CALL ME MAS!

Traveling of Nearest People

The night is raining and the air is piercing, Pras awakens from his sleep. Just a nightmare. His sweat ran from the corner of his forehead and past his temples.

"Mas. You why? You're a prick."

Britney rubbed Pras' sweat gently. Even though the AC room was on, the air outside was also very cold. But Pras was so sweaty, or perhaps the influence of the drug that Pras drank. After returning home from the office, Pras drove Britney to the doctor.

The doctor said, Pras is just a common fever, and not a serious illness, Pras just needs rest, and that afternoon Pras rained.

"Mas why? Why just shut up?!"

"I'm okay."

Pras took a deep breath, exhaling his breath. But it still felt a tightness, within its rapidly pounding chest.

"Yes you rest. I'll get you a drink."

"Darling, I'll take a drink myself. You just sleep."

Britney saw a strange look on her husband's face. Her husband is not usually like this.

"Why is your mom? What, Mas Pras a nightmare? The body's not hot, but why are the eyes so weird." Inner Britney with a sense of uneasiness, and pick up her blanket. Then get off her bed.

"Mas, what's wrong with you? Are you having nightmares?" Ask Britney.

Britney approached her husband who was sitting on the sofa. Pras was pensive, his right hand still holding the cup.

"Darling, I'm fine." Pras Reply.

Put the white cup on the table, which was in front of him.

"Mas, you told me the same story. Don't make me worry." Said Britney and still looking at her husband with uneasiness.

"Darling, I miss you." Pras said in a soft voice, but very full of feelings.

Pras pulled his wife by the shoulder, and hugged her in his arms. Pras felt a sense of unease in his heart, for some reason he felt that something was missing from his life.

"I'll take care of you and our son."

"Yes, you've taken care of me as our son."

"He'em baby, you're right. But I'll keep looking after you, and Papa's great grandpa."

Britney was still unsettled, and still asked her husband. "Mas, what's the problem? Same story I. There was something in the office. Mas, Abah did say what is the same to you?"

"No problem what. I'm just not feeling well. So my sleep is uncomfortable." Pras calmly replied.

Pras still hugs his wife, I don't know what she's keeping. Looks like her sleeping flowers tonight don't look good. Pras so woke up from his sleep, and made the wife so restless.

"Mas, I know what you're thinking. It's about the job, and I'm not comfortable. I can talk to Grandpa or Abah." Britney is serious.

"Not that problem. I didn't think about it. I just don't feel well. I had a bad dream." Pras Reply.

"Mas, what are you dreaming about?" Ask with curiosity.

"It's okay. It's just a sleeping flower. Maybe I forgot to say, baby, I was a nightmare. I was on medication, I fell asleep." Pras replied calmly and did not want to make his wife anxious.

Pras slept at 8pm and at 9pm Britney started sleeping.

Pras kept what he remembered, when he had a dream. With a smile kissed the face of his wife, who was already tangled. Britney's very curious, so she's still in love.

"Mmhmd. No, I don't want to tell the same story." Said with pouting lips.

"There's nothing, baby. You're too drama." Pras replied with a smile.

"It's not drama. After that, I woke up dumb. I'm getting anxious." Ketus Britney is.

"You worried? That golden face of yours?!" Pras asked seductively.

Britney began to remember things then, when her car hit the motorbike, which was none other than Prasetya Wardana.

"Hufts. Yeah, I remember the time we had the accident. I hit you Mas. You chat me so, continue not answered, I became anxious. I'm the one who hit you, so I keep thinking of you."

"Yes, I know baby. I still keep all your chats, it's so funny, I like it. It's really anxious."

"Keep? Till now?"

"Yes, you send a lot of emoticons, funny-funny. I like the contents of the chat, it turns out my boss if diemin turned out to be heavy. You directly spam emoticons. When I open up, I smile to myself."

"Uuh. So was that time intentionally? Panic for the boss. That's why I'm so worried."

"Not intentionally, I was on the same terrace as Rendy, Anton, chatting, I forgot that I had chatted, and looking for attention with you. Keep the phone in the room, on the table. I opened it and I read, I ngakak in my heart, but you've come to the boarding house. Yes, I teased you, at that time your face was grim, hold my arm, ask me how I am. I'm also baper, keep you home I screenshot chatnya for memento. But I'm self-aware, who I am, who I hit. Hemmss"

"Bahh. Mas so. I'm being embarrassed. Now he knows himself?" ask Britney a spoiled smile.

