My Lovely Driver's
15
Lukman throws his backpack on the floor of a room no larger than 4×4m. Finally he returned to boarding after a week assigned to Jogja and Surabaya, replacing a sick crew.
Actually he was a bit confused by his desk job at the new TV station, he often moved both fields. His name is listed in the Floor director team, but in fact he is often on the field with traveling event crews. The team knows Lukman's footsteps as nature lovers who often travel and have also been domiciled in Jogja. So he is often involved in advantage-themed programs when located around the island of Java.
Lukman opened his bag, took out one by one the contents from inside. All the dirty clothes were stacked in one corner of the room, preparing to be taken to Laundry. There is no time off for him, tomorrow must be back to work in the office. All domestic matters must be resolved this afternoon.
On one side of the bag, there is a small space of 10 diameter. Lukman pulled a small box of black velvet-lined cloth from it, taking out its contents.
A beautiful necklace now he let hang in the fingers. Pendant in the form of Fuchisia colored Ruby became the center of charm.
A precious possession of his grandmother's house. The stone was discovered while grandfather was still a miner in Borneo. Grandpa made her jewelry, one a ring, and the other a necklace.
The actual jewelry could have been sold when several times urgent circumstances approached the Lukman family. But it never happened. It's not that things aren't urgent, but it's too valuable to move on to someone else. Other than children, grandchildren or daughters-in-law, I don't think anyone deserves to wear them.
And it was only three years that the necklace changed hands to Lukman. Mr. Amar gave after his son had a bachelor's degree. While Maryam-her twin-first chose the ring.
"One day, give it to your future father-in-law"
And last week he chose to replace the chain with white gold rope patterned, to make it look new and more luxurious. The combination of platinum and ruby is reddish pink; the pendant looks very beautiful when meeting a new partner.
“Poor necklace”
Lukman put it back in the box. Then reach back to the bag section earlier. There was a single rose that had withered, looking shapeless again.
“Thank God, just a sprig of”
The necklace and the flowers should have been given to the woman he loved last week, Natasha.
But for almost two hours he waited, the woman did not come. In the first few hours he waited patiently. But then Lukman began to hunt for time; the flight schedule to Jogjakarta was waiting for him. Then he repeatedly pressed the call button on the Nata number.
At the count of seven calls were picked up, by one of Nata's aides.
“Non Nata same family mas Radit, have not returned”
Finally Lukman rose from his seat, with a disappointed face that he could not bear anymore. The man came out of the park running all the way. As if disappointment was his strength, to immediately get up and run as far and as fast as possible.
****
“Luk, I moved to Talent in My Advantage, yes? Kasian hobby adventurer lo, same face yes - lumayanlah-it. If you are behind the screen aj”
Bang Vishnu called Lukman into his room before the office hours ended, he was the first person in charge of several culinary and traveling programs. And My Advantage is one of the flagship programs on TV stations where they have a career.
“Gak is Bang. Not my talent in front of the screen.”
“Luk, the honor is pretty lo. Sure nolak? Said she was getting married.”
Because of Bang Rian's bucket-mouthed fad, now the whole TV calls him Mahar Fighter.
“Gak Bang, don't marry first. Ayang bebebku already turned to another heart”
Lukman laughed at his own story with a grimacing play holding back the pain. A joke that involves feelings.
“Udah marry her?”
“Attribution kayaknya”
“Ah new fiancee too. Why died? Cheating lo?”
“Do not know also bang. Who invited him to meet. Which he did not come too. Trus tau-tau is already engaged. Would he not meet to tell you already fiancee time yes?”
Lukman even seemed to hitch a romance consultation in his senior room.
“Mending meet him. Ask clearly, what is wrong. Don't be like me just yet. Almost not a match with his wife, because he is in a misunderstanding. Kirain why ask for a break up. Apparently he thinks I don't love anymore because I forgot his birthday, even though my own birthday just like to forget. Even kolor nih, sometimes have used three days not replace, forget me. Newly aware fitting *********** dah hives”
“Jorok lo Bang”
“Jorok gini, bini I still love Luk. Abstinence of her husband said tired, immediately incandescent. Even though after that, you must ask for something to shop, online. Anyway this is how you are soon. Let's know it feels like a woman's repetition if you narok towel carelessly”
“Haha. Are all women that bang?”
“It looks like that anyway. Here I just one, tar if I get three more I can definitely take it again"
Men behind the table even laugh at the fate of their gender who is often plagued by the absurdity of gender named women.
"Wherever we look for women, it's in them. Yes, accept the offer. We are lacking this personnel, Darwin does not want to extend the contract he wants to continue S2 to Singapore”
Bang Vishnu returned to his main mission.
“Ogah. Unless I'm allowed to stay behind the scenes part time his”
“Take two-two, as long as you're happy! After all we can economical spending because only use newcomer artists ..”
“Awas. Tar if I'm a real artist, I show off the balance. Nangis lo”
"Crying, because pity see your balance is not there, there are also no girls. So tragic..!"
Bang Vishnu was still laughing as his junior body passed behind the door.
Lukman walked down the corridor, recalling the sentence that the important figure in the office had spoken. About having to find clarity on a problem. Lukman suddenly felt the need to do it. To be able to continue life without the word 'why' everything related to Nata, if indeed there is no way anymore.
He remembered a few years ago, my father had told me about the passing of my mother. The words that are now playing on his head.
‘You know dad's regrets? That I didn't get to see your mother leave, like a farewell. We were both wrong, but we didn't have a chance to find a meeting point to make things right'
****
“Buk, no maksa guests want to enter.”
