After Party

The key is in the heart

Ayu looked at her boss who was driving the car that afternoon. Fragrant perfume that was as fragrant as a sturdy body, the man seemed to be teasing him.

His heart beat twice as fast back then, because they were alone in the car, without a driver, without other co-workers. Just two.

Ayu admires Juna. Since the first meeting, Ayu saw sadness, even more pain in the look on Juna's face. I wanted her to be entertaining and make her smile. Tucked a difficult feeling for him revealed at that time.

"So, where are we taking me today?" Ask Juna cheerfully. He really tried to have fun and enjoy the day, forgetting for a moment the problems that befell his household. He almost forgot what it was like to have fun.

"Ouch! You yourself have to decide, you want to go where the goal is!" Ayu frowned inexhaustibly with Juna's mind path.

"But, I don't know anything about this city!" Elak Juna's.

"Yes, but, right, you know what you want!" Reply Ayu.

Juna was silent for a moment. Sometimes Ayu can be very philosophical.

"Where can I meet people who understand good and bad, happiness, and sadness, the right and wrong time?" Juna is no less philosophical.

"You mean, primbon reader?"

"What's that?" Juna.

"Primbon it, good and bad calculations, about the right and inopportune time, like a prophecy, but this is based on the calculations and writings of the ancestors. Most Javanese believe in primbon, sir." Ayu explained.

"Eitherway. Does it fit my wish criteria."

"Rubber! Let's just go to Radya Pustaka, sir." Take Ayu.

"What's that?" Juna pulled over his car, for a moment before they took the right direction.

"That's the oldest museum in Solo, sir."

"The "museum? That interesting?" Ask Juna while frowning.

Ayu laughed at Juna's question.

"Actually, people don't go there to see the collection. They went there to meet a primbon expert. To ask luck, good days and bad days according to primbon. That's right, what you're looking for?" Cetus Ayy.

Juna fell silent, he started thinking about Ayu's words back then. Maybe this is what he was looking for. He really needs to know when the right time to end the thick veil of his life and start being able to contact Luna.

"Come, we'll go there!" Juna.

He started driving slowly.

Now, he began to be able to eliminate phobias that had been enveloping him.

Juna parked his car in front of the Radya Pustaka Museum building. In front of the courtyard, there is a half-body statue which Ayu said is a statue of Ronggowarsito, poet of the Surakarta Palace, which eventually became an icon of the Radya Pustaka Museum.

The museum, which was established on October 28, 1890, is said to be the oldest museum in Indonesia.

Ayu told me that there has a collection of thousands of Nusantara manuscripts and hundreds of valuable statues. Some of them are bronze statues.

People who come there mostly come for primbon consultation in your hall behind the museum. Including Juna and Ayu.

"Then, this museum was a scene, sir. Because there are five statues missing from the museum!" Terang Ayu while walking side by side with Juna.

"Oh yeah? Who has done less to lift such a heavy statue?" Juna's spontaneous voice that was immediately greeted by laughter was broken by Ayu.

"There are irresponsible people. One of those sentenced to prison was the head of his own museum. The one who has been approached to ask about good days and bad days!" Tukas Ayy.

"Huh..?! It's funny, why can't he predict his own bad day?" Juna's forehead wrinkled.

"Yes, actually, the ability to predict it, also based on books in the museum in the form of primbon, Pakuwon, and such. So, even though the psychics are gone, we can still know what we want to know." Ayu replied with a smile.

Juna nodded, looking into Ayu's clear eyes.

"The key is in the heart, sir. This place is just a means, as a place to help the thought process of the Father." Ayu spread her hand.

The dozens of statues that surrounded them seemed to be shining. It foreshadows the search in Juna's heart.

In her eyes was filled with the shadow of Luna and her future baby. Shadow Jakarta, Monas, home. Turning around quickly resuscitated Juna if he had long since left it all and forgotten about it.

From the Juna museum go lunch rice liwet on the side of the road. Actually, there are still many other typical Solo foods that he wants to try again. Such as sate buntel, Solo strait, Cabuk Rambak, Tengkleng, Timlo, Srabi Notosuman, and many more.

"Father." Call Juna.

Ayu immediately looked over. His boss's face was glowing.

"Thank you for everything." Juna looked into Ayu's eyes. It made the girl embarrassed.

"The same, sir." Sahut Ayu is short. His heart was beating twice as fast. Guess what was in his boss's mind.

"I'll be home tomorrow." Juna said after being silent for a long time.

"Well?" Ayu looked at her boss in wonder. Their work is not done.

"I have to finish my business in Jakarta first." Juna Sahut slowly.

Ayu took a deep breath. He realized, Juna might not return to Solo. Ayu ventured to pat her boss' arm gently.

"Be careful, sir!" Lirih.

Juna cackling. Ayu could only bite her trembling lips. In silence, his heart seemed to be sliced by sad irises.

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Juna let the raindrop wet his shirt and hair as he stepped out of the airport. The smell of moist air after rain really he absorbed deeply. He was very eager to return home. Enjoying his mother's cooking, sleeping in his own house, and most importantly. He wants to see Luna. He misses his wife and children very much.

He has gotten a little bit of an idea of how to behave later as a head of the family. He only hoped that this effort would work out well.

He immediately ordered a taxi to go home. His body feels tired. He wanted to get home soon.

In a taxi, when facing a traffic jam. Juna couldn't stand it. He took his cell phone, to contact Luna.

Tone connected, but for a long time. Not lifted. Perhaps, Luna was confused, because Juna was using a new number at the moment. His phone has been changed. Before he went to Solo, he bought a new cell phone and a new number to carry when he went to Solo.

Juna tried to call back, this time through whatsapp connection.

Long sounding tone.

"Yes? Hello?" Finally, a call was raised by Luna. Luna's soft voice sounded soft in the ears. For almost two months Juna had not heard that voice. For a moment he enjoyed his wife's voice. He missed.

"Hello? Huh hello? Who'sis this?" Luna's voice was getting urgent.

Juna's mouth opened, but he could not say a word. Until the call ends from across.

Juna took a deep breath. What's up with him? Is he afraid of facing reality?

Seriate....