Sorry I Love You, Friend!
Carly's Emergence
Aska opened her eyes slowly, waking up to the roar of the sound of a car being gushed many times. Must have been Aldi! His fizzle Aska was upset in the heart. Aska grabbed her phone, glanced at the clock on the front screen, at 11. Aska could not close her eyes, she tried hard to sleep but not the slightest bit of her eyes fell asleep when her body and mind were very tired and needed a long rest. Finally, Aska decided to swallow two sleeping pills that managed to make him unconscious until the day went on.
“Aska,” Nirmala's voice resuscitates Aska from her reverie. Aska immediately got off the bed, walked up to the door and opened it.
“It's noon, if you're up want me to make lunch?” tanya Nirmala hesitated. He looked at Aska fretting, usually the answer he got was the word NO. But this time it was different, Aska nodded slowly.
Nirmala gasped, in her heart came a happy feeling that was hard to explain. For so long he tried to approach Aska in various ways, finally today came to fruition.
Aska decided to start opening up, lately she felt that she had been overreacting which made Nirmala more depressed every day. The dark circles under Nirmala's eyes grew thicker every day during Aska's home, the woman often stayed up late, waiting for Aska to come home. Though all day Nirmala seemed busy in the kitchen preparing a variety of favorite food Aska who never touched the edges. Aska did not intentionally do that, she simply had no desire to put food in her mouth. Even mineral water feels heavy to pass through his throat.
“But I want breakfast only Auntie, no need to make heavy food.”
Nirmala nodded in understanding. Whatever Aska wants to eat will be made soon. “Mother wait below.”
Aska nodded again then closed the door of her room and rushed to the bathroom. Once down from the second floor, Aska only found Aldi sitting with a bowl of caulking chicken porridge giving off a fragrant smell. Hunger disturbs Aska's sense of smell. He pulled out a chair to sit beside Aldi, glancing at his bowl.
“Mau?” ask Aldi while chuckling amusedly. He deliberately stained Aska.
Aska shook her head but in her heart nodded cheerfully.
“Tuh,” point Aldi on serving hood in the middle of the table.
Aska hastily opened the hood of food vigorously but he found only a few pieces of bread and jam stored there. Fuck Aldi!
"She wants a light one," ledek Aldi.
Aska smiled wryly, with a heavy heart she took out two slices of bread and dabbed them with srika jam. His heart shriveled until it sounded grimy, unpretentious to the sound in his stomach. It turned out that his stomach was beginning to not know the custom, trying to protest once he saw bread that would not be able to satiate.
Afterward, Aska put the two sides of the bread together to prepare to eat it but not long he was confused to see the roti disgrace from his hand, changing into Aldi's hand.
“You eat this only, bread does not make full for people who have not eaten anything all night," he said as he pushed the bowl of porridge in front of Aska.
Aska realized, Aldi was teasing him so Aska ignored him and switched to eating the contents of the bowl without saying much.
“When to return to Singapore?”
“Belom knows," muttered Aska with a full mouth.
“Tumben you stay here long?”
Aska sniffed her shoulders. The only reason for Aska to remain in Indonesia to find out the existence of Bima, but there is no point in telling Aldi the reason. No one will understand what Aska is thinking.
...***...
Aska came out of the bathtub, wrapped the towel around her body. His eyes glanced at the glance of the cell phone that had been screaming all day long. He sighed lazily knowing who was behind this commotion, Ela - his secretary. Aska was tired every day hearing a barrage of complaints from Ela, so this time she was determined to ignore the sound of the phone accompanied by the great vibration. Aska grabbed a small towel, made a roll that wrapped her wet hair. Finished with hair he switched to wiping the water dots on his exposed shoulders, after soaking in the warm water his feelings got better.
Feeling quite dry, Aska grabbed her phone on the nightstand sitting casually on the edge of the bed, her finger moving quickly to open the mailbox. Usually Ela leaves a message if Aska does not pick up her phone on the third call. Once open, a row of messages containing questions about work until the schedule of his return to Singapore filled the column. Aska reads the last message containing Ela's irritation as Aska continues to ignore it. The row of mockery written there made Aska smile amusedly, she could imagine Ela typing every word with a red face holding back her annoyance. Aska sure, at this time the chatty woman had turned into a snake-headed medusa regrettably. One message came back in, a short sentence written on the screen making Aska's forehead wrinkled. He immediately dialed Ela's name, not until a second of Ela's voice immediately echoed from her phone.
