Romance In Makara Orange

Off the Hook

*Despite the Difficulties

Vira repeatedly apologizes to Gani during the trip to Depok. Giving unreasonable reasons that are not debated at all by Gani why Vira immediately asked Gani to deliver him to the boarding house. Once Gani looked at him with a gaze that asked for an answer, but her eyes softened. Just smile whenever Vira says sorry.

Arriving in front of the boarding house, the atmosphere is still crowded. Depok is filled with students who gather for dinner at night. Or who come out just enjoy the soothing night breeze. A few eyes looked at Vira who came out of a luxurious car that was rarely found on the small street of the student settlement.

“There are many yes Mas Gani, sorry to bother,” said Vira when Gani deliver it to the front entrance of the boarding house.

Gani smiles. “Mas go home first yes Vir.”

“Mas want to eat first? Side stall still open kayaknya!” invite Vira who feels bad for making Gani skip dinner.

“No need Vir. It's night. Go home!” Gani refuses her subtle invitation. He respects Vira who should rest after a full day of activities. Gani also realizes there is something Vira is thinking about and it seems like it will take some time for that.

Vira nodded and her eyes kept staring at Gani who was back in her car until it disappeared from her sight.

With a lunglai Vira went into his room. Throwing his tired body into the mattress and letting the breeze from the round fan stuck on the wall of his room blew his skin.

Vira pulled out her phone from the bag and left it lying on the bed. There was a fear of unlocking his phone. I don't know how many messages he hasn't read. Whether there are how many calls that come and not0k missed because of the silent mode that Vira used to use. Vira didn't want to know.

The removal of the hijab and all the clothes attached to her body. Vira immediately refreshes itself with a wash of cold water all over the body. Rubbing her skin with rose-scented liquid soap, brushing her back and also her toenails. Afterwards Vira massaged her scalp with aloe vera hair cream to get rid of fatigue.

His body is now fresh. His mind was no longer confused either. But the sound of hungry cries coming from his stomach forced Vira to look for food in his room. There is only one granola bars mixed with nuts and raisins that are certainly not filling.

Vira then takes the training pants, long sweatshirt and hijab jerseys hanging behind the closet and wears them. The digital clock shows the number 23 dots two 15. Not yet at 12 p.m. At this hour there are still many brothers who sell food.

Vira rushed out. As much as possible should return not passed from 12 pm because according to the rules of the boarding house he occupied, passing from that time the gate and the front door of the house will be padlocked. Vira walked quickly towards the big mosque. There is a tent shop where selling chicken pecel is still bright and next to it there is still a big brother ketoprak.

“Cak, order rice uduk pecel ayam yes, the addition of tempe tofu,” said Vira when entering into a white tent stall with pictures of chicken, fish, and duck.

“Nasi uduknya Mbak'e.”

“White rice is okay Cak.”

Vira then took a seat near the food storefront to wait and unexpectedly someone called her.

“Vir, here,” call a man who sits with two women whose faces are familiar. I don't know where Vira met him.

“Eh, Danu. Koq's here? Tumben?” Vira then took a seat next to him and smiled at the two female figures.

“Elu times who tumben here. I've never seen you come out this night. Uh, this knows our junior. Do you know belom?”

“Hever met, just never known!” replied the woman with glasses.

“Eh yes, never met like we where it is,” said Vira trying to remember.

“Di Cafe Drizzle Kak, when there Kak Kosa,” said the glasses woman again.

“Oh yes right. You're political kids too, right? Yes, yes I want it now, Kosa never told me. What's name?"

“Trisha,” replied the bespectacled woman with more shoulder-length hair.

“Niken, my son communication Kak,” replied the long-haired and yellow-skinned woman flatly rectifying Vira's statement.

“It looks like yesterday it was three huh? Which one where?” ask Vira again.

“Udah came home first, did not follow her dinner, stoned, not strong stay up,” Danu answered immediately.

“Eh, Vir, Sin balloons back from Attack huh? You're still the same Sin, right?” ask Danu.

“Belom, he said Sunday afternoon. I'm still the same Kosa. Why then?” ask Vira curious.

“Gak why-napa koq, earlier we three saw you go home usherin the same guy use the car be-em-we. Yakali has replaced the same that was raked,’ said to Danu again with a cry.

“Eh, not that. That's the son of the newly graduated UI technique, my acquaintance Dan, just so happened to have the same business he, and the good people want to nganterin me to Depok,” kilah Vira reasoned.

“Obviously Vir replied, I'm just saying doang. But I think Trisha knows the car. He said it belonged to a member of the Board, from earlier diiatin kept his car,” Danu said.

“Eh, yes it was Mr. Herman Sasongko's car Commission Three. I was an intern at his office. The one who was my son was his son,” explained Vira.

“Buseeet, cool also to be able to ride the car Mr. Board lu Vir,” decak Danu amazed.

“Eh I first yes Dan, I ate in the boarding room only. Afraid of being padlocked at 12 o'clock,” said Vira after receiving one plastic containing chicken pecel rice packets. Vira then nodded her head towards Trisha and Niken who were greeted with a faint smile.

