ALINEA LOVE

11

This morning the city of Jogjakarta was not too bright, some cloud over the horizon hung over the horizon blocking the sunlight that was about to greet the land of the Javanese palace. The young woman who always appeared in sexy clothes was walking casually down the corridor of her office.

This time it was different from how it looked. No high heels wrapped around his legs, just a flat* ordinary shoes. Skirt span with a cut above the knee, now the cut is changed exactly to the knee.

"Ang, La." Sora's greeting to Laura when she gets to her desk.

"Morning, Ra." Laura replied, her attention was immediately drawn to Sora's feet, "Wouldn't you be surprised at the knocking of your heels, change your shoes?"

"My feet again blisters, so wear a comfortable first." Sora replied while sitting in his chair.

"Surfed yesterday afternoon?"

Sora nodded, "Alhamdullillah, though still unsatisfied." Answer Sora. "When do we plan to meet Yuruyuru?"

"Patience.., it's still picking up the contract." Laura pointed at her computer screen.

Sora smiled happily and anxiously.

"Ra, please make us some coffee, Mr. Prany, yes." Pinta Laura, "Well, didn't I teach you yesterday?"

"Yes, I've memorized it out of my head." Sora flicked his finger, he immediately stood up and went to the third floor kitchen section.

The kitchen in the office is a little crowded in the morning. Employees take turns filling drinking water, making coffee or tea to accompany their work time.

Sora's presence certainly attracted the attention of some people there. Due to his excellent mood this morning, he developed his smile on the people who were staring at him.

Sora picked up the cup and put it on the table and then he took the coffee and sugar, taking the root as Laura taught him yesterday.

"You're Prany's new secretary?" ask a girl who's brewing coffee next to Sora.

"Yes." Yeah." Answer Sora briefly.

"Be careful, he's flirty." The voice of another girl.

"Yes, it looks so." Answer Sora.

"But he seems to be doing the same thing." A very sharp sounding voice pierced right into Sora's ear.

Sora looked at the owner of the voice who was sitting at one of the tables in the kitchen. He snorted in annoyance as he recalled that the woman was the one who hit him yesterday afternoon.

"Who the hell is he?" ask Sora to one of the girls beside her.

"Mr Nadia, he's a long-time guy, assistant chairman of the production team."

"Ooh..," Sora simply nodded while brewing coffee in front of him.

"It doesn't extend to your skirt?" nadia asked while glancing at Sora's span skirt.

"Short commented, longitudinal flayed. What do you want to try?" sora Mummings.

"What are you talking about?" Nadia stood up from her seat.

Sora shook his head, he brought his brewed coffee and left. But his steps soon caught Nadia.

"Nad, that's .., the new kid. Poor thing, don't get bullied." Said one of the men who had previously sat beside Nadia.

"It's precisely because of the new boy, Zan. Must be educated, let's not be impudent." Answer Nadia. His eyes were squinting sharply at Sora.

"Ouch, Brother. You don't have to bother educating me. My education costs are not cheap. Brother want to help me with my s3 in London?" ask Sora.

"No, he's not as polite as a senior." Nadia got one reason to justify her actions.

"What's the most irreverent part, brother? please do, Brother. Don't look for excuses to bully me. If you don't like me, envy me, say so. I'm not a vengeful person." Sora said with a genuine smile that was ready to accept if Nadia did hate him.

Seeing Nadia not responding and just staring annoyed, Sora also left the kitchen and returned to his workplace. Not forgetting he put the coffee he had brewed on Prany's desk.

"La, do you know the production team's assistant chairman?" sora asked as she sat in her chair.

"Ooh, Miss Nadia? Why, Ra?" Laura asked back, her eyes still focused on the computer screen.

"Jutek is really his guy. I don't think he likes me, La."

Laura stopped her bullying activity and looked at Sora, "Yes, it's natural, Ra. Actually he changed my position, Ra. But yes, it is his condition. Suddenly the personnel said that the one who changed me was someone else. He must be disappointed."

Sora nodded, "Kasian too, huh?"

"I'm still curious about you."

"Don't be curious, ntar is dead." Sora giggles.

"Wicked you." lamented Laura, "Now, help this rapiin." Laura gave some odner to Sora.

Sora was still giggling, but then he did what Laura had told him.

***

The blue sky of the city of Jogja slowly attracts orange clouds. The noise of vehicles piling up on the road is a sign of the bustle of the population will soon end. Sora was still in his car, enjoying the traffic jam that would not last long. His index finger nails tapped on the screen of his cellphone which was silent sweetly on his lap. His forehead frowned as if thinking of something.

Trrt trrt.

"Geez!" Sora's cry was shocked as his phone vibrated. There's a grill coming in from Aga.

"Hmm?" After wiping the green button on her phone.

"What do you want to talk about?" ask Aga.

Sora was silent and thought of something, "I have one request, but I doubt I will say."

"You can say it as always, Miss. Doubtful about wanting to look like you."

"Damn!" Tell Sora, "Can I give my job to someone else?"

"Are you tired of your job?"

"No, but I feel like there's someone else who deserves this job."

"You don't have to think about that."

"I don't want anyone else to think I'm going in there because of the dalem, they're going to underestimate me."

"Isn't the reality like that, Miss?"

"Ga—"

"If you don't want to be taken that way, it's better for the lady to work harder and earnestly." Crop Aga.

Sora was silent, he was annoyed but still he could not repay Aga.

"If there's nothing to talk about anymore, I'll tu—"

Not yet Aga finished his sentence, Sora had already cut off his phone connection. Abstain him if the other person he is talking to ends the conversation first.

