to buy it.] – Andy

[I'm currently in Japan, Mr. Andy. If Mr. Andy is seriously interested in meeting Aunt Selly. Later I give the number so that I can look around first.] - Ken

Is correct. Ken went back to the land of the rising sun.

[Well, I think in Indonesia. I was hoping we could meet in person. When did Mr Ken come home from Japan?] – Andy

[Sorry, I don't know when to go to Indonesia, Mr. Andy.] - Ken

I was thinking about flying to Japan and taking her back to Indonesia.

[I'm sorry, if I may know why the apartment was sold, sir, not rented?] - Andy

For almost 10 minutes Ken didn't reply. I was worried that he would not be pleased with the question.

[I'm living a new life. I sold it for the purposes of furthering my studies.] - Ken

To live a new life, he said. What an absurd reason for me.

[For the purposes of marriage, study, and living in Japan yes Sir?] – Andy

[For study only. I just got married by my lover.] - Ken

Ken opened the conversation in the direction I wanted. It turns out that through cyberspace, to people who are considered unknown, he actually becomes more open.

[You guys moved to Japan to move on? There was a beautiful woman too.] - Andy

[It's not like that either. My wife and I still love each other. But I had to leave him, because I didn't want to be considered a bully in his household.] – Ken

[Pak Ken previously didn't know he was married?] – Andy

[We were friends a long time ago. But I am too cowardly. I just confessed my feelings after she tied the knot with someone else.] – Ken

[If Mr. Ken and Mr. Ken's ex-lover love each other, why not fight for your love?] - Andy

It's like venting on a radio show.

[Now I just hope he is always happy.] – Ken

[But if he were happier with Mr. Ken, what?] ¬- Andy

[I will keep forgetting about it. I am sure he will also quickly forget me.] – Ken

[Is Mr Ken happy with the decision Mr Ken made?] – Andy

[Of course not. Every day I think about it. I always get carried back to the past when I was with him. Now, we can't be together. I must give in to the wholeness and happiness of his household.] – Ken

[If in my opinion, Mr. Ken shouldn't have left.] – Andy

[Sorry Mr. Andy\, I'm telling you my personal story. This is Aunt Selly's number 08786673****. Later please meet directly with him related to the buying and selling process.] – Ken

[Good sir, Ken. I may also ask for Mr. Ken's number. Looks like it's better to talk on the phone.] – Andy

[Of course you can. This is my number +8181606***.] – Ken

[Then I contact Mr. Ken.] – Andy

[Please, I wait!] – Ken

[Good night and good rest Mr. Ken.] - Andy

Turns out Ken left because I was afraid I couldn't share time with him. He's a coward. When he left, he was sure I would be happy. I told him half my happiness was with him, too.

“Dad, again chat same who?”

I'm surprised my wife hasn't gone too far. “Oh, this is client.”

“Bby Mommy see?”

“Well, the phone is low-batt, Bun. Charge dad first yes!” I charge my phone at the dresser that's out of my wife's reach. “Let's sleep again, Bun. Dad is also sleepy.”

I can't imagine my wife finding out my lies. Lucky he didn't force me to check my phone.