Has Been Hanged
05. Stepbrother
The day was bright and the wall clock was eight o'clock. The alarm on Ratria's phone has been calling. Forcing the owner to get up and take a shower. By forced the sleepy-eyed beautiful girl obeyed the executioner of her own creation. And not long to dress up, just make up yourself in the way and reasonable.
The tall strapping body in the kitchen quite surprised Ratria. The man he suspected was still sleeping, turned out to be dapper and neat. His stepbrother did not wake up this morning. So only this time it's together.
Rio was making coffee in a small white cup. The smell of coffee blowing, tickling the beautiful nose of Ratria. The scrumptious shade of hot coffee, has warmed his head.
"Hi, Rio mas, how are you,?" greet Ratria clumsily. The man looked up as he walked into the kitchen.
"hem, okay. Are you awake,?" asked the young man while taking a quick glance, then looked back down.
"Already, mas. Get down to Wlingi quickly." Ratria explained without being asked. Feeling pleased with his stepbrother's attitude that turned a little warm this time.
"Bargan only. I will also go down to the city," Rio replied. A spoon to stir the coffee is placed on the edge of the cup holder.
Rio no longer waited for Ratria's reply. He turned around and quickly left the kitchen. Maybe go to the room to get down to town.
Ratria sighed and threw out a sense of tension. Surprised by the usual change in attitude of half-brothers who were indifferent and uncaring, there was now a favor for him. This is the first meeting in five months. Rio rarely gets a vacation from his airline in Juanda.
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The fashionable girl with a neat hood, symmetrical and sweet, has been handed down by her stepbrother right in front of a magnificent building that reads PT Telkom-Wlingi. Stalling the newly released helmet from the head on his half-brother.
"Thank you, yes, sir" said Ratria with a sweet smile.
"Just leave this helmet on the inside daycare. When you're done, send me a message. I'll take you," Rio said surprisingly. A good offer that Ratria did not expect. This was their first conversation since coming out of the kitchen at home.
"I don't have your number, ma'am," Ratria said. Hope Rio gave her number.
"Get out your phone," Rio pleaded without looking at Ratria.
Rio quickly wrote his mobile number on Ratria's phone and saved it. Then it was returned to the one who had it in silence. And slid away without saying a word to her half-sister.
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Ratria was sitting upright with a thumping heart. The long-awaited interview call finally arrived. And the tension with sitting still, waiting in front of a man in thick glasses was finally over.
"Welcome to join us at PT Telkom Wlingi branch, Ratria" the man said at last, after speaking and asking Ratria with some discussion.
"So, I've been accepted, sir, ?" ratria asked half in disbelief, especially when the catfish nodded seriously at her.
It was easy to get a job. To him... Not necessarily someone else will be as easy as him.
"You were actually recommended by someone, Ratria, specifically" the man responded. The man with the name Sofian on the name tag attached to his right chest.
"I'm a special recommendation? Who has very well recommended me, sir,?" ratria asked with wide clear eyes.
"Mas Hendra's. You can confirm it directly to him. But these three days, Mr. Hendra is out of town." Sofiyan looked at Ratria closely. Then buy two transparent packages. Like a red shirt.
"Go in two days and meet me. This is your uniform. Only the boss. Every size. For subordinates and veils, you can adjust yourself," explained Sofyan. The hooded girl in front of him was nodding in response.
"While not, sir. Thanks though. Excuse me. Assalamu'alaikum," said Ratria as he stood up. Welcomed Sofian's hand before leaving the room.
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Ratria did not go straight home. But taking his foot to walk down the sidewalk after coming out of Telkom's office gate. Towards a green park in the heart of the sprawling, shady town of Wlingi.
Dozens of old giant trees filled the garden and very cold. The breeze that continues to blow, greet and stroke every visitor who comes.
The spread of the game arena, wifi spots, fish ponds, blow ponds, mushola and various animals in confinement, is a special attraction for visitors. Other than there is no charge to enter. Except the cost of parking levy is two thousand.
Ratria really wants to enjoy the moment down the mountain. We spent almost two hours in the park. If you do not remember maybe Rio has gone home and stuck maghrib when he came home. The girl did not want to move.
The stepbrother had already reached the garden gate after trying to send him a message ten minutes ago. Justifying the helmet and passing the favorite bike after Ratria also wears his helmet, then ride well in the bonce.
As always, travel is mute without a word of conversation. Even Rio did not ask for the results of his job application. Ratria of course was not surprised, it was already the nature of a half-brother. Just being extremely grateful, Rio was still in the city and had yet to climb the mountain leaving him.
A typical mountain trail motor with two passengers, speeding very fast. The favorite motorbike Rio obtained since Junior High. And only twice this Ratria had the opportunity to ride and be hugged by the owner.
The first was when I just enrolled in college from the city of Malang. Ratria was forced to walk on his way home. Because of the night and there is no ride. The base object at the intersection is empty. Long awaited, not a single object came. Ojol, over there,, no!
Mr. Eko is still taking passengers out of town. After failing to contact anyone, he was desperate and intended to walk through the forest seven kilometers to the plantation. I don't want to be stuck on a trip. Such a desperate walk is common for plantation children. No exception to the beautiful Ratria.
And at half the mileage, suddenly Rio who was on college break, passed by and stopped beside him. Who then transports Ratria in the boncegan. As usual, they were quiet with no conversation along the way. Then and now that has not changed much.
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Maghrib is almost here. Suddenly halfway through the journey, the trail bike stopped suddenly. It has been tried many times to turn on in various ways, the machine does not also work.
"If there is a vehicle passing by, just stop it" Rio said briefly.
Ratria nodded, understanding her brother's intentions. This was very common on the way to the plantation. Expecting lift. It's like a mythical oath. The distance traveled in half the percutani journey to the garden was often a problem. Probably because of the sharp corners that were passed before.
"We're on the road" Rio said as he walked forward guiding the jammed motorbike. Feel like giving up and failing after trying to touch the machine at some crucial point.
"Yes, brother,!" welcome Ratria excited. Feel like you have not walked on foot on the road and split the forest at perhutani. Forgetting about Maghrib.
They hurriedly chased the mahhrib. Ratria walked quickly in front of her because her brother told her to. Rio was walking to lead the bike with a straight view while occasionally looking down.
Tin,,!!!
There was a horn sound from far behind them. Rio immediately propped up the bike and shifted a little to the road. Waiting for a vehicle to appear behind the corner.
Ciiit..!!!
The vehicle braked suddenly. Rio insisted on not pulling over while reading the gelagat if the vehicle wanted to not care about the wave of his hand.
