
How could Bagas tell about his silly attitude when he was with Aisyah to Devan. Could be dead tick him. If with Eryn he can be frankly flirting, even admitting to liking her. Another difference if it is related to Aisha. It went awry.
"If you don't want to tell a story, no problem. May your business Aish cepet. Emm, if you want mah, I can help make your soul mate with her." Devan stands up from Bagas' desk. He had finished checking one by one job application that Aisyah brought.
"Seriously?" ask Bagas. Devan nodded. He saw Bagas' excited expression.
"But, it's not so, deh," said Bagas. He suddenly had no confidence. How strange
"Where are you." Devan shrugged both of his shoulders. He then left Bagas's study, headed to his own office. It's time to go home. Devan will pack.
***
"Drrrrrrttttttt!" device Devan vibrates. Friction with his workbench caused a creaking sound. Looking at it for a moment, the flickering screen showed a row of figures calling out.
New number? Wh who?
Not long after, the device managed to stick to his left ear.
"Hallo, assalamualykum?" ask Devan.
"Wa alaykumussalam warahmatullah wabarakatuh." A woman's voice came out from across there. Reflex, Devan swallows his own spit. A voice he had not heard for a long time. It also filled the days of his past. Suddenly his heart was beating very fast.
"There, what, Rani?" ask Devan. He's so nervous.
"Are you busy? I'm asking for Mamah's number, is there?" ask Rani. His voice was shaking as if he was about to cry.
*What's up?
Why look for Mamah*?
"Hallo, Van," call Rani again. He waited a long time but there was no confirmation. Rani just does not know, if Devan is fighting against the stubbornness of his heart and mind.
"Hallo, hello," he called again. Devan still didn't answer. For a moment Rani thinks about ending the call, maybe the connection is interrupted or the signal is not friendly. But, he immediately abandoned his intentions. When I heard Devan's breath from across the street.
"Yes, there, you ... how are you?" devan asked while trying to keep thinking sane.
"Thank God be good, Van. There are important things I want to talk about" said Rani. Devan threw himself back on the couch in his study.
"This, about Father and Mas Rahman," added Rani again. Devan's forehead frowned, he was seriously listening.
"They, the accident," said Rani interspersed with a small sobbing sound. The day is approaching dusk. He had to contact Devan because there was one thing.
Daddy's? Rahman Mas? Ah, the old man why else? But, even so. He's My Dad.
"So late in the day they were driving together." Rani let out a stifled breath. He controls his heart and his mind. He is in a state of turmoil at the moment. Her father-in-law and husband are not okay. While Devan is still focused on the narrative that Rani will convey.
"Dad, want to talk to Mamah. And I, there's a little need .. cost problem." Rani exhales. His explanation as soon as he said it like he was in a state of compulsion. It's so dead-end.
"Help us, Van," Rani said. He courageously spoke to Devan. The man he used to abuse. The man who had accidentally hurt his heart. The man who suffered because of his father-in-law.
Devan exhales. For a moment he thought. Then with one speech, he was able to calm the heart of Rani who was busy with her own eternal.
"You, don't worry about the cost. You, okay over there, huh? God willing I will be in Surabaya soon."