Not Just a Shadow

Chapter 5

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Monday at eight in the morning, someone suddenly knocked on my door when I was teaching after the sunnah prayer. I heard footsteps opening the door. Mom called me shortly afterwards. It felt like my heart was mixed, there was shame and fear in it. My jantunh cadence feels irregular. I said to prepare first to Mother, so that Mas Dika waited a little longer for me. And I heard Mas Dika's voice for the first time, talking to Mom.

 

“Sorry yes Son, ugly house. Drink Nak, Nak Dika ya?” my mother said to mince words. So good that it makes me suspicious. What did Mas Ferdian say to Mom on the phone this morning? Because since last Saturday night Mas Ferdian didn't chat or call me. My apology chat was not opened. Who said he wanted to send a photo of Mas Dika, also nothing at all, even I was surprised by Mas Dika who even came to the house unlike what Mas Ferdian said yesterday, to meet at the Bank.

 

“Don't say so ma'am, the important thing is to be happy and able to take shelter." Wisely, my impression when I heard his answer and made my mind awaken from the many questions that were in my head, I immediately rushed out of the room and greeted him.

 

“Again, Mas Dika ya?" I saw his tall stature, making me look up to look at his face. Handsome, calm, my impression when I saw his face. To make me confused and think, "People of the city, will all the people of the city be handsome, tall, well established like this? Is this also the king's stature in my heart?"

 “Morning too, Mommy Hira is ready? Let's go now!" his greeting made me blink violently shocked because my mind was still traveling. He allowed me, like I am someone who has rank only. Until it makes me smile.

 

“Mas Ferdian fierce same Mas huh?" I asked as I stepped out the door of the house towards Mas Dika's car. Arriving in front of the car, again he opened the door like I was the boss. That's all that came out of my lips, I dare not ask why "Mas Dika picked up at home did not meet at the Bank alone according to Mas Ferdian's plan."

 

“Beauty the Boss chick! No Ferdian's girlfriend is no longer a robot. Small model gini, I want to! Get to City A, I'm not gonna shut up. Let's drool over him! Girls like this are not found immediately. If I do, go home City A - City C I will not bother, even mountains I will climb! 'Rare Girls for Rare Guys' by the way!" dika's heart was noisy, grumbling within the heart as it spun towards the steering gate.

 

“Why was Mbak Hira kok tanyanya so?” ask Dika while driving.

 

“Nothing the hell, the end of the treatment of Mas Dika makes me like the wife of Boss Galak only.” sounds laughter Mas Dika who makes me laugh too, eliminating my fear that from earlier enveloped my heart, relieved taste. But when I thought about reprimanding him so as not to call me Ma'am. I undo my intentions, I remember when Mas Ferdian who would not allow me to call Mas Dika Mas Mas Mas Mas.

 

“Oh..It turns out this is the real thing, that makes Ferdian telephonant for hours, you make people so comfortable I can feel it. Now so no wonder I if he often smiles and there are sometimes uneasy indistinct” Dika astonished face until unconsciously he has shook his head expression of admiration.

I no longer welcome the words of Mas Dika, because the Bank B office is close, it did not take long to arrive. Mas Dika takes care of the admin, I just signed and asked to create a password and pin for m-banking and activate the Atm card. Easy complicated, thank God Mas Ferdian sent Mas Dika to accompany me. When we finished, we left the office. "I'll keep his Atm card in his wallet ah," I thought. I took the card from the account book, tucked in it. Look nominal in the account book, “Hah! 15 million.” I was surprised until Mas Dika heard it.

 

“ Just that, still not much for Ferdian Mbak.” replied Mas Dika without burden.

 

“For a little, but nominal so much for me,” I said limp.

 

“ Just relax Ma'am, just drain the pocket I'm sure will not run out. The source is like a water source. Than his house, full of flowers that do not flower at the price of a cantaloupe! Not to mention the expensive pet birds. Mending Mbak who is thin, more useful” chirp Mas Dika makes me calmer.

Because of the talk of Mas Dika who often digress, long ago I became to know more about Mas Ferdian.

 

Finally home too. Dika immediately said goodbye to home. After dropping the cardboard from the trunk of the car and bringing it into my house without excuse. I don't know what it is, it looks a little heavy.

