Angel In Poetry

The Two Men's Meeting

The atmosphere of the meeting does not always have to be tense, some jokes are heard from Arga's mouth. Understandably, he is the boss's son and soon also become the boss. Whatever you say just think of it as very fun even though it is mediocre. Dara who was next to him this time flushed her cheeks and repeatedly kicked Arga's legs. This time the casual meeting is only to fulfill the obligations at the end of each month, just sharing. Because the office is safe, getting a flat topic at this meeting, Arga has a silly idea, Arga announced that he and Dara already have a relationship, of course, the employees who agreed and immediately congratulated, while Dara was busy clarifying, unfortunately Dara's efforts were very futile.

WhatsApp group message coming in, Arga glanced at her phone

Alyas

" But really, I've been waiting from the morning has not been nongol too, where the hell he is"

" Patience Al, the name is also waiting"

" What kind of boss is this, Arga lo if you are the boss do not treat others arbitrarily yes"

Arga smiled

" I'm meeting again, I haven't been able to comment".

" Next Ga, I want to play youtube just waiting for this boss nyebelin".

The meeting closed at nine in the morning. Arga returned to his room and this time filled with Dara's scolding, Arga just laughed in response

" It's a storm, it's easy why Ra"

" Think they're really Ga"

" Yes it really is"

" Oh, not really me"

" Don't bother, be careful in love, hahaha"

" Mr Arga, are there any guests waiting for you?"

A tall beautiful woman who served as a receptionist who happened to be walking in front of the Arga room told him

" guests? where's it?"

" Malaysia"

" hey? Banjarmasin?"

Dara looked

" Isn't Alya in Banjarmasin Ga? is he the cop who told Alya to riot there"

Arga pulls Dara's hair.

" Indiscriminately. Tasya, tell me to come into my room"

" Good sir"

Arga entered his room, opened his phone and read his WhatsApp group. Alya who confided last night about a young manager who is pretentious, hotheaded and grumpy.

Tok, tock, tock

" In"

Kreeeeekk, the door is open.

" Anga Assalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum".

Arga was stunned to see who the guest who came to see him this morning.

" apartments?"

Afkar walked up to Arga and extended his hand

" How are you?"

Arga was silent

" So good, but don't know now. Please sit".

The two men who were both wearing slightly rolled up long-sleeved shirts faced each other in a sitting state. Arga stared intently at Afkar while Afkar looked at Arga with a chaotic feeling.

" I'm sorry I came here"

" A minute, the receptionist said my guest from Banjarmasin, who does he mean?"

" I"

" You? from Banjarmasin"

" Yes, I've lived there for two years since Alya asked me to leave her".

Arga leaned his head on the large black chair.

" Alya is in Banjarmasin right now, he is assigned to handle one project there"

" I know"

" sthat mean?"

Arga furrowed his brows

" He's in my office now, I'm the manager he wants to meet"

" So??"

Arga stood up from his seat and

Plaaack.

One loud slap landed on Afkar's face, there was blood coming out from the corner of his lips.

Afkar only looked at Arga without retaliation, but his heart was deeply wounded, not some kind of wound at the corner of his lips, a heart that was increasingly broken to see his beloved friend treat him this way.

" You're letting him sit in front of your room right now without you telling me you're not where you are?"

" It still won't be worth my wait"

Arga hit the table

" I promised Alya I'd beat you up when I met, and I did, and now I want to get you to the hospital because I'm really ready to lose your body"

" Arga, you don't know what happened, how much Alya made me suffer"

" What? I don't know?. Just sec. I'll call Alya to tell her to come home and not wait for you to sit there alone"

" Don't tell me I'm here"

Arga immediately grabbed his phone and made a video call

Titt's...

" Yes Ga, sht do video calls, the boss is fierce, I'm afraid to be angry as well as his other employees"

" Bodo, I don't care about a fierce boss or whoever he is, now you're home Al"

" Where to go?"

" To the inn, mending lo sleeps instead of waiting for him"

" If I go home, what if he comes when I don't exist? he can cancel this, I can-can work fucked up, this is my career Ga"

" If you get fired from work because of the boss who is cool, I move you to my company"

" Non't you, so what do you think? I'm lazy back, away Ga, 35 kilometers"

" Yeah you've been out for a walk, he said there are many souvenirs, buy me"

" Ooh yes, I buy sasirangan cloth yes, not far from here, if I have been shopping back to this office, who knows the manager has come"

" No need, if you have finished your shopping back to the inn, the boss will not come today"

" Where are you from?".

" What I don't know about Lo Al, before me if until someone says I don't know the same about your life"

" haaah? did someone say that? hahaha, he's not in his right mind"

" True Al, it's not sane"

" Yes I want to work first, if there is any news I yes Al"

" It's got to be Ga"

" Here Al, follow my words, come home, don't wait for him today"

" Okee Arga, thank you. I want to stop by first nyariin rags, keep going straight home".

" Okay"

" Dah Arga, assalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum"

Clik.

Arga turned off the video call and put the phone next to him

" Lo have the heart to see Alya nungguin lo who obviously did not meet him today, can you explain yesterday for what to offer your secretary you to take her to eat meatballs, then when she returned to your office, then when she returned to your office, you're already gone. Avoid this lowly Afkar"

" I was looking for a ticket to Jakarta yesterday, so I went straight home to prepare for my departure"

Some sheets of tissue on the table handed Arga to Afkar

" Lo mouth is bleeding".

Afkar picked up and placed it on the tip of his lips

" You don't know Alya's suffering all this time, still have the heart to hurt him after meeting him yesterday? I can't read your mind"

" suffered? I suffer, while he's happy"

" What's happy?"

