JIWO PROMISE

Meet Day

Jiwo leaned his back on the back of his chair.

Sighs as deeply as possible to calm his heart.

Remembering the tears and the wave of Ifah's hand made Jiwo's heart feel uncertain.

He again breathed heavily.

Like a new burden now resting on his shoulders.

There is an obligation that he has to carry.

Faithful.

Also believe.

And I don't know why it felt in his heart.

As for the loyalty of his heart, he could still be sure. He is not the type of man who easily falls in love just because of his sexy body and attractive appearance.

He is also very able to keep his eyes from 'ngawur' vision'.

What he was worried about was his trust.

Will his heart be able to give full confidence to Ifah?

That girl is very attractive.

And he knew there were many of his coworkers who put their hearts on him.

What if Ifah wavers in his loyalty?

Jiwo is upset at himself.

Not yet to cross the sea that would separate him and Ifah, he could not trust his beloved.

What will happen when he is in Jakarta?

Maybe he's crazy himself because he was eaten by the thief.

"This is not true." Jiwo muttered to himself.

A view out the plane window. The weather was very sunny today. What was lying outside the window was the blue sky decorated with white clouds that looked like cotton that were deliberately scattered irregularly.

Then glimpsed friend sitting as a flight next to him that looks still cool talking with one person across the hall.

Hhhhhh, it feels like a long time this plane flew.

Jiwo just wants to get off the plane and call as much as Ifah upon arrival at the airport.

Jiwo again chose to coolly throw a view out the plane window and stare at the green expanse far below. Whether it's a paddy field or a plantation.

"Sorry, Mas, please get my pen down under Mas's feet" the man next to Jiwo nudged Jiwo's arm gently with a smile.

"Oh.yes." replied Jiwo as he rushed down to find out the whereabouts of the falling pen.

It appeared to be near the wall of the plane, next to his shoes.

"This, Mas" Jiwo said as he held out a pen to the man next to him.

"To Jakarta work or vacation?" asked the man with a sympathetic smile

"Work, Mum. Just want to move to a new office." replied Jiwo with a smile as well.

"The same company?" ask the man again.

"Yes." Jiwo replied briefly.

"Good job sure." guess the guy with a carefree face. Jiwo just laughed without a sound.

"Especially not. Stay the same position. I only occupy an empty position because the previous officials have entered full service." explained Jiwo.

"You PNS? What department?" ask the man to guess.

"No. I am a mining company employee. Head office in Kalimantan, but marketing office in Jakarta. Incidentally in my company, employees who have entered retirement due to old age are usually called after duty. Like a soldier doesn't call him?" tanya Jiwo then chuckled.

The man next to him laughed while nodding.

"Didn't even use that term. Because whatever his job when he arrived in the period he stopped because of age and was less productive, it is appropriate to be called in the period of duty. His work for the company is done. But our duty as men to the family is clearly not complete as long as the body still has its life" said the man with a smile. Jiwo nodded in agreement.

"Mas itself to Jakarta in order to work or play?" ask Jiwo back.

"Boss's nemenin task." replied the man as he pointed his thumb at the chair opposite them.

Jiwo nodded his head in understanding. Though in his heart he asked the man next to him what his profession was.

When viewed from the sighting is like a military man. But how do you have a boss?

"You're bodyguard?" jiwo asked spontaneously and immediately regretted it in his heart.

Bo doh really I nanyanya...What if he's angry?

"No. Just a guard." replied the man while chuckling softly.

"Are the same bodyguards as bodyguards?" jiwo asked even if he had a new topic about the term.

"Yes different." replied the man while looking at Jiwo with an amused smile.

Jiwo slightly frowned, making the man smile even wider

"Bodyguard is English. If the bodyguard, Indonesian. If it means the same. The manager" said the man then laughed softly.

Garing, inner Jiwo who still grimaced.

"What kind of businessman is that?" jiwo asked as he momentarily floated his gaze at the male boss beside him.

"Not entrepreneurs. But the ruler." replied the man with a faint smile.

"Governor?" jiwo asked a little whisper. The man beside her nodded small.

"What department officials?" ask Jiwo more kepo.

"Defense and security." replied the man with a slight look at Jiwo's face that seemed to be nodding.

"The military?" ask Jiwo again.

"Are you a soldier or a cop?" ask Jiwo then.

"Soldier." replied the man then laughed softly.

"Can you just call the police or the army?" asked the man while looking back at Jiwo with an astonished look.

Jiwo just smiled a little.

