Longsuffering

Sweetness Live

I want to run for a moment

Release the peeping anger

Drowns bitterly

“you, I'll throw until it disappears!”

- Vishnu

Jakarta, Vishnu - The Rumi

Among the noise of the capital Vishnu led a meeting on his big project that will be worked on by the largest property company in Indonesia. This is not his company, of course, because he is not the son of the heirs of the sultans. He was the son of a retired city district officer during his childhood and a mother who taught in elementary school. This exceeds his ideals, let's say he just lost when looking for a way home, to “rumah”. The house becomes a picture of tranquility, something that will continue to be yearned for him to hunt. But it seems Vishnu still has to keep getting lost, his anger in the past dragging him to the reality of a word, dissatisfaction!

He must continue to engage himself, utilizing his intelligence to fill all his time with whatever he can. If it takes 29 hours in a matter of 1 day to do it he will be able to.

“this is my biggest ambition, maybe for all of you this is the silliest thought someone as small as me should think. But utilizing land assets that are not widespread on the outskirts of this capital city by large companies like us with smart designs and calculations will certainly further strengthen the trust or rather sympathy of investors”. Vishnu seems not to run out of words to convey these irrational ideas.

“but we are not a kave-kawean property company Mr. Vishnu. Please consider!”, one of the directors expressed his disapproval.

“we will also not make this residence kawean, we will seriously handle it. So those who deserve this really deserve it. We don't just live among stacks of banknotes in suitcases. But vertical in a lump of pennies they collect to just connect life. Think of it, this as our asset towards our future after enjoying the beauty of living in the world.” check! Vishnu's answer seemed to lock down the entire board of directors that was being cleared from earlier discussing what became Vishnu's crazy idea. The crazy idea he had designed 6 months ago. It is mature enough to be rolled out among smart people like them.

“well, I agree!!” one of them solidified his voice to agree to his idea. “this is something we have never done before, we see the extent of the success of this young man, I am really looking forward to the results. Good idea, for a good result. May” patted the shoulder of Vishnu as a support.

The atmosphere of the meeting always flows well, warm and dusty. Since his presence 3 years ago. The working climate in this company continues to improve.

“Pak, the results of the meeting I sent to where?”.

“To my table Put, while please bring me lunch”

“well, regular order or there are others”

“whatever I eat”

“good sir.”

“oke, thanks Put”, Vishnu left the meeting room with a little relief. But why does it feel like today's emotions are different from other days. Oh no! during this week, his emotions were indeed very chaotic.

The events of last week, in his small town, or precisely in the severed city, have really drained energy. It never occurred to him that the world was only as big as moringa leaves. He had gone away from the city, even beyond just the sea and land just to tire himself away from the demon named woman, Wita Maharani.

Immediately he reached for the HP in his pants pocket. It seemed that he had to let go of the longing for the love that gave him sincerity, the only person who gave him the honesty of love without manipulation, selflessly, without such heartbreaking lies.

“halloo...”.

“ayaaah... assalamu’alaikum”, with a pure natural cheerfulness, Adis the baby broke his fatigue this week.

“how's Adis?” tanyanya.

“answer me ayaaah!” whining to the father.

“wish-wish, father's son already pinter ajah nih, the most sholehaah” child

“daddy said, if you meet people or want to call people should say hello. Daaaan..” adis spread out her hands and paused her sentence by worrying.

“hail should be answered as well. Greetings must be answered father” he continued while flicking the index finger to the direction of the camera. Seen in the camera beautiful and funny face so that makes Vishnu stricken longing. Missing simata wayang's only child.

“mother?” not answering his greetings, Vishnu actually asked about the call that Adis just said earlier.

“gurunya at school, all called mother..” sayup-sayup female voice answer the curiosity of Vishnu.

“owh.. okay!. Wa’alaikum salam Adis gorgeous. How is it healthy now? Not school, right?” ask Vishnu.

“aku was school. Seneng really invited mother to play fish. Fish is great, well, he helped people” Adis with enthusiasm chattering as usual.

“help people?”

“oh yes? How-how. You don't know anyway?”

“iyah, the fish will tell mama, hey mamah let's make me a delicious soup, later I will cure Adis who is sick”

“owh, owh.. teruuus?” Vishnu is still digesting the flow of discussion of his teacher Adis who is said to be called mother.

“Adis just ate homemade gurami fish soup, really. Adis is healthy. Tomorrow Adis will be invited to pick guava fruit at the same school. Because Adis is healthy. I've been helped by the fish mamah” gouramya

“wuhahahahaha.. Bunda emang great”.

“eh.. great fish donk ayaaah, not bunda”

“eh yes, I forgot. The fish is great. I want to help adis be healthy like now”.

“Adis kangen not the same dad? Want to be brought by what's the same father?”

“marsya dolls, marsya dolls, marsya” dolls while prancing Adis replied.

“okey, later dad bawain ya, mamah where? Dad wants to talk”

“hallo, yes Wis, why?”

“teeth ko ngebiarin Adis school first anyway? He said Adis sick, only two days you know Adis hot.”

“how else Wis, then your son knows donk if already crying kejer. One table broke his leg. Must amputee. Your responsibility ah!’ replied the brother with a pouting face.

“hahaha, iyah-iyah. But it's okay to Adis maxain sekolah”

“that in fact, even go home and ask for macakin gurame fish soup. Teteh even grateful today Adis school. It was hard to eat a week. Sampe was heartbroken. I was invited to the same road as Kang Indra. I was invited by the same bike as Aa, uh hese we angeur (still hard)”

“but Adis still have to be under supervision teteeeh” Wisnu still keukeuh with its establishment.

“iyah atuh da teteh geh same adis, teteh was waiting Adis at home temen teteh. Adis school deket. Adis school itself is very tight, so can not wait in class. Especially for Adis nu ogo (which is fussy), said the teacher if there is any school will directly contact teteh. Waiting at the house of Temen Teteh. Rumahna Mirna, would you? All ngebaso aci. Hihi” replied the brother even while clinging.

“ya already up to teteh lah” replied Wisnu resigned.

“Therefore have chosen teteh from you, so Adis kumaha teteh business! You transfer a lot of money we sing, make Adis the same Adis. Hehehehe”.

“hadeuuh.” replied Vishnu does not believe his brother who has not changed since the past.

“teh, I will go to Malay about 3 days, yes the same this - it might be so about a new week can go to Bandung. What do you want later?”

“euh you are busy wae, what other tasks is this?”

“task campus, Wisnu became a guest lecturer there”

“tong cape teuing Wis (do not be too cape), inget your body needs rest. Adis also needs your attention. It's not just your money. Who needs your money, you need it. This skin care is over. Hihhihi” again the brother teases Vishnu.

“gak tired insya allah teh. Titip Adis yes, if there is anything contact Vishnu directly. Money was transferred yesterday. Check it out later with teteh”

“okey, nohun. Emang teteh most yahut. Even though the transfer money last month is still a lot of ko Wis. Later klo already finished the word teteh also later teteh told you”

“hahahaha.the rest of the month yesterday make his skin care teteh just”

“euh, make satauneun (for one year) or eta mah” replied brother Vishnu interjected

“trus, souvenirs make teteh mah brown nyak”

“idiih, who can not cape he said” led Wisnu on the brother

“let life continue sweet donk say, not like you. Bitter-bitter asem”

And the answer of the brother adds twitching in the head of Vishnu until finally had to massage his temple when his video call ended a few seconds ago.