"Now I realize it's bad. It's not self-conscious that this, you're my dear wife, I love you."

"But it was me....."

Britney did not continue her words.

Pras pinched his wife's cheek in a fit of anxiety, and asked "What time is it? Hayo's? What's...Hemm?".

Pras seduces his wife, and Britney covers her face.

"I want to see my wife's embarrassed face." Pras.

Pras opened his wife's hand and Britney looked misbehaved, biting her lower lip slightly.

"Mas, I also don't know why that morning was with your chat time. I'm excited, you don't reply to my chat. Usually, on Sundays I was lazy to leave the house, except praying the same Grandpa, same Vava. But because you didn't answer my chat, I took a shower in the morning. Until Grandpa Aunt Vanesa thought I was weird. They seduced me, the Sunday morning tumben was beautiful, in so. I keep telling you, there's important business."

Pras smiled and grew more and more anxious with his wife.

"If I thumped the first time, at Abah's house, you went to the prayer room with salwar. I can say nothing but admire the creation of God. You're beautiful baby, I'm stunned, I realize everything we've been through is so unique. I used to be just amazed, same beautiful young boss. But the young boss is now very spoiled, but I like my spoiled wife."

It's 00.20 WIB.

The night is getting late, long conversations from these two people do not remember the time. They looked good when they remembered the moment between the two of them.

Love does not know it will ask for a reply, but feels it is not because of a reply, but an answer of what he expects when praying.

Wiu..Wiu..Wiu...

The sound of ambulance sirens sounded loud.

"Mas, ambulance sound." Britney.

"Yes, honey. Is our neighbor sick?" Ask Pras.

"Entah Mas's. Let's look outside. The closer the sound." Britney replied with a thumping feeling.

Britney followed her husband, and Pras walked first, then opened the door of her house.

Wiu Wiu Wiu Wiu

A loud sound from the ambulance and the ambulance lights were burning red. The ambulance stopped in front of their house.

Greet!!

Pras opened the fence of his house, and it turns out that Bagas' house has many people.

"I don't know, baby, let's go there." Pras Reply.

They walked over, and some nearby residents also appeared to arrive.

Hooo... Hooo....Aaaa.... Mas Bagas's.

"Mas. Mas Bagas why did I leave Mas??Mas Bagas's. Wake Mas!!!" Shouts of hysterical Bella, as some people lift the bodies from the ambulance.

Bagas' wife only stayed with her tears flowing, blank eyes staring at the corpse of her beloved husband.

"Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi raji'un" said Pras and Britney simultaneously.

"Mas, Mas Ba-gas is dead" said Britney who was stammered, then turned to her husband's face.

Pras just stared at the corpse, which was inside the living room. Relatives opened the coffin, and residents around the house increasingly arrived.

Britney who dissolved in the atmosphere, held tightly to her husband's hand. An astonishing night, in front of Pras.

"Sir RT."

"Mas Pras, please help me lift these chairs out."

Pras helped Mr. RT, because only he had entered the living room. Britney tries to appease Bella, who is relentlessly crying over her brother.

"Sir, Mas Bagas. Bagas is dead." said Bella, and still in her tears. Britney was also crying, hugging Bella. Britney also felt Bella's sadness.

"Bilqis, here love same aunt." Britney's hand grabbed Bilqis, and held little Bilqis. Britney hugged him tightly.

Bagas' wife cried hysterically, as she approached her dead husband, and all was like a dream to her. It felt unstoppable and increasingly limp, finally fainting in the arms of her maid, the relatives lifted her into the room.

"Bil-qis, dear Bilqis." Bella's sobbing became more and more poignant, as she held Bilqis' hand sitting on Britney's lap.

A sleepy little girl in the middle of the night. I don't know what's going on with her dad. Britney stroked the little girl's hair, with sadness in her heart. Slowly Bilqis slept on Britney's lap.

"Bobok ya baby." Britney put Bilqis in her lap.

