JIWO PROMISE

Urinary

Out of the hotel room, Witri tried to have a little chat with a receptionist who was not receiving guests with the same English language as usual to ask and convince about the address that Jiwo sent him.

Witri breezed steadily after being confident in the direction of his goal.

It doesn't matter if he is forced later he strays too. In this era, there are many difficulties that can be greatly helped by the existence of a mobile phone, right?

If he gets to the rough because he follows the map that sometimes ngaco, he can call Jiwo to immediately pick him up. Simplest.

Down the sidewalk that was also passed by Jiwo, Witri took the time to stop where Jiwo had stopped and looked up at his room. It looks pretty good too.

With a relaxed and unhurried pace, Witri enjoys the atmosphere along the road.

There are some street food stalls that tempt him to stop and taste. But he always remembered the same speech Jiwo had for better nanya used to be the same food Jiwo anywhere that can be purchased, fearing it was not halal.

"Alright, I seem to know that our first date today is going to do something." murmured Witri while continuing to remember the spots of food sellers who want her to know the taste. A small smile was on his lips.

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Tonight he will drag Jiwo down along this road and indulge in Korean cuisine.

One more turn he would have arrived in front of Jiwo apartment building.

With his heart suddenly pounding, Witri began to sharpen his vision.

The smart map had just told him that the destination object was at a distance of thirty meters in front.

From the receptionist, he said the Jiwo apartment building was the first tallest building that could be seen once he turned. And he's seen the building now.

There are seven levels, and Witri does not know what floor Jiwo is on. He forgot his name.

He decided to sit on a bench across from Jiwo's apartment while making a phone call to the man.

No need to wait long, Witri can already hear Jiwo's voice and immediately chuckles to his laughter when Witri asks about Jiwo's position.

"Deed to come here by yourself? If you want to come here now, I'll pick you up now. I'm leaving immediately." haggard Jiwo.

"No need! I just need to know what floor you're on and which room you're in? In the corner? Or what door from the elevator?" sergeant Witri fast.

"Three floor. Door number three of the elevator. There were striated clothes on the door." Jiwo replied quickly. He suspected that Witri would suddenly appear at his door.

But what is it?

"You really want to come here?" jiwo asked while smiling at himself expectantly.

"Can I go alone?" asked Witri while grimacing small.

He had already crossed the street and entered the front area of the apartment.

"By.can be really. But if you worry about not arriving, I can pick you up now" said Jiwo still with the same offer.

"No need." replied Witri quickly.

"Continue taking my room position?" jiwo asked a little disappointed in her heart.

"At least you're the only person I know in this country. If there is an urgent situation and I have to run to you. If I don't know your accurate position, it's serem tuh nyariinnya." pretext Witri justified Jiwo in the heart.

"What time are we leaving?" witri asked later to divert Jiwo's suspicions.

"Cruisely again I'll pick you up. You're done with it?" ask Jiwo then.

"Not finished yet. But it's a shower. Yes, see you soon." pruned Witri then rushed into the building and spoke briefly with a man who served as the building guard.

A friendly middle-aged man immediately nodded kindly as he said from Indonesia and asked for permission to visit Jiwo's room.

"Jiwo was a nice and friendly person" he told Witri before showing her the elevator.

Hmmm, one point you get, Wo...

Riding the elevator for only a few seconds in fact can make Witri feel her body trembling a little nervous when the elevator door opens in front of her.

Twice he stepped on the same floor as Jiwo.

Walk slowly with hesitation while looking for the door of Jiwo's apartment. And of course his eyes could find him.

The only door with a surjan decoration (a typical Javanese man's shirt) striated complete with his hanger attached to the door.

source: google

Lurik cloth is one type of traditional fabric that comes from the island of Java. One of the striated producing areas is Yogyakarta. Lurik is one of the typical clothes of Yogyakarta in addition to batik cloth. The word striated comes from the Javanese language that is “lorek” which means stripes.

According to the Indonesian National Encyclopedia (1997) lurik is a fabric woven yarn originating from Central Java and Yogyakarta with basic motif lines or boxes with bleak colors that are in generally interspersed with various colors of yarn. The word striated comes from the root of the word “rik” which means a line or trench that is interpreted as a fence or protector for the wearer.

"Such love is the land of his birth turned out.." murmured Witri softly with a smile. That smile and murmur was actually just to divert his heartbeats that increased in intensity tens of times as one step after another his feet approached the goal door.

