Miss of Sunday

Old People in a New Atmosphere

One week already Sunday working at Font. His days were busy with the analysis of several client order software. Two days ago he also had a meeting outside the office with a client who ordered an information system for the department store to be opened. The client wants the information system to include a complete sale with all stock information. He is now doing analysis for this information system. The fedora team is well-known for handling simple desktop-based information systems and that is why the fedora team has many projects in place.

"Not done yet, Sun?" Lita's right next to her desk.

"A little more, just attach a list of system needs requested by the client."

"Then I go home first."

"okay." Sunday smiled at Lita.

In the room there is still Boby who does the coding. Sunday approached Boby and gave the results of system analysis that he had finished working on.

"Bob, here's the attachment. The client request list is here. Look also before I leave it at tomorrow's meeting."

"You gave me a leak?" Boby smiled at Sunday.

"Yes, at least after seeing my analyst you have a shadow of what this system will do and how tomorrow's meeting will be negotiated."

"All right, your idea was good. Thank you." Thank you."

"Either. Oh yeah, you're not coming home?"

"home. But for a minute, there's a few lines of syntax. If I run, I go straight home."

"But if debug error?" Tanya Sunday gives the worst possible

"Yes, stay home." Then Boby laughed. Sunday too and the farewell to leave the room.

Exit the elevator door a phone came in. From Victor.

"Home home?"

"It's just coming home."

"Let's wait there. 10 minutes I'll come."

"Hey... Are you here?" No more answers, phone disconnected.

Victor said to wait for him. That means he's around here somewhere. Sunday and then sit on the sofa loby. Pick up the phone and write some notes for his agenda tomorrow. A routine that he does so that his work can be completed systematically.

"Sunday's? You were right Sunday." Someone was standing in front of Sunday. Sunday gasp.

"I thought yesterday was just a mislook, but it turns out this is you." Sunday was already standing next to the woman in the loose dress.

"Sister Rima?"

"You work here now?"

"Yes Brother."

"Yes God... We finally meet again. It's been a long time huh. How's it going? Do you like working here? Did the seniors do you a bad job?" Rima flocked to Sunday with questions. Sunday just grimaced not knowing where to start answering.

"Ahh, I'm talking too much huh." Then Rima gave a small laugh.

"It's okay, Brother. Obviously I'm good and also like my job because my team is very solid and very guiding."

"Thank God." Rima seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Actually at that time I felt very guilty about you. I just want to help Faris." Hearing Faris' name called, Sunday's chest rippled.

"I'm sorry, yeah. I know it's too late. But at that time Faris said you were furious and forbade me from coming to you. Be that I never met you. But I still ask Herman about you a lot. Until you graduate and I don't know how you are anymore." Obviously Rima is long.

"It's okay, Brother. I've forgotten that." Sunday brings a smile.

"really? All this time I've really felt guilty." Rima holds Sunday's shoulder.

"Oh yeah, I heard from Herman you and Victor are dating?"

"Ahh, no Brother. It's not like that." Sunday heard Rima's question.

"But Herman saw a picture of you on Victor's mobile screensaver." Rima probing

Mr. Herman and Victor were close since Victor was still a laborer and not a lecturer. So the possibility of Mr. Herman to know about him with Victor is huge. And of course, Mr. Herman and Rima know all that.

"Ahh, it might just look like me."

"You're still evasive."

"What team are you on?" Sunday diverted the conversation.

"I'm at Red Hat."

"Well, I heard cool people were there. Handling various multimedia projects."

"Ahh, you're overreacting." Rima shook her hand.

"You're a new employee from yesterday's hiring period, right?" Sunday nodded.

"On what team?"

"Team fedora, Brother."

"The team is busy with a lot of projects. The spirit."

"Yes, Brother." Sunday smile.

"Did you want to go home?"

"Yes, are you driving alone or taking public transport?"

"I'm on the bus."

"You want to come home with me? But not until your house. Your house is far from here. Want to get to the stop?"

"No need, brother. This time I'm waiting for an online taxi." Sunday is lying. Because if he knew Victor would pick him up he might think that he was really dating Victor.

After saying goodbye, Rima also came out of the door loby. Sunday massaged his forehead.

What is this place exactly? One by one people near Faris showed up here. Brother Novi Om Sasono, Brother Rima. Faris will soon emerge from the elevator. Ahh, then what if Faris really shows up?

Sunday is shortened when the phone from earlier in his grip vibrates.

"Yes, I'm out soon." Victor was already waiting for him on the highway ahead of Font. Sunday approached.

"Why is it here?" Ask Sunday after Victor returns to the car.

"I just had a seminar in the town hall building."

"Oh...."

"Eat first yuk. Any good food recommendations here?"

"Oh, this afternoon there's a nice rice pecel before the roundabout in front of it."

"Well, not long ago here you had a list of good food stalls."

"His name is also a culinary event reporter." Sunday then chuckled. Victor smiled wryly.

Victor parked his car next to a pecel rice stall that was open from 3 p.m. Sunday knew this place overtime. Lita showed it. And according to Sunday pecelnya is delicious. Pecel seasoning is fitting, not too sweet and also very pleasant is a choice of vegetables and side dishes are many.

After entering Sunday then ordered pecel with vegetable turi leaves, side dishes of beef and salted eggs. Oh yes, peyek here kriyuk once with a sprinkling of peanuts or ebi can choose at will. Anyway recommended. While Victor pecel contains standard vegetables with meat side dishes only.

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"Sunday..." Suzan paused her lips in a kiss. What he kissed was his posel screen.

"I'm kangeeeennn..." Sunday who was about to have lunch broke his intention. He beckoned Lita to lunch first.

