Hati Airin Port
Chaptre 02. Be afoot
Menteng, Central Jakarta.
As usual, the capital's traffic this afternoon was congested. Especially in Menteng area. Currently the streets are filled with crowded motor cars that pass by.
Almost all the way was filled with horns and motor exhaust fumes. Julian, who was looking through the window of his seventh-floor study, could only smile.
Either way, the man was like mocking the road users who prefer to drive his car or his motorcycle in this scorching daytime.
"Basic," muttered the man and he immediately flipped his body, until both eyes saw the figure of a middle-aged man who had a firm face and was currently sitting in the front seat of his desk.
Nothing has changed for Julian. The man remained flat-faced or could be said to be flatter than after parting with Airin.
A handsome?
Yes, he is still handsome. His height and weight were still the same as before and his sharp eyes did not disappear either.
The proof at this moment, he was staring at the middle-aged man with a sharp look in his eyes, "What do you need to come here?" julian asked coldly as he moved to sit in front of the middle-aged man, who actually moved up with his right hand pointing a gun at the temple, Julian.
"Say! Where are you hiding my daughter!" sue the man with a sharp eye and tightened jaw.
From the look in his eyes, the man seemed to have gotten used to doing what he was currently doing. Even at this moment he did not let out the slightest fear or tremble.
Julian himself was still sitting quietly. He really did not feel afraid even though he was currently being held by a gun.
"Daughter? Who?" asked Julian who really did not know which direction the middle-aged man he did not know was speaking.
"Clara, the last time she saw you, wasn't she?" said the middle-aged man with the same tone and facial expression.
Julian who heard that raised both eyebrows, "Clara? My daughter? Are you the father of that cheap woman?" guess Julian in a still-relaxed tone, "look, I don't care who you are or who. But, listen carefully. I've never had anything to do with that girl again. So, go and find it yourself!" julian added in a stern tone and it managed to make the middle-aged man pull his hand back.
The man did not speak and he immediately left quietly. Julian who saw that shook his shoulders indifferently.
He chose to lower his gaze to look at the picture frame showing the figure, Airin, "I'll come pick you up" the man murmured as he opened the drawer and pulled out a ring.
***
Brooklyn, New York, United States.
Tonight, Brooklyn Bridge appears to be gleaming with colorful lights installed on the sides.
The Brooklyn Bridge is a bridge that connects the Brooklyn district with Manhattan. Tonight, the bridge is not too crowded because maybe the clock has shown at dawn.
Twelve o'clock at night. Yes, because of the difference in time as much as twelve hours, we are now New York shrouded in the darkness of the night and very different from in Jakarta.
However, fortunately many street lights are installed to make the night atmosphere look bright.
In one of the houses in the center of Brooklyn, precisely in a second-floor stopover building with a front yard looks spacious.
The color of the wall paint is white but slightly yellow, making an ancient feel radiate out of the building. Deep into the house, the typical nuances of European times are more pronounced with the number of sculpture that adorns the corners of the room.
The typical Indonesian man spoke with a firm nad ayang. He just came down from the second floor.
While from the direction of the sofa in the family room, a beautiful woman with a typical European face with brownish black hair, raises half her head.
The woman is currently watching a television broadcast showing a woman who has just given birth to a child.
"Yes, I know. But, somehow I feel scared. (Yes, I know. But, I don't know why I'm scared.)" The woman who has a typical Italian facial line said with a smile, but harbored fear.
The man who had just descended to the first floor immediately walked over to his wife. Yes, that woman— Annemarie Satriawan is the wife of Raka Satriawan.
Yes, Raka. The same man who one year ago admitted to being single to Airin. Actually, Raka is married. Even the marriage has been going on for four years.
So, that single St. that one year ago he told Airin was a lie. However, regarding friendship, they were indeed friendly.
Then, for the love story. They used to be stuck in monkey love, but it used to be well, because after moving Raka's life changed drastically.
Raka who initially loved monkeys to Airin long ago forgot the boy and after stepping into adulthood, he met Anne and they both got involved in the feeling of love.
It could be said Raka and Anne married based on love and their household life is fine. However, the news is not good, Anne was sentenced to barren.
Though the woman desperately wanted to have children, but God played the destiny of their lives.
"What are you afraid of, Anne?" asked Raka while framing the face of the wife.
Anne shakes her shoulders, "I don't know, but- (I don't know, but-)"
"You're afraid I'm really in love with her, sweetheart?" cut Julian guess.
Anne was silent and it was a sign that what was said, Raka was right. Yes, it is undeniable that the woman was very afraid.
Even though Raka said that she would only pretend, but still Anne was afraid that her husband was trapped. How not, the woman he knew named Airin was a former lover of her husband's childhood. So, it could be.
"Anne, Listen. I only love you and always will, sweetheart." Raka said with eyes full of seriousness.
Anne who heard that shook her head and she immediately rushed into the arms of the husband, "I hope so," he said in the arms of the husband.
Raka who heard the words of the wife implied by the worry could only remain silent. She patted Anne's back affectionately, 'I'll make you happy no matter what,'
...T.B.C...
I got a story recommendation, guys. The title is "After Darkness" by the author, "SkySal"
The story is good and definitely makes fun.
Wait what else? Yuk.
