Happy Fajarini
Episode 5's
I chose to leave early this morning. Passing through the humans who were looking at me strangely. I almost never met the dawn. But this time, I decided to say hello. Look at him expectantly, may this day be bright. So too with me. From the last ten minutes my phone kept ringing. A name that never seemed desperate to contact me. I'm indifferent. Choosing to enjoy the coolness of natural breath without pollution. I remembered Hardcore. I forgot to preach it. I wanted to tell her about my love that thrived perfectly. I want to be like the sky that always loves twilight in its own way. I also want to be like a pair of goose birds who are always with their soulmates until the end of life. I want to love Tegar anytime. My love is huge. Hah, my words are too much but that's how someone if always struck by romance.
"Drink first." A tall man thrust a bottle of mineral water at me. I grinned while accepting it. I don't know how far I walked from the apartment. Make my thirst dry. I looked at the people who were starting their day.
"Gapain come here?" my many.
"So didn't accidentally see the Happy who lost his Stiffness. So I'm samperin deh, afraid later Happy nyari Tegar others. It'll be Kasian the Mahameru." I screeched in response to the words of Mulyana, a friend of Tegar. I'm not gonna do that, Stiff. No other Rigid. Even a speck of water in the meadow knows that I really love you. I hope there will never be a wound, even though I am the one who is assembling the wound.
At 07.00 WIB. Time to hurry up the day. For the future that I and Tegar always dreamed of. Living together is enough, having sons and daughters who can live well, and staying side by side in times of joy and steadfastness. There is no sadness, only joy and freshness. I hope that.
My feet stepped and continued to step until I reached the front gate of the company where I worked. I don't know what my body smells like now. Whatever, I don't care. For me work. There is no need to spread too much charm and seek attention. It's enough to be competent, not grandiose.
"Happy Fajarini!! Have you never paid attention to your appearance at work? Look, your body odor and your shabby clothes are so unprofessional. Very inappropriate for your position in this company!" An old woman is harassing me. I'm just chuckling. There is no time to take care of subordinates who are not nearly the same degree as me.
"Damn. Apparently being made into a golden child made her bigger head," the female support quipped that made my ears itch.
I immediately struggled with my laptop when I turned it on. Making sure my work is done perfectly. The company monkeys are still busy gossiping me. I'm a regular.
"Her-denger she's dating the subsidiary owner of this company. Pantes is the golden boy."
"In this office CCTV still works well. And I've reached out to the superiors to watch your drama this morning. So, don't blame me if your favorite chairs will be replaced with new people who are more professional and maintain their attitude well," I said without turning my eyes to them while holding back the laughter.
"Congratulations to Glee Fajarini. Today, you have two years in this company. Applause dong everyone!" Buk Mirna, my enthusiastic co-worker.
"Thank you everyone, I'm nobody here without you. It's a celebration for all of us." They cheered. Behind the door came a man in a neat uniform with a very professional hairdo. Who else if not the boss and subsidiary owner of this company, Mr. Sam.
"Happy two years, Happy Fajarini." I returned his hand. Mr. Sam gave me a trophy and a charter of appreciation. This is the second time I've got it. All officers are the same as me. There are awards every year. I'm grateful that the bosses are satisfied with my performance. I promise I'll be more active after this. Not after this, but starting from this moment.
Today is so relaxing. Mr. Sam made a small event to get closer to us. He has a good person, even we never once heard the sloping news about him. Many women crave him, but the cool widower is not at all interested in starting a new relationship. Probably trauma. A little story, Mr. Sam is the older brother of Mas Kukuh.
It was evening, time for the feet to walk again to end the day. I immediately rushed to find the wheeled horse I was ready to ride. No pleasantries. I need to get home soon. Of course with a reason to avoid Mas Kukuh. I'm not angry, it's just that I don't want to talk to her about anything. I'm lazy. Eight minutes ago Tegar called me. He said he should stop in two days. I didn't ask what the reason was. I just gave him understanding and said that I was longing. It sounds ridiculous to people who have never felt what it is like to fall deeply in love.
Ten minutes of travel without traffic jams. I finally got to the front of the apartment. With hasty steps I entered. No matter what julid looks like. I just want to hurry up before Mas Kukuh gets home. I saw a clock curled around my wrist. I impatiently waited for the elevator door to open.
"Good Mom, how are you?" greet my neighbors who cross paths with me. I just answered that I was okay. I said goodbye because I was in such a hurry. I pressed the numbers attached to the left side of my apartment door. As soon as it opened, I locked it from the inside. Don't want anyone else to break in.
I threw the origin of my shirt and my base pants. Started to lay my body on a minimalist sofa with only the top pliers and hotpants attached to my body. It feels like today is really crazy. Go blind in the morning, go home running like a horse. I want to get married with Tegar quickly. I want him to immediately say his good intentions. But it can't right now. God, I don't know what my scenario will be like after this. My eyes are five watts. It is no longer strong to pump the weight of eyelashes. But a second later, my eyes accidentally saw a box that read Happy Enjoying lying on the dinner table. Like getting a durian crumbling down, my eyes instantly sparkled. Especially seeing there is a bottle of penguin stamped soy sauce beside him. I who was impatient immediately grabbed the box containing the martabak. I haven't eaten since this morning. While at the office, of course I was reluctant to eat a lot of snacks.
One bite melted in my mouth. Perfect blend of martabak and soy sauce.
"She's sick, huh, Dek?" The sound of the baritone made me choke on my own food. Grabbing the water that the man poured. I was stunned after finishing a glass of water. Mas Steady?