Her husband Witri is also a soldier...

"Too dashing to be a civilian" Jiwo said with a smile looking at his new friend.

"Why yes?" ask the man with a joke.

"A dime compliment? Must be Mas's wife has often said that" said Jiwo with a small laugh.

"My wife has never said that. We haven't met the problem." replied the man with an amused smile.

Jiwo frowned.

"No wife yet?" jiwo asked a guess while unconsciously pointing at the chest of his interlocutor.

"Which is loud all the nanyanya voice, who knows on this plane there is an interest in the same jones" said the man with a face made a little frown but then chuckled embarrassedly.

"Same. I haven't met my wife" Jiwo said later.

"Where is your wife?"

"For the OTW." Jiwo replied grimacingly.

"Again a girlfriend?" ask the man with a funny look.

"Maybe." Jiwo replied with a sad face but then the two laughed, laughing at their unmarried state.

"O yes, introduce. I'm Menteng. But my friends call me Imen. And my boss his name is Pak Harsa" said the man, extending his hand to shake his hand.

Menteng means a boy of Dayak descent who has many benefits for those around him.

"Jiwo" Jiwo said as he received a handshake from Imen.

For a moment Jiwo paid more attention to the person named Harsa.

His age may be older than him by two or three years, according to him, but it does seem so authoritative.

"A real laugh?" ask Imen later.

"Rubber. Jogja to be exact." replied Jiwo with a happy smile.

"Ah Jogja's....My heart throbbed every time I heard the name of your town" said Imen, clutching his chest and expressing pain.

"Why? Ever made the same heartbreak girl Jogja?" guess Jiwo is half-literate.

"It's not the girl who broke my heart. But my boyfriend decided me because of the boy's antics when he went to college there. Damn my fate. My prowess is lost to the same gentle gentle man made by Jogja" said Imen as grumbling and upset.

Jiwo giggled at the annoyed pitched words of Imen.

"I was expecting you to be Javanese. It turns out even the Jogjas. Ahhhh, my wound is gaping again this, Bro." said Imen again as he stroked his own chest with lebay.

Jiwo is getting louder and louder.

"Why do girls like this kind of gentle guy anyway?" muttered Imen while staring fully inquisitively at Jiwo.

"Because the meek are soothing" Jiwo said with an amused smile.

"The theory is that. Sometimes meek even make tension rise because it can not be invited to move quickly." kekeh Imen later.

"Yes too." Jiwo said laughing.

The conversation of the two stopped because Imen was called the boss.

Jiwo can hear the conversation of the two but can not understand the contents of the conversation because he thinks there are many passwords in the conversation of the two people.

Jiwo again enjoyed silence until the plane was about to land.

Jiwo and Imen walked hand in hand until they parted at the exit of the plane.

Imen is seen walking behind Jiwo while talking to someone he called the boss, Pak Harsa.

They apparently met again when Jiwo was sitting cool on the waiting bench and finished calling Ifah while waiting for Wildan, his sister who said she would pick him up.

"Cirain is out you, Wo. Even sitting here casually apparently." said Imen already with a lagak and relaxed language like old friends.

"Wait for my sister to nyamperin." replied Jiwo along in a relaxed style.

Imen and Pak Harsa sat beside Jiwo.

"I'm waiting for a friend too. Agree here. He's a Jogja too. I will know him later. Who knows if you are neighbors in Jogja" said Imen while patting Jiwo's upper arm slowly.

Jiwo just grimaced.

"Well that's the guy" said Imen while pointing to where Jiwo's gaze was looking for the whereabouts of Wildan who had just sent him a message if it was near where he was sitting.

Jiwo saw a man in a gray shirt with his arms rolled as elbow in a pair with black jeans and gray sneakers seemed to walk calmly but looked steadfast smiling staring into his face the direction of Imen who was standing beside him.

The two immediately hugged once their distance docked.

"You've become more handsome since you became the husband of people" said Imen while patting the shoulder of the man who is now shaking the hand of Pak Harsa.

"Boy support does not do that, Har." as well as Pak Harsa who now began to speak.

"Ah Boss this.sort of who have been doing it anyway." sergeant Imen while glancing at his boss.

Jiwo just came smiling to see the scene in front of him.

"O yes know this my friend in the air earlier. Jogja people as well." said Imen while turning to Jiwo.

The two shook hands while mentioning their names.

"Day" said the man kindly with a warm, steady hand.

"Jiwo, Mas." said Jiwo friendly but make the heart of Hari suddenly beat fast.

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