JIWO PROMISE

Story For Witri

Jiwo rushed to open the incoming message on his phone. From Lukman.

He was waiting for an office car to drive him to the airport. Incidentally he and his two partners are in line, so they can be picked up by one car and Jiwo is in the last order of pickup

As he promised last night, his best friend was really looking for the truth about the passing of Hari.

And this morning Lukman sent me some pictures containing a letter of a letter (a letter notifying the deceased. Usually it will be divided into nearby villages from the mourning location to be announced to residents through mosque speakers), wreaths, and processions when the body will be sent to the cemetery. All of them refer to the name Hari Prasetyo. Especially in the letter there is the name Jawitri listed as his wife.

Fix, the man he believed could protect and make Witri happy had gone home first.

"Innalilahi wainna ilaihi rojiun.." murmured Jiwo lirih.

Jiwo looked back at the message he had just entered.

A phone number was sent to him by Lukman. Witri Number.

Anxiety suddenly struck his mind.

One corner of his heart forced him to immediately call the number to utter condolences and words of comfort to strengthen.

But one side held him back because of doubts that Witri would not heed the message later.

Ting!

A message from Lukman further made his heart pound unbecoming.

📩 : Later in the day I will join my wife and some of her school alumni to visit the funeral home. Not sending a message?

Jiwo could not answer that question even though he wanted to say yes.

Yes, he wants to send a message so that Witri can always be strong and sincerely accept this destiny.

Yes, he wants to send a message that Witri should not be sad too long.

Yes, he wants to send a message that he wants to also come there, giving immediate comfort to Witri.

Yes, he wants to send a message that now he is also saddened by this sad news.

Yes, he wants to send a message that he really wants to fly home.

"That's arggggh...!!!" Jiwo ruffled the rough hair that had been neatly combed.

Ting!

Jiwo again read the incoming message from Lukman.

📩: What would you like to answer? 😜😜😜

Jiwo snorted in annoyance after reading Lukman's taunts.

Ckkk, already know I am so, still nanya!

Not yet had time to answer, Jiwo's pickup car has arrived.

Panicking with the sound of car horns that surprised him and the condition of his hair that was random, Jiwo immediately forgot his activities reply to a message just now.

Hurrying to put the phone in his pants pocket, one hand pulling the suitcase and the other hand tidying his hair as much as possible, Jiwo stepped out of the house while shouting at his sister if he was going to leave.

"Good morning, sir." said Deni, the famous office driver who diligently welcomed Jiwo while opening the trunk of the car and then received Jiwo's suitcase.

"August, Den. Not having breakfast yet?" ask Jiwo stale bases.

"No, Sir. But it was bought by Mr. Martin. Later when I get to the airport I just have to eat." replied Deni with a smile.

Jiwo chose to sit on the front bench, next to Deni to be calmer to continue his delayed activities earlier.

He wants to continue his chat chat with Lukman who had been delayed for a moment.

📩:You said, Wo? 😳

One more chat from Lukman because Jiwo did not answer.

Jiwo: No..again in the car invitation, otw airport.

📩: Oh...OK...👍 So drop pesen what is the same Witri?

Jiwo breathed a heavy sigh.

"That's as heavy as it is, bro...Say goodbye who the hell are you? A boyfriend?" Martin began to make a sound after he saw Jiwo's car was immediately busy with a message on his phone with a wrinkled forehead and an unsettled face.

"No. From the school desk." replied Jiwo still with two thumbs floating on top of his mobile keyboard. Still confused about what to say.

He was confused about what to write to reply to Lukman's message. His head suddenly felt full of ideas that were not because of his juntrungan.

"Your fussy boyfriend doesn't want to stay?" ask Lusi from next to Martin.

"No. There are no boyfriends." said Jiwo while grimacing in shame.

Martin glanced at Lusi who then seemed to smile happily.

Yes, almost all friends in his division know that Susi has a crush on Jiwo who is unfortunately not sensitive to the feelings of Lusi.

"Your boyfriend asked to be bought by-by what, Wo?" ask Martin again, provoking a conversation.

"Not asking for anything." replied Jiwo ngasal because his mind was more gushing to the screen of his phone.

"He doesn't have a girlfriend.Where the hell are you, Tin?" sergeant Lusi did not accept Martin's question.

"Who said you don't have one? He's got, but it's hidden. If he doesn't have one, he can't reflect" Martin theorized.

Jiwo grumbled at Martin's theory. Lusi snorted with a face that began to murky.

"Lu have no real girlfriend? Answer the truth, Wo!" martin Mak kepo.

"No." replied Jiwo casually.

Martin and Luci looked at each other in disbelief.

"But you're still a girl, aren't you?" asked Lusi then without hesitation.

"This is Allah, still likes the opposite sex." replied Jiwo with a smile of amazement with the question Lusi. Yes, the time he turned...

"Alhamdulillah if you are still straight, do not turn." said Lusi cheerfully

"Try the same way Lusi would not you, Wo?" martin asked suddenly, making Susi instantly red in the face and making Jiwo smile.

"Pa'an the hell you are!" sergeant Lusi pinched Martin's arm with a hammering face.

"Pa'an...You're embarrassed." plucked Martin while sneering.

"You don't want to, Wo's the same as Lusi? High quality singles are also her." asked Martin while acting promo.

"Trus you want directly in that lamar? Yes, Jiwo want, your formation is like a gini.." seloroh Martin while giggling amusedly. Lusi snorted in annoyance.

