Lutfi Gilang's

22. Commitment

i

We arrived at Soekarno-Hatta airport at 11pm after going through a Jakarta routine: traffic jam.

Previously in the taxi, I repeatedly tried to sleep to restore energy, although I actually felt bad to trouble Tio. But, right now I'm in need of his help, to push the wheelchair. He's....

"So, where are you asking to go?" Tio nanya while going through the crowd of people who continue to pass by.

"Officer, find the officer." I said tiredly.

Tio's face was puzzled, his hands making the chair that I was shaking.

"Hmmm, maybe he's panicking" I thought.

"A-I... I'm just going to the airport for the first time," she asked at last. "who's this going to go to?"

"Try that security guard over there" I said, pointing at the man in full uniform at the entrance.

Tio complied and pushed the wheelchair slowly. "You've been to the airport before, haven't you?"

"Just through,"

"Well, go on... How is this?!" He called out in panic.

"Eat it, we ask first."

"Yes!"

Arriving in front of the security guard Tio greeted and then regretted it.

"Is there anything we can help you with?"

"Eh, what's this about?" whispered Tio in my left ear.

"CCTV Room, sir." I answered.

Tio surprised. "Huh?! What are you doing there?" He's still whispering.

"What are you going to need, huh, Mom?" The Satpam nanya.

"We're looking for a missing person again, sir." I said while showing a photo of my smart phone.

"Oooh.... The woman who was being told that, huh?" He guessed and returned my smart phone.

"News?" Tio nanya to me.

I'm nagging. "Mr can you help us as soon as possible?"

"Can, Mas. But, Mas these two have anything to do with him?"

"Hmmm... only ker— colleagues"

"Fiancee!" I snatched Tio's perfunctory answer. "He's my fiancee, sir."

"Oooh.. so this is Mas whose fiance is cross" said Si Satpam. "Can't his fiancee be happy, anyway, Mas?"

"Sir we're in a hurry!" I snap.

"Ba-good!"

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ii

Before arriving at the center of the CCTV room, Tio and I had to be re-introgated in a different room. This time it was much tighter than before.

The officers asked about my identity and Lutfi, what I had done so far, and the most likely cause of Lutfi's departure.

For the last thing I can't answer. I just bowed with a lot of regret.

I could have answered that Lutfi was testing my loyalty, or we were playing hide umpet— like I was answering my college friends' questions. But, surely that's impossible.

And fortunately, they believed that I was his fiancee from the ring I was wearing and the photo of the fiancee event I gave as proof.

"So, Danu Banu is just a pen name, and Rizky Gilang Kurniawan is his real name?" Officer ensures.

I'm asserting. "I work at 0000 companies,"

"Ooh!" Another officer exclaimed. "You know Anton?"

I'm nodding. "He's the marketing leader. On Friday, his son married."

"Well, that means really!" He's still hysterical.

"How are you?" saut.

"Because Mas Danu is not a fraud."

I answered with a smile.

"Yes, you can come in. My colleague will take care of your luggage."

"Thank you, sir."

The officer pushed my wheelchair to enter the deeper room. There I saw dozens of monitors monitoring all corners of the airport.

"When is your fiancee going to the airport?" ask the Officer.

"Tuesday last week, about eight."

The officer nodded. "Mas Trisno please get me a tape of SE-eleven-eighteen-point two."

The man called by his name nodded. Closer to the cupboard, take the tape and hand it over to the Officer, and get back to work.

"Let's see it in my room" he asked.

I'm nodding.

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iii

In the officer-led room, Tio and I observed a monitor screen that displayed six CCTV footage at once.

As expected, Lutfi arrived at the airport at 8 pm, then bought a ticket in Aisle A and sat in the passenger waiting area.

"Which ticket did he buy?" I asked myself.

But then the chief officer said: "That's a ticket to Singapore,"

"Singapore?!" Tio was surprised to precede me. "Nu, why'd he go there?"

I'm shaking. "I don't know. We haven't had any plans to go there yet."

"What don't-don't—"

"He must be necessary" I said. Very do not want to hear the allegations that Lutfi betrayed especially from the people closest to me.

As if to understand I mean Tio replied: "Yes you're right. So, do you want to follow him there?"

I'm nagging.

"Crazy! Your condition is not healthy. Remember, Nu!"

I looked towards him. "Help me, Yo."

"Help? You mean I'm also coming to Singapore?"

I agreed with the signal.

"Ti-no, no, no. I could go there. But I don't have the money to buy a plane ticket, Nu. You know yourself, how much I pay each month." he explained.