“Tipan from Ferdian, saying your mother yes Ma'am, I have to stop by the Branch because. For a long time here there will be people who are worried about thinking no!"

 

“Please Mas for today. Sorry to trouble.” I said full of condolences.

 

“ Just relax! No hassle since I was paid dearly for this, hehehe”

 

After stopping by the branch office, Dika drove to City A. In the course of many words that are strung a thousand words in Dika's mind to make Ferdian, the boss and his theme so that the beard fire.

 

Ferdian had not yet returned home from work, before the door closed. Ferdian was ready to throw a lot of strands in his heart on Dika.

 

“Mnight Boss, still at home sitting in the office.” Dika tried to be ready to shield so as not to spray first, because Ferdian's face was full with images of exclamation marks and question marks. It's like the face of an interview note page.

 

“Tak feel awaited huh? We're in a meeting, tomorrow you go to City D. There's a problem in the branch there. Not right with employee salary spending. You take care, report immediately!”

 

“Already, that's Mr Boss? That command his name is not a meeting or there is an additional meeting?”

 

“Are you insensitive!”

 

“Alright Fer, you are not curious about your adoration?? Didn't cross your mind to leave the files here and see the world that makes you smile and sometimes makes you uneasy unclear? As your friend if I see it.galau is not clear with your age that is no longer ABG. Beautiful, his smile to be imagined, his height fits next to us, the sound of the holy verse chanting adem in the heart, polite said (Ferdian looks blank his mind laughed at the picture given by Dika) I'm ready to wait for him if you don't intend to grind."

 

“Damn you yes! dare to be unemployed! I'm tired of work!" Although not his own company but Ferdian has the authority to do so. Without a fairly thick folder cue, Dika's shoulders, who sat at Ferdian's large table.

 

 

“Tomorrow no transfer all bonuses to City D, thank you! You can go home.”

 

As Dika walked out, Ferdian's phone rang. Up to several times still left by Ferdian.

 

“Have lifted it, pretend it's cute but gegana!" dika said without turning back.

 

 

Calling....

Mas Ferdian

 

“Hallo, assalamualaikum Mas.” Ferdian let me say his greetings first, as if he was lazy to raise my phone.

“ Waalaikumsalam.

“ Mas,”

“Hemmmm" is very short, it hurts to hear the answer.

“Mas doesn't miss me? How angry are you at me??” I heard a heavy voice holding back my tears that were about to fall. Just now our relationship is official, even the cold war gini.

“Not dear, ngak. Start now, want to rain, right??” he's very sensitive, thank God. Eventually the polar ice caps melt as well. How piqued he was towards his partner's feelings and how attentive, his ritual was. Why did he get to be in a duakan? I hope I won't let him know love.

 

“Mas, don't be angry. I'm guaranteed, but Mas still cares about me. Thank you Mas, love you (for the first time I said that word, without me noticing. Shamefully felt. I quickly switched the word) Mother and father love the pattern of batik cloth given mas, and one more, why did mas give me a laptop? Give me money. It was a robbery, right?”

 

“Tu is that again, Adek not kapok huh? What did you say repeatedly? Just say thank you, plus love even more cool."

 

“ Deck,"

 

“Yes," I replied rather spoiled to cool his still hot heart.

 

“Dek,”

 

“Dalem, dear Masku.” (exasperated me because of earlier deck ..dek...dek..but don't say ).

 

“Heemm ademnya, Deck. Patient with you, huh? And never have the slightest thought of leaving Mas. Whatever, however, there is anything, when Mas is craving you do not join Mas diemin for long, Mas kangen.”

 

“InsyaAllah, whose fault was it yesterday?"

 

“Kok that,”

 

“Continue how to try? Mummum's gonna follow the priest."

 

“Finished dong dear, if you have the answer is so. Oya, Dika was not assortment, right?”

 

“Absolutely not, Mas Dika is engrossed in people huh? And he was very polite, treating me like a Boss wife, it seems like the Boss sir is fierce!” my babble, while insinuating him.

 

“Adek nyindir Mas? Is it so bad?!”

 

“Gak fierce anyway, just a lot of commanding and requires something, but I'm grateful Mas the person warm."

 

We talked until Mas Ferdian got home, because he did not turn off the phone even though he was driving. We finished talking until 12 p.m. That was our day until I graduated High School.

 

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