Has Been Hanged

30. Data Change

The man who suddenly felt stifled just finished flushing slowly. With all his isya'nya in a mini mushola in the room. Now it looks fresh wearing a casual shirt that is attached to the right in his sturdy athletic body.

Shahdan turned on the television and let it go without looking for the best channel he might like. Looks like turning on the black object of the box was just a sagging hand and just wanted to drive away the quiet air in the room.

The two sharp eyeballs did not stare at the television screen, but looked down at the phone screen in hand. There was something he might have been thinking about very much.

Andi's assistant has informed Blitar that all new documents accompanying the issuance of the marriage book have been published and received. Among them include the Resident Identity Card and Family Card containing the name of Ratria and himself. In both identifiers, Ratria is recognized to live and address in Surabaya following the address of Shahdan just like that. And Shahdan felt guilty about it.

"Daddy,,!!"

"And,,!"

"And,! Come on out, eat!"

It was Anisa's call from outside the room. The mother felt that Shahdan had been in the room for so long and did not come out. Khairy and Kahfi had even finished eating casually. But the firstborn did not also see the nose of his nose on the table.

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Almost a month Ratria intern at PT Telkom with always excited...

"Rat, there was a message from Hendra. You were asked to go to her room after lunch" said one woman and then sat down to eat in front of Ratria who had just nodded.

"When did Hendra say, ma'am,,?" ask Ratria. Seeing Silva, a fellow apprentice classmate but two years older than him.

"Just now, just as I passed in front of your work space to the cafeteria," Silva explained as he opened the rice box which was a ration from Telkom.

"Most requested our ID card. You see, I was also just asked by my division leader. Make the latest endorsement before payday. Let's be sure we don't do any data falsification. It's tight" Silva said before launching a spoonful of rice and side dishes into his mouth.

"Yes, mom. Where's your first study going, ma'am,,?" Ratria smiled very brightly. It feels pounding considering in a moment will feel receiving his first salary.

"Where to go, Rat. Just go to Blikot, Rat. Culinary in the square is also cool. Simple," replied Silva also seemed excited.

"All of you stop by yuk's tomb, madam. People far away come. We close people never make pilgrimages. Ha.ha.." said Ratria laughing with the facts.

"Rubber, Rat. Udah freed with great difficulty, make nengokin his tomb aja ogah. Hi,,,hi," Silva said, feeling less self-conscious.

What they mean is to want to pilgrimage to the tomb of the Indonesian proclamator around Blitar city, namely Mr. Soekarno. One of the diplomats fighters as well as the independence of the nation and the state of Indonesia from the clutches of the arms of the crazy nations. He was later appointed as the first president of the country. Alongside the father of the other proclamator, the beloved father Hatta!

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Ratria was already standing in Hendra's room and right in front of his boss' desk.

"Sit down, Ratria," said Hendra softly with a dim look at Ratria.

"Take out your ID, Rat. If it's payday, where do you want to go?" Hendra smiled.

"Wind to the town square, mas. Same Silva," Ratria said with a smile. Stretching out the prepared ID sheet secretly in the pocket of his uniform.

"Will Hendra come, then,?" Ratria. Apparently he doesn't mind. Hendra nodded and smiled with relief.

"But I asked Silva first, mas. You want the motions to Blikot, he who bickers me, mas," said Ratria with a face please understand.

Once again Hendra nodded, his face slightly disappointed. Then press the keyboard on the computer. Moments speechless. Suddenly there was a wrinkle on his forehead. Repeated typing the keyboard by looking at KTP Ratria carefully. The forehead is getting wrinkled. Hendra looked at Ratria.

"Rat, are you taking care of a new ID,?" asked Hendra astonished. Ratria shook his head quickly.

"No, my mom. What am I doing again. It's been a lifetime, what's the matter, man,?" ratria asked in surprise.

"Population Parent Number aka NIK in Ka Te Pe you invalid, Rat," explained Hendra while cradling a card with a picture of a graceful girl in his hand.

"Lho, how invalid, mas? I really don't take care of the new one" Ratria explained confusedly.

"Try me later this afternoon, Rat. If you still fail, you go to the RT sir's house just so fast. Ask for your letter of validity ka te pe. I'll wait, Rat." Hendra extended the ID card back to Ratria.

Ratria accepted it in confusion. Then stand back and forth will come out of Hendra's room. I forgot not to say goodbye. Some possibilities are spinning around in that pretty hooded head.

"Mas, can ya, ka te pe it suddenly changed with its own processing,?" Ratria turned around again not so stepping. Hendra seemed to think for a moment.

"Maybe it can be with certain circumstances, Rat," replied Hendra while appearing to think.

"What a certain circumstance is like death, and.." The answer that was already on the tip of the tongue was withheld by Ratria.

"Marriage can be, Rat. Or suddenly become president, ha,,ha,ha," w.a., Hendra has connected the words of Ratria in his first sentence.

Ratria felt himself being a bit swirling. Immediately shifted a little so that the sensation of dizziness disappeared.

"Mas, I'll excuse you. God willing, if until the afternoon is still invalid, I asked RTku sir, yes."

Ratria paused and turned to walk away from Hendra's room with a shunt. Realize that he is starting to get into trouble from his marriage with the forcible, Shahdan. The beautiful girl hooded at work felt very upset at her heart.

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Until the time to fill the absence of return, Hendra memghampiri and said that the results of the NIK KTP Ratria enter are still the same as the results, INVALID. Ratri came home with a million pressing feelings. Sad, confused, angry and all-round there is no certainty.

Silva said that one of his friends who worked in the government office was forced to stop working. Because in the internship period has changed status at KTP, from girl to marital status. And the office cannot accept any reason given.

For this reason Ratria felt sad and upset. Sure that he too is threatened with trouble. And the worst possibility is to end in dismissal. Ah, it feels so restless.

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Mr. Eko stopped his motorbike right in front of the Ratria house fence. There was a car parked outside the fence, a little in front of Mr. Eko stopped his bike.

"Whose car is this, ning ? Looks like a guest at your house," asked Mr. Eko commenting. Ratria.

"No idea, sir. Who is it,,?" ratria asked back. While extending twenty-five thousand rupiah money to Pak Eko. And the man drove away after saving the money and said goodbye to Ratria.