"I paid," I answered.

His face became interested. "But-but... How are we doing?"

"Cure,"

"Izin said?! Is it possible that the Director gave permission?"

I nodded and showed the permission letter that the Director sent by e-mail to Tio.

"Well?!" He exclaimed. "When did you ask permission?!"

"In the cab,"

"Are you going to Singapore?" He's nanya.

I'm nagging.

"O-okay, I'll get my gear." he said happily. "Ga maybe, right, I'm going to Singapore wearing a kayak gini? I haven't talked to Risma yet if I want to go to Singapore. Who knows, I could buy a gift. He he he...."

I didn't answer. Turn to the officer leader. "Sir, can you please find the fastest ticket?"

He assented. "I'll take care of the departure for the two of you."

Tio also shook the officer's hand.

"Eh, budar, bentar... How to make a passport?" Tio. "I'm, the hell I am, just never made. There's no money to go abroad."

"Keep, what are you doing?" I'm back with nanya.

"Yes, just in case. Who knows if there are free holidays now. He he he...."

"Hmmm.." I muttered. "I've got this in my bag. I used to make Lutfi, teoi has not been stamped in use too."

"Yes, same thing, like me" said Tio.

"Hmmm...." Nug at me.

"Okay, I'll take it first. Just jerk."

I'm nagging. Then we came out of the officer's room.

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iv

In the plane.

After asking Tio to put the equipment in the upper trunk, I told him to turn off the phone and put on the seat belt. Although at first he was in trouble, similar to the people inland who were suddenly invited to mall—looks clumsy and culun—but finally can too, because I said how to use it just like wearing a seatbelt on a car.

Instructions to use a seat belt or seat belt and turn off the mobile phone when about to take off is certainly no stranger to those of you who are accustomed to traveling by plane.

These rules are deliberately made for reasons of the safety of cabin crew and passengers. Especially when facing critical eleven, or the most critical eleven minutes on the plane.

Critical eleven consists of three minutes after the plane takes off and eight minutes before landing or landing. For the crucial eleven minutes, cabin crew are prohibited from communicating with the cockpit-duty pilot unless an emergency occurs.

Because, in critical eleven, the pilot in charge must communicate intensively with the Air Traffic Controller (ATC) to control the aircraft in accordance with applicable operating standards. Statistics show that 80 percent of plane crashes occur in the eleven-minute time span known as critical eleven.

To deal with critical eleven, cabin crew will usually provide directions for passengers such as turning off the phone, closing the table, upholding the seat back, opening the window curtain, and using the seat belt. These rules are given to support the evacuation in case of unwanted things, and also support flight safety.

Turning off your phone, for example, requires that you adhere to these ethics to help the pilot communicate well with the ATC. Because the frequency of cell phone signals can interfere with the radio frequency of pilot communication. Similarly, when the seat belt is used to maintain passenger stability so as not to disturb the balance of the aircraft while flying.

Meanwhile, folding the table and upholding the seat backrest is done so that if passengers must perform emergency landing, all passengers can be safe. Just imagine, if the seat is not standing upright and the table has not been folded, then there will be the possibility of passengers trapped in the seat.

In an emergency landing, passengers are only given 90 seconds to escape. Because if not out, passengers will lack oxygen, drown during water landing, or even die from too much smoke inhalation—smoke.

In addition, the passengers are also equipped with knowledge about the location of life jackets, masks, and evacuation doors and how to use them. So that passengers can do first aid for themselves without the need for cabin crew.

Passengers are also advised not to sleep, take off their footwear, or listen to music when entering critical eleven timescales. So that passengers can understand the direction of cabin crew well and be aware of the condition of the aircraft.

Even so, every direction given by flight attendants and flight attendants on duty does not only apply to critical eleven only. Because emergency landing can occur at any time depending on the situation and conditions that occur.

For that, when the flight attendant and flight attendant are giving directions, you better look and pay attention to it carefully. So that you can understand what should and should not be done on the plane during the flight.

Never imitate what I am doing. Wh why?

When the passengers are busy looking and listening to the explanation of the flight attendants and flight attendants, my eyes are more fixed out the window glass. Enjoying the outside view as well as the brain thinks many things.

I invite—payari Tio on an airplane not for a vacation let alone a visit to your brother's house. As you have read before, I am trying to find Lutfi's whereabouts even though it is already a week late. But I'm sure that hope is there for people who want to try.

