Merapi Never Ingkar Janji 2 (The Return of the Sultan)

SS. 20. Bad News

Two weeks have passed, since the fainting incident Anita experienced that time. Shame because of the unpleasant rumors he had heard. Even to the point of forcing him to avoid his Boss.

That morning, he refused to go to work. If it wasn't for necessity, it would have felt like he was out of his workplace.

"Cie-cie, who's close to the boss." That was about a small mockery that was thrown directly at him.

But there are also those that sound insulting, making ear heat.

"Bagguk misses the moon, hahhaha.."

"Not back, but don't know yourself. Uppsss.sorry intentionally."

That was their conversation in front of Anita. No longer quietly behind, they even blatantly delivered.

Anita was still sitting pensively, recalling the little thing that made her heart ache.

"Why Nduk ? It's almost noon, why aren't you ready to go to work ?" Bu Ranti's question was not unusual to see Anita was discouraged in work.

"Gakpapa Ma'am, Tata's just a little tired. Set up permission for a few days." The answer.

"Mom knows how you are. It's not in your nature to be silent like this, if anything, Mother's same story." Hoping to lighten the burden of this very meritorious girl in his life.

"Yes Ma'am, but Tata's fine." He said while showing his sweetest smile.

"Rata to the room first Buk."

Ms. Ranti nodded, She was sure there was something she was craving. But he didn't want to force it, let him someday tell his own story.

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Several times heard the ringtone of the mobile phone from inside Anita's room. But left without anyone answering.

"Sir, cah ayu." Call Bu Ranti who happened to pass in front of his room.

"Top bye."

I heard water gurgling from the bathroom.

"There's a telfone, it's called many times."

He saw several missed calls from unknown numbers.

Tutt .. tutt .. tutt ...

"Hallo ! You are anywhere, the phone from earlier was not lifted. Don't know what if it's important !" Shouted a woman from across the country.

'Didih, after all who knows this is important is it not.' Anita grumbled in her heart.

"Sorry, who is this with ?" Tata asked who still did not understand the meaning just now.

"That's right, the stars are already living good, forgetting the same we !" His tone was so slender.

"Hallo, sorry Ma'am. I_"

"This is Astrid, Ma'am told me to go home. I kept calling out the name of Mommy !" Forever.

'Paklek, what's wrong with Paklek.' Anita's mind glared somewhere.

"Mother why Astrid ?"

"Father fell from the second floor." The answer was short, still in a hostile tone.

"Astag."

"Have not asked much. Get over here !"

Tut tut tut tut ...

Astrid hung up her phone without saying hello.

"This habit of children, from the past until now there is no courtesy." Omel Tata streamed.

"What's Nduk ? Looks like something's important ?" Asked Bu Ranti who had been listening quietly since.

"Paklek Bu, Astrid just called. Said Paklek had a work accident." Unmistakably.

"Astagfirullah, then how is it ?"

"Tata doesn't know yet Mom, this is Tata going there. To make sure Paklek is okay."

"Yes Nduk, do I need to accompany you ? I'm afraid you're why." Resentments.

"No need Mom, God willing Tata can take care of himself." Answers reassured.

"Then let's say goodbye to Buk."

"Yes, be careful on the road, son."

"Express, Ibuk. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Before leaving for Paklek house, Tata stopped by a fruit shop first. He bought a package of fresh fruit for his Pakleknya.

"How much is it ?"

"Everything is one hundred and fifty thousand."

Tata gave two pieces of money hundreds of thousands to the fruit seller.

"This is the change, Ma'am."

"Thank you."

"Thank you back."

With a rash move, he walked out of the 'Fresh Sari' fruit shop'.

"Tata !"

Not even two steps he came out of the fruit stall, someone called his name.

Tata turned his head and ascertained who the owner of the voice was calling him.

"Mas Andri ?"

"Hey, how are you ?" He stretched out his hand.

