For Kahiyang

3. Old Man Sucks (II)

"No sudden business, you're taking an online taxi home!" kahiyang said on the phone when he contacted Brenda. Her sister was busy calling her because she did not come to pick her up.

"What business? brother has a girlfriend?" chirp Bitna beside Brenda. Kahiyang.

"Ngaco you deck! come home, take a taxi. Tell me Mama, brother has important business. Hye!" Kahiyang severed the unilateral connection. He did not want to hear his brothers' carelessness. It was enough to hear the Earth talk a lot.

Kahiyang took another taxi to Bitna and Brenda schools. He was sure the old man had left with his car.

"Sir, just go in until the end. Senior lobby." the message to the taxi driver.

"Okay, Non." she replied.

The distance between his father's hospital and the school is not too far away, but it is quite time-consuming because of the density of vehicles. Coinciding with school-going hours.

The school was already seen deserted from the beginning of the taxi that Kahiyang boarded into the school area. Kahiyang was increasingly convinced the man had gone home. Looking at the vast parking lot already looks empty without a vehicle.

However, his disappointment surfaced while looking from a distance. The two cars that were still parked were exactly the same as when he left this morning.

Kahiyang looked lethargicly at his car. The old man has not left. The car is still there. Still parked across.

"It sucks! it's almost this afternoon, still not out yet? Freak! kayak has no family" he grumbled. The lobby that the man entered was already closed. Kahiyang mondar mandir's.

Kahiyang continued to grumble until someone approached him in a distinctive blue white uniform and a black stick on his waist.

"Sir, who are you looking for?" ask a security guard.

"Emm .. who owns this car, sir. All the teachers have gone home, but why is he the only one who hasn't come home yet?" kahiyang asked while pointing at the car that was passing in front of him.

"Oh, this is Satria's car. He had come home, picked up by his wife. Maybe it was deliberately lived here," explained the security guard. Kahiyang. He waited for hours. It turns out that guy's been home since. Damn it, Inner Kahiyang.

"Keep my car, what about sir? it can't come out" asked Kahiyang frustratedly. Designating Satria's car.

"So, I tried to push. Who knows the car is not on the handbrake" said the security guard, walking to the back of the car. He tried to push and the result...

"Well, on the handbrake. Can not this," - push again - "already, gini aja mbak. Tomorrow I'll be here again. From here until morning" he advised. Suggestions that make Kahiyang even more annoyed.

"Can't! I have to go home now with my car, too," - pointing the car - "Please, please contact him. Tell him to come here, take the car! I don't want to wait for tomorrow. I want it now!" Kahiyang kicked the car tire because he was very upset. Time wasted.

"But mbak-" said the father was cut off.

"I don't want to know. Anyway now! Right now! " cut Kahiyang firmly.

"Yes .. yes mbak," the security guard nodded, then reached into his cell phone in his pants pocket. Trying to call Satria's mobile number.

The first ring.the second ring, the new one.

"Hello, what's the problem at school, sir?" ask Satria directly without being stale. In the mind it is only about the state of the school.

"Anu .. This, sir. There was a woman who claimed her car was blocked by my father's car" he explained. Kahiyang was upset by the guards' words.

"I don't say. This is my car!" sela Kahiyang, a snapping tone then pulled out the key and squeezed it. "See! it's my car." pointed at his own car that beeped beep.

"Ah, right sir. This is his mbak car. How is this sir?" ask the security guard again.

"How do you ask how? tell him to come here. Move car!" sela Kahiyang again. Satria who heard it from there, kept the phone away from the ear. Kahiyang's voice was very loud.

"Jude, hurry!" kahiyang.

"Yes, yes, mbak,"

"Hello, how about sir?" ask again to Satria.

" ..............................." said Satria and then closed the connection directly. Satria was with his wife and son having dinner. Not to be disturbed. Moreover, he remembered who the school security guard meant. A beautiful girl who is haughty and has no brains. According him.

"Where, sir? what did he say? he's coming here, right? take this car?" the questions Kahiyang asked.

"Oh my goodness, ma'am. This child is not very impatient. One one by the way!" suryo.

"It's almost night, sir. My mom must have been waiting at home. I have to go home soon!" answer Kahiyang. Car trouble since this morning, not even finished.

"Yes, I know it's late. Therefore, I just go home. Do I drive or do I order a taxi?" Suryo asked casually. Kahiyang's face was getting upset.

"Why would you be the father who would take me? why book a taxi? I'll ask, tell the man to come here. Move this car!" pointed at Satria's car with anger.

"But that's a message from Mr. Satria. He is busy, can not come and take care of small things like this," said Suryo. In accordance with what Satria said to him.

"Huh?? little thing? Cuneiform!" as Kahiyang said, The old man really sucks.

"OK .. If I don't want to move this car, I use my own way. Don't protest! Quiet down!" kahiyang. Then he contacted someone.

"Hello, help me now! Hurry along! brenda School." he said.

Just waiting for about fifteen minutes, a tow truck arrived in front of the school gate.

"What's this, ma'am?" ask the guard at the main post.

"I was given a duty by Mr. Satria to transport his car. He said strike." replied the tow driver. The words he got from the message Kahiyang sent. And it turned out powerful.

Crane trucks are allowed in. His voice sounded to where Kahiyang was standing at this moment. Standing next to his car. Kahiyang smiled triumphantly. While Suryo was astonished by Kahiyang's behavior.

"Mom, isn't it wrong?" ask Suryo.

"Say he's a small thing, isn't he? okay ... I finished it myself! so I'm not wrong!" answer Kahiyang.

"Bang .. now!" yell at the tow truck driver.

"Ready, bbak!"

Satria's car has been lifted onto a tow truck. Kahiyang clapped his hands, a sign of this small problem he had solved.

"Give her the same address!" point Kahiyang at the truck driver. Suryo nodded. Wouldn't give Satria's address.

"Thankyou .. bye, Mr. Suryo," waved his hand and drove his car out of school. Suryo returned a slow wave, only this time he met a stubborn beautiful girl.

Kahiyang chanted a cheerful song. It felt so relieved to deal with that old shitty guy.

To be Continued...