Magic Lantern

The Moments

Ratih's heart became very messed up. He really didn't expect to see Krishna again.

His emotions and feelings are disturbed. Even while spending time with his friends in his rented. It was clear that a cloudy nuance was swirling on his face.

"You why the hell? So lethargic. Not excited and passionate."

"It's okay."

"Beyond? You are so different, as always."

"A lot of work."

"Gossip in your office is always alone with our President Director." Kontan his friends giggled laughing at him.

"cheap gossip. I'm going to work. The secretary and his assistant are far away. I was appointed to replace them for a while."

"It's okay too. If you're the Director's mistress, it's bound to impact on life improvement as well as the careers of us all."

The mood became boisterous.

"Not funny! My feelings are getting uncomfortable. I actually wanted to resign and change jobs. But the compensation amounted to five hundred million rupiah. Where's that money?"

"What are you doing to resign? You don't like us getting together? Feeling distracted?"

"It's not. I don't want to lose you all either. I just can't stand working with Kreshna."

"Our president director is Kreshna? Wh why? The bossy? Demanding?"

"I don't like it."

"Change with me." Pinta Diah's.

"Could you?"

"Can't do it?"

"I've asked to replace with another but Pras said he couldn't."

"Si Pras is indeed the same sirik I am. Can't see anyone happy." Diah Diah grunts.

"You and Pras are like Tom and Jerry." Amanda Ceplos.

"You know how obsessed he is with me. If not using or oppressing. Will not be satisfied."

"If you're not married. You're fit to be one of her lovers."

All his friends were laughing including Ratih. His friends were the comforters of his troubled heart. Especially since meeting with Krishna again.

"So his subordinates I was depressed and hurt especially to be his lover. Guaranteed my heart leaked."

"Pump dong, if it leaks."

"You think the tires, they leak."

They're back laughing.

Ratih's heart was a little comforted to hear the joking of his friends. His mind was diverted from Krishna.

They spent their long nights in the coach's contract telling stories, joking and playing cards.

"The news in the office is very good about you with Mr. Kreshna."

"You guys don't gossip dong."

"We've already said, you and Mr. Kreshna have nothing to do."

"They're so nosy!" Suluk Ratih.

"The name is also man. You two are both single."

"You look good too."

"Huk!" Ratih choked on hearing his friend's words.

"Don't be so nervous!"

"You're not helping me, you're adding." Ratih's face grumbled in annoyance.

"Why the hell do you look allergic to Mr. Kreshna?"

"I don't want the gossip to spill over into my job or my career."

"If you quit your job and become Krishna's mistress, it's okay, right?"

All his friends laughed. Ratih's face was very sour.

"I didn't mean to make fun of you." Sahut Diah painstakingly endured his laughter.

"Should we apologize to Ratih? What are we wrong? Reveal facts?"

They laugh back.

"You guys are really so shitty!" Laughing they broke again.

"Just being bullied just like that is already angry!"

Ratih's lips are hoarse. He did not want to share his story with Krishna which made him disoriented and did not know how.

His quiet life was disturbed because they met again.

Kreshna himself was also troubled by their accidental meeting. Moreover, they also have to work together. Something both of them do not want.

The relationship between the two leads to drama and misunderstanding for both.

Since they were separated. Ratih has no curiosity whatsoever about Kreshna and or Alicia.

Their relationship is like building a sand castle. Not taking them anywhere. Just giving me hope.

Ratih's memory floated when they were resting in the middle of their busy work.

"Cubel lunch. You must be hungry."

"No need. I'm going out to lunch with my friends."

"This is called the work of Rodi. Lunch hour employee rights."

"It's an emergency, I can't linger here even if you beg and hold my leg."

Ratih's face flushed with the laughter of Krishna.

"Not funny!"

"Oh yeah, very funny! Let alone seeing your expression."

"What expression? I didn't react to anything."

"You just calm down! It's a regular lunch. There is no ring. You're allergic to the proposal." Kreshna's laughter again exploded to see the face of Ratih who was like a nano-nano.

"You should have proposed to Alicia! Not me!"

"Oh yeah? Why so?"

"Because you guys seem compatible and fit."

"You're still jealous of Alicia."

"Who is jealous?"

"What did you talk about him for? What if you're not jealous?"

"I didn't mean to talk about it. I'm just reminding you that you often feel dependent on him. You're always looking for her every time you need her. Why don't you just marry her? Don't get me wrong! It has nothing to do with jealousy. It's all over why be jealous?"

"What do you see now, I'm running towards him?"

"Maybe because you're far apart."

"Yeah! I can't swim back and forth from here looking for him. You're right!"

"You know! This conversation only triggers tension and won't end anywhere."

The increasingly boisterous atmosphere made Ratih stammer because it was cut off from his daydream.

"How about we play truth or dare?"

"Good idea."

"You agree, don't you, Tih?"

Ratih nodded his head at the enthusiasm of his friends.

"Mie or rice?"

"Mie."

"Why?"

"I think noodles taste more addictive than rice."

"But if there's no rice, isn't it?"

"It's called a dilemma. DL."

The kontan they laughed boisterously.

"When can you choose both?"

"Maybe but fat own responsibility." They're back laughing.

Answers are not important. They just want to make jokes that can be entertainment and laughter.

"Shoes or sandals."

"Sendal, dong."

"Reason?"

"It's more comfortable, right? Casual."

"But if kesel to ngegetok people less shady taste."

"If you want to kick, how about a cow?"

Their laughter exploded again.

"What the hell is this? It's not clear truth and dignity."

"Old wife or young wife."

"Two dong!"

"Reason?"

"Available defense and mercy. Not inherited. Beliefs. Freedom."

"But is it possible that the young are loved and become an impingement?"

"OKs. Wife young. Massa dikirimi. I don't get inheritance. Married under the hand. Beenjadi. Suspected. Again, old or young?"

"Twaaa…."

"Isn't it?"

Their laughter grew louder.

"Especially women have their expired date. Want treasure or love if that's the case?"

"Busetttt, very matre!"

They're back laughing.

"But most people choose divorce over old or young wives."

"The name is also truth and dare!"

Their laughter exploded again and this time while holding each other's bellies.