" He who avoids me, breaks my cord by changing his phone number after I call him, he really does not want to be in touch with me anymore even though only by phone"

" Alya did not decide the friendship, the phone card and all the data was taken Kevin, and it was Alya's negligence not to memorize important mobile numbers. How could he call you? he was even waiting for you to call him back without him realizing his phone number had also changed. Then when I want to give you a new mobile number why you refuse, actually who wants to decide this friendship? you're kan"

" I just don't want to go after him too much if he doesn't want to take the phone, that's all, I don't think anything"

" Now I ask, why didn't you call her after getting her new phone number?"

" What new number?"

" Afkar, you don't pretend to bego. What do you think for me and him to your workplace in Surabaya, go to your office, meet om lo and leave Alya's mobile number on om lo"

Afkar was silent

" I never accepted it"

Arga.

" You guys to Surabaya? into my office?"

Arga walked up to his window, opened the curtains and lit his cigarette.

" He was like Afkar's madman, when we were in front of your office, he even took a long time to get out of the car. He looked at your office building, asked where you used to park the motorbike, where the cafeteria where you ate, where your room was, he picked up the clothes that day in the employees' clothes, he said seeing your office building he felt alive again. Then we wait om lo, when he came Alya even called the cause of lo departure, Alya called the cause of your suffering, you can feel how depressed Alya has been since? he did not rebel, did not defend himself, he accepted it, I was heartbroken to see Alya treated so. I wrote Alya's number on a piece of paper and put it on om lo. For days Alya waited for you to contact him Afkar, he wanted to explain. It turns out that until you met you did not contact him"

Afkar felt his heart getting pierced. Slowly take the phone out of his pocket, pressing the call button.

Tiiit, thiit,

" Ashloraikum"

" Greetings waalaikum, sorry to bother you"

" No Afkar, what's up?"

" Want to ask, someone was looking for me in the office yesterday? two years ago?"

" Two years? who yeah?"

" Alya om"

Silent

" Ooh, he's here with his friend"

" His he left something?"

" Yes, a piece of paper"

" What is it"

" Mobile number"

" Why didn't you tell me?"

" I'm sorry, om forgot, it won't matter to you Afkar"

" Good om, thank you, Assalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum"

Clik.

Cigarette smoke hit Afkar's face slightly and made him throw his face to the side.

" Alya has tried to correct this misunderstanding, you should not reply by changing the number as well"

" I was too disappointed to treat me that way. And this can't be repeated. But why didn't he ask you for my number?"

" He didn't know I kept your number"

Afkar. Om Andi why didn't you tell me about this?. I'm so disappointed that I should have known about this and not made me try to hate it even if I never could. How I tortured myself by gathering emotions, how I had spent the time to vent to try to bring bad things about him, even though he would look perfect and perfect again in my heart.

" You know, since we returned from Surabaya, Alya was just waiting for your news, waiting for you to contact him. Even he passed out on campus, me and Roni who took him to the hospital, he was treated for three days there. Lo did not know how weak he was at the time, all called him exhausted, indeed he was serious about running the script, but we as his best friend know what the cause of his pain, Lo Afkar. Lo who just disappeared with a problem that should be talked about"

His hands were clenching, his chest was getting clenched. Alya, why am I being so mean to you.

" But isn't there a Kevin next to him replacing me? didn't he choose this farewell himself"

" Yes, the good Kevin was always there beside him, taking care of him, loving him, meeting all his needs. Arriving at the hospital, Kevin opens Alya's phone and reads all of our WhatsApp messages. Do you know what our conversation is about? about lo, about Alya's lost love somewhere, calm waiting, about her sadness with someone she can't yet love. Kevin read it Afkar, do you think Kevin can still survive? no-o!. Kevin even went to Hong Kong without seeing Alya first, just saying goodbye to him over the phone"

" Keyl moved to Hong Kong?"

" Yes, he left Alya who was trying to wake up from his dream with you, he began to plan to accept Kevin. But too late, even Kevin settled in Hong Kong and ended the relationship himself. Alya defended it, she even let Alya fall herself into the hole they had long made"

Afkar closed his eyes. You were that strong yesterday Alya? you face it yourself?.

" Alya fell down, not just physically. Alya almost decided her college, she just daydreamed, sat on her own porch, didn't eat, did nothing, just daydreamed with tears that we couldn't help wiping it out. Finally for three months he did not go to college, Alya was taken to his parents' house because they were worried about his psychiatric condition"

" Is he so because of me or because of Kevin?".

" Because both. Even the thing that makes him tormented is the sentences that always blame him, Kevin went because of his mistakes that still love you. Even your existence he doesn't know. Being with us was different, it wouldn't be the same as someone he missed, there was no cure at the time. Lucky Kevin occasionally contact and encourage her, finally Alya can return to continue the script, and we can graduate together, if there is no incident, surely Graduation will be faster than us"

" How's the graduation?"

" Himself. He said he always imagined wearing that black cape with you. We were afraid that if he came back fragile that day, no, he was much stronger. He was only with his parents. She was so beautiful that day, like an angel".

Afkar looked at Arga

" He's an angel, can I see his picture at graduation?"

" It's been a long time Afkar, it's been a year, it might have been a long time if I had looked for him in my gallery"

" I'll wait, please I want to see his face"

Arga grabbed the phone and opened the gallery, for three minutes just scrolling down and found the photo a year ago. Handing over his phone to Afkar

Afkar received the phone and stared inside the face that was on the screen, wiping it with his hands.

" I love you Alya, I'm sorry"

" You love him but you hurt him a lot. Alya was always crying because of you, which is why I promised to beat you to dry her tears"

Afkar grew quiet and dissolved into regret.

" Can I send it to my phone?"

Arga looked at Afkar's face, one with utter destruction. Finally Arga sent the photo by entering Afkar's mobile number first.