Mastenges

172. See you tomorrow

The chirping of a singing bird in a tree branch that grows right beside the villa window where Pongki and Berta spend the night, awakens Berta from her deep sleep. He looked at the ceiling of the room, then he turned to his left side. Seen Pongki who is still awake while continuing to look at him. He nodded and sat down on the bed.

"You're not sleeping?" Ask Berta.

Pongki just smiled and shook his head. Then her hand touched Berta's cheek gently.

"Why not sleep? Aren't you tired?" Ask Berta again.

"No, I just want to look at you all night." Pongki sat up and continued to look at Berta.

"Pongki, you..."

"Let's... Don't protest at what I'm doing. I don't work, I don't care about being sick either. I was just waiting to die. So, let me look at your face to the fullest. So that I can be calm in the face of tomorrow."

Berta was silent, all alone in his body sagging at once upon hearing Pongki's words.

"Alright," Berta lowered his face deeply..

"Do you want coffee?" Ask Pongki.

"You, but I want to take a shower first."

"Want me to accompany you? I also want to take a shower. I want us to always be both, do whatever both." Pongki smilingly looked at Berta who began to feel devastated when he heard every word spoken from Pongki's lips.

Berta just nodded and tried to smile.

"Yuk," Pongki reached out his hand and was greeted by Berta. The two of them walked hand in hand to the bathroom located in the villa room.

Breakfast was available at the dinner table. Pongki and Berta just enjoy it. They had breakfast together after they had finished cleaning themselves. Then they continued their togetherness by enjoying a glass of coffee on the veranda of the villa.

They did not care about the officers who were on guard a few meters away from them. It was as if there was no one else but the two of them. They often make out and also speak from the heart of the heart. The two of them really wanted to maximize the time they had together at this moment.

At exactly 12 p.m., an officer approached those who were busy chatting in the family room in the villa.

"Sir Pongki, you're only one hour away. We hope you will be ready to return to the field, from now on."

Berta looked at the officer with an unwilling look. Even with Pongki looks resigned.

"Sir, can't we get to tomorrow?" Ask Berta.

"No ma'am, because you have to be isolated first." The officer's light.

Berta was stunned, he looked at Pongki who was trying to smile at him.

"It's okay, tomorrow we'll meet again" Pongki said.

"Meet? Then I brought you home in a lifeless state, you mean? Is it a meeting? That's more worthy of being called farewell, Pongki!"

Pongki fell silent, then he approached Berta and hugged Berta tightly.

"Sir, I'll get ready. Thank you" Pongki said to the officer.

The officer nodded and hurried to leave the family room.

"You.." Berta could not hold back his tears.

"That's it.." Pongki wiped Berta's tears and also rubbed Berta's back to calm his wife.

"You know, I'm gonna miss you so much."

"If you miss, be diligent in visiting me to the tomb" Pongki said.

"Why is this so heavy...." Berta was getting more and more dissolved in his cries.

No more words were spoken from Berta's lips. He hugged Pongki tightly. Until the specified time meets the end. The officer returned, trying to get Pongki back to the garage. Berta had to go back to his house.

"See you tomorrow" Pongki said, giving her best smile to Berta, who was still crying.

"Please promise to come and pick me up." Call Pongki again.

Berta just fell silent and continued to stare at his halal lover.

"Don't be sad, even though my body is no longer in this world. I will be present in any form. At night, I will be the moon. In the afternoon, I will be your sun. If the moon does not appear, I will appear in the form of a star. When it rains, I'll come in the form of memories."

Hearing Pongki's words, Berta's cry grew. He sobbed until his body trembled and his shoulders were shaken violently.

"Goodbye love, see you tomorrow." Pongki kissed Berta's forehead. Then he followed the officer who was driving himself to a car that had just arrived an hour ago.

"Rubby!" Call Berta, then the woman ran over to Pongki who was just about to enter his pickup car.

Pongki abandoned his intention to get into the car and looked back at Berta.

"I love you" said Berta, hugging Pongki tightly.

Pongki smiled, then he returned Berta's embrace no less tightly.

"I love you too much. Let this love I carry always, even though this life is separated by my body."

"Sir, it's time." Reproach an officer.

"Yes sir" Pongki nodded.

"I'll go first. Don't forget to come tomorrow,"

Berta was silent, he had to be willing to let go of Pongki who had to return to his detention cell in Nusakambangan.

Shortly thereafter, an officer asks Berta to come with him and deliver Berta to his residence.

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Sorry, I can't go home tonight. I'm on a journey of duty. Take good care of yourself at home. Give my hug and kiss to our son, Jagat.

The storm sent the message to Bella.

"Why Bell?" Erna asked, when she saw Bella pensive in the living room while giving breast milk to Maize.

"The typhoon said it didn't come home ma'am." Bella Sahut.

"Oh, it's so common. As the wife of the State servant, must be ready to stay while on duty. But don't worry, there is a mother who takes care of you and Jagat" Erna said.

"Thank you ma'am" Bella said, smiling at Erna.

"That means, tomorrow the Typhoon can't go to Nusakambangan?" Ask Erna.

Bella let out a long sigh and shook her head.

"Yes already, it's okay. Your mother and baba are leaving tomorrow morning. We have to be patient and wait here. You're the strong Bell."

Bella held back her cries, then she nodded weakly.

Tomorrow, the house will be crowded by mourners who know Pongki. They would pass on their grief to Berta and the family. Although Tidan can see Pongki's body for the last time. Because the body has been packed with a coffin when it arrives at the funeral home and will be buried directly in the tomb of the Berta family not far from the residence.

Ready or not, Bella, Berta, Typhoon and everyone who loves Pongki, must be willing to let go of Pongki. Ready or not, the name and everything about Pongki will soon become a memory.