So, of course, my brain weighs a lot about the reason for Lutfi's departure to Singapore, which place he went to, and who he went with. Despite all those questions, I was unable to come up with a single hypothesis.

"Nu, this is why the atmosphere is so tense?" Tio suddenly disperse the performance of my brain.

"Hmmm...." I breathed. "how do I know, Yo. Me, just got on a plane."

"I-iya, anyway. But. I'm scared, Nu."

"Fear why?"

"How about the plane why?" He's nanya.

"Why?" I'm back with nanya.

"Yes, I've seen the news, the plane crash."

"Continue?"

"Yes, yes, I'm afraid this plane will do anything."

"Yo, who works here is an expert. If you're not an expert, you'll be told to bring this many people." I'm explaining. "After all, there was an unwanted accident, right, have been given instructions for first aid."

"Oooh.... So from earlier, you were also horrified by the talk of flight attendants? I thought you were ngalamun."

I'm nodding.

"This, which ngeiyain?"

"Nalamun,"

"Well... Why, you know what that is? Where's it?"

"Read a book,"

"Just read the book, so you know?!" He was a little screaming.

I'm nagging. "The requirement to be a good writer, must have broad insight. Where did that insight come from? Yes from reading the book." I said in an argument.

"That means people don't lie, huh?"

"Lied about what?" I try to be enthusiastic. There's no way I keep ignoring Tio while I'm asking her for this.

"You want the results of your writing to be good, you have to read a lot of people's writing," said Tio.

"Yes, that's it," I replied limply. Back daydreaming.

"I salute you, Nu."

"Hmmm...." I muttered, feeling that he was going to bully me. But it didn't.

"I salute you for being faithful. Take care of yourself, take care of the heart of other women. Honestly, I don't know when I can. You're really great, Nu."

Tio's opinion just gave me goosebumps. I'm not a man he deserves to be proud of. I used to be just like any other man, who was easily seduced by other women. I used to be an unfaithful type, before I knew Lutfi.

From Lutfi I learned loyalty, self-preservation, and guarding the heart. Not just when you are with your partner, but when you are alone. Because love and relationships not only last while together but the relationship takes place after the commitment of both parties is established.

When you guys—men say: "I want to be your girlfriend." And they—women answer: "Yes, I want to." That's where commitment is established.

Commitment to not dating others, commitment not to cheat, commitment not to be close to others who are not one gender.

Why that?

Now, I want to ask you: "Before you've dated, what did you do before?"

Surely most of you answer PDKT, both through the media and directly, right? Is there another way?

Known temen? Then you guys don't know—you want to know more about that guy?! Hmmm... don't make it!

From PDKT activities that the seeds of love are present. Either they appear because they are used to being together, or because of one thought, or have the same problem, or have the same hobby, or other similarities. Yeah, there's only one point: "sama".

So, after you have a relationship whether dating or fiancee or marriage or whatever the name is, and you still want to be close to other people—which is not same sex—that means you are having an affair!

Once again I emphasize, love is present from the time spent together. Can start from frequent confiding, frequent chatting, often doing tasks together, often eating together, or in accordance with the physical cremated, or other things.

From that, your partner forbids you to be close to others so that you do not find any similarities of any kind, so that there is no comfort that will cause love, affection, and love.

Of course this applies not only to humans but also games, music, movies, and social media.

Why could that be?

Already rife, people who are too fond of playing games become aggressive, angry, not even hesitate to commit criminal acts—steal, lie, and kill—for playing games. There are those who end up being crazy.

There are also so long singles, so they prefer to have a girlfriend on their phone. I mean game.

You don't believe that anyone's dating in the virtual world? Just search for the evidence yourself through Mbah Google. He's....

Still, those who already have relationships prefer to play games, or movies, or music, or social media rather than their partners. Even worse, some use their partners to get free funds, from their partners.

Hope you are not among those people.

So, that's how they keep you from other people, that's how they keep you two in a relationship, that's how they make love commitments.

And, again, keep your relationship not just together with your partner, but at any time. Don't let you regret it. Like what I feel right now. Regretting that my lover disappeared without a trace.

Indeed, sometimes regret is felt after loved ones leave our daily lives.

"Where is a great man who has his partner turned out?" I tried to deny Tio's statement.

I saw Tio surprised, and his face showed an expression of regret for already saying so. "Sorry," he said, "I'm sure you can find it in Singapore, later."

I'm nagging. "I hope so," Shifted his gaze out of the plane where the clouds had been below us.

"Hopefully, this time, I can find you, Lutfi."

I was pensive with tears.