Red Box

Bullet 13: Flower Motive Canal

“What problems are there?” my many.

“Pak Yanto will definitely kill us!” Roni.

“Hah?!”

I pulled the phone, momentarily watching the screen. The call time shows the numbers 1 and 38 which signifies, we've been talking for one minute thirty-eight seconds. But all this is still confusing.

“New in, Heri has been told to run around the field!” obviously Roni.

“What's wrong?” my question is, the more I don't understand.

“He told us to give you video analysis.” Ronny.

“Video, isn't there still a Galih?”

“Galih blurred, afraid to be told to analyze,” Roni explained, “please, no one dares to deal with him other than you, Lang!” continued.

“Gue still have business, tomorrow can only be back,” I replied, “again, I just leave two days, kok!”

I added.

“Before you return, all your colleagues must have vanished!”

Roni dramatizing.

Instantly I sighed. His voice sounded desperate, making me unbearable. Om Yanto is indeed a very hard person, especially when dealing with cases.

“Alright, send the video via WA!” seruku, “gue will analyze visually, then complete the technique tomorrow. If I come back now, I will also not arrive in a short time,” continued me.

“Call!!!”

Suddenly, my mother screamed.

“Udah first, yes! I will really be chopped, if you chat too long!”

I turned off the phone, changed my pants in a hurry. I just realized, I should have scolded Roni. Unfortunately, my mother was waiting under the stairs.

Like a starry jock, I ran down the stairs, and immediately approached her. Arriving below, I stood in a ready position, waiting for the judging result like a flag ceremony.

“Lumayan, close the zipper and quickly leave!” mama's orders, turning around.

“Ready, commander!”

While closing the zipper, I saluted and squinted my lips.

Knowing this, I should have refused the match.

After all, why is mom suddenly acting like this again?

“He said, would like to let me choose my own path!” grumbling.

“Why, Lang?”

Mom immediately snatched.

“It seems, I have to leave immediately before getting stuck in traffic,” I replied, with a smile.

“Wait for what else?” mamma.

“Then, Gilang departs, yes!” pamittu.

"Entar first!"

From behind, mom suddenly pulled my hoodie.

"What else, anyway?" my protest.

While offering a parcel of fruits, he said, “titip greetings to his mother Fira!”

I turned around, took the parcel, nodding. The clock has already shown the number nine passing. Even though we made an appointment, we might have to wait in line.

Not to waste time, I immediately got into the car and honked, saying goodbye to leave immediately. Mama waved her hand, making me stop and do the same thing.

From the rearview mirror, he was seen crossing his arms and saying something. But because it's too far away, I don't know what he's saying.

“You how else?” my thinking.

I closed the window tightly and turned on the AC. Road pollution is not healthy for the lungs, so I have to minimize contact.

Fortunately, I was able to arrive immediately without getting stuck in traffic at all. In fact, in just a few minutes, I had already arrived in front of the complex gate. Of course, that's thanks to analyzing traffic beforehand.

During the day, the portal was opened wide. Even the guard post, looks lonely. People are free to enter the complex just like that. Things that do not change are; neatness, cleanliness, to the layout of the building that looks very pampering to the eye.

“The name is also elite housing,” mutteredku, enter immediately.

Arriving at Fira's house, a middle-aged woman rushed to open the gate. At that moment, I just opened the car door. I was going to push the bell. Seeing that the courtyard looked spacious, without a second thought I immediately closed the door and hurried to enter the car.

Soon after, the woman approached and knocked on the window. I immediately pressed the window button that was in the central sacred. Hearing the smooth sound of the power window motor made me feel; my car was just a wreck.

“Who to look for, yes mas?” ask the woman.

“Lah, kirain already know,” I replied.

Equally confused, we both looked at each other.

“Tell him in, Nur!” a woman from inside the house.

Hearing the characteristics of her voice, it seemed like it was her mother Fira.

