CEO Replacement

Someone Behind The House

This is where Bima is sitting leaning against the wall behind her house. Lighting that is not so bright makes anyone will not clearly see the existence of Bima.

Bima's gaze was so empty even though in front of her flourished a flower that was well cared for by Sri's mother. Bima threw an empty drink can in her hand in any direction.

Bima picked up the second can from the plastic bag next to her. Bima had taken off her suit and tie while her shirt was already outside her pants.

Eeg!

Bima burped as he finished the contents of the second can and threw it again in any direction and hit a stone to make a loud sound. Bima smiled wryly remembering the words of the woman he met at the party.

"Necklace," murmured Bima with the best lips.

That one word made Bima's feelings so hurt. If only everyone knew what Bima felt all along. Bima ruffled her hair, feeling stressed with her condition.

His phone, which he also placed near a plastic bag, did not stop receiving messages and calls. Bima opened the message from her mother and laughed as she read the contents.

Sally:

"Take a leave of absence and go home for a while. Go home with a future daughter-in-law, otherwise your mother will come to your house with a future wife for you."

Bima:

"Bima does not promise to go home immediately and there is no prospective daughter-in-law who will bring Bima."

Sally:

"If that's what mama is going to do and find a ghost for mama."

Sally:

"This is a picture of Bhishma, your greatest niece. He graduated High School and went to college. He had another vacation to Bali two days ago and nanyain you."

Bima laughed again when he saw a photo of his nephew who turned out to be big and will graduate High School. As Bima remembered her nephew was still SD when he last met.

..........

"Om Bima hasn't come home yet, Mom?"

"The car is in front but the man hasn't come into the house since."

Emi scratched her nape confused, she wanted to say something to Bima about her school that will hold the annual tourism work of third-graders.

If you want to participate in a tourist event, each participant must get permission and signature from his parents or guardian. Obviously Emi was very enthusiastic to join in considering that the activity was only aimed at third-graders.

"Is there anything to talk about?"

"Yes, Mom."

"Wait a minute, do not enter the room before Pak Bima comes. If not, try to look forward," advised Sri's mother.

Emi does the advice of Sri's mother and goes out to meet Bima. Wailing Emi looking for Bima's whereabouts are not visible but his car is already in the yard.

While walking around Emi's house looking for Bima's whereabouts. The sound of a can is clearly heard in Emi's ear and the sound comes from the back of the house.

Slowly Emi stepped foot step by step while turning on the light of her cell phone flashlight.

Trangs...

The sound of a tin can is heard again, Emi is sure there must be someone behind the house. If other girls would definitely choose to run away but not with Emi who has a high curiosity.

Emi turned off her cell phone flashlight so as not to be caught and peeked out from the side of the wall. From her position, Emi could smell the smoke that made her want to vomit.

As much as possible Emi resisted nausea when she saw someone behind the walls of the house was smoking a cigarette and from her mouth came smoke that was so steaming.

Emi opened her eyes wide and glared in disbelief if the person she saw turned out to be Bima. If the right hand holds a cigarette then the left hand of Bima holds a drink can.

To further reassure her, Emi stood facing Bima, pointed the phone at the man and turned on the flashlight.

The light from the phone made Bima glare and turned to the origin of the light. Emi was shocked when she met Bima who again smoked a cigarette in her hand. Emi immediately ran and entered her room, there was fear in Emi's heart after seeing what Bima did.

Seeing the appearance of Bima during this time made Emi not believe if besides drinking alcohol Bima also smoked cigarettes, two things that are very disliked by Emi from a man.

A cigarette that he clamped with his index and thumb back in Bima's suction and exhaled smoke-filled breath into the air. Bima's laughter accompanied the smoke coming out of his nose and mouth.

Emi sat dumbly on her bed imagining Bima smoking a cigarette. Emi's eyes were fixed on a piece of paper on her study table, the approval paper that Bima had to sign if Emi wanted to join the tour.

After spending a cigarette in his hand, Bima went into the house and headed to the kitchen because of thirst.

Must've had a drink.

"Have you met Emi, sir? He was nyariin Pak Bima. Something important he said about school."

After finishing the glass, Bima left the kitchen without answering Sri's mother's question. Before going up to his room, Bima first headed to Emi's room to ask the important things Sri's mother said.

Tock-a-tock

The sound of knocking on the room door made Emi deg-degan. Emi sure wasn't Sri's mother who knocked on her bedroom door. Madam Sri will knock while calling her name. If not Sri's mother then that person is Bima because there are only three of them in the house.

Tock-a-tock

Bima knocked on the door of the room in front of him. Bima was very tired and sleepy, she yawned while kneeling her nape.

Emi gathered the courage to open the door of her room. As expected, when the door of the room opened he immediately saw Bima standing in front of the door. Emi raised her face looking at Bima's appearance from top to bottom.

"Say, what's the point?" ask Bima without further ado.

Emi shook her head, not in tune with what came out of her mouth.

"Tomorrow in the morning" said Emi.

"Say now, hurry!"

Emi wanted to vomit because Bima spoke so close to her face. The smell of drinks and cigarettes makes Emi nauseous, the smell is so piercing the nose.

"I said tomorrow, Bima's drinking."

"Why then if I drink? Is there a problem?"

"I don't like it, people who drink get drunk. If drunk, his brain is usually not sane."

Bima laughed a little at Emi's explanation. Bima also felt that she was a little drunk at the moment but she was still quite sane. Bima lowered her head and looked at Emi's sour-looking face.

"You must be sorry that you liked me after seeing me tonight. Let's say what's necessary?"

Emi went into her room to pick up the paper that Bima had to sign.

"This," gave the paper he was holding.

Bima read the contents of the paper while hearing Emi's explanation.

"The school wants to hold a tourist work and that is every year, especially third-graders. There must be permission and signature of parents or guardians if you want to join the event. The show was two days and one night" Emi explained.

"Then?" bima asked glanced at Emi.

"Yes, I want to come too. Mother does not exist, so Bima om who must sign. The papers should be collected tomorrow."

Emi looks at the pen in Bima's black shirt pocket and undoes her intention to take the pen.

"Wear it," point Emi at the pen in Bima's pocket.

"Is your friend Bian coming too?"

"It's because he's one of the organizers."

Sretti... Sretti...

"Why is it torn?"

Emi's eyes bulldozed to see Bima tear off the paper she gave her to sign.

"That means you are not given permission" said Bima throw a paper tear in his hand.

"But why? There is no reason not to come, if there is also a mother must be given permission," growled Emi clenched both hands.

"As long as your company is not around, I will make the decision as to what you can and cannot do. Go to the bedroom and sleep!" bima resolute.

"But I want to come along, my friends will go along too. Om Bima, I'm coming?"

Bima turned her body and walked towards her room. While climbing the stairs Bima can hear Emi who cursed him.

"Suckers! Om evil, stingy, crazy! I told you to talk tomorrow. It's free to talk to drunk people, their brains are not sane," said Emi.

Nah!

Bima closed her eyes hearing the loud bang on the door of Emi's room as it closed.