Renjana Dusk Kala

Chapters 13. Show Me The Meaning of Being Lonely

Show Me The Meaning of Being Lonely

(Show me the meaning of solitude)

taken from the Backstreet Boys song

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Surabaya

Tama

He walked through the glass door, which was opened by a male employee in navy uniform.

"Good night, welcome to City Sky Club. Have you made a reservation?"

He immediately mentioned the name Wisak. And the officer immediately invited to follow him.

"Let's show me the place."

He followed the employee, walking past a row of tables filled with visitors. Towards the very end. Directly border with glass barrier wall. Not far from the bar table. Where someone waved at him.

After thanking the employee who had just delivered to the seat, he immediately welcomed the invitation of high five Wisak.

"Young baruu!" seloroh Wisak.

He just grinned. While picking up the welcome food stored in front of Wisak. It is a piece of breadstick with tomato pox and melted cheese sauce on it. It has a taste similar to pizza.

"Welcome to the whole new world (welcome to the new world)," Wisak is still open.

"Not so new world (not new world) also ahahahaha ..." this time Wisak chuckled with satisfaction.

His mouth that feels sour still chews the breadstick with fast movement. Absolutely not interested in responding to the ridicule of Wisak.

"The three of you can make a trio," Wisak apparently was having fun. Because from the first minute always ends the speech with a laugh.

"Elu, Rajas, same Armand," Wisak nodded. "Pampered sweet widower trio. Buahahahaah ...."

"Where is Riyadh?" he prefers to circulate the view to all corners of the rooftop side. But did not find Riyadh.

Riyadh called him this afternoon. Say if you are doing a work visit in Surabaya for two days. And they promised to meet, at the hotel where Riyadh is staying.

While Wisak, actually had to return to Jakarta. After following the session (sudden inspection) welcomed the Minister of Energy and Mineral Resources (Energy and mineral resources) in West Lombok. The place where the gold mining belongs to the Dikara Group which has not long been inaugurated. Representing Rajas, who is reportedly on a business trip to mainland Europe.

"Riyadh hasn't come yet?" he asked back. While picking up the second breadstick. It looks like he is hungry.

"So before the cave came here, it was still a meeting he said," replied Wisak while smoking a deep cigarette. Then slowly breathe white smoke into the air.

"Never walk alone (never walk alone - jargon belonging to a Liverpool football club-)?" now he has a way to avenge the ridicule of Wisak.

"Suck!" Wisak back to the open. "A half-dozen lose at home! Eat the cave!"

He picked up the third breadstick while laughing.

Wisak is Liverpudlian. And consecutive defeats as many as 6 times in home games, clearly become an easy target for their jokes. The most painful of course was the 1-4 loss to Manchester City at Anfield.

"Bye, Champions," he muttered with satisfaction.

Along with the arrival of a female employee, who put the welcome drink and food on the table. Includes two menu books that also cover navy colors.

"Please. Later if you want a message, can call me," the female employee nodded kindly.

"Thank you, Mba," she smiled back.

As soon as the officer passed, he and Wisak again mocked each other. Arguing over who will be the Premier League champions this season. Whether Pep Guardiola's team or the Red Devils who appeared surprisingly.

When Riyadh emerged from a distance in hasty steps.

"Sori, it's late" Riyadh said as soon as he arrived before the two of them. "Wait long?"

"You're coming, Ri!" Wisak breathing relief. "The cave was slaughtered by the red devil!"

He laughed with satisfaction.

"Shift unloading players anyway!" Riyadh was immediately dissolved in the arena of massacre. "Most gambling in the starting eleven (11 players in the first minute)!"

"It should be so lost twice in the cage, have been able to meet the disease," Riyadh also plucked the breadstick.

"This is becoming even more!" Riyadh shook his head.

The three of them again dissolved in ridicule. Fluttering occasionally. Discussing all the things that can relax the nerves. Starting from football to assessing the row of women passing by, who perform stand out at this sky bar.

"Cake the cute chick," Wisak grinned. "Pantes you feel at home living here, Tam!"

He grinned back.

"Oi, the Tama where there's a crawl time!" Riyadh laughed a lot. "He's been chasing drug kingpins with mafia."

He nodded in agreement towards Riyadh.

"Not having to crawl?" Wisak laughs. "Down select, can delivery."

"Lu kate fried chicken pesen!" Riyadh scolded yet while chuckling.

"Fresh dong ah!" Sizzling whisper.

"By the way about the chicken, the heavy laper cave," he was unable to hide the disturbing hunger.

Wisak nodded in agreement, "We are fine dining. Full course menu."

