NO DIGAS ADIOS (Don't Say Goodbye)
NDA -32-S
"Tono, have you noticed that lately the attitude of Non Selenia to Pak Adam began to change?" Bi Iyah was chatting in the back room, leaving behind Selenia and her two friends.
Mr. Tono-sopir who always shuttle Selenia to school, remember?- while enjoying a hot coffee made by Bi Iyah.
"Yes good then Mak," Mr. Tono always called Bi Iyah with the name Mak.
"I was yo ayem Ton when they got along. Not rich usually rich people do not know each other," said Bi Iyah. He was cutting carrots, nuts and chopping some vegetables to cook this afternoon.
"Maklum Mak, Sister Selenia is still in school. Maybe he was less able to accept his position now. ABG's son wants to be free Mak, don't want to be arranged."
"Yes, but Mr. Adam also did not much chat to Non Selenia you know," said Bi Iyah. "He proved to be freeing Non Selenia to do whatever he liked."
"But sometimes when you think funny too, Mak. Still in school, but married. That's if in my village must have been splashy. In fact, the female side had to get out of school. Do you know what the scope of the village is like? There is a rumor secuiiil aja, spread really spit!"
"Yeah, how about Ton. Fools, death, sustenance no one knows. Hope their relationship lasts."
"Amiinu. They also fit in well, Mak. Although the age of Pak Adam and Mbak Selenia is far adrift, but Mr. Adam does not look too old when juxtaposed with Mbak Selenia," Pak Tono spent his last sip of coffee.
"Yes that was rich that I said, his name was a mate. If I think this is yes, Mr. Adam is nurturing. He is suitable if juxtaposed with Non Selenia, not only in terms of physical. But he could also understand Non Selenia's still unstable attitude..."
"Shhhh...." Mr. Tono dyed. "Don't talk labile Mak," He pointed his index finger at his mouth. "If Ms. Selenia is horrified, she will be angry."
Reflek Bi Iyah patted her mouth. He took Mr. Tono's empty coffee cup and took it to the kitchen sink.
"Have you had lunch yet Ton?" tanya Bi Iyah from inside the kitchen.
"Mak already!" shouted Mr. Tono.
Bi Iyah appeared again by carrying a box containing granules of red and white onions and other cooking spices.
"Where to eat?" Bi Iyah gathered together and started slicing the onions one by one.
"So on the road meet meen seprofesi. Come by the warteg."
Bi Iyah sneered. "Hmmm. don't be royal-royal. Put your wife's son at home."
"Wong only eat rice with orek tempe the same as telor ceplok you Mak," replied Mr. Tono.
"Yes, but at home there's also Ton's food."
Mr. Tono is 45 years old and married. He lived in a town not far from where he currently works. The journey from here to his house is quite taken about 4-5 hours. He used to come home once every two weeks to see his family.
While Bi Iyah actually he had known Adam's family for a long time. Before working in this house, he also worked as an IRT at the home of friend Bu Lisa. But the family he once joined is now no longer living in Jakarta because it moved to Semarang. Not wanting Bi Iyah to return home, Ms. Lisa immediately pulled him to follow Adam - after Adam married and chose to live in his own house. At once so that someone can prepare their needs both everyday because Miss Lisa knows Selenia must not have been able to take the role of Housewife with her status is still a school child.
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Time has shown almost three in the afternoon and Adam is still struggling with his computer. The file in front of him is partly thinning because it has been done some. After finishing one map, he let out a long sigh and stretched his body muscles while still sitting on the chair.
"Just go on tomorrow," he murmured while putting the file that was a little bit of it into the drawer.
Once he felt enough, he began packing and preparing to go home. Honestly, he misses his wife. This day he deliberately did not send Selenia a message so that Selenia could focus on resting.
But this afternoon the sky looked cloudy and the speck of rainwater slowly began to fall. Adam drove his car slowly. The atmosphere was as usual, stuck. That is how Jakarta is.
While driving, Adam observed the sides of the road in case there was anything to buy for Selenia's souvenirs at home. But in the end his eyes were precisely fixed on a large storefront containing various kinds of dolls in a shop on the side of the road. Seeing this funny thing, he remembered Nola. The little girl who had captured his heart.
Every time she saw Nola, she always imagined 'if she had children'. Then without a second thought, Adam pulled his car over to the store. He wanted to visit Nola at the hospital and bring her the doll.
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"Gue went home first yes Sel," Cia stood up and hugged Selenia warmly. "The chips heal."
"Get well soon Sel" said Tony, smiling.
"Thank you" said Selenia.
"If you're not really fit, take a break at home" Tony said as they walked out.
"Tuh dengerin," continued Cia teasing.
The Selenia Reflek shook Cia's head slowly.
"Ouuuhh..." Cia shrieked softly.
After Tony and Cia left, Selenia could breathe a sigh of relief. Good thing Adam has not come home, his mind while rubbing the chest.
Selenia went back to the room to check her phone if there was a message or call from Adam. But it turns out to be nil. Maybe he was busy. Or maybe.... Selenia looks at the wall clock, 3.15 minutes. His forehead crept deeply.
Why hasn't Adam come home yet?
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...To be continuous...
