
At twenty-one and fifty minutes, Angga had just passed from the front of the fence. Headed to the room, feeling tired. Mattresses are the best choice right now. The phone rang, there were some WA messages coming in.
I opened a message from Mona first.
[New home, Nis?]
[Yes, new nyampe. Go to sleep. Why?]
[There's no cake?]
[Many, in the store,]
[Busyet bye, eh y'all 💏 no?]
[Astagfirullah, this is the guy. Bawdy brain. Tomorrow again Mon, I'm sleepy,]
[Ok, tomorrow's the story, yeah,]
Just read it, without replying. Then continue to see the next message. It was from Angga.
[Sleeping, Nis?] sent ten minutes ago.
[Not yet, just wanted to. Just replied to Mona's message,]
[Oo ... tomorrow I'll pick you up?]
[Go or go home?]
[Both, if you can,]
[Just go Mas, go home with Mona,]
[Ready, good rest huh. Tomorrow it will be continued again,]
I put the phone on the table, next to the bed. Improve body position and prepare for rest.
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Angga's car stopped right at the main gate of the building. Thank you for the ride this morning. He smiled, then continued the activity today. Luckily the other coworkers have not come too much, maybe I just the speed.
A leisurely walk down the corridor. Scroll the clock that was coiled in hand, there was still forty-five minutes left, before the office hours began. Rotating direction, passing stairs, good for morning exercise. One by one, they climbed the stairs.
Suddenly this arm was pulled, so I leaned against the wall. A hand that grips an arm, when I know the God who did it.
"Who is that man?" inquiringly.
"Once again I say, it's none of your business."
"Ok, I won't ask you about that right now! That little boy, would you please tell me who he is?"
"What did you ask that for? If I say, he's my nephew. Can you stop pushing me!"
"Nisa, don't make this matter complicated. If he's our son, I'll make up for all my mistakes."
Not feeling a speck of clear, tears just escaped. Finally he admitted to having done something wrong, although he may not have realized he had said it.
Suddenly he pulled this hand, I tried to rebel, but in vain.
"Follow me!" I walked quickly with my hands still in their hands. Passing through the side door of the office, apparently God's car is ready there.
"Come in, Nis."
"No way!"
"Relax I won't mess around. Just wanted to talk to you alone, without any distractions."
His eyes, asking for sincere approval. Hearts melt ....
"Well remember this place?"
I'm unmoving. This Netra is looking for something that can remind me of this location.
"Let's go down, maybe later Nisa has remembered the most beautiful memories here."
Like a person who is hypnotized, the feet follow the gods. Enter the elevator, standing at the door of a room.
"Sina!" scream someone. Instantly I and the God turned towards the sound.
Angga, he stood nailing looking at the two of us. Then walk up to me.
"What's right here?" tanyakanya.
I'm shaking. Then grabbing this hand, pulled me beside him.
"Hey, who are you?" snapped God.
"I should ask, Who are you? And why bring Nisa to this apartment?" ask Angga riled.
What apartment? Now I remember what this place is.
"Don't interfere, she's my wife!"
Angga chuckled at the God's reply.
"You think I just met Nisa yesterday. Hey Bro... wake up!"
I release this hand from Angga's hand.
"Mas, stop! Let me tell you, he's El's father's god and also my boss in the office."
"Sir, listen the man you asked this morning was Mas Angga. Now he's in front of you."
The two men in front of me were silent as if in a state of shock, after hearing what I just said before them.
"So Brother, there's no need to bring me here anymore. Now I remember this place and all the questions about the boy, already answered. El, son. His name is Ben Elard."
"After learning about El, I asked, don't bother us. Let this go as usual. Me with my life and Brother with his family. Don't make us excuses, if your relationship with Wanda is problematic." I glanced for a moment at the man who captivated my heart first. He looks like he's confused.
"Then, I'll excuse you both" I said, turning my back from before them.
"Nis, wait!" exclamation Angga. Stop without looking back.
"Come, I'll drop off." His hand held this hand again, I let it go. I need someone to lean on for a moment.
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Meanwhile, the Deity seemed to rub roughly face with both of his palms.
Then punched the wall of the apartment, with a fist firmly grasped. Angry, sad, happy were all fused in his heart at this moment.
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