"Ware Aska! Carly's looking for you!" Ela repeated the sentence she wrote in the message.
Aska. Carly's?
"I think he's in Indonesia now" Ela added.
"What's that guy doing here?"
The good relationship between Papa Aska and Papa Charly as co-workers draws Aska into the engagement bond. Two years passed so quickly even though Carly was more dominant in her second relationship but Aska did not mind more precisely she was not too dizzy because almost all of her life system has been plotted Papa like prolonged drama.
"Aska!"
"Leave it," said Aska flat. "He always follows wherever I go, doesn't he?"
Ela nodded, confirming Aska's words. "All right, I'm not going to talk about it anymore. So when are you back?"
"I can't answer your question yet. Reschedule the schedule for this month and send me the files I need to check."
"You sure? Singapore park project big enough to release Aska. We could lose big."
Aska pulled off the towel on her head. His body slammed into the bed leaving his feet still on the floor.
"Either La, I can't think now" he said with his eyes closed.
Bima, I really can go crazy if you don't come back soon!
...***...
Aska returns to the bar, where Angel works. As soon as he stepped on the first ladder to ascend, Aska's steps came to a halt. His ears caught the sound of crying accompanied by a cry for mercy that disturbed his curiosity. Ask towards the side wall of the building, where a small gap that only one adult body can pass through. A special road used by officers to enter through the side door of the bar. Aska several times through this gap when Bima took him to meet Angel.
"For bang, gosh,"
"BRAK!"
"Do you think you can pay your debt?"
"Today is your last chance. Otherwise you'll die like your girlfriend. I'll poke your neck and sell all your organs!"
"Ja-don't Bang! I promise to pay Bang soon, but don't-"
"Angel?"
Angel gasped in shock as soon as she saw Aska emerge from behind the crack. "A-wh,"
"This is who else! Why is there always a disruption every time we collect your debt!" Sent one of the big men with the face of Sangar.
"Who are you?"
"It's none of your business! Go there!" Touch other men.
The tattooed man came to drive Aska closer. He dragged Aska away but Aska quickly crept out of the clutches of the big hand and approached Angel who was sitting on the ground with a puffy face. The corners of his lips turned blue with patches of dried blood.
"Damn it! You're fucking shit, "that guy slammed Angel's body into the wall.
Not too hard, but Aska sure, at this time Angel must feel dizzy because the push from the big hand does not look like he was joking.
"Stop it or I'll call the police" Aska threatened. He wasn't sure he could handle the two creepy men alone.
The tattooed man clucked in annoyance. His eyes glared at Aska but could not make Aska flinch from his current place. Although Aska could not make peace with Angel but she still had a conscience not to leave the woman alone among the two executioners who were ready to judge her.
"Remember! Two more days I'll come to take all the money you borrowed. Get ready!" hiss is a big man. The two moved away, once past Aska, the tattooed man snorted violently.
"Learn not to interfere in what is none of your business" he wrote.
Aska ignores them and immediately approaches Angel, helping her stand up.
"Depart," he snapped into the hand of Aska who tried to help her stand up. "Not to be so good. I know you must be very satisfied to see how I am right now."
Aska sighed. Not trying to evade. Whatever Aska says now won't make Angel's mood any better. "I just came to ask you something."
Angel snorted furiously, "stop scolding me with that silly question of yours, Bima is dead!" Pekik. Angel pushed Aska away from her and left with a limp step.
"Wait,"
Aska pulls Angel's body to face her.
"I'm sure Bima is still alive, Angel," Aska lowered her tone to sound half persuasive. "So I beg you, tell me everything. I'm sure you must know what happened to Bima that day, hmm."
Angel sobbed softly, "stop Aska. STOP IT!" His screams along with a powerful thrust on Aska's body.
"Even if you ask, my answer remains the same. I knew nothing and Bima was dead. So stop acting like crazy."
"Stop saying the word die!" Raung Aska was running out of patience. "Bi-ma be-lum ma-ti," his spelling along with the crackling sound of teeth rubbing against each other.
"Stop meeting me with this nonsense Aska or I'm reporting you to the police" Angel threatened. This time Angel took a quick step away from Aska. Heed his ears from the voice of Aska who kept calling his name.
"Angel, man,"
"Aska!" A hand pulled on Aska's arm, forcing her to turn to face the person who called her name.
"Carly?"
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