"Sir, Mas Ba-gas u-dah ning-galin ki-ta." Bella's voice faltered. "Bil-qis little ma-sih."

Bella's cry that did not stop and became.

His tears were no longer contained, the clear water droplets were increasingly flowing profusely, from the corner of his eyes. A silent night, a heart-wrenching roar sounded. Sadness, and tightness in the chest are inevitable. As her cry grew, Bella slowly drowned and fainted.

A relative of Bagas' wife, takes Bella to the room, and tries to make Bella sober.

Britney, who still holds Bilqis, is also unable to hold her back, seeing Bilqis' tiny face remind her of her first, when her father left. Britney gently rubbed Bilqis' hair, which was sleeping in her lap.

"Sweet child. Auntie, love you. May you be a child of Sholehah, and you must be a child of pride Papa you are dear." Inner Britney.

Pras outside with some of the fathers of orchid castle residents. There are brothers and coworkers of Bagas who told about Bagas' departure.

"Yes Mr. RT, this morning before I left for work, still had time to meet Mas Bagas. He even said I have to take care of my health. But instead he's gone for all of us."

"Yes Mas Pras, if you hear the word of his friend earlier. In the office this afternoon was gone. If a heart attack is very fast. At that time my brother was also like this." said Mr. RT.

Flashbacks

Morning at half 8.

"Pras, tumben wear sweater."

"I'm not feeling well, Mom. It's just leaving too."

At that time Bagas was wiping his car, and saw Pras, walking over to Pras. From yesterday Bagas did not meet Pras. Equally busy. Can not be mabar anymore, because Pras' work piled up.

"Your health Pras. Your wife is pregnant again, do not let your wife later, guarded with others" said Bagas teasing Pras.

Pras looked pale this morning, less excited. Bagas was already quite familiar, often teasing Pras and making jokes.

"Mas Bagas could have. I just catch a cold, tomorrow I'll catch up again."

"Yes, I called you yesterday, but you're asleep. Britney picked up the phone."

"Yesterday my wife said, Mas you're looking for a date." "Who?" "Who would it be if it wasn't Bilqis's father."

Bagas laughs not to hear the curliness of Pras.

"I've done a lot of work. Maybe because of this too, I got less sleep. I got in the wind." Pras.

"Hemma. That's right, don't overdo it. The sustenance, there is a governing, do not be forced if it is tired."

"Bagas Bagas also overtime continues."

"Pras, I'm not overtime, how can I live like this. You know for yourself, how I am."

"Yes, it was said that there is sustenance to regulate, but if our health is not maintained, it's the same, the ends of the money to the doctor."

Pras so laugh and Bagas happy to see Pras who was back excited. It is true, if anyone is sick, anyone who is observing will definitely be excited again. Pras was very lackluster, and not passionate, because of their jokes, Pras became excited.

"You're right Pras, but I can't stay at home either. If at home also must play the same game you."

Britney opened the car window and called Pras. "Mas. Let's go."

"Mas Bagas, my wife is waiting. I'm leaving first, Mas."

"Yes there went. Careful, don't speed."

"Casual Mas Bagas, I'm staying sitting sweet.it's Madame Pras who is driving."

Pras with a rancid voice and quite joking.

Bagas who laughed, still looked at Pras who got into the car. Britney was in the car, calling Ghea.

Pras who had closed the gate, so fun to chat with Bagas.

Sustenance, soul mate and death, all of that has been arranged. Man only seeks, but destiny determines.

Bagas died at the age of 32. Leaving his wife and toddler son. A fate that cannot be avoided. Everything is arranged by His will.

Pras and Britney returned home, after Bagas' body was brought by his family. Bagas' biological parents asked for his brother, and Bagas' wife. So that the body of the son, buried in his hometown.

"Buck,..." Call Britney.

"Dear, what's wrong?"

"Mas, don't go far."

"I'm here, baby."

Pras hugged his wife, with a tightness in his chest. What Pras feels in a dream, is the departure of his best friend, although he has not known him for long, but Pras has sweet memories.

Bagas is also a good person, very friendly and diligent in worship.

Pras remembers the words of Bagas, if Bagas came home from work faster, always took the time, to pray together in Mushola.

Goodbye Mas Bagas. *AuthorRemembering old memories. 😢