Duren Palm

Fall over duren (Revision)

Jogjakarta.

Three years ago.

"Mang, the Safira Hotel's opening ceremony is at 7 p.m., right?" asked Ardi to Udin who was wiping the car glass.

"Yes, Den," Udin replied as he removed the equipment. He knew the boss was going to drive the car he had just cleaned.

Looking at the watch, Ardi then said, "It's still five o'clock in the afternoon, so I want to take a walk first, Mang. Chopped inside."

"Good, Den."

Driving leisurely, Ardi drove his car to the beach not far from the hotel. Take a walk to get tired. A day in the meeting room makes it saturated and requires a relaxed atmosphere to replenish its spirit.

Before long, Ardi arrived at the intended place. The stretch of white sand and the roar of the waves that hit the beach lips quite relieves the fatigue that Ardi feels. He set foot along the edge of the beach, enjoying the afternoon sunset that only leaves an orange color on the horizon.

"Udah, Shinta. Enough, I'm wet."

The sound of screeching and loud ruckus entered the hearing senses of the thinly decomposed man. It leaves a very curious feeling. Ardi offers a view. Sweeping the beach with capitalized light that only a little from the sun. And the net also caught the figure of two teenagers who were still in gray white uniforms. They were playing with the waves. Their laughter was so loose that Ardi unconsciously stepped foot, approached, approached the two girls.

"Oh my God, Stella ...." Ardi muffled the sound so as not to squeal. He knew Stella was long dead. It was just that he was so happy, his eyes were suddenly teary. How grateful she was after seeing one of the students from a close distance. The long-haired girl who was scattered back, so earthy and charming. A figure so similar to Stella. Starting from the nose, eyes, lips to their smiles are exactly the same. It's just that the teenage body isn't as tall as Stella's.

Really, Ardi wanted to hug her, hold her and kiss the long-lost figure. However, he paused his intention until he knew for sure who the girl in the horse.

Hotelis.

Ardi thinned his lips, satisfied. He looked at the picture in his right hand. Photos that he got after asking for help on some of his men.

"So, your name is Rianti."

*****

Given the incident, Ardi's uneasiness grew even higher. He got out of his car just to breathe fresh air. However, unexpectedly, Rianti also walked out of the store. He crossed the road and headed towards Ardi who was in the parking lot of a building materials store.

"Where is the girl going? What's in his hand?"

Ardi knitted his brows. Nervousness suddenly spread throughout the body as Rianti started walking closer towards him. Lha ... lha why is he coming towards me? Ardi. Resisting anxiety. Thinking just in case Rianti had been aware of his behavior all along - stalking.

Their distance is getting closer.

Two meters.

One meter.

Half meter.

Unexpectedly, there were two small children running around on Rianti's body. Rianti who hard-earned to keep the balance finally faltered. He tried to hold on to something so as not to fall and what he could achieve at that time was the Ardi tie.

Brugh!!!

An event so fast. With just one blink of an eye, Rianti had been lying on the ground while Ardi was on it. Aish, what a shame.

"Pardon me, sir, can you stand." Rianti pushed softly on the chest of the man who had befallen him.

Ardi is of course a disaster. He forgot that he was still piercing Rianti's small body. Some pedestrians even noticed the two of them with astonished gazes.

"Eh, yes .. yes ... sorry." Ardi stood up straight as he extended a hand.

The jedder!

It feels like being struck by lightning. Rianti panicked, his heart anchored like a war drum. How not? The paint bucket he was carrying had landed right on the glass of a car.

"Oh, God." Ardi hissing furiously.

Rianti lowered his gaze, afraid. "Pardon me, T-mister, I really didn't mean it." Stuttering, Rianti squeezed his fingers.

Ardi looked at Rianti's trembling body. This is my chance to get you.

"Sorry you said! You think you can apologize for turning my windshield around like it was!" snapped Ardi. His voice was so blaring that it made Rianti's ears ring for a moment.

"I'm really sorry, Mr ..." Rianti spoke with a trembling voice. His fingers were as numb as he repeatedly incited them firmly. "I will pay the loss Mr" he added.

Ardi pulled next to his lips. You're starting to fall into my trap, Rianti.

Putting on a ferocious face, Ardi stared full of anger at Rianti who was still bowing his head. "Well, if that's what you want. I'll give you until Friday, and call me when you get the money." Giving his card, Ardi again continued the word, "But, if not, it means you have to pay with your body. Understand."

Rianti was surprised to hear the words of the foreign man in front of him. There were so many questions that he wanted to ask, but his tongue was like a joke. He just stood like a statue until without realizing it, the person who had just given him the ultimatum had vanished from the front.

"Ah, what apa, anyway." Rianti bowed listlessly. He wants to be angry, wants to express frustration, but it is free. It's all been happening. And that was due to his own carelessness. With a gontai step, Rianti walked towards the shop where he worked.

"Ri, wait!"

Someone from behind called out his name. The figure of a plain shirt boy that Rianti knows is named Zul, the parking lot man at his place of work.

"Why, Bang?" Weak-talked. Rianti put himself in the front seat of the shop. Gathering energy and lives that are lost due to that damn heel.

Concerned, Zul who saw the incident felt sorry for Rianti. "So what's your plan?"

Sighing long, Rianti put his back on the back of the chair. "You know how else, Bang. I'm going to the bank tomorrow to get my savings," he said, looking down. He did not expect, the results of his efforts to work for months would disappear in an instant.

"That's an expensive car, Ri. The car is a Bentley Continental GT that costs 8 M. If for the repair of the car glass at least need 500 million," explained Zul the parking attendant.

"What?!" Rianti gaped, courage became increasingly shriveled to hear the explanation from Zul. Where would he find that much money? Even if you have asked for help from your parents, it will still not be enough. Crazy, I'm going crazy. Rianti exhaled. It felt so heavy, so tight, so painful.

Again, with a slightly dragged step, Rianti pushed the door made of glass. His strength runs out, even to answer Shinta's question who asked him alone, he is not strong.

Approaching Rianti, Shinta shook her best friend's shoulder. He was astonished and worried at once. Unusual Rianti's face was grim. "Ri, what exactly are you, anyway?" shinta Protest. I don't know how many times the same question floated from his lips. But still, it was not answered by the owner of the name.

Rianti suddenly relaxes the legs and sits down with his knees closed to his face. He was confused, how to deal with the big problems that were waiting for him. He just cried, roared behind his cashier's desk. The situation that made Shinta and the other friends just glanced at each other, confused.

With a sobbing, Rianti told him everything. From Haikal's orders to the misfortune that befell. And again, Rianti's tears that had subsided back sliding profusely. Make Kelly and the others just corroborate from their verbs. "Steady one, yes. Patient, yes. God willing, there is a way." Those are the words his friends say.

It is different with Shinta.

"Here's her business card," Pinta Shinta who was still in a crouching position.

"For what?"

"We're looking for info on this guy."

With his name and mobile phone in hand, Shinta started surfing the internet. Look for any article about Ardi and digest all of that story.

"Oh my god. Turns out she's a widower, Ri."