LAST GREETINGS

Episode 14

"Friends are everything. He can lift and lighten your load when you are outside your home. You can use your shoulders to lean back for a moment if you're tired of your life."

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Mike parked his motorcycle and went into his room. He changed his work suit after the jersey of his favorite football team, Barcelona.

On the back of his jersey reads the name of the team's proud player, Messi who numbered the back ten. Today he was not going anywhere so he decided to wear this jersey to relax at the boarding house.

Mike is like that if he has run his night shift duties, does not want to go anywhere. Just want to unwind, rest tired after work, and try to forget the issue of love with Mega and Tania.

"Ah, again a love affair to think about."

After changing clothes, Mike stepped towards the place where the dispenser was placed and then took the drinking water. He downed about three glasses of water, then put the glass back and set his feet towards the bed.

"Uhhhh, finally able to sleep freely," he murmured softly after his body managed to lay him on the bed.

The combination of sheets and pillowcases that show red and blue as well as images of Barcelona players makes it even more comfortable even though this is not a time to sleep. Should have.

But because of fatigue after coming home from work - night shift - he had to sleep because all night had worked and did not sleep. Plus, he has to get back to his night shift tonight.

Just now he was about to close his eyes and tighten his embrace on the pillow bolster, the sound of the phone ringing sign of whatsapp incoming messages that interfere with his sleep he just started.

Mike was upset. He wants to ignore it but it has become his habit to never ignore any messages that go into his phone.

"Except some messages from Mega lately. "

Mike got out of bed mumbling to himself, walked to the table and grabbed the phone he used to put there. He quickly opened the message and read it.

Again Mike mumbled for the umpteenth time and then put his phone back on the table. His face showed annoyance after seeing the contents of the message from the new number who only asked for his current position.

He usually likes to be curious and always responds. But not this time. He really did not want to reply to anything because his sleepiness and fatigue could not he hold anymore . He just wants to sleep and does not want to be disturbed by anything and anyone.

Mike went back to bed, trying to sleep again. But this time he still failed to close his eyes. The phone rang again, the vibrating suit was really like shaking his study table a sign of a series of incoming messages of approximately ten to fifteen messages. Mike was still about to ignore it but this time it was followed by a long ringing sound of incoming calls.

"Ahh, damn it," his grunts long while covering the pillow bolsters to his ears. Mike was getting upset.

With a flash he jumped out of bed and into his study table. Mike grabbed the phone and was about to disable it but he failed to do so. Ring the incoming call again from the unknown number earlier.

He almost slammed his phone but then he decided to answer. There is no other way, the incoming call first comes in before he disables it.

"Oittssss, relax, relax. Don't be mad, bro. Relax," replied the person who called casually, his tone slightly jokingly from across.

Mike scrunched his forehead for a moment, trying to guess who that person was. His voice seemed familiar to Mike.

"I miss you, bro. Don't you want to see me ?" ask the man again from across the street. Mike was getting confused wondering in his heart. His voice is almost known. Another bit.

"Huh ? Missed me ? Are we friends ?" mike asked confused.

"Hahahahaha, shit. You really forgot about me ?" ask the man in a joking tone. Mike was made more curious by her.

"Shareloc, I'll see you right now" said the man again confidently and hung up.

Of course he was waiting for Mike to send his current location. Now it is a sophisticated era, it is not difficult to find each other in a city as large as Jakarta.

But behind the small boarding room, Mike still revealed an aura of confusion and opened a conversation space on whatsapp with the new number. It quickly touched the android screen, played its fingers there and sent something to the unknown number.

Mike put down his phone and went back to bed full of question marks. His sleepiness and fatigue disappeared instantly when he had to enter the night shift again today. He should be sleeping. But how, that person will soon probably arrive in front of his hostel if not stuck in traffic.

Mike grapples hard to recognize the voice, recalling his high school friends. He has many friends, same-sex and opposite-sex. Mike is a fast guy.

"Chandra's ? Hasn't he migrated to Papua and been married there with a girl from Tanah Toraja ? Ah, there's no way he is," Mike wondered inwardly, trying to remember all his old friends. His voice is similar to Chandra. But wait a minute.

"Kevin, yes Kevin. Is that true Kevin ? The typical voice of the East Indonesian child, heavy and hoarse it is only Chandra and Kevin. The voices of the other friends are not like those two."

Mike felt he was starting to know who it was. He jumped out of bed again, moved closer to the table and grabbed a cell phone. His hands quickly played on his android screen looking around for something.

Mike opens Facebook, searches for Kevin Wijayanto's account. Men of mixed blood East Indonesia and the land of Java - Flores and Surabaya - are really in Jakarta.

Mike saw his latest post uploaded a few days ago, Kevin stood in a jet black jeans suit, a plain white t-shirt covering his tall body. Her straight hair on the comb to the right side, allowed to fall slightly over her face. He posed dashingly in front of the Bundaran Hotel Indonesia monument with the caption "I am here".

"Damn it, you got me curious" Mike chuckled to himself in his room and put his phone back on. He knew now who was the one who would come to see him today.

"So you're here too and it's only today that we'll meet ? Basic, I'll wait here for you. Hurry up here, "the inner Mike curses Kevin, his old friend.

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