The Eye of Aska Time

Mr. John

I don't know what exactly is worried about Mr. Langgas, this morning he had come to my desk and immediately asked me to come to the room Mr. John.

“Mas later follow me yes in the room Mr. John, wait for me later new chat up,” he said while patting my shoulder and walking quickly to the room Mr. John.

About 15 minutes later, Mr. Langgas sent a message “Mas up now!”

I hurriedly put on my shoes, tidied up my shirt, and slightly raised the pants I was wearing. Mr. John's room is on the top floor, close to the secretary room. This isn't the first time I've actually been to Mr. John's room, from his dark brown door and golden algae, to the red carpet, expensive chandelier and black luxury sofa in the room I can conclude he is a fancy person.

“Ijin in, sir,” I said while knocking on the door. I opened the door and as I explained earlier, he's a fancy guy. I saw Mr. John sitting firmly with Mr. Langgas in front of him. I opened the door and the two of them looked at me.

“This is sitting!” call Mr. Langgas while pulling the chair next to him.

I either started to read someone's face or something, but I saw his face that was not bright with eye bags and moustaches not taken care of. I also found a different watch at dinner, and when Mr. Langgas asked me to meet him in the barn. The phone located on the table is definitely not owned by Mr. Langgas, and as I recall it was a new mobile phone released 2 days ago. Okay, why should I be suspicious of my own director, obviously he's a lot of money not like me.

“Hehe my permission to sit, Sir,” I said embarrassed.

John invited me to sit down. I crossed my toes, and tried to look neat and calm from the waist up. The initial conversation was just a small talk about the work I had solved. As usual, Mr. Langgas always makes everything excessive. He's been praising my work and Felix's work too much, in fact we're not that good.

Mr. John looked at me, and I looked at him. And instantaneously..

I saw something not suspicious at all. It's a very ordinary family, and I think my mom and dad probably do the same thing a lot. You often fall asleep in the family room while watching the ball, and you are asleep before 10. The same is the case with Mr. Langgas who came home at night and fell asleep on the living room sofa.

They always eat breakfast together and spend the weekend together. Mr. John with his son also get along, I see Mr. John often give small gifts, either because of his small achievement, or on his birthday, I think I will also be happy to be the son of Mr. John.

And for some reason, I saw him sitting in a religious court, I couldn't hear clearly what the judge said. Full of sobs, especially from the family of Mr. John's wife. His son may be 12 years old and he understands what he sees. Hugging someone who might be the brother of one of Mr. John's family, she cried. It covered up the voice of the judge.

“Mas Aska! so what about Petrogas? Safe?” Ask Mr. John with a slight increase in his tone.

“Hah?” answer me dazed “Iya safe, Sir,” I replied.

“You kinda focus ya mas?” said Mr. John while advancing his sitting position “Udah time to go back to the room, rest aja first just continue working,” command. I immediately withdrew and sat down at the table.

It looks like Felix has relaxed while scraping his mouth with a toothpick.

“Hallo boy, how?” Ask Felix to relax.

“Well done,” answered.

“Think I pesen steak well done, heyy!!” reply to Felix.

“Haha, okay something unfinished mas?” my many.

Mas Felix pointed to the pile of work that has been neat “Because you have a special task so I have finished all, but this is not free yes, yes,” said mas Felix while scrolling his Mobile “This is as good as it is,” he said while pointing at a donut full of chocolate jam on it.

Okay because it helped me a lot to order a donut for Felix mas.

Shortly after I returned to work, Mr. Langgas came and pulled me into his room. He brought a notebook, sat down and looked around for something in his desk drawer.

“Sit mas,” he said to invite me when I saw me still standing in front of the door of his room.

“Hmm,” I was thinking how to tell you what I saw earlier “I don't see anything strange sir, if from what I saw Mr. John was a good father, then, yes he may indeed only be a hard worker like the position he carries now anyway, sir.”

“Ohya? How is he at home?” Ask Mr. Langgas.

“At home. ya usually go home office to sleep, breakfast together, saturday sunday ya home scratching your stomach while making sarongs, that's it sir, nothing special, yes, oh yeah I see either when Mr. John is divorced with his wife, hmm I don't really know exactly when, Mr.”

“Iya already know me mas, I wonder what the problem is. Poor Mr. John is old, if no one is looking for pity,” he said after finishing opening the lid of the drawer “Mas try to see me, distinguish me mas.”

I'm welcome to see Mr. Langgas' past. I approached him and stared at him for a few minutes.

“Dad!!” shouted a toddler running towards Mr. Langgas.

Mr. Langgas opened his arms wide and hugged the boy, then carried him, and kissed his cheek. They looked like they were having a good conversation, and their son seemed very enthusiastic about telling a story. Not only his son, but Mr. Langgas' wife also welcomed him while carrying a briefcase and brought Mr. Langgas a glass of water.

At other times, Mr. Langgas spent several times with his family. He helped his wife learn to drive a motorcycle and a car. Who often accompany Mr. Langgas doing strange touring. All his family came, even his young son was also invited.

“Heh!” shouted mr. Langgas.

My sight disappeared and blurred. I saw Mr. Langgas geleng-geleng “Awas aja yes you see macem-macem mas!” he said while playing his index finger.

“No swear!” I said defend myself.

“In the meantime you also know what it's like to have a wife, do you want to marry,” he said while patting my shoulder “Gimana mas, just saw what?”

“Pak Langgas, often ngajak wife nangkep bird?”

“Hah?” confused reply.

“Oh sorry, I mean Mr Langgas often yes ngajak son wife touring?”

“Iya mas, right from bosen at home.”

“Oh yes-iya,” I said reply me as soon as possible. I am confused to draw conclusions and the common thread, yes this is just a matter of differences in family members, and why Mr. Langgas cares so much. Then I went out and went back to the desk. Before I leave the room Mr. Langgas ordered “Try to remember again that is in Mr. John and in my mas.”

I got home on time, and I feel a little relieved today. Usy told the news by sending a photo with his family in the Old City. Seen his father riding a classic onthel bike in pink with dashing. In stark contrast to his thick eyebrows and fierce-looking mustache, his mother was piggybacked while Usy was on the bike.

“Later there will be time we gini,” he said.

“Well, if only in Jakarta, I should be able to see you again?” my reply.

“just be patient, tomorrow I go to Jepara Sama Kudus abis that we can meet.”

“Okey, stay safe awaited return the same by-by!”