Vira was suddenly overwhelmed with an uncomfortable feeling. Vira realizes that Danu is Kosa's best friend and Danu is so familiar with Kosa. Whether Danu will tell her that Gani was bringing home or not to Kosa. It's just that Vira does not want Kosa to misunderstand later and can cause conflict again in their relationship.

Vira came in at nine on Friday morning to Senayan. Mr. Herman, Ms. Ruth, and Mr. Faisal will only return from a comparative study tomorrow night. However, today's work is not as relaxed as usual. Mr. Faisal via chat message asked him to compile various data regarding reports of human rights violations from various regions that entered the Commission Three.

Vira was surprised to find a chat message from Mr. Faisal who asked about him being escorted home by Gani yesterday and Vira immediately asked Ms. Fatmah.

“I reported Mr. Faisal Mba Elvira,” said Bu Fatmah with a smile.

“Eh, yes Miss Fatmah. Yesterday it was Mas Gani who wanted to take me home when I used to ride the commuter line. I feel bad myself!”

“Mba Elvira the koq can be close to Mas Gani? Know well?” ask Ms. Fatmah. Nevertheless, Vira feels that she is being investigated by a woman who seems to be an accomplice to her boss.

“Sama-sama is a perpus child and likes to Masjid Bu,” replied Vira cengengesan.

“Oh. Mas Gani was next week moving to Riau. Elvira already knows?” ask Ms. Fatmah again.

“If you go to Riau like Mas Gani has a story but do not know when,” replied Vira honestly.

“I actually wonder koq Mba Elvira can be close to Mba Lydia? You see Mba Lydia is a good person but never take people out to eat that Mba Elvira. Not someone who likes to be friends. Like a career woman who is nothing herself is Mba,” cerocos Bu Fattmah suddenly.

“I am not close to Mba Lydia koq Bu, I am surprised koq can Mba Lydia ngajak eat me.”

“But the koq who ate Mba Lydia but went home with Mas Gani anyway Mba Elvira?”

“Mas Gani was also invited to lunch with Bu Fatmah, only yesterday Mba Lydia went home first because there was a meeting, so stay together with Mas Gani. I think Mas Gani the person could not bear to know I came home by train,” explained Vira.

“Padahat I also want to be invited to eat with Mba Lydia as well,” said Bu Fatmah shyly.

“Hehehe, Ms. Fatmah was yesterday said to eat her birthday Mba Retno at Commission Seven.”

“But if invited by Mba Lydia, I would definitely come along. The food must be delicious and expensive.”

Vira laughed loudly at Bu Fatmah's honest confession. Though yesterday Vira had a bit of a crush when Lydia left herself with Gani without even talking about how much she had to spend for lunch.

This data collection work is quite time consuming. It turns out that the data that went into Commission Three was quite a lot in the past year. At most it is human rights violations committed by state officials in mining areas. The society that rejects many is treated unfairly and the state apparatus even becomes the backing of entrepreneurs and capital owners. Vira tries to classify the breach data by a matrix whose indicators she got from college first.

“Mba Vira I'll be home at three o'clock! I don't want to spend time on the road, full of cars. If the work of Mba Vira has finished straight home is also okay koq. The report was directly in the e-mail to Mr. Faisal aja,” said Bu Fatmah.

“Ready Bu!” vira answered by staying busy working on her report.

Vira did not even get down for lunch, relying only on crackers who were always carried in her knitting bag. Vira promised to give his report to Mr. Faisal this afternoon.

Vira finished her report ten minutes ahead of Ms. Fattmah's time home and there was a call coming to her phone. His name is Bobby Annapurna.

V: “Obiiiii, how are you? Crazy has not heard the sound of lo!”

O: “Vir, koq message chat I not bales anyway? Severe you, chat I don't read.”

V: “Hahaha, sorry again boisterous Bi, most messages come in but the head of the innate cenut mulu mulu.”

O: “May marry me, happy deh lo I guarantee.”

V: “Hahaha, Obi reseeeeh.”

O: “Dateng ya Vir, I wait!”

V: “Where is Bi? When?”

O: “Ih really not read this child. Bandar Djakarta Ancol, I've been pesen this place! Hunting dateng!”

V: “Ih why Bi is so far there, tired of me because of the internship! Last made a report bejibun.”

O: “Tega lo Vir, I am mo to Japan and I have to see your face first before going.”

V: “Eh, really so to Japan Bi? When?”

O: “Becok. Hence the hunting dateng, I wait.”

V: “Tracts right? I don't want to tell you to pay for yourself, the old date is.”

O: “For sure, if your stomach is strong, you can pesen the whole menu there, I pay.”

V: “Yaudin I went there, ntar I said if it's already sampe.”

After breaking up the conversation with Bobby immediately Vira booked an online taxi to Bandar Djakarta. He recalled the Annapurna climbing period with four Mas-mas Climbers, only she was female. Bobby who always accompanied him and gave his spirit. Who always talked about anything with him. Build a bond of friendship in an extraordinary moment. For this reason, Vira felt she had to fulfill Bobby's request before leaving for Japan.