"The new club ate" Riyadh refused. "Dessert is it."

"Bro .. bro ...." Wisak looked towards Riyadh and then glanced at him. "We're jamu new widower doooong."

"Heart can be slightly treated with the delicious food. Aren't you, Tam?" The whisper hit his shoulder pretty hard.

"Ba ji ngan!" he cusses. But while laughing discordantly.

While enjoying the view of the city of Surabaya at night from the 21st floor of the star hotel. Watch the expanse of skyscraper lights and also the vehicles below. They started off with a delicious starter, oriental salad.

Keep talking about a lot of things. But the end still boils down to the discussion about each job.

Wisak is being preoccupied by the existence of a new gold mine owned by Dikara in Lombok. Riyadh, where the ministry works, is actively doing infrastructure development. Especially the trans-Java toll road. While he of course, revolves around the case of Om Jusuf, who has not yet found a bright spot.

"The caveman was told to remove SP3 (the warrant for the termination of the investigation)," he shook his head in thought.

Wisak also shook the sign of disbelief.

Riyadh said quietly, "Crazy!"

From the problem of work that is quite confusing, they switch to talking about more private things. Like, like,

"Where does it feel free?" Wisak mengu lum meaningful smile. "Flying like a bird (flying like a bird). Fantastic ...."

But he replied very seriously, "Honestly. Finally the same problem Kinan finished."

Then exhaled a long breath, "But the cave can also get to this point."

"Nyesel freelin bini you?" Wisak.

"No," he nodded. "Nyesel why the cave is not an effort in the past. Knows ..." he took a deep breath.

"Can't be helped anymore" he continued with a heavy heart.

"How many times do you mediate?" Riyadh is interested in knowing. "There was a cave meeting, back and forth mediation no meeting point."

"Stress him" continued Riyadh. "From the affairs of gono gini, behind the name of the asset, until child custody."

"Meh," Riyadh shook his head.

"We have no fuss about it anyway" he replied as he exhaled.

"They were clearly the same Kinan," he smiled bitterly. "The caveman looks really hateful."

"Worse you get hated by your own child," Riyadh shook his head. "Wouldn't you make an effort to get him?"

He shrugged, "This point that the cave regrets all out."

"Can you talk bad about you to Reka?" guess Wisak.

He shook his head, "The cave doesn't take care of that, man. It's up to Kinan to say what to Reka. I don't care."

"The cave of regret is .... Where have the caves been all this time? Until we both became like strangers" he went back to exhaling.

Because Reka chose to run away from him, when excuse me to go to the toilet. While he kept waiting like a fool in the middle of a crowded restaurant. Up to almost an hour. Before finally Kinan called and apologized. Tell me if Reka's home.

"Time really will never come back" he concluded with a heavy breath.

"So .. You don't have mediation?" Riyadh asked again. "Directly stink the gas?"

"Two times mediation and trial, we both decided not to attend," he replied as he devoured the wagyu steak menu. Which was actually delicious, yet somehow tasted bland once it entered his mouth.

"Tap the hammer immediately" he continued.

"In case of mediation between families?" Riyadh frowning. "Definitely alot Om Setyo give permission for divorce."

He shrugged his shoulders again, "The problem of the same cave Kinan has been too long. It's acute chronic. Kinan has never stepped on the cave parents' house since Reka toddler."

"Sad!"

"The worse!"

Riyadh and Wisak looked at him pity.

"In the beginning Kinan disappeared from the cave family, we had several times in court," he tried to remember.

"Sit down four with Papa Mama."

"What do you want the cave. What do you want."

"But ..." he shook his head. "There was never a meeting point. The cave's getting stressed."

"Rather than dizziness .. mending cave vent to work. Right?" he asked rhetorical questions of his two best friends.

"That's it, Tam," Wisak sizzled. "Married is worst thing ever (married is the worst thing)."

"Not my type (not my type)," Wisak shook his head steadily. "Where if the divorce must take care of the Vatican. Kayak the Rajas! Heavy!"

He continued eating. Riyadh seems to be thinking.

"So ... did you mutusin separate, have you been through a lot of consideration?"

He looked at Riyadh, "Hundreds of times."

"Even thousands of times think it's possible" he continued. "Gua is never sure if divorce is the right thing."

"Although the cave is not happy. And the cave sure thing ... Kinan is also tormented."

"Well, bro ...." Wishak laughs discordantly. "If you're both tormented, why defend yourself?"

"Live only once!" Wisak shakes not agree. "We should enjoy."

"Cave meaning ..." he swallowed a salivary that also tasted bitter. "The cave always thinks ... someday (one day) .. somehow (whether or not) .. The cave can still improve Kinan's condition."

