OWNER OF HEART

The Eps 30

This is the second time I set foot in the Capital City, after I had previously been to the Capital City in order to book surgery that had been a best seller, in his time.

The wanderer looks down first. He smiled at me, gulping down mineral water in a bottle.

I was fixated, looking at the traveler as if finding another me. Alisku. There is something different about the traveler. I'm sensing. I don't know what's different about him.

I immediately approached him who was sitting on a bench, “you which way?” my many.

“Which way are you going?” he asked back.

“Jakarta East.” My answer.

“Hike a taxi or picked up?”

I was silent not answering.

For a while we were silent, sitting on a bench enjoying the night breeze.

“till when will you escape?” suddenly the traveler broke the silence between the two of us.

I knit both eyebrows. Think about what sentences are appropriate to answer the question. “Who escaped?” I'm breathing out, “I want to meet someone.” I answered with a bright look

fore.

“Someone? Why do you look like you're not okay? You should be happy if you are going to meet someone.”

At first glance I look towards Travelers, “at least I am not a loser. Which usually just run from the problem.” I smiled pias. I've been wanting to insinuate travelers for a long time about this.

“You insinuated me?” he said while staring at the bottle held.

“Thank God if you feel insinuated.”

Suasa was back in silence. I played the backpack hanger.Turning the basketball-shaped hanger.With the Traveler, he was busy playing matches.

“Are you sure?” traveling questions spread my daydreams.

“You mean?” I looked at him who was still playing a match. I'm sure he's asking me. Even though we don't look at each other.

“If you are sure, step up. However, if you feel you will not be okay. There is no harm if you escape.”

I'm choked. Digesting Traveller's words. I haven't had time to say anything. The phone I put in my backpack vibrated.

A call on behalf of Rashid came in.

“What's up?” ask me after my salutation was answered by him.

Rashid asked me. Did I get to Gambir station? I told you I was about half an hour ago.

Then Rashid told me. If I'm waited at the exit by junior and his wife. Rashid gave my number to his junior wife. So did Rasid, he gave me his junior wife's number. After the short conversation we finished. I hurriedly turned off the call. Then move on from sitting.

“Sorry, I have to leave immediately.” I said to the Traveler.

“Have been picked up?” tanyakanya.

I'm nodding. Grab a backpack and immediately I attach my back.

“Mheta..” call Pengalana.

I turned, “what's the matter?”

“Do you not want to ask me something?”

I glared, confused by the sentence of the wanderer just now. “You mean?” I knit an eyebrow.

The traveler just smiled, while giving a small blue box to me. “what is this?”

“For you.”.

I also know that little box is for me. If not, how could the wander give it to me, right? However, my question is not really the box. Why did he give me that little box.

“I understand this for me. Buty? I mean what is this for?” i asked.

“Have it, that's for you. It means nothing. Go awayl. Poor thing, someone must be waiting for you outside.”

I smiled. “yasalah, thank you.”I went from the front of the Traveler.

*****

Once outside the door my vision circulates all directions. Looking for someone who had previously sent me a message.

“Blue flower motif headscarf. Standing next to the car in silver.” I read once again a message from someone who was assigned to pick me up.

“Mbak Ayu...” heard a screaming voice calling me. I immediately looked at the arrival of the voice.

I reaffirm that if the woman standing not far from where I am, is the wife of junior Rashid who was told to pick me up.

“Mbak Desi, isn't it?” I asked while smiling at him.

The beautiful woman smiled, then extended her hand, to shake hands with me. “Iya Ma'am. The future wife of Om Rashid, right?” said.

I'm just smiling. Someone got out of the silver car. A young man who was none other than the husband of Desi.

Along the way we headed to the housing. The couple kept asking questions about my relationship with Rashid.

I smiled, reluctant to answer their questions. I'm afraid of being wrongly answered.

*****

“Mbak Ayu, this is Bang Rashid's house. Bang Rashid called me. He said to send Mbak Ayu to the house. Here's the key.” Desi's husband explained and gave me a key.

“Eh...” I am confused what to say to the two lovebirds. “He didn't come home, did he?” I saw them both in turn.

“Tadi phone. He said tomorrow at ten in the morning, just got a cruise license. Oh yes, our home is there.” He said pointing to a house lined with Rashid's residence. Exactly the same shape and paint. “So, if you need anything, you just stay home. If you can't wa my wife.”

I smiled and nodded.

I just walked into a house so simple, my phone came back.

Rashid sent me a message.

“It's here, huh? Happy resting.”

“Ya, thanks.”

“You've eaten?” rasyid's message is back in. It feels so lazy to reply to that message. Namu, I also need to be self-conscious. If I were to set foot in the house of that stranger.

“Already.” Answer's short.

“Oh yes, because tomorrow I get home around one o'clock in the afternoon. So, I wait for you in the office only. later we both leave for the home of Commander.”

