Not Glass Cans

85. Aspri pak Walkot

The bright sky of Batam this afternoon, did not transmit the slightest bright to me. The bright smile that I give to every customer who comes and goes is just a falsity and an imitation. It feels like a long day to go through.

"Tumben don't wear a mask, mbak..Don't wear it anymore !" Anang had come home sooner than his work. It's still three in the afternoon, usually five o'clock more recently come.

"So, Nang, don't buy yet!" I answer just the origin. My nose is a bit clogged, because I cried for quite a long time last night. I could die a whimper if I had a mask.

"So, you still want to wear it?" Anang while turning on the speaker that has been plugged into his phone. I nodded as Anang looked at me.

"Later to buy, ma'am!" Anang was playing a song from a cell phone connected to a mini speaker at the cafe.

"Hours home soon, Nang?" These tables have been shiny again in an instant. The arrival of cafe customers is on pause. So hurry up the kukanebo before the customer comes again.

"Yes, mom. Same boss, told to sleep for a while. Later tonight tell me to pick you up at Hangnadim airport." The deg..! Mr. boss., what Anang meant must be the fierce one. This time I heard him mention it.

"Where is he, Nang?" While without a tone I asked, as if just asking a while ago.Padahat this heart is dusty.

"From Semarang, mbak. The boss wants to marry, so ask permission that." Leg.deg.deg.. Ah, Garrick is really going to marry Anggun, and forget about me ! Duh, my heart.., be patient with yourself.., believe me, your pain must soon pass..

"What are the candidates themselves, too, Wang?" Still with the tone of voice in passing.

"on its own. That is, the future wife does not want to come. Non Anggun said, the body is no longer fit, mbak." Anang's reply was astonishing, Anggun's tumben took off the patch to Garrick.. What's the body? Walking beside the ferocious to Semarang, isn't it fun..? Duh.., I should be with you Garrick... Garrick...! Garrick..!! Garrick..!!! Ah, if the crumb rempeyek, I want to bite just crushed the ferocious. I'm Rinduuuu...!

My soul is getting languid, the song that Anang is playing this time is like a total insinuation for me. The song has Yovie & Nuno, the Holy Promise. Thirlics about the stroke only once, and will not be repeated next time. Come on, don't want to...Exactly the fierce proposal to me. The song I once loved, now makes me so miserable. The longer I hear, the more it hurts!

But I can hold my chest, even though the glass is in the eye, it is not the time to cry... Duh... garangan..!

The song is endless. I think Anang has reset to play mode. What does..I can't stand that song!

"Nang, cook the same song? Want to nikung Ike?!" Anang was sleeping with a chicken bed by leaning back on the cashier chair.

"For gandrung aja mbak. Latah. sir boss had played the song for days in the car. I'm the one who's the opium, mbak!" Anang walked gontai near the phone and maybe will exchange another song.

"When did the boss grumpy muter-muter that song, Nang?" Talking about my former master, a little treating my longing.

I stayed Anang, my footsteps rushed towards the stairs to the top. The chest feeling is already tightened uncontrollably. But it turns out there is Lisbet, the little girl is breaking time afternoon in the TV room. Let me hold on as hard as I can.

I play my cell phone, call the meat supplier for the meatball base material that's slow the promise comes. Worried about running out, don't want to disappoint customers who craved the bad meatballs of Sedan cafe.

My call was completed just as Anang was coming upstairs. I was standing on the balcony of the Sedan cafe shophouse and looking down.

"Mr...!" Anang stood on the stairs, with only half of his body visible.

"What, Nang?" I hurried to the stairs.

"There's a real life!" Anang's index finger leads downstairs.

I can guess, maybe the personal assistant Mr. David in question. On the balcony, I saw him. Get off the service car parked on the sidewalk. I hurried to my cafe.

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"Sore, madam.." Aspri sir David greeted kindly as soon as we faced each other.

"More as well, mas..!" I looked at the question mark on Aspri sir David.

"Sorry ma'am, I came here to deliver my boss's message, Mr. David. He invites you to come to the Anchor Inn Resto at eight. There's something David's been telling you." Aspri sir David spoke convincingly. The way it talks is like Sundanese dialect.

"Where is mas?" I've never heard the name of that place.. I understand Garju resto..

"Later Elsi I picked up at seven and a half. How's it?" I look carefully aspri sir David, while I imagine weighing also Mr. David. I hope there's no bad intentions from them. Sir David is Graceful's father.

"Good, mas. Come." Come." I'll meet Anggun's father. Than I was curious. I hope that no crime will happen to me. Given the rise of cases of misfortune that is often reported to befall regional girls in Batam!

"All right, I'll excuse you. Thank you for your willingness mbak. Come!" Aspri sir David who looked polite was a small nod before disappearing passed. Heading to the sidewalk of the highway where his red license plate car was slapped.