Rani opens the Director's door, then thrusts her body from back there.
“Who?”
Rani, open the door wider. Letting the figure present itself.
“A”
The man now appears from there. With the same appearance as two years ago, while still driving him anywhere. The hair that is re-trimmed neatly behind a black hat with one, Nata giving. Makes them seem stranded back in time.
“How are you doing with a candidate.. Who made a promise.. Even not kept.”
The man played a pendulum on his oval-shaped workbench, at the same angle that the neutrals clashed against each other.
Nata still did not take away his shock. Digesting the meaning of arrival, smile, and Lukman's speech simultaneously.
“So you came that day?”
Nata is not convinced that Lukman has fulfilled his promise.
“Yes.. Here's proof. Fossil evidence of my futility"
Lukman placed a clear plastic containing a rose that is no longer shaped.
"What's this?"
"I'm not like a man who can buy a lot of flowers. But thank goodness it's just one stalk. One loss of gini. Poor money.. Though it used the money ration buy shampoo one year"
Lukman rubbed his head. Nata felt guilty. Both of them just look at each other for a long time as if they really hope to have the ability to be able to expose the feelings of creatures before them, but failed.
“I came that day Lukman.. But...”
“But, nemenin the man first.”
Lukman cuts Nata's defence. The man could not help his jealousy if he remembered Radit giving a wreath - even though it had been excruciating for weeks.
“Then why didn't you call?”
“Already. Your housemaid said you came out with that guy's family”
“So why is your call not on log?”
“Minikitihi.”
Lukman rose to the window that led to the city centre. Give Nata time to unravel his own confusion. It's really weird, none of her housemaids told her about the call from Lukman's number. There's only a single suspect's mother.
“So you're here, want to ask for compensation in what form?”
There was a long silence after he said. Nata suspects the intention of Lukman's arrival.
“Emang if I ask for compensation, such as... You aja. Can?”
“Do not joke”
Nata knew it should not be expected more from Lukman when he himself had already made a decision. But somehow he still can't hide Rona's unusual face when Lukman seduces her.
“I just want to know, why did you meet at that time, and why did it fail? I just want to dispel bad thinking, supposedly bad thinking it makes bad face.. I don't want my excitement to go down.."
Lukman opened his eyes to Nata, asking for an explanation.
“Why now just ask, why not from yesterday-yesterday when I was still waiting for your news.!”
Nata began to raise his head, with both hands resting on his waist. As if his frustration was all related to the man, it was accumulating at this moment.
“Just Nata.. You should have clarified yourself. I've called to ask. Why are you also blaming me? That's right Bang Vishnu. Woman is her innate mistress.”
“And I didn't know you called. That day I wanted to apologize for my mother's attitude. I want to talk to you, maybe there's still something we can do for this relationship. You didn't reply to my message, you weren't in that park!
I guess you don't care anymore!”
Nata deeply regrets the delay in resolving this misunderstanding.
Just last week he gave certainty to his match with Radit. The application will take place in two weeks. Who would have thought the story would be like this.
“Do not care about you? Until the ridiculous agreement of your mother I've been following you for two years. But my heart can't care less if you fall in love with me than me.!”
The arrow of the man's eyes pierced deep into Nata's heart which began to go rogue. It took a while for the woman to gather strength to speak.
“I'm sorry.. I don't know how it is like this. I guess you really gave up on the situation. It should have been two years ago that you made me sure that you would try to get to this point, so that I could wait and insist on refusing an arranged marriage. Why just now. When the application event is in sight.”
Tears shed one by one. Witnessing
that thing, Lukman for a moment did not dwell. Silence took over their time, again.
“Do you love that man?”
Lukman's question sounded very gentle and careful, but was able to make Nata corner.
The sound of knocking on the door ended their conversation. A man now appeared in their midst. Radit is confused, finding a foreign face in Nata's office.
Everyone was staring, waiting for who had the guts to open the conversation when the three of them were like this.
"Husband Nata's candidate huh?”
Lukman finally reached out his hand to Radit with a half-hearted smile.
Radit nodded then accepted the speech while thinking hard, feeling like he had seen a figure before this.
“I Lukman. High School Friends Nata lalu”
Nata chose to go to the bathroom, wanting to dry her wet eyes. Leaving the two men who were making small talk somehow.
“So this is the guy.. You agreed to meet him last week, right? I'm tired of going there, it's raining, tired, uh you don't even exist. Until he fainted in taman”
Lukman turned his head, looking for Nata to ask for an explanation. But the woman is still in the bathroom. Knowing Nata fainted that day - hence - Lukman felt guilty. But on the other hand somehow he was happy to know that Nata was trying to meet him with difficulty, even though it was too late.
“I've been waiting for him almost two hours there.”
Lukman looked back at the bathroom door.
“I'm sorry. The situation that night was very emergency, our sister drowned in Nata's house. So Nata took care of it until he got kicked out of IGD”
“Oh yes.. She's a good sister-in-law candidate.”
Seeing Nata deliberately avoiding them both, Lukman thought of a way to make it out to face reality. The man cleared his throat, then prepared to raise the volume so that his voice could be heard where the woman was hiding.
“Nata De Coco..! Out, pity this her future husband wants to meet. Two candidates! One is handsome, the other is handsome. Very nice to go home first. The new Kasian comes, the rival tar is heavy. Let me pause, usually in the Indian tablets. Young man wins lately!”
Then Lukman breezed away, just like that.