Sora let out a long sigh staring at the queue of vehicles that had stopped at the traffic light of one of the big intersections in the city. He let go of his annoyance because his will was rejected outright by Aga. But the look of his eyes stopped on a motorcyclist who stopped not far from his car.

"Mir ...,"

Smile expands in Sora's lips, today he failed to meet the man. But he did not expect to see Almeer on the street.

Just as he pressed the button to open his car window, the traffic light had turned green. The drivers have started to drive their vehicles.

"Pak Khusno, chase the guy who uses the motor matic. The one with the Black jacket, the backpack!" Sora said, his index finger locked the target so that the driver did not lose track.

"Good, Non."

Khusno drove his vehicle, as much as possible after Almeer so as not to lose track. The speed of Almeer's vehicle suddenly slowed down, he pulled over in one of the carts of sweet martabak sellers. Automatically Khusno pulled over his vehicle, he looked for a large place to park his vehicle.

Not too far from where Almeer stopped his bike, Sora approached Almeer.

"Falme!" Shouted Sora from a distance.

Hearing his name being called, the man who had just taken off his helmet looked for the source of the voice that called out his name. The cute-faced woman was running small towards him.

Sora smiled widely, his only goal point was Almeer. He doesn't care about anything else.

BRUG!

"Ouch!!" Sora screeched as he found something cold hitting his blouse arm.

"Switch, what the hell? the road doesn't look."

Sora stared at the tip of an ice cone in the hand of a woman who had been lost hit by her arm.

"Sorry, yeah. Sorry.., " Said Sora regretfully.

Although upset, the woman did not prolong her affairs. He chose to leave Sora.

"Why not be careful when walking?" asked Almeer who was suddenly in front of Sora.

"Because you're such a gini." Sora complained, he showed his dirty sleeves to Almeer.

"Well, what am I?" Almeer.

"You have to take responsibility!"

"Huh!? what responsibility?"

"My clothes are dirty, you have to change for a new one."

"Huh?" Almeer.

"Don't hah hah hah, responsibility! Indemnity!"

Almeer laughed amusedly, "My one month's worth can be done to change your clothes, Ra."

"You have to compensate anyway."

"Apes. Address next month a lot of fasting." Almeer.

"What's that?"

"It's my money to buy you a shirt, and I'm sure it's not cheap."

"What's your salary, Al?"

"A lot, but not as much as your papa. Who calculate the salary money has not been paid anymore." Almeer God.

"Iiii.., if that's just a cicil."

"Alhamdulillah, can be repaid."

"Where's your hape?"

Almeer reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. "Make what?" almeer asked while giving her phone to Sora.

Sora picked it up and pressed a few number buttons there and then made a call until a single ringing tone sounded, then he ended.

"I need to know your phone number to charge the installments and make sure you don't run away from responsibility." Sora said he returned Almeer's phone.

"Hahahahaha, just tell me to ask for my phone number just to make it this complicated, Sora."

"I didn't ask for your number, I'm just making sure you pay your debt." Elak Sora's.

"Yes yes, I will not run away from you." Almeer relented, but he could not help but laugh.

"Don't laugh!"

"Enggaaaak..," But Almeer's lips still smiled widely.

Sora who noticed his stupid behavior also laughed. He didn't want to drop his pride just to ask for Almeer's phone number. So he used that absurd way and he succeeded even though he had to bear the shame. Most importantly, his self-esteem was still safe.

***

Sora's meeting with Almeer this afternoon didn't last long. The arrival of Almeer's parents in Jogja made Almeer stop by to buy his mother's favorite martabak and had to go home soon.

Sora who had just received a phone call from her mother chose to leave the room to approach Mina in her room.

"Sir, Mama just called my sister." Sora said as he entered Mina's room. His sister was tidying her books on the study table.

"Yes, Brother. Mama asked Mina to come back to Jakarta if it's a thesis hearing."

"When's the trial?"

"In shaa Allah if there is no more obstruction of the congregation tomorrow morning, Brother."

"Alhamdullillah, Deck. Let the spit be done."

Mina nodded, She stopped her activities for a moment. "Sister Sora is okay while living here alone?" ask Mina.

"What the hell, Deck. What baby sister should be kept?" Sora rubbed Mina's shoulder.

"You're going back here again?" ask Sora.

Mina nodded, she picked up some sheets of paper containing her CV and photo. "Mina wants to give up this and wait for the answer, sis."

"So?"

"Whoa, sis. Do'ain Mina yes, brother. Mina waited twelve years for him. And tomorrow morning Sora ventured to ask her ta'aruf."

"Twelve years?" Sora screeches.

Mina nodded, "The one who has made Mina know Lord Mina better. She's the one who keeps Mina learning to be a better person and trying to solidify herself in order to be her life partner."

"Uuuuuh, the sweet love of this brother." Sora pinches the gaunt of Mina's cheek. "Sister do'ain your desire to be with him realized yes, Na."

"Thank you, brother. Mina do'ain also so that this time the journey of sister's love ends in the guarantee."

"Aamiin.." - Sahut Sora.

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Sora sees the phone vibrating in his hand, a whatsapp message from a number he hasn't saved.

/Assalamu'alaikum, Sora. I know you will smile after reading this message./

Sora chuckled lightly reading the incoming message, he looked at the curious Mina.

"Baby go to the room first." Pamit Sora's.

"Yes, Brother." Answer Mina.

Sora returned to his room and laid his body on the bed. Just now he wants to press the phone button in his chat room, a new message comes back in.

/I wait for debt loan sharks, why haven't I come yet?/

/Wa'alaikumsalam, already have a lot of money ngarepin renternir come?/

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