Muhasabah Love

Rival

“Useless!” Throw Tirta over the table. Not only that, he then threw away all the files and office tools that had been perched since. Daniel's report invites emotion because the assistant said he had not yet found Myria even though the search had been over a week.

“How many people do you need again, Dan? Or how much money should be out to find my daughter?” Mr. Tirta's voice boomed. Daniel who was in front of him could only bow without daring to answer.

“I've tried my best, Sir. But please be patient.”

“Can't wait for me to see Myria all this time? A dozen years, Dan! You remember that? I separated from him since the baby.”

Daniel went back. No words can be used to calm the boss. The man had tried his best not to sleep for a few days because he obeyed Mr. Tirta's will to continue looking for Myria.

However, luck was not on Daniel's side at all this time. He who used to be nimble and fluent in work, suddenly lost power. I don't know where Myria is hiding, even detectives still need time to find.

“I'm sorry, Sir. I will send more people.”

“Your answer from yesterday was like that.”

Daniel took a short breath to stretch out his chest. Secretly he is also tired if the energy continues to be drained without pause. But what else to do? As a worker and a person who accompanied Mr. Tirta for decades, he remained patient. “I hope you can understand.”

Free-tempered any further, Mr. Tirta finally shut up and sat back down. The man looked up so freely looking at the roof of the room. He threw away and took a long breath many times, then said slowly, “Am I going too far, Dan? Did Myria leave because I didn't approve of her? But he said no anger, why leave like that?”

It was a difficult question for Daniel to answer. He didn't know Myria so far away, he knew how she felt.

With great care, Daniel tried to give an answer. “Maybe Miss is just not ready to meet you, Sir. If I may be honest, maybe Miss is disappointed because you who used to spoil suddenly rough to slap her. A woman's heart is so soft. They talk with feeling rather than logic. So no wonder, one clash could make his world collapse.”

Daniel stopped elaborating and waited for Mr. Tirta's response for a moment.

“That's what I often hear from my wife.” Daniel added again.

Mr. Tirta was silent for quite a while. Many things wandered in the head: about where her daughter was at the moment; what the child was eating well; what she was healthy; and the most important thing was what Myria was happy with leaving the house like this.

Azan Zuhur raised the consciousness of Mr. Tirta. The man scooped his face with one hand and then took a deep breath. He got up from the big chair. “Rest, Dan. Eat more calmly without hurrying. I will worship at the mosque alone. You don't have to wait.”

“You don't eat, Mister?” Daniel's body turned as Mr. Tirta passed by him.

“No. I want to stay in the mosque longer. You can leave me.”

Not wanting to argue, Daniel assented Mr. Tirta's will. After all, he did need a break even for a while.

***

“Not slept again yesterday night?” The question came out of Sakti's mouth when he found that Angkasa was busy massaging the nasal bones. It has been a few days that his best friend behaved so because of lack of rest.

“Dizziness my head.” Space complained. Although often overtime until midnight, but this time is different. His head feels heavy with a view sometimes twitched.

Sakti approached, then placed the back of the hand against the forehead. “Heat body lo. Go home!”

“Gue pesenin taxi,” says Sakti again.

Space shakes. He just leaned back into the seat while turning right and left slowly. “Nyokap even worried if gini.”

“How's it going? Elo also does not know the time if I have found Myria. Wait for news from the police not to. Still maksa muterin town every night until morning. Your body must be taken care of as well.” Sakti began stringing sentences into word trains. It's certain that he won't stop talking if the man isn't.

“Next, Bro, wait for the police. Where can I calm down.” The answer of Space is so relaxing without any burden.

If Angkasa did not hurt, Sakti would have hit his best friend's head because of annoyance.  “For long I broke also lo head that hard cake stone it.”

Sakti's hands and shoulders were raised together. “He must be fine. I also want to escape with preparation. Myria is not a toddler. I'll take you to the doctor first. Your blood pressure is not normal because you never sleep. Can you stand?”

“Neventless. I bosen the smell of medicine mulu.” Not yet departed, the sky has been imagined the situation of the hospital. Several years of taking other antidepressant and sedative drugs made the man nauseous, even tired of himself seeing such a place. “Gue sleep is enough. Please handle this work that has not been done.”

Inhaled oxygen in the room strongly by Sakti. For the sake of sanity, he had to patiently face Space. The man stood up and took over the seat and let his best friend lay down on the sofa.

Due to busy with work, Sakti until not aware of how long it has been facing the laptop screen. He only realized when he felt his body start stiff so it needs stretching.

The tall body left the chair. Then, Sakti raised his hand to the top of his head, while his foot stepped towards the window.

The man pulled the curtain because it turned out that the day began in the afternoon and it was confirmed that the employees had gone home. “Great, yes, Rabbi of your creation.”

The originally bright blue sky, slowly yellowed and partially darkened as the sun began to sink. Sakti stands in place for a few seconds while admiring the charm of nature. For years living in the building, it was rare for the man to enjoy his time.

“Gue didn't even notice the three heads,” muttered Sakti again.

Discussing the age, Sakti looked back. He closed the curtain of the room and rushed to the Space because he wanted to take home.

“Pules really ni son,” said Sakti while walking closer.  Arriving on the sofa, he shook the arm of Space that had been resting its head since.

“Ka, wake.”

The first call had no response. Sakti tried again. “Kasa, we're back.”

Again no response made Sakti the initiative to check. When he touched his best friend, he panicked. “Nijir ni child even high fever.”

“Kasa, wake! I helped you to the hospital.”

Space whimpers slowly. He had a hard time opening his eyes because his head was like a rock. Consciousness is not intact because he thinks only darkness is visible.

Worried Angkasa why-why, Sakti immediately ordered a taxi online. He also called security to help him get to Angkasa to get to the bottom floor immediately.

Not long after, the taxi arrived. With the awareness that exists, Angkasa resigned and remained in the hospital.

IGD is the first destination. How many times did Space enter the place after its encounter with Myria? Sakti gets tired herself, but can't prevent her best friend.

“Wait for this infusion to run out. Later can only go home,” said the doctor who just handled.

Sakti nodded then let the doctor and the nurse go. He will call the health worker again if needed. However, as long as Space according to, there was definitely no harm.

Tired of standing, Sakti came back to the gurney and ended up sitting near the feet of the friend. He pulled out a cell phone to call someone.

The space that has been aware since last looked at Sakti. “Do not contact me.”

Without distracting, Sakti chimed in, “Ne. I sent Friska the same message to ask Myria. Wait for him bales.”

The words Sakti enough to make Angkasa breathe a sigh of relief. Not imagined, what the mother's nagging like if she knew she was in the hospital again. It is possible, Nyoya Nasita gave an absolute ban without any leeway later.

Different from the Angkasa that always accompanied Sakti, Myria is now alone. He was staring while enjoying the moonlight.

“You don't want to go home, son? Your parents must be worried.”

Myria turned her head, then dangled a smile behind her veil. “Not now, Mother. I hope Mother does not mind my presence here.”