I hurriedly took the parcel of my mother's seat, and followed her. But before entering, I took off my shoes first, because the terrace of Fira's house looked very clean. The woman also took off her footwear, making me do the same.

From the terrace size of 1 x 3 meters, we climbed about half a meter to the living room. The right is a carport with a width of 3 meters. That means, the width of the living room is about 7 meters with a length of 5 meters. With such an expansive living room, they placed a set of large, cream-colored sofas. It is suitable for white ceramic floor used. And at the end, there is a staircase modeled letter “U.”

I like that design. It is a really nice modern house. Besides the outside, I also like the bold selection inside the house. Compared to the walls, they choose a one-meter-high wooden bulkhead that makes their kitchens look clear. That is, the one covered by the wall is only the carport part.

Between the living room with the kitchen is connected a staircase oriented down. That means, the foundation of the living room is deliberately made higher than half a meter. Likely, the goal is to facilitate the manufacture of stairs and make elegant division of territory.

The length of the living room is about five meters, cut one meter for the terrace. That is, the carport length is about four meters.

“Four times three, yes?” muttered.

“What do you count for?” ask mama Fira.

As expected, he was already waiting inside the house.

“Eh, morning aunt!” my broom.

“Udah almost noon new come!” sit back, sit back on the couch.

Looking angry, I just smiled.

“I've made a schedule, kok!” obviously, “jam 9 is also newly opened. The intention, anyway, to come exactly at 9. But, the streets are unpredictable,” I continued, reasoned.

“Oh is?” understand mama Fira, “sit here, Fira again change clothes. Just a moment, really, just think of your own home!” coined.

“Good aunt!” my nod, with a smile, “oh yes, this, there is a gift from my mother, the same greeting he said,” continued, handing over the previous parcel.

While receiving, mama Fira replied, “duh, why bother?”

“No, everyone just bring doang!” my answer.

“Greetings back to your mama, yes, same sayin, ‘thank you!” he said, “oh, yes, what do you want to drink?” continued, offering.

I don't like pleasantries, but at the same time don't want to be considered shameless. Rather than rejecting or mentioning something, I would rather be modest.

“What aja, aunty, the important drink,” I replied, with a smile.

“Ya cook give poison?” funny, “sit here, why so shy?” continued.

While scratching his head, aak canengar wrong behavior. Things got more awkward, because he went straight to the kitchen, as soon as I sat down.

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Before long, he brought back some snacks. The middle-aged woman also came with a few glasses of red drinks.

“Duh, don't bother, auntie!” say, sungkan.

“No hassle, just bring doang, kok!” the answer.

I just smiled wryly, remembering my own words earlier.

“By nanya, no, aunt?”

I asked permission earlier.

“Ask what?” the answer.

“How long is the kitchen?” my many.

“Ealah, kirain what, earlier you counted the garage area, yes,” murmured, “5 meters, why?” continued.

“Means, the pool is spacious, yes?”

“Pengen see?”

“Pengen, anyway, but sometime, deh.”

I was still busy looking around, until I finally realized his gaze had changed. I think he's starting to get uncomfortable with what I've been like as a bank survey employee.

“Oh, I just impressed the same architecture of the house, kok, whose design must be good,” said me, do not want to be considered a crazy person of property, “if later the savings are enough, no, can be recognized the same who made the design, no, aunt?” continued, adding.

“Oh is?”

Mama Fira suddenly smiled.

“If you are married to Fira, it means that later the design of the house is free, dong?” continued.

“Kok is?” my many.

He shook his hand, asking me to come closer. So close enough, he whispered, “my own design this house.”

I just gawked, speechlessly holding in shame.

“Which are you guys?” fira asked, suddenly just coming down the stairs.

At that time, he was wearing a white canal patterned with flowers. Compared to last night, her makeup was much simpler. But strangely, I couldn't take my eyes off her.

"Why can she be this beautiful?"

Instantly I looked.