"Emang is 'gue why?" tanya Lusi did not accept.

"Modern really your style" said Martin while looking at Lusi's typical dress style slang children with clothes in style, between willing and not want to cover up the body "Jiwonya sohun it...No kelen style draw" replied Martin while repeatedly throwing glances at Jiwo and Lusi alternately.

"Bad you!"lusi was upset though a bit embarrassed by Martin's words.

In his heart he also confirmed the words of his colleague.

Since he knew Jiwo, indeed the man looked polite and religious. How to be like a slebor girl like her like this.

Jiwo in the front seat. The guy was silent and seemed to be still busy with his phone even though he always responded to Martin's chat even with a smile.

With a pounding heart, Jiwo finally replied to Lukman's message so that his best friend did not continue to terrorize him with plumbing that made him want to grimace.

Jiwo: do not titip any pesen. You also don't talk to me about Witri if it's there. Appreciate the feelings of the Mas Hari family. After returning from Japan, I will only move if I have to move again.

send.

Shortly a reply from Lukman back in.

📩: God has designed the universe to give you a second chance to get Witri, Wo...Don't waste it again. Do not think too late and most of the reasons. Remember, widows are increasingly tempting 🤭🙈 So do not cry if Witri will quickly sell out again if you lambreta 😜😜😜

"Cockfighting!" aspir Jiwo is unconscious. Making Deni beside him turned his head in shock and Martin threw a glance with Lusi.

"Lu..busty cuss, Wo?" asked Martin with a look of amazement.

"Sorry.sorry.." said Jiwo while grimacing in shame.

Ufffff.

"Kirain you can't talk rudely. It turns out melodious also your voice if again sprained." kekeh Martin who was greeted with laughter Jiwo and grunts annoyed Lusi.

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Witri was quite surprised by the arrival of some friends of the era in SMK to serve. There were two cars that took his friends to Hari's house.

Not long ago he just released Pak and Bu ikhsan, Pak Zul and Pak Nadi to leave for the airport because they will return to Aceh this morning.

Mr. Zul said Witri could get a week off at home. Retrieved leave at the license extension. Of course Witri is relieved because he can follow tahlilan until the completion of seven days Day.

Coincidentally at home Hari only there Witri and Mbak Tati also mamak.

Pak Dukuh and Mbak Tati's husband drove Pak Nadi's entourage to the airport.

Only after dawn was Witri and Mamak know the incident experienced by Bu Dukuh. Tati's mom told me when they were in the kitchen to cook breakfast for all of them.

The flashback

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"Keep Mother sare (sleep) where now, Ma'am?' asked Witri with a worried tone.

"When I was brought home with Paklik. Maybe while I'll be there first. Later we will talk more seriously as the father how with Mother. Let no matter how can not bear if the mother is abandoned later." said Mbak Tati while looking down sad . Witri nodded in understanding.

"Later you also have to talk about this problem, Wit. You are now replacing Hari in our family." said Madam Tati as she looked down at Witri.

"Yes, Mother. Thanks for still thinking I'm family" said Witri could not hold back.

"Of course we're still going to be family. Me and my dad love you. Especially Day. I thought of you as my own sister, not brother-in-law. Even though Hari is not there now, you are still my sister. So don't consider me someone else until anytime. Yea?" pinta Mbak Tati expectantly.

"Yes, Mother...Yes.." answered Witri more moved.

Flashback off

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Witri was more surprised when he saw the figure of Lukman among his school friends.

"How are you, Wit?" lukman asked with a smile when it was his turn to greet Witri.

"Good,Mas. Thank God." replied Witri still with a face full of questions.

"I'm a wife." said Lukman as if he knew with a question in Witri's mind.

Lukman's views were directed to Witri's younger brother who became his wife.

"Oah..your wife to?" asked Witri with an astonished face.

"Yes. The result of the table in front of the gate of your school." Kat Lukman chuckled.

Witri chuckled.

He still remembers, with whom Lukman went to school. Jiwo. Always with Jiwo.

How's the guy doing now?

"Do you know about your SD friends?" lukman asked with a small smile. His eyes have combed all the guests who have been sitting comfortably on the mat while enjoying a drink and snack.

"Huh?" ask Witri in shock.

"Jiwo again to Japan" said Lukman as if not concerned with the surprise of Witri.

"Work there?" witri asked involuntarily followed Lukman's talk.

"Task is only two weeks. Just left this morning. Actually Jiwo wants to come here because he said he knows the deceased as well" said Lukman who smelled of lies.

Where did Jiwo say he wanted to join the service?

Witri nodded in understanding. Before exhaling the last breath Hari had said that he had met Jiwo. And that turned out to be true. Lukman knows about it. Maybe Jiwo told Lukman about his encounter with Hari.

"No what. Partly bother too if you have to fly from Kalimantan just to participate in the service." said Witri with a clumsy smile.

"He's not in Borneo. I have moved a little long in the Jakarta office, so Deket and Cepet if you want to go to Jogja too. The important thing is that he's no longer stupid." kink Lukman.

Witri nodded in understanding.

It seems he works in Java.

Witri hurriedly chose to leave her conversation with Lukman on the pretext of wanting to chat with her friends.

He did not want to focus too much on Jiwo. It doesn't matter right now.

It is more important to appreciate the arrival of his friends who come to this funeral home.

...💧💧 b e r s a m b u n g 💧💧...

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