"When can we meet?"

"When are you, Suz?" Sunday asked again because he also did not know when.

"You are really a busy person in Indonesia right now." Sunday chuckled while listening to Suzan's accusations.

"You know, the projects I've handled are a lot."

"Oh yeah I almost forgot that you're not a computer teacher in SD anymore but you're working in the biggest software house in the country."

"It's not so, but I'm afraid the weekend also has to meet clients so I can't promise."

"Yes, yes, I understand. Come on, my customers have elongated this."

"You're ready to be fired huh, serve on video call?"

"No way dong, Sun. That's called me crazy." Suzan then laughed.

After Suzan closed her video call, Sunday went down for lunch. If you are alone like this eating in the cafeteria seems more practical. Lita and her teammates must have eaten oxtail soup at the restaurant across the street from Font. But Sunday is too lazy to walk alone even if only to catch up there.

"Sunday wait..." Call someone. Sunday recognized the voice and looked over.

"You going to the cafeteria?" Gina was a little breathless when she was in front of Sunday.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Corn." Gina embraces the Sunday arm. Gina is a person who is easily familiar. Although new to Sunday but he already felt close.

"What was your boyfriend yesterday?" Ask Gina.

"Daughter? Which one?" Sunday knitted his eyebrows.

"That picked you up yesterday afternoon."

"Oh that. How do you know?"

"I saw you."

"He's just a friend."

"really?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Even though you don't have a boyfriend, you're there to pick up when you're tired of coming home from work. Ahh, glad." Gina now rests her head on Sunday's shoulder. Although Sunday is shorter than him but still do that and walk a bit obliquely.

"You can also ask to pick up your girlfriend. Just ask her."

"I don't have a boyfriend either." Gina pouty. "I only have someone I like."

"Someone you like?"

"Yes. I liked him a long time ago but I don't know if he likes me or not."

They have now reached the cafeteria. Sunday ordered his favorite menu here. Mushroom meatballs. Suzan did not like meatballs so she ordered chicken fried rice. While waiting for the order they sat at a table near the cashier.

"Ask him." Sunday chimed in and he giggled to himself.

"Try me that brave." Gina pouted and propped up her chin.

"Just use the pretext of women's emancipation."

"Is that allowed?"

"There's emancipation, so what men do, women can do, too." Sunday provoke.

"Is that a good idea?" Gina looked at him with a plain look. Then Sunday laughed. Gina was confused.

"Gina, let's see how much he cares about you. How often he calls you and how much time he spends on you. From there you'll know if he likes you or not."

"All I've done but he's very hard to guess."

"Eat him dating people, not with TTS. You're having trouble guessing."

"Ihhh, you are." Gina hit Sunday's shoulder and then complained. They are starting to get that familiar. Start joking around and confiding in each other when the opportunity arises.

"I like him a lot. I don't know how I like it so much." Sunday so smiled to see his new friend who was kasmaran.

"I told you to just tell him instead of you being nervous like this." Sunday received his meatball and immediately seasoned his style. Gina's order had also arrived in front of her.

"Well, if I meet him I'll say it."

"Good, do..." Sunday was trying to encourage.

"Lunch here?" There's a man's bass behind Sunday. Sunday.

"Yes, I'm lazy to eat out." Answer Gina. Sunday only turned a smile to Om Rudi and did not want to look familiar so that Gina did not suspect that she had a relationship with Om Rudi.

"Om having lunch too?" Gina.

"No, I just bought this espresso." Shows the plastic glass he was holding.

"All right, I'll go first."

"Please Om." Answer Gina again. Sunday once again just a smile.

"You're meeting your father but like you don't know each other." Sunday surprised. The spoon he held fell into the bowl. He had performed as well as he could but it turned out...

"So you know about that?"

"Hmmm..." Gina feeds her food.

"Where do you know that?"

"From Om Rudi." Gina was still chewing casually. In contrast to Sunday which looks restless.

"Here you go, I won't tell anyone either. Om Rudi says you don't want to be considered working here because of a relationship. It is."

"Yes. Nepotism to me it's a shame that people think I'm welcome to work here because of my stepfather as a project sponsor."

"Why embarrassed? Everyone in this office knows that I work here because of my relationships and I'm not ashamed at all." It's a good time for Sunday to know who Gina really is.

"At the same time you were accepted for your ability to pass the test so what's wrong with working with the family here."

"Relations? Whose relation are you?" Ask Sunday carefully.

"My father, Om Sasono and Om Rudi were good friends. They have known each other for a long time. Actually Papaku has a manufacturing company that produces household appliances. Like the cutlery we use this Papa factory production. Pans, fryers and everything in this cafeteria was its production as well.

"Ooo... But why don't you just work for your papa company?" Sunday was quite curious about it.

"less challenging. It feels better to receive a salary because I work, not because I manage."

"You're just weird. It's not better to work in your own place."

"I told you, less challenging." Gina.

While arguing suddenly Gina's phone vibrates voicing the ringtone ringing of whatsapp.

"Oh my God, long life. He called." Gina's face turned very bright for the sake of that phone. Gina shows her phone screen in front of Sunday. Instantly Sunday choked on his spicy meatballs until he coughed. Gina offered a drink even though she was picking up the phone. Then Sunday moved away so that Gina would not be disturbed by the sound of her cough.

Is this just a coincidence or is it really a coincidence because it all comes back to spin again into Sunday life. All the people he had not met for a long time suddenly appeared one by one.

Now Sunday's coughs have subsided but his body feels weak because of whatsapp profile photo that Gina showed it. How could a world as big as this be as small for Sunday.