"But it turns out ..." he shrugged his shoulders. "It's getting more complicated."

"Gua knew we were both not happy" he continued. "But seeing Kinan with others ...."

"Uncle you, man," between Wisak without a shadow aling-aling. "Your own uncle! Not anyone else!"

He only grinned wryly towards Wisak. Then murmured bitterly, "Look at Kinan with Om Pram in the apartment. Until all the cavemen get in the way for us to meet."

He cursed to recall the incident in the apartment.

"We'll talk about something else" Riyadh looked at him with concern. "Eh, Sak! How is the project in Belitung? Did you take the same machine as Yugo?"

But he again continued the sentence, "Look at the two of them in plain sight. Make a cave really-can't think anymore!"

"Especially when we meet for the second time ... on the birthday of Reka," now he is not wanting to stop talking. "Sat bang!"

"Gua think ... enough (enough). The same cave of Kinan there is no other way but to separate."

The atmosphere between the three of them was suddenly silent. There was only the sound of the clinking of the spoon clashing with the plate. And the conversation of those around them. Live music from the stage.

"We open a new page ..." slurping Wisak break the silence. Then embrace his shoulder. But he sniffed, trying to release the embrace of Wisak.

"Goodbye to the past and all your regrets!" but Wisak continues to try to embrace it. Until they both got involved in muscle. Because he kept trying to avoid.

"Coverty of your hand!" means windy.

But Wisak just broke down. And also with Riyadh.

"Perhaps with a divorce .. you two can be friends," Wisak who no longer tried to embrace him toyed with eyebrows up and down.

"That's for sure .. there are many flowers waiting for you, Tam!" The whisper stretches both hands to the side.

"Tuh see ..." then Wisak pointed in one direction.

"The girl there from earlier looked at us continuously," continued Wisak with a smile sumringah.

"Yes, especially definitely see the cave .. who else right," added Wisak with his narcissistic style.

Then the whisper broke out, "Crazy! From that moment on don't blink look at you!"

"Narguably! Cave lost another set of same duda! Goddamn bum!" Wisak pretended to curse.

"The two are always ahead, bro," Riyadh sizzled.

But he just smirked lazily, "Gua doesn't think of anything other than Reka."

"Gua has failed once," he continued bitterly. "The people don't want to get hurt anymore."

"Ah, seriously!" Wisak cringing unhappy.

"Gua knows, you're looking for someone else," jubilant Riyadh.

He laughed loudly in approval of Riyadh's remarks.

"The matter of thumping is emang elu jagaya!" Wisak laughed. "That!"

He and Riyadh followed the direction of Wisak's view.

A moment later, Riyadh and Wisak both grinned. But he shook his head in utter refusal.

But ten minutes later, he was preparing behind the drum. Waiting for Riyadh to set the bass. While Wisak sat right in front of the stage. While holding two thumbs up high.

Actually, drumming is his long-forgotten pastime. In the days of Junior High, he had a band with some friends. But once entered the boarding High School, the future of the band immediately broke up the road. And drumming is just a side activity with the closest friends. Cruelty in the way to get rid of fatigue due to the demands of life and work.

"Ready?" Riyadh looked towards him.

He nodded.

They both talked to the homeband. Ask permission to play music that's a little stomping.

"Just one song (only one song)," Riyadh promised. Accompanied by nods of approval from the homeband and sky bar manager.

He smiled to himself as he lifted the drum stick. With the right foot set on the pedal. Then start hitting it on snare, bass, and cymbals with gusto.

Drum! Drum! Drum! The cass!

Fishing for Wisak to be the only person, who stood up from the chair while clapping vigorously.

Now he plays the intro. Because he never played the drums. His right foot flew and stepped on the pedal too late. It was a few times .. blak! Hit by pedal beater. And it feels pretty sick.

But he just laughed. Vigorously go straight into Moby Dicknya Led Zeppelin. Riyadh is trying to keep up with the game using bass.

And unexpectedly, almost all visitors who were in the sky bar immediately applauded the music game they both. Gives tremendous attention to impromptu appearances that are completely unplanned.

He continued to beat the drum vigorously. Vaporizing anger, regret, and other bad feelings. The last few weeks have been so disturbing.

Trying to let go of all the prejudices and negative feelings that surround.

Show me the meaning of solitude, whispered the deepest corner of his heart.

It was a whole sense of pain, pain, and regret.

And the sound of a standing ovation managed to surprise him. Though he was still in the middle of the ciamik groove Moby Di ck.

Followed by the head of Riyadh towards him with a raised smile,

"Again?"

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