Pellucid
Chapter 123 - Taking Off Your Travels
To support the feeling in reading in the first part of this chapter.
Othor suggested playing "Love Me" by Punch (Ost. Do You Like Brahms).
More suitable that INDO-SUB with lyrics. So Sobat Safira can live more.
Happy Reading💋
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A woman rushed out after the door of a TNI AU plane carrying her from Lombok to Jakarta today had landed perfectly at Halim Perdanakusuma Airport, East Jakarta.
At first he was resigned to fly to Jakarta with the ticket he had bought. The departure schedule is at 13:00 WITA. No passenger will cancel the ticket.
But at nine in the morning, he got a glimmer of hope when a group of TNI AU officers greeted him going to Jakarta. Especially in the group there was one soldier who was injured after joint training and there was no doctor on the plane.
"I'm ready, sir. I will try to help if in the air, my energy as a doctor is needed. Thank you very much for the ride" said Dr. Heni, smiling. It was as if he was getting a glimmer of hope or an oasis in the barren desert surrounding him.
"good. Please follow me," said the commander of the TNI AU group.
"Thank you God" Inner Doctor Heni gave thanks. Even if it is certain to arrive late. At least departing from Lombok earlier is better than waiting for departure at one noon which will be feared delay because of the weather or other things beyond its control.
All in the air, he continued to pray and muttered shalawat. He also remembered the last time Papa Bening came to Jogjakarta which turned out to be their last meeting.
"Hopefully you can wait for me for just one second, Pras. If I can't, at least I can hold Bening near your navel," Inner Doctor Heni said a prayer.
After almost two hours of travel, the TNI Air Force plane that took him to Jakarta landed safely. After saying a lot of thanks to the TNI AU group, he ran immediately to the exit.
He accidentally hit a janitor on duty.
Bugh...
"sorry. I didn't intentionally. You're okay, right?" asked Doctor Heni sincerely apologizing.
"Oh it's okay" said the office girl.
"I apologize once again. I am not focused. I ask permission to leave because I have to go to my brother's funeral immediately" said Doctor Heni politely.
"Okay, be careful on the road ma'am. I am so sorry," said the janitor.
"Thank you" replied Dr. Heni, rushing back to find a taxi.
He no longer thought of his disheveled appearance. Since last night he waited at Lombok International Airport, NTB. I wish there was a miracle for him. But the universe of other wills that in the end he had to buy a ticket that from the beginning was proffered by the officer as the rest of the existing ticket. But a miracle appeared when he was gone.
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A few minutes later, he got a taxi.
Chequek...
Brakkk...
The taxi door opened and closed quickly.
"Tomb garden of the hero Kalibata, sir. Please find a road that doesn't get stuck, sir. So quickly get there because my brother is buried today" said Dr. Heni pleaded hastily.
"Today my order was all on the way there. He said he wanted to see the funeral procession of Pak Wakapolri who died yesterday. Reportedly due to a heart attack over hoax news about his daughter and son-in-law. What a terrible hoax to make people die. You said her brother died and is buried there now. So your brother was Pak Wakapolri who died?" ask the driver in surprise.
"Yes right, sir. Please help me get there quickly. I just landed from Lombok" said Dr. Heni, pleading.
"okay, Mum. I'm trying. You see, my previous passengers could not get down near there because it was very rame impact the car parking officials. Keep enthusiastic people enslave to look directly there. Is it okay later mom dropped a bit far? You see, this car is not an invitation so it should not be too close to the forbidden zone because reportedly RI 1 is also present there," said the driver as it is.
"That's okay, sir. Later I can walk to the cemetery area," said Dr. Heni.
"Okay," the taxi driver answered briefly.
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When it was only fifteen minutes, suddenly the tire of the taxi car that was boarded by Doctor Heni suffered a tire rupture. Automatic he immediately took another transportation to arrive at Kalibata soon. Because it is impossible to wait for the driver to find a spare tire. Where currently the clock has shown at 11.30 WIB. Finally, he decided to take a motorcycle ride.
The long, drizzly traffic jams that came on suddenly made him stay longer on the streets. He no longer cared about his clothes getting soaked. Although he wears a raincoat owned by a motorcycle taxi, it is still wet because of the sudden rain quite heavy.
"Continue, Bang. No problem though. It will rain only water so wet-wet is nothing," replied Dr. Heni remained tight.
"Ready," said the eager ojeker.
He finally arrived at one o'clock in the afternoon. The journey from Halim Perdanakusuma Airport to Kalibata which should be taken one hour, finally takes up to two hours. And now he was running among the crowd.
There are people who decide to go home and some are still living. As a result, he jostled with the people who were there.
The weather is testing itself very well today. On the way from the airport to the cemetery it suddenly rained, but now it is dry and hot when he is near the cemetery.
While inside the cemetery, Arjuna was sitting tightly clutched his wife. He's been by Bening's side since yesterday. Do not want to go far from the wife who really needs her.
"Come, Mama's home. Poor baby is hungry. Tomorrow we can come here again if the grandfather general misses," whispered Arjuna softly in Bening's ears.
"Still miss Papa," the sad little grandson of Bening.
"Yes, tomorrow Mama can come here again accompanied by Papa Juna. Mama don't have any pity on Grandpa General's favorite thing in here?" great-granddaughter Arjuna while gently stroking the wife's stomach.
"Yes, let's go home. Come here again tomorrow. Promise yes," great-granddaughter Bening sounded spoiled and while whining softly.
"Ready to do Miss Kombes," replied Arjuna comforting Bening.
Bening also looked down and kissed the tombstone that was listed by the name of his Papa and stroked it.
"Just go home, Pah. Clear Papa's love a lot. Later in the night do not forget to be present in the dream Bening yes, Pah. Clear wait," Inner Clear.
The two walked slowly into the car with aides with strict police escort.
Doctor Heni who had approached, had shouted to Bening and Arjuna. But they did not seem to hear because the community was still very crowded in the area.
"Juna, Benny!!"
"Switch, wait!!" doctor Heni shouted back but the car carrying Arjuna and Bening still left the garden of the hero's tomb, Kalibata.
A rough sigh escaped Doctor Heni's lips. "Fwildah...."
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His feet slowly stepped towards Papa Bening's tomb. The conditions inside were already very quiet for now.
Her beautiful back shook, her hands wiped away the tears that flooded her cheeks. The pieces of memory kept on trailing him. Especially the last time Papa Bening invited himself to a romantic meal at Abhayagiri Restaurant. What a wonderful unforgettable memory for him.
"Pras, I'm coming. Thank you for your prayers, I am finally late to be present at your funeral. Though I was speeding up was riding ojek here. Clothes and wet hair. My mouth is scuffed. My body hasn't had a bath since yesterday. But may I but be your prettiest friend" Doctor Heni's great-grandson sounded sad.
"I have to how?"
You know that I love you very much. But nevertheless...
Destiny never sided with him. The two were separated because they were not fools. And now fate separates him from the man he loves forever. Deaths.
"Are you happy there now, Pras?"
"Why is this sick, Pras?"
It hurts more than when you left us at our first application.
"Pre...
I forgave you...
"Pre...
Ilove you...
Loving you so much" continued Dr. Heni in a soft voice while wiping her still faithful tears falling on her cheeks.
"Good road General. Welcome back with Dew and your granddaughter there. Give my regards to Dew. I am so happy that you two are united in this world and the Hereafter. I'll take care of Bening as best I can. Pray that I may also let you down and remove this love from my heart" Doctor Heni's heart was sad.
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