'Oh Allah, this is really Mas Andri.' he commented in his heart.

"Hey, how dumb." Andri said as she waved to Anita's face.

"Mas Andri how are you ?"

"Hahahah.I asked her back to ask." "Alhamdulillah I'm healthy mas, Mas itself how are you ?"

"Yes, as you can see."

Long time since the departure of his own home a few years ago, it is certain that they have never met at all.

After all, since then Andri also continued his studies outside the city. And just a few days ago he came back.

"Oh yeah, where do you live ? Where is this going ?" Andri Berondong.

"I, I want to go to Paklek Mas's house."

"Arman's Park ?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"It just so happens that I also want to go home. Can I take you ?"

An offer that Tata happens to need. But he does not want the past to happen again.

"Hey, what are you talking about ? Nothing is troubling." Pinta Andri convinced me.

"Yes, but I still have a show somewhere else first." Anita looked for a reason.

"It's okay, I'll take you wherever you want." Pushy.

'Oh Allah, what other omen is this ?' Rest in the heart.

"Come on, we haven't seen each other in a long time." Andri forced again.

"But Mas, I_"

"Hey Ta, has he been waiting for a long time ?"

Suddenly Alfatih came, and stopped Anita's speech before she could finish.

"Hey, that's fine. It just makes me a little stressed. Heheheh." Cengengesan.

"It could be you." Reply Al while shuffling Anita's hair.

'Oppsss...Mr. Al is not this, it's weird. His style is lo cooll...' Praise in the heart.

"Kok dumb, let's go." Take Al again.

Andri who since Al's arrival was confused by him.

"Oh yes, my mother. This is Mas Andri my neighbor in the old house."

"Oh yeah, Hey. Cohen."

"Andri."

They said they shook hands and introduced themselves.

"We're done with the business, we'll walk right away." Invite Al to end the dilemma.

"Oh yes Mas Andri, I am first."

"Eh, yes."

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Al embraces Anita while walking leaving Andri who looks dumbfounded at the familiarity of the two of them.

"Anita, how stupid I was to just let you go." His murmur was irritated at himself.

"Sir Al, let go of sir." Anita's whisper was soft after it was felt the situation was safe.

"It's quiet, get in the car." Al is more pushy.

Al shut the door of his car hard and sat in his drive.

"Where are you going ?"

"I want to go to my Paklek house, sir."

"Why are you avoiding me ?" Ask Al directly to the point.

"I'm not avoiding you."

"Then, why aren't you seen in the office ? Do you no longer want to work for my company ?" Al said flat without pause.

"Sorry sir, please put me down at the end of the road there."

"No, our business is not done yet."

"What business sir ? My business is more important."

Anita doesn't understand where Al's talking is going this time.

"Please sir, my Paklek needs my arrival. He just had a work accident." His thoughts to Al.

"Okay, I'm putting you down. But remember, there's something we still have to talk about."

'Oh Allah, what else is this ?' Complaints for the umpteenth time.

As Anita requests, Al stops his car at the end of the road. Along with the exit of Reza's car from the same alley.

"Reza."

"Sir Al."

"Where are you from ?"

"Here sir, I just came from Mr. Arman's house, provided compensation from the company for our employees who had a work accident a few weeks ago." Reza said he gave an explanation.

"Sir Arman ? So all this time Paklek worked in the company Mr also ?" Anita asked who heard their conversation.

"So, Mr Arman is your Paklek ?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Then follow me back there Za."

"Okay sir, go ahead."

With mixed feelings, Anita went back into Alfatih's car to go to Paklek's house.

Seen from far away, in front of the house there was already Bulek Rukmini and Astrid who were talking.

"Sir Al, I'm sorry I had better get off here." Her request.

"Why ?"

"It's okay, sir, but please put me down here."

"But_"

"Sir Al, I beg you." The request is more firm.

"Okay, okay."

Al stops his car and lets Anita walk first.

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