I'm Tired, Love Me

Jakarta

Mbak Sari woke me up at 05:00, I took ablution and performed the Fajr Prayer first. After the Fajr Prayer, I took out the backpack and sling bag that I was going to carry, and placed it on the living room sofa.

I took a shower and got ready quickly. I wore jeans with a t-shirt that I covered with my jeans jacket, put on my flatshoes and walked into the kitchen.

“Non is the bread I have prepared, the same I made milk chocolate angel non.” Ma'am Sari exclaimed as she saw me walking towards the dining table.

“Waahhh thanks mbak Sari.” I pulled the dining table chair.

“Sama-sama non, will I bring you non?” supplies

“No need to mbak, I will buy it there.” I bit the lettuce sandwich and the egg made by Mbak Sari.

“Ya already non, the important thing is not to be late to eat yes non.” Sari's mom noticed me.

“Any commander.” I raised my right hand and I close it to my forehead, like someone saluting, then smiled.

I fiddled with my phone and ordered an ojek online. Because I live in the west, while the airport is in the east, then I ordered a car taxi, so that it can pass the toll and arrive faster.

Ten minutes passed, finally the bulge arrived in front of the house to pick me up. I say goodbye to Mbak Sari, then go out of the house with a backpack and sling bag that has hung on my body.

The journey to the airport if the toll road is estimated to take about 45 minutes. I opened my sling bag again and made sure all my equipment was taken, then checked my phone and prepared the plane ticket that had been sent via email yesterday.

After arriving at the airport I immediately entered by showing my online ticket, then boarding, after I finished waiting at the specified gate.

So far everything is fine and very smooth, I sit on the bench of economy class. While on the plane I chose to close my eyes, rest my body.

The plane has landed perfectly at the airport, the passengers are getting ready to get off the plane, as well as me.

Walking towards the airport exit, I saw a man in his 50s lifting a sign that read “Rheyna the winner of the PT.GFE” race. I approached the man.

“Good morning sir, what father is in charge of picking me up?” The man looked at me and smiled.

“Non Rheyna?” Ask the man.

“Iya my pack Rheyna, do I need to show my ID?” I open my bag and take my wallet.

“No need non, I already.” the man stopped his sentence

“What's it all about sir?” Ask me for wonder

“I already trust non. Wait here yes non, I take the car first.”

“Good pak” I wait for the man to take the car in the parking lot.

The man returned with a Toyota Accord.

“Please non” the man opened me the passenger car door.

“Thank you sir.” I landed my b*k*ng on the car seat.

“I transfer to lodging first yes non, later at twelve I pick up in the lobby.”

“Oh so yes sir, good sir.” I leaned back and stared out the window.

Jakarta is a very crowded city, this hour is jammed everywhere. Toll is no longer a smooth road, but it is also jammed in tolls. I thought, what time should these workers wake up, and what time they'll be home. Life in the capital is hard, said the people who have been there. How can Retno be strong here huh? I asked myself.

The car arrived in front of the hotel lobby. This hotel located in South Jakarta is very crowded. This 5 star hotel is beautiful.

“Non later just mention the name later time chek in.” The man who picked me up told me.

“Oh yes sir.” I nodded my head and picked up the backpack I had placed beside me.

“Please non” the man opens the car door. “Let me pick up here yes non, lunch non can order first here, if it is finished we just leave for non.” office Continue the man.

“Good sir thank you.” I left the man and went into the hotel lobby.

“Good morning ma'am, there's something I can help” greet the lady's receptionist kindly.

“Booking yes bu?”

“He said he already mbak.”

“Good bu I chek first ya bu” I nodded and waited.

“With mother Rheyna Aurora ya bu?”

“Iya right mbak”

“Can borrow his identification bu?”

“SIM not pa pa ya mbak? KTP later make the completeness of the files because.” I reached into my bag and took my wallet.

“Bby mom, it's okay.” Respond politely.

I handed over my identification to the receptionist.

“Please ma'am, room is ready on behalf of Rheyna Aurora's mother.” I received the card as the key to my room.

“Thank you mbak” I passed leaving the lobby area.

My room is on the 15th floor. The elevator took me to the floor I was on. I'm looking for a room number that corresponds to the card. I opened the room door with the key card, and put the key card on the box so that the lights and air conditioning could turn on.

I put the backpack in the closet near the entrance, and opposite the bathroom door. Then I took off my shoes and put them in front of the closet, replacing them with hotel sandals.

There's a bouquet of flowers on my bed. A very beautiful bouquet of lilies. And there's a greeting card that says.

“Congratulations Miss Rheyna Aurora, with love AS”

Oh maybe this is from Audi who contacted me yesterday. Because it's just the initials so I'm just guessing.

I put a bouquet of flowers on the table by the window. Taking off my jeans jacket and throwing them away, I entered my dreamland, as there was still about 1 hour for me to rest my body.

An hour and a half passed, when there was a phone ring from inside my room.

“Good afternoon bu Rheyna, the driver from PT.GFE is ready in the lobby.” I jumped in shock and saw the watch in my hand showing almost 12 noon.

“Oh yes tell wait a minute yes mbak, I am getting ready.” I gave you an excuse.

I rushed to the bathroom, with lightning I took a shower to look fresh. Took my shirt from my backpack, under the jeans I was wearing. With make up, the important thing is not to look scary.

I missed my lunch, because I didn't want the company that would be my place for fortune to see me not on time. ‘Let me eat after all the files are done’ I saturate.

I went down into the lobby, and the man who picked me up at the airport was waiting for me there. Half-run I approached him.

“Sorry sir, long time yes wait for me?” With a little gasping I apologized.

“Free 20 minutes kok non” he replied with a smile. “Mari non, car is ready.” With his hands leading to the exit.

“Iya sir, come.” I followed the man.

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