Legionaries

Typhoons

15 October 2018

At 19:33

In certain political situations, a head of government often has to take unpopular policies. The term 'unpopular' is derived from public opinion which generally considers the policy out of the ordinary. Not infrequently such decision-making gives birth to many massive pros and cons from several walks of life.

If it may be analogous, this path of life that I have long chosen is like an unpopular policy. It is not easy to live life in a different way. I must be willing to be a material for the wider community. People who call themselves civilized are never tired of sneering at all the behavior of their fellowmen because it is considered not in accordance with the rules of the norms that they exalt.

I myself realize that making life choices is not simple, especially if my decisions are considered contrary to the norm. Obstacles are always going to come. Exiled family and relatives, scorned and accused of being lowly. After all, no matter how complicated and bitter the situation, who would have thought that up to this moment I was still able to survive with my life choices as difficult as this?

Four years have passed. There was no reason for me to hesitate anymore. After all, no one really understands the ups and downs of my relationship with Rana all this time. Various conveniences and difficulties we have experienced. Therefore, if those who crowded this restaurant intend to make us both mockery, we will not hesitate to launch a fight. They don't know us and what we've done so far.

I deliberately held a small celebration on the anniversary of my relationship with Rana. Exactly four years ago, we both agreed to a relationship. Although it really must be without the blessing of family and relatives, after all, throughout these four years Rana and I have managed to become a strong couple in the face of all the difficulties that exist.

Tonight, Rana looks elegant with a black dress that was my birthday gift a year ago. The dress is rarely worn, except at certain times when attending special events. Although red is his favorite color, it seems that on this special night he wants to display a different atmosphere. The display of lipstick, lipstick, and glitter scattered on her level increases her skill in cosmetology. Of course, it is inseparable from his experience during a career as a beauty salon kapster for many years.

At first glance happiness emanated from his face that almost resembled a real woman. The effects of ketus are often shown as faded by the look of his bright face. There was nothing more pleasing to me than seeing Rana's unrelenting smile tonight pop. It's been too long since we went out like this. Again, our relationship which is often considered by the public as unnatural is the cause. It is not easy to prepare mentally to go public, mingle with the wider community. All this time Rana and I have been too sensitive to hear the skewed response of the community.

"Where did you rob?" asked Rana with a smile that was still open. He clearly understands my financial condition which has never been in trouble. I could take her to dinner anytime. Our savings from side work are already quite abundant. But he likes to play rhetorical sentences. That's my Rana. His words always hold a million meanings.

"Do I need to answer?" I returned Rana's charming smile.

"Tumben you took dinner. At a fancy restaurant again. What wind is it?"

"Yeah. Sometimes we need an atmosphere like this. Just to strengthen the relationship."

Seeing him nod spoiled, the desire immediately arose to immerse his head into my arms, even though I did not do it because I realized the existence of both of us in public places. "You're happy, aren't you?"

"What answer do you expect? Is my expression not quite representative of my feelings?" Rana asked back with her distinctive tone. Cynical. But seeing his expression of joy, the cynical impression was forgiven.

"Now you can admit that I can be romantic too, right?"

"Lumayan. At least you've tried." I chuckled at Rana's tone of speech that was still insisting on imposing her cynical impression.

I swiftly grabbed a bottle of wine from the large ice-cube vessel on the table, and poured it into two empty glasses. A glass of wine for Rana, another glass for me. We both raised our glasses.

"For the years that followed that was much more pleasant" I cried with a glass of wine in hand.

After putting on that glass of triumphant wine, I circled a glance towards the surroundings. I just remembered the mission of 'Juragan' that I have to take tonight. A reconnaissance mission. A mission I don't need to inform Rana about. Had he known, it would only have ruined the romantic atmosphere that was already entwined tonight.

"Who are you looking for?" Suddenly Rana asked me. Out of suspicion, he was apparently able to read my suspicious actions.

"No. I'm just enjoying the atmosphere around."

"You think I don't know?"

Spontaneously, I immediately turned towards Rana. My partner's face seems to have changed drastically. Out of nowhere, the obvious cynical impression suddenly reappeared as usual. A smile of responsibility that often leads to the grudge of household quarrels sticking out at the corner of his lips. A bad sign.

"Know what?"

"Your acting is so ugly. You think I don't know about that stakeout?"

"No. It's not so, dear."

"That's it. You're spying on Rama, right?" I'm speechless. "Maybe in five minutes he'll be here with your girlfriend."

"Friends girl? Meanin?"

"You think I've been blind all this time? You think I don't know, you call that girl every day?"

"You misunderstood, dear."

"If you are not at home like this, you should say from the beginning. So I don't have to run away from my parents' house."

"Why did you discuss that? I've chosen you, Rana. What's the point of me approaching women?"

"Ah, that's it." Rana interrupted. Slowly his face began to be overwhelmed by anger which he had apparently been harboring since. "I'm going home first."

Rana got up from her seat and hurried to leave me. His steps that collided with the ceramics slowly drifted away and left disappointment in my mind. I've done everything possible to close those secret meetings. But apparently he was better at hiding the vexation he ended up shedding at the last moment. In the blink of an eye, the cheerfulness could indeed have suddenly changed.

To ease the disappointment, I poured the wine back into the tapered glass that was in front of me. I sipped the alcoholic drink as quickly as possible, then I put the glass on the surface of the table at high speed to cause a clanging sound. Tonight I must not forget my duty.

Fortunately, when Rana and I got into a fight earlier, Rama had not yet shown his nose. Had my next-door neighbor been here a few minutes ago, my reconnaissance would have been exposed because of the chaos that had just occurred. Worst risk I could get kicked out of the headquarters.