I linked both eyebrows. “for what? You sent me here exactly for what?” I typed with a frown. There was a strange feeling approaching my feelings.

“To face Commander.”

Rashid's message I won't answer. I started to move towards the room. Room so simple. There was only a medium-sized mattress, a large wooden cabinet and a tv perched on the table. There's an

family photo, attached to the wall of the room. This is the first time I've seen a photo of the young stranger complete with his extended family.

I gulped, my throat instantly drying out. Look at the family photo. Makes me guess, if actually Rashid is not from an ordinary family. His father was a one-star general. To the right of dad

Rashid sat Mom who had been in the same room with my mom the other day in the hospital. Behind the two old men. There were three men, one woman and two men.

One of them was Rashid. Seen from his rank, Rashid seemed to be the youngest child. Because Rashid's rank is still below the rank of the man in the picture. As for the only woman after Rashid's mother, she was the one Rashid's mother told me about. He is the brother of Rashid who is now a profession as an anesthesiologist in the Jogja area.

“Death to me..”

*****

Morning has greeted to do his duty. But the tired atmosphere still enveloped me who had not closed his eyes from last night. I feel alienated in this place. This is not my place.

I grabbed the phone I put next to the tv in the room. Then, find my mother's name to call right away.

“Bu, sorry last night Mheta did not ngabarin, because he was afraid to disturb the break Mother.” I said after saying hello from the end of the phone to my mother.

Then she asked me, who was picked up last night and where is it now. I replied, “Mheta until about one o'clock at night,” I was silent for a moment, “continue. And Mheta the moment

this is Rashid's house. Last night he said he was going home at about one o'clock this afternoon. he asked Mheta to meet him at the office, he said.” I explained to Mom.

Mom told me to be careful and pray that everything goes well and well.

*****

Exactly twelve o'clock in the afternoon. I heard knocking on the door a few times. I immediately rushed to open the door of the greenhouse.

It turned out that Desi had come, after I had sent him a message.

“What's wrong Ayu? Have you eaten?” said Desi smiling.

“Udah Mbak. I was cooking indomie with telor.”

“Waduh, why don't you ask me just earlier Ma'am, make food. If Om Rashid until he finds out, my husband will be scolded.” His face turned a little grim.

“Nnothing Ma'am. I won't talk to him either. Log in here Mbak.”

“Where can I help?”.he said after we sat on the black and white sofa.

“Gini, he called me earlier, he said I was told to go to the office. I don't know which office. It looks like the building looks like everything. Can you ask for help, please? Ma'am Desi anterin me to his office he?”

Desi chuckles, “Mbak Ayu call Om Rashid ‘dia’? how automatic Mbak?”

Oh my God, romantic from where. I called him ‘dia’ because I didn't know what to call him. Moreover, we have never met after a short meeting in the hospital for a time. “Romantic what, Ma'am?” I'm breathing out.

“Ya romantic by Mbak.” He said with a smile. “Yasudah, Mbak Ayu ready-to-say first. I'll be anter to the Headquarters office. Said Om Rashid wear ordinary clothes what wear PSK clothes, Mbak?”

My eyes widened, shocked when Desibilang PSK clothes. He's not kidding, is he?

“Means Missi, shirt PSK...?” words hang.

Desi chuckles back. “Mbak Ayu know Om Rashid where? Emang Om Rsyid does not know PSK clothes?” looks like he's laughing at me.

I clenched, shaking so slowly. Rashid didn't tell me what clothes to wear.

“Mbak.. PSK tuh Work Uniform Clothes.” He chuckles back.

“Ooh...” I nodded. “but I don't have that shirt Ma'am

Desi.”

Desi shook his head, “Yeah... Om Rashid,” he refuted his chin, “already two years Om Rashid served DanKi here. In gandrungi many mothers, because they always pay attention to the composition. But..” his laugh this time broke.

“But what?” I urge Desi.

“But. his wife-to-be just doesn't know PSK.” shirt yet Desi words seemed to pounce on my heart. “try Mbak Ayu phone Om Rashid. What clothes? Maybe if asked to wear PSK clothes. Ntar Mbak can pinch my shirt

used to.”

I grabbed my phone and typed in Rashid's name. Press the green button to call it.

“Hey, what clothes should I wear?” I asked in a sullen tone, after saying my regards.

Rashid replied, if I have to wear PSK clothes and shoes and bags. Then I replied, “I don't have.”

Rashid answered from across the phone. If my gear is already in his closet. I just wear it. Then, I asked. “where do you know the same dress size of my shoes?.

rashid answered from Mother.

Lord…. If this wasn't a request from mom, maybe I'd choose to leave here.

Desi looked at me with suspicious mimicry. Maybe he was suspicious because of my conversation with Rashid on the phone earlier.