Romance In Makara Orange

Bobby's Farewell

It's only about thirty-five minutes' drive from his internship to the rendezvous with Bobby. There is no significant traffic because the toll in the city to Ancol is almost always smooth. Vira bought a ticket to the car and the driver to be delivered right in front of the seafood restaurant which is not too far from the entrance.

After disembarking, Vira calls Bobby who then tells him to go inside the restaurant. Bobby had already booked a slightly indented spot and directly adjacent to the sea. Vira walks through a fresh seafood place that is placed in front, past the cashier, and the open kitchen towards the meeting place. From a distance, Bobby waved at Vira, who was greeted with a big smile.

Bobby immediately hugged Vira tightly and made Vira uncomfortable.

“Iiih what the heck Bi, carelessly swerving people, selebin ah,” said Vira while pushing Bobby's chest with both hands.

“Si Obi mah emang mulu mode when you meet Vira,” chirps Mas Une who suddenly behind Vira.

“Aaah Mas Une, Mas Dody is also here. Koq can?” vira was surprised.

“Hahaha, the Vira wants to be invited alone Bi sama you,” Mas Dody chimed in.

“Iiih is not it, what the hell is Mas Dody,” elak Vira.

“Means that group message was opened, read, don't be arrogant!” sindir Mas Une's.

“Iiiih Mas Une so, boisterous Mas, busy new semester,” elak Vira again.

“Could even do it,” said Mas Une while menguyel-uyel Vira head.

Suddenly Mas Dody waved towards the back of Vira. “Cok, here's Chocolate! Complete waah nih all have come.”

Immediately, when he heard that name, Vira's heart beat faster. His body temperature began to rise. There was a sense of heat radiating all over his body.

Without looking back, Vira decided to immediately sit in her chair. Then looking with a smile when Mas Une, Mas Dody, Obi took turns hugging Mas Cokro and patting him on the shoulder.

“Vir, here hug Mas Coky also dong!” exciting Obi.

“Aaan si lu Bi, severe lu ah!” suru Vira.

“Yeee, Coky mah not so Bi, not going to hug your kayak girl,” said Mas Dody with a smile.

Vira swallowed his saliva. The shadow is not only a hug that Mas Cokro has ever done to him but more than that. Vira then smilingly nodded as Mas Cokro threw a smile at her. It seemed like the feathers on Mas Cokro's face were starting to be allowed to grow, reminding Vira of his face while in Annapurna.

The atmosphere was so bustling as they all sat at the dining table. Bobby's really having a great farewell party. All food and seafood types are ordered. All tables are full. Right when Vira's stomach must be filled. Remember he only ate crackers to prop his stomach during lunch.

Bobby deliberately chose a seat beside him, and next to him was Mas Dody. It left Mas Une and Mas Cokro sitting face to face with him.

Repeatedly Bobby gave the contents of the shells and crab meat to Vira. This again makes itself into another Mas-mas ledge material. But he saw Mas Cokro just smiled as usual and almost never looked at Vira.

Vira tried to act ordinary despite the chaotic feeling that surrounded her mind. This discomfort makes Vira's stomach feel full when she just ate a little. Not even touching the rice. Vira got up from her seat and went to the toilet.

“Really Vir? Just come back this way? Where was the old Vira?” ledek Mas Une who made Vira crybaby.

“Udah be a real girl, use diet-dietan all,” Mas Dody was chimed Mas Une.

“Don't be puked ya Vir, your body already flat because, I'm not demen,” timpal Bobby.

“Si Obi same demen chubby, Vir.”

Vira immediately went to the front. Avoiding as quickly as possible from unrelenting pressure. Deliberately looking for a toilet that is located a little far away. Looks like Vira needs to step away for a moment, breathe some fresh air. In the toilet, Vira was silent. Just wash his face which is then dried with a soft tissue that he carries.

Vira then saw containers containing live seafood and employees who were busy weighing the weight of seafood ordered by customers to be processed. He then headed outwards, staring at the gate. Looks like I want to get out of here soon.

Vira looked towards the room. He promised Bobby that he would come and enjoy his farewell party. This may be his last meeting. No one knows the future. Vira exhaled a long breath and twisted her body to step inside. The table where they ate was still crowded with chatter that did not break.

“Come on Vir, eat again, eat a lot, your stomach will be empty,” said Mas Dody.

“Eat Vir, anything you want to retire!” said Bobby.

Vira nodded and smiled cheerfully. Trying to be ordinary. He didn't want to ruin Bobby's farewell party.

“When you leave Bi? What city anyway? Take what?” vira asked open the conversation while picking up the whole grouper fish combined with her white rice.

“Tomorrow the night I leave to take JAL to Kansai continue to Kyoto. Do you want me Vir?”

“Oh elu to Kyoto, I think to Tokyo Bi. If you go to Tokyo you can go to Mount Fuji Bi, all to Shinjuku and Akihabara, shopping and hepi-hepi” said Vira.

“Just if you come ngunjungin me, I take a walk there, cingcay lah, surely I make hepi!”

“Lumayan nih Bi, if you are in Japan we can go to Mount Fuji and can save lodging costs,” said Mas Une.

“Away Mas, Mount Fuji mah in Tokyo. Distance from Kyoto to Tokyo kayak Jakarta to Semarang. But cingcay! I'm ready to work hard there to pay for your lodging costs,” said Bobby while chuckling.

“Boggy, cocky, cocky.” Other mas-mas mocked each other Obi.

“Sound Bi, we ask for the most expensive accommodation anyway.”

“Traditional ones, which have Bi onsen. I also want to get Geisha,” said Mas Dody.

“Iih Mas Dody flirtatious, Vira reportin Dita nih! Want to be Father but behave like a flirty Om-om anyway!”