His body felt frozen as his steps stopped steadily in front of Jiwo's apartment door.

Immediately hit by a very great hesitation to point his index finger towards the bell button panel.

This is a delay, isn't it? A woman comes to a man's house...

Witri pulled back her half-stretched hand to squeeze the bell.

With a desperate face he looked down restlessly at that door.

Baffled.

You're a girl, Wit...Widows anyway. Your departure to this country should have made you ashamed of your own behavior..In addition to this you do ngejogrog in front of his apartment?

Witri was ashamed to die hearing the monologue from within her own heart.

No matter the mission came to see the neatness of Jiwo's room, Witri rushed back right and rushed to the elevator at the end of the hallway.

Nope! Honor and good name must be maintained. She's a widow anyway. Still bearing the name of Hari. Despite her death, her husband still supported her with the pension she received each month.

Witri. He does not want to embarrass himself. I don't want to tarnish the name of her late husband either.

"Astagfirullahaladzim.. astagfirullahaladzim.." muttered Witri incessantly as he rushed into the elevator.

She did not know that ever since she turned in front of the door then rushed back towards the elevator, she had not, the owner of the apartment he was about to visit just opened the door and was fixated in disbelief staring at his back.

Jiwo remembers correctly and is very sure that what he saw was Witri. He remembered the backpack Witri had been carrying. His shoes have also not changed Jiwo remember that well. But if it's Witri why not come to him?

Is there something that ultimately makes Witri undo his intention to side with him? They just hit the bell and they'll meet.

Witri also does not seem to be holding a mobile phone. That means he is not communicating with anyone who might have influenced his initial intentions.

Jiwo paused his intention to summon Witri. He did not want the woman to feel embarrassed because she was caught in front of him.

He saw Witri who rushed into the elevator and lost his sight.

Jiwo rushed back into his apartment. He took his wallet and cell phone on a small table and ran out of his apartment and into the elevator

He must follow Witri. He was worried that something would happen to the woman.

What made the woman undo her intention to side with him?

After greeting Lee Jun, the apartment guard who told about Witri's arrival to look for him, Jiwo half ran away leaving Lee Jun out to chase after Witri.

"You guys got into a fight?" yelled Lee Jun worried.

"No!" jiwo cried without looking.

Luckily Jiwo can still find the figure of Witri who walked casually even several times appeared to bow his face almost turn at the end of the road.

With half-running steps, Jiwo tried to cut his distance with Witri.

He plans not to get too close. The important thing is to be able to clearly monitor the movements of the woman during the walk back to the hotel.

Jiwo saw Witri staring at the watch on his wrist. Unknowingly Jiwo followed the move.

Still less than twenty-five minutes from their appointment time and Witri has entered the hotel lobby followed Jiwo.

The difference then was that Witri stepped towards the elevator to climb back into her room, jiwo decided to sit back on one of the sofas, which were several available next to the reception desk to wait for the pick-up time he promised Witri earlier.

Jiwo sent a message to Witri. Want to know Witri will not.

📤 Hoiiii..Where have you been?

Waiting for a few seconds for a reply soon.

📥 Exit a moment ago. Just got to the room again. Wh why?

Jiwo smiled slightly. Witri wasn't lying.

📤 Out where? By himself?

The message is read immediately and the reply comes in a matter of not ten seconds.

📥 Alone. Here only know one human doang 😌

Hmmm, Witri did not answer the question where he had been.

📤 Out where the hell?

Jiwo still tried to ask.

📥Kepo! 😝

Hmmm, don't answer him.

📤If you want to go out please talk to me first. You are my responsibility during here.I do not want to be shot dead with Bang Nadi let alone cursed with Mamak if you arrive here for nothing.

Jiwo needs to wait a while to get back to Witri's answer.

📤Iya. Sorry about going out on your own. But it wasn't stray ⁇ ️

Jiwo again held a smile.

Not wearing a stray ya nyari my apartment? Really curious, huh?

📤I'm sorry 😊 Now ready-made, I'll pick up in a minute.

📥OK 👌

Giving time for Witri about ten minutes more, Jiwo busied himself by playing his favorite game on mobile.

There was a bit of unease crawling Jiwo's mind.

This was the first 'date' he would do with Witri as a pair of adult humans. Various romantic shadows of a date of course milling in the minds of his men. But will he be able to have that romantic moment later with Witri?

...🍁 b e r s a m b u n g 🍁...