
“Gimana
Rin, my husband has gone ‘right?” I asked behind the phone that afternoon. Already
a few hours I waited for news from Rini whether Reinard was still waiting for me at
office or not.
I
hearing Rini sigh.
“Udah
mba. There is an operation he said.” Sahut later.
I
let out a sigh of relief.
“Mbak!
What's the problem anyway?” ask Rini later. “Mas Reinard who is usually on and
no blame, it was a mess.”
I
not answering immediately. I put my step to the window. My eyes glare
far away, on the expanse of Jakarta that still looks so busy
even though I saw it from a height. Down there are a few streets
looks stuck. I can imagine how stuck in traffic in the middle of the day
like this in the condition of being chased by work deadlines.
“Custom
lah Rin's. Husband wife.” Sahutku.
“Iyadeeeh
mbak, but pity your real husband mbak Julia earlier.”
I
just a smile that Rini couldn't read.
“Mbak
Julia really doesn't work today?”
“Why
indeed?”
“Craftsmanship
many mbak.”
I
rubbing face. Realize if household problems do not need to be made
work time went awry, and I wasn't supposed to bring my problems either
it's on the job. I have clients, they trust me and of course not
care about my life. So why am I still here now?
“Jude
Rin, I'm leaving in half an hour.” I said. “Oh yes, please buy’in
I blanket the same pillow yes.” An idea suddenly came to my mind.
“Create
what's mbak?”
“Maybe
for the next few days I'm going to sleep in Rin's office. Overtime.” My pretext
before hanging up.
*****
Good luck
I always put a change of clothes in my car, so I don't have to
hard work just to buy clothes to the office. I am indeed
deliberately put some sheets of clothes and shoes in the car because often overtime
and suddenly out of town. So instead of going home, I'd rather keep
some of my daily needs are there. I can't believe that all of that is useful, too
when I have a problem with my husband like this.
Before
at the office, I stopped by a cafe to buy coffee. My concentration in
it takes today, considering last night I couldn't sleep well either.
It turned out that sleeping without Reinard beside me was really not exciting.
My heart aches every time I see the pillow next to me empty. Thinking what
he did without me.
“Thanks
mbak..” I received my coffee cups at the waiters. Then walk towards
automaker.
Weathers
this afternoon was so hot, I walked in a hurry to get to the car.
but when I had just opened my white civic door, the sound of someone holding me back.
“Excuse me..”.
I
look over. I found a man walking towards me. The man's face
stranger, and I think it's the first time I've met him. It's high, though,
in the style of casual clothing. Just wearing an ash t-shirt with blue jeans
belel.
“Iya.”
I stopped the intention of getting into the car.
“Sorry,
does this stuff have you?” he showed me a brown leather wallet
and it's mine.
“Sebentar.”
I opened my totebag. Although I'm sure it's mine, I need to
take it out again if it's not in my bag.
“Iya.
It's got me.” My heart later when my wallet was completely absent
in bag.
Men
it smiled, pasting his dimples.
“Tadi
I found it near the cashier table.” Said. “And sorry, I'm presumptuous to open it.
Because want to make sure that you really are the owner.”
I
smile, then accept the wallet.
“Thanks
yes mas.” I said.
“Sama-sama...”
I
then excuse me to continue the journey, while the mas-mas dimpled
it went back into the cafe. I don't know what he's doing.
****
I
intending to finish my work on time when suddenly
Rosa, who doesn't usually come to my office, appears with her beautiful face
kinked.
“You
why here?” I got up from the chair, looking at my sister who was still standing in the
front door. “Tumben really..”.
Girl
“Why?”
manya curious.
Nothm
answering my question, she cried even louder. Come on, what else
this one? Whether my household problems were not enough until the presence of Rosa also
crying hugged me like this.
“Then
you don't answer, you don't consider yourself possessed anymore. Hurti!” my hardik.
Rosa
raised face. Slowly the pressure began to decrease.
“Papas
nasty to know enggak.” He started telling stories. Stomping his feet with
annoyed when calling the word ‘pap’.
“Sit.”
I pulled his wrist to follow me. We sat down side by side, and Rosa
still sobbing small.
Before
I started a confiding session between the sisters this afternoon, I called Rini first
I used to bring two cans of soda and snacks to my desk. Tak
a long time ago, the woman with heel’s ten centimeters came carrying the tray
it contains food and drink I ordered.
“News
now Ros.” My love when Rini left the room. “There's anything between
you're the same papa.”
Rosa
wiping the tears on her cheeks with the back of her hand. I held back amusedly looking
my sister's behavior is similar to a child like this.
“Sunday
in front of my friends want to go to Singapore mbak.” He started his story. “See concerts
Exo.”
“Terus?”
I frowned.
“Same
papa can't.” Rosa looked upset again. “Which are all my friends
again.”
I
biting lips restrains laughter. So just because of a concert to make
Rosa was so upset with papa and came to my office, even though the distance was home
the office is far away.
“Emang
who's going to go? Any friends?” my many.
Rosa
nodding slowly. “We are making a girlfriend.”
I
I threw my body on the couch.
“Yes
it is clear that Ros cannot. You know papa, right? Yes, until your monkey
can go. Papa would prefer you angratin than ngijinin you go.”
“Lha
how do dong mbak.” Rosa shook my hand. “I want to go.
Want, want, really want.”
“See
on youtube, what is the difference?” godaku's.
Girl
it's rolling a lazy eyeball. “Please on mbaaaaak!” upset mouth.
I
laughingly.
“Stays
the hell leaving?”
“Sunday
front.”
“Judah, ,
sister temenin.” I don't think taking Rosa to Singapore is a bad idea. I could
shopping around there. Let's not strap.
“Totally?”
Rosa jumped. His originally pitch-black face turned sparkling.
“Yes
the time of lying. Also download, want main.”
“Makasiihi
mbak!” Rosa exited until she hugged me tightly.
“Eh.
tau pengaaap!” seruku while menocba released a hug Rosa so tightly.
Girl
it let go of her embrace and kissed me many times.
“Jijut
you're Ros!” my peek.
“Oh
yes, ajakin mas Reinard also yes don't forget!” rosa said later.
“Why
take her?” sahutku upset. “Negak akh.”
“Lah!”
Rosa gawking. “Tumben ngajakin mas Reinard, “
“Dia
busy.” I said looking for an excuse, but basically being lazy because I was
marahan.
Rosa
clucked. “Yakin nih mbak, I'm the same Verrel you know. Want to be a mosquito repellent?’
I
I shook my hand the sign didn't care.
“Neither..
aja. I have my own schedule!” my sahut sure goes hand in hand with
my phone's embroidered.
Ak
get up to my desk, and pick up the phone that had been quiet on the table since.
A foreign number was dancing on the screen.
“Halo...”.
gently sweep.
“………”
“What?!!”
I
jumped out of my place.