The Journalist

Chapter 32: Like the Full Moon

"Auto ...."

"Auto ...."

In my mind, there was faintly the sound of people calling out to me. Unfortunately, my eyes were heavy enough to blink at this moment.

"Yinyaoooo!" So's shout that was so jarring and ear-splitting, suddenly woke me up in a sitting position.

I rubbed my eyes many times to clear my vision. My mouth is wide open, releasing the sleepiness that still affects this self. Since switching professions to become a journalist, waking up late is part of my bad habits. Maybe because I stay up too often.

"Eh? Where is this?" I am still trying to regain consciousness. My head turned to the left and right.

"Of course in the tent. Do you think it's in Kahyangan?"

I looked at So who was packing things.

"So, you survived? You're okay, right?" I asked while holding both shoulders.

"of course! I first arrived here and successfully completed our mission. I even got acquainted with one of them" So said with a tickle smile. Not for a second, he immediately changed his intonation. "It's you who's worried about me not coming home! I'm afraid you're why-why! Luckily, when you woke up, you were asleep right next to me."

"Sorry to worry you."

"You know, the United Nations has made it public and media that their international aid camp was attacked last night. Make sure you don't leave any traces last night. Oh, yes, after that I got the call from Eiji. They asked us to go home today because the leadership told us to do some special coverage in Eastern Ghouta. Early in the morning I went to the terminal to hunt for tickets. We'll be leaving in about half an hour. Don't forget to change the ticket money I paid for you!"

I flinch for a moment. I tried to rewind the memory.

Last night, Ameena and I managed to evade the military pursuit by hiding in a tree. Then we stayed there long enough to look at the moon. As soon as I thought it was safe, we decided to come down from the tree.

"Mina-chan, let's jump!" my door after first went downstairs.

Ameena hesitated to jump. Even his face looked tense. I collect the dry leaves just below it.

"Don't be afraid! The ground is soft, there are no stones!" I said as I stomped the ground with my feet.

Closing his eyes, he jumped down. I, who had been on standby below, tried to capture his body. We both fell in the position I was at the bottom and he was above me.

"Ah, why don't you give me a warning if you want to jump. Look, I didn't get out of the way" I said in protest.

"Afsa ...." He seemed to feel guilty because my tone of voice sounded grumbling.

He hurried to stand up. I could only smile from behind the burkak because it managed to trick her. Of course this is just part of my mode. Yes, I am willing to make my body as a base where it falls.

We managed to infiltrate the refugee camp at dawn and people began to wake up for worship. No one suspects us because most of the refugees have started their activities in the morning. This simply explains our togetherness last night for more than an hour. I then took off the clothes of the woman I was wearing in one of the refugee clothes.

It was also there that Ameena and I finally separated and returned to their respective places. But before that, we made an appointment to meet at that place again in the morning.

"Wait, what time is it?" ask me to So after I managed to return the memories last night.

"It's almost nine."

My eyes were opened for a moment. Jesus, I have to see Ameena now. He must have been waiting for me. I hurried to stand up while fixing the messy hair.

"Hey, hey, where are you going?" So held me back as I was about to get out of the tent.

"I'm going to the refugee camp. I've made an appointment to meet him now!"

"He who?"

"Ameena. The woman I helped at the time! I was with him all night" I said in a hasty tone.

So I held back when I was leaving. "Ettt .. we're leaving soon. If you go there we can miss the bus. Look, I've even packed your stuff!"

I held So's hand. "So, please!" door weld.

"Then what if the bus leaves us?"

"You can go there first, I'll catch up with you soon. If I'm late, ask them to wait for me."

"Yes, already! Go quickly!"

"Thank you, So!" I hugged So tightly, then wrapped Ameena's veil around my neck.

I ran so fast out of the tent. However, only a few meters of my footsteps stopped when I saw Yoshizawa walking towards me.

"You can see for yourself, right, I just got out of the tent" I replied in a cynical tone. After that talk, I could no longer act like a friend.

