Happy Fajarini

Episode 16's

The umpteenth time I complained to some creature of God who was busy showing his faith. When the heart stings in pain, it is Raisa's house that becomes my place of escape. In this small house, I felt calm after having a slow conversation with the children of Raisa who became my new best friend.

I was alone. Can only share my grievances with these little creatures. It's funny that life. Why should I suffer? Why should I have a life like this? As if unconscious, he had tortured a heart that was extremely vulnerable to pain.

I grabbed my backpack and immediately rushed from the sadness that I had always remained quiet. My quick steps swiftly cut the trip. Through thousands of people who are also busy living today. My hair is stretched high in an office suit in general. The difference with other women, I prefer to wear basic pants. And when scheduled to the radio station, I prefer to wear jeans.

"Good morning, Miss Mirna," I said politely.

"Good morning, Miss Rara," she replied no less politely.

Just stale, I went straight into my room. Piles of files are already stacked high and ready to be visited. I smile. Remember, I smile, not complain. This heaping work really helped me forget for a moment the thoughts full of an increasingly cruel world toying with me. My fingers began to dance on the keyboard. While waiting for the loading circle, I glanced at the mirror and blinked one eye. "Spirit!" That's what I'm calling to myself while clenching my hands up.

Tok tok tok tok

"Lake in!" exclaim me. My eyes didn't move from my monitor. I had thought that it was Pinus, my coworker who was often assigned to drop off and pick up files from my room.

Five seconds, ten seconds, thirteen seconds. I didn't hear a word from the person who just walked in. I stopped my fingers. Wryly looking for the person who had knocked on the door and entered. But nil. Suddenly my nape shuddered as I felt someone breathing from behind.

"The shipment report to the East has not been updated." The baritone voice surprised me.

"Mas, w-why is it here?" ask ridiculous. Obviously he is here to monitor everything is fine. After all, he was also the son of the owner of this coffee company.

"Please contact the sender immediately. It should have arrived yesterday, right? And to this day no report of the goods has arrived."

"Well, I'll call right away" I replied, turning my eyes back on the monitor.

There is no longer a word from Mas Kukuh. He just passed me without looking. I raised my fist in the air after the door closed. To be sure, I clearly felt those sassy lips latching on to my neck. And after he acted as if he had nothing wrong. I grunt. For five days I did not greet my husband because of my rejection at that time. The day he banned my move out was the day he again demanded his rights as a husband. But I stick to my stance of not wanting to betray Tegar more deeply.

Ting

"I want to talk to you with four eyes. I wait at the Clarinet Resto after work hours." Write a message from someone who knows my secret.

Well, no one knows my secret. There are. Only one other person besides Mas Kukuh. And I agree to that call to appreciate it.

***

Sat set sat set. That's what I'm doing now, overtaking cars that have trouble moving fast.

"Sorry, Sir. I'm late, huh? Have you been waiting for a long time? As an apology, I'll pay the bill later, okay?" cercak. But the man in front of me ignored my questions and chose to call the waiter of the restaurant.

glegs

"So a-"

"Bak, cofee late with each other's food usually, yeah." Mr. Sam made me cluck but also relieved that I didn't pay for the drinks and food that Mr. Sam ordered before I came.

"You can't take your words, Happy," said Mr. Sam as if he could read my mind.

"But I haven't paid, hehehe."

"Look, your payday date I'm bringing up today. But cut it with our meal bill. I've been waiting for you an hour, you know." I made a joke of it with resignation. "But I'll pay for everything if." he continued.

"Really, Sir?" I'm excited to invite laughter Mr. Sam.

"On condition, you have to tell me your problem honestly," he said, riveting me.

"Ma-what problem? Yes, I paid the bill. Excuse me to the cashier first."

"Strong people are actually stubborn persistent people, Ra. As hard as you want to get away, it will be difficult. Minimal expectations," said Mr. Sam. I landed myself in the chair.

"But you know, right? I just love Stiff. As hard as I can, I'm holding me back, it won't change my feelings in the least. And one more thing, Sukma is also my friend. I knew he would be angry and disappointed with the marriage I had with his girlfriend."

"But everything happened. Not necessarily after all was revealed, Tegar or Sukma want to accept you again. Maybe his heart was broken and he chose to retreat? Continues after that? Where are you going? I'm the only person you're going to go home to, Ra. Just your husband. I'm sure he can make you happy."

"But-"

"I'm the first person who will help you leave if that happens. If Kukuh hurts and betrays you, I will take you away. I promise," insisted Mr. Sam.

I'm just wasting my time here. No one can help me as much as I want. Late in the evening, the sun began to pack up to go shine a light on the other side of the earth. I also packed. Dingy. Angrier. Frustrating.