“And only won by doang Vir, most drink tea together. You're bad to think it's the same I.”

“Elu is also as same as I Ne, fellow Om-om do not have to fuss.”

Bobby waved at the officer who passed not far from his desk. Ask for extra drinks and snacks. The order kopyor coconut and two servings of fried tofu fill shrimp and vegetables. Bobby also asked the employee to refill a teapot of sweet iced tea.

Time passed by unnoticed, the reddened twilight at the end of the sea had already disappeared from earlier. A full stomach and alternating talk were present spending seconds upon seconds.

“Mas Dody, Vira came home with Mas Dody yes!”

“Yah Vir, I forgot to tell you that Dita is waiting at Mermaid Cottage. I nginep two days there, back in the week.”

“Koq not invited here anyway Mas? It's good to eat,” asked Vira

“She again abstains from eating seafood, afraid of the same level of metal ngutnya to the fetus Vir. Like again engrossed in the room,” explained Mas Dody.

“Mas Une, Vira nebeng yes until nearest station.”

“Gue riding Vir motorbike, and I promise Stella will not screw anyone let alone girls.”

“Hahaha, Sister Stella will know Vira, Mas. Must be koq!”

“Yaudah I anter home Vir, easy is through direct toll bablas,” said Bobby.

“Let me just go between,” tetiba Mas Cokro make a sound.

“Eh, let Obi aja Mas anter, through koq fast toll,” quickly Vira attack, refuse the smooth Mas Cokro.

“Obi should be ready for tomorrow, do not be selfish,” said Mas Cokro sharp.

“Woohooo, Vir, don't be selfish with Obi. Tajem really Cok by the way, Vira pantes are afraid of you,” said Mas Dody.

“Nothing koq Mas, all day is empty. Tomorrow it will also be eight o'clock. From home to the airport it is also only fifteen minutes. Let Obi just go between,” sergeant Bobby tried to convince.

“Eeh no need to Bi, rather than complicated let me take an online taxi just now. Easy go!” vira mediates.

“It's okay, let my Vira who interracede,” said Mas Cokro insisted as not to be denied.

“Kalo si Coky has spoken gini, already can not be fought Bi,” said Mas Une who was replied with a nod Bobby.

It looks like there is a final agreement that Vira will be escorted home by Mas Cokro. Vira was wondering why she had opened up about going home with Mas Dody. And now Vira must be with the man she has been desperately avoiding.

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After making sure Mas Une, Mas Dody, and Bobby go home, Mas Cokro invites Vira to walk to the parking lot near the Beach.

“Mas Cokro, Vira to go home alone. No koq Mas, Vira is common!” vira said then stopped and did not follow in the footsteps of Cokro.

Cokro realized and stopped his steps. He then walked closer to Vira. Without speaking, Vira's hand was taken and led to the parking lot. And as usual, Vira had no power to let go of her burly hands with thin black feathers enveloping her. Vira let.

Cokro opens the door for Vira. Instantly also the prowess of his former self in this metallic black car crossed his mind. There was a fear that came to fill his mind. Moments after sitting down, Vira turned her face to look at the window when Mas Cokro got into her car.

Vira watched the road from the left side of her window. The feeling of worry becomes more when he realizes that the car driven by Cokro actually does not also go towards the exit. His car spun and went deeper and deeper through the Art Market.

“Mas, where are you going? Why not go home?” ask Vira with an anxious tone.

“Mas wants to talk for a while,” said Cokro short with a straight forward look.

“Mas, Vira wants to go home. I promise to take Vira home. We talk on the street.”

Cokro parked his car not far from the beach. There are some couples who seem to be busy chatting and enjoying the cool sea breeze at night.

“You out?” ask Cokro.

“You're home!” vira replied short without seeing Mas Cokro

Cokro looked at the woman beside him who had been reluctant to see him. Slowly Cokro reached the right hand of Vira who was immediately pushed aside. The taps that kept him quiet for a moment. Cokro opened the door and got out of his car. Lean in the car and take out the cigarette. Deep smoke filter cigarette. The smoke was gone by the night wind.

Vira repeatedly steals a glance at Cokro who has exhausted two filter rods. Doesn't look like Cokro will get back in the car. Cokro's gaze was just straight up to the beach and occasionally up, I don't know what he was thinking. Vira was impatient.

The car door opened and Vira slowly approached Cokro. “Mas, until when are we here? It's the night Mas. Vira wants to go home,” pinta Vira with a tone full of anxiety.

Sounds slow beep.bip.bip. Cokro locked the car door and stepped onto the beach. This surprised Vira. Her knitting bag and cell phone are in the car. Vira was confused, somehow. There was no way he was just waiting in front of the car in a quiet atmosphere. Forced Vira to follow Cokro who was far enough to walk in front of him.

Cokro stood on a pile of rocks. His eyes were straight looking at the dim lights of the fishing boat that was far away. Vira stared at the back covered in a denim jacket with a huff. Glance at the digital clock that shows the increase in numbers. It seems that the owner of this faded blue denim jacket has no desire to drive Vira home, although Vira repeatedly asks for it.

Vira walked slowly, steadying his footprints on the rocks. Walk to the side of the chocolate. The man turned his head and took off his denim jacket. Unexpectedly, Cokro draped the denim jacket over to Vira, draping her arms to help pair it. This made Vira surprised and her standing position faltered. A moment of Cokro clutched it tightly.

“Do not. Don't move, it'll fall. It's stone and danger,” said Cokro in a raucous voice.

Vira was silent, letting Cokro hold his body in a puddle. To stop him from falling. The faint scent of the amulet he was familiar with crossed the nose of the Vira bangir, mixed with the scent of the sea. It was felt by Vira when the hold was tight.

“Mas kangen Vira,” whispered Cokro slowly, with a raucous voice that was barely audible.