Yoshizawa threw away her face while laughing frailly. "My question is not about now. It's about last night, where were you last night? Looks like you and your friend aren't in the tent."

My face spontaneously darkened. However, it did not last long I immediately smiled wryly.

"We are the news hunters. Of course we're not here to be imprisoned in a tent."

"You must have heard about the attack on the UN aid camp last night, right?"

"Ayano, why are you still there? Didn't I tell you to get there!" So's scream from behind surprised me.

I looked at Yoshizawa without saying anything, then left her. My feet immediately ran towards the evacuation site. Ameena may have been waiting for me. I was so unwilling to see him just to be apart again. However, if this is the last time shouldn't I miss the opportunity?

I have arrived at this place. I bowed while breathing. I straightened my body with eyes that glittered around. Where is Ameena? I didn't see it. Did he forget? Or .. lest he get tired of waiting for me. Don't tell me, he's gone from this place! Arrght, my mind is tangled!

I got close to some women whose stature looks like Ameena. I walked around amidst some busy people passing by. Apparently, he had already left this place.

"Chai!"

Waitaminute! I heard Ameena's scream. I turned left and right, turning my body in all directions trying to find her whereabouts. There ain't!

"They! Khai!" The screams sounded once again.

I turned quickly, precisely towards the access exit of this camp. I saw! I saw Ameena looking out of the window of the mini bus that was about to take her away from this place. Instantly, I chased after the slow-moving mini bus. Trying to run as hard as possible to catch up with the car. My steps managed to equalize the course of the bus.

"Mina-chan, are you going to get out of here?" askaku use Arabic while running so as not to be left behind.

Ameena nodded with a pair of eyebrows that looked down.

"To where? Can I know?" ask again.

He didn't answer. Just shut up and down trying to hide his own look. I jumped up and hung right by the window next to his seat. Ameena who was surprised by my actions then hurriedly closed the window that had opened. He also looked around the seat as if he was afraid of people.

He and I looked at it at a very close distance and were only limited by the window. I put one hand on the glass, in the place where he also put his hand. This made our palms seem to touch each other. Next to my hand held firmly on the roof of the car so that my body still hung.

Our eyeballs are still in the air. I don't want our second farewell this time to bring regret like before. At least, I should have said something to her, but not a parting sentence.

I blew the steam out of my mouth into the glass window, and wrote a question sentence.

"May I be your friend?

(Can I be your friend?)

He's clenching his forehead. It seems that he does not understand my words or may have difficulty reading this article. I deleted the sentence, to replace it with new writing. Damn, my hand holding the roof of the bus was almost completely cut off. I'm trying to get upstairs. In vain! My grip is not strong.

In the remnants of my defense, I blew back the steam from my mouth. My body is getting down. My grip lives at my fingertips. Without any intention, I carved the heart emblem on the window as my last trace, before my hand completely slipped off the bus handle and Ameena's gaze disappeared from my view.

Just as my feet were resting on the paved road, Ameena looked up at the window while waving her hand.

"Hai, jaa eyes, ne!" The last word jumped from his lips.

(Jaa mata in Japanese means see you later)

"Yeah!" reply while waving my hand.

The mini bus slowly started to move away from me. I was still fixated with a pair of eyes that continued to control Ameena's departure. To be honest, there's a lot I want to ask him. Where is his residence now? Did her husband's friends treat her well? Why did he come to this refugee camp? And ... what brought him to that place last night? I'm really curious!

As before, he left by leaving many questions lodged in his head. His passing also managed to bring about this sense of loss in the heart. Yes, so she was. A simple, edifying woman, like a full moon who dares to appear as she is with her light that is not so bright, but brings peace in darkness.

Mina-chan, we'll still meet again, right?

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Visual Ameena after the poll in GC fell on this picture.I think this photo is also the closest to the description of Ameena figures are simple, quiet, and unpretentious. With blue eyes and pale white skin. If you think it fits, no.