
After breakfast, Haris takes the car keys, he pranks, actually, Haris to the mayor's office, trying to meet his best friend Udin, Haris just wants to see what Udin's reaction is, Udin, moreover, Jamil said that Udin had asked about him, this made Haris have confidence that Udin also wanted to meet him.
Haris turned out to come too quickly, when Haris arrived and asked at the Post of the Security Guard, it turns out that the person Haris was looking for had not yet reached the office, and indeed usually also this hour has not reached him, he said, so that makes Haris forced to stand waiting in front of the post.
Udin came with an unusual car he used, so that Satpol PP who was guarding the post did not know that the new one entered was the leader. Udin was so surprised to see Haris standing in the post, despite having a lot of white hair, but Udin could still figure it out.
Udin guaranteed it was his friend Haris, because without Haris knowing, actually Udin followed the development of Haris on social media, also in the news of magazines and online newspapers, so that the development of Haris a little much Udin know, so that the development of Haris a little, Udin sumringah, get out of the car and directly approach Haris.
“Hai .. Arianda, I don't dream right ?”.
Haris is approaching. “Jin is not this real Friend ..”.
Both of them laughed and hugged. All who saw the same were shocked, they had never seen the leader until so, so all were convinced that it was a special person, otherwise their leader might even get off the car and chase after him.
The three Satpol PP members who were in the post looked at each other, when they almost asked Haris to stay away, fortunately it had not happened, otherwise they would be very embarrassed of course, or do not be able to spray because it evicted his close friend.
Udin brought Haris into his room, before long drinks also came, Haris continued to laugh crisply, Udin too, both of course did not expect if they could still meet after decades of never communicating. Udin who told me a lot, Haris only nods his head.
“Bentar Ri, I telephon Faisal and Ryan first ya”.
Haris gave his thumbs up. Udin certainly did not know the name Haris, which he knew was Arianda, Arianda Nasution. The name Haris was only there after they did not meet again, the name that came when Haris was taken by his father to Bandar Lampung, so his friends here only know Arianda.
Udin put down his phone. “They are coming soon”.
Haris laughing. “Indeed Faisal same Ryan here Din ?”.
Udin nodded his head. “Faisal is PNS Ri, he is now the Head of Tourism Office here. If Ryan cops him, he's just moved here, Ryan Kapolres is here Ri”.
Haris. “Ah, my great friend apparently”.
Udin shook his head and laughed a little. “Tak is better than Senior Manager right ?”.
Haris is getting bigger. “Ah, you're Din. But, how do you know ?”.
Udin just smiled, he picked up the magazine in his desk drawer and handed it to Haris. Just opened the first page, Haris immediately shook his head, this news about the transfer of PMA companies to PMDN successfully handled by Haris, the nationalization movement of several large palm oil companies in the border area, and the, just so Udin knew his position, Haris also became moved, not expecting if Udin turned out to be intensely looking for information about him.
Though Haris acts otherwise, Haris is right no matter what but his life and work, Haris never thinks about anything and anyone in his past, Haris is too sick with what happened, Haris is too sick with what happened, forgetting everything related to his past.
Suppose Haris never met Risda, then the possibility of Haris will also remain as lost in the swallow of the earth, even communication alone does not exist, when it reaches Kalimantan, Kalimantan, Haris was forced to sell his phone because of lack of money, his number was saved, but eventually unused again because Haris could only buy a cellphone after two years later, after promotion to the office.
"So, this is what makes you instantly know me Din ?".
Udin smiled and shrugged his shoulders. "You think I'm as good as Ri, until you remember your face after 42 years of not meeting, our friend Junior High certainly not necessarily we remember if we do not see you again. Ri .. Ri .. We separated when we were children, even still kindergarten, now we have grandchildren, we are grandfathers, I'm not that great a friend".
Haris shook his head, he also did, Haris was also immediately hugged because he saw Udin who knew him immediately, even though the one in front of him was far from what he imagined. It's been a long way, of course, but Haris is so sure it's Udin.
"Well, it's been Din's too long, but I still remember your curly hair Din, your mole and the most convincing thing was your smile, somehow, I still haven't forgotten it".
Udin again gave some other magazines that immediately made Haris fixated, in each magazine there is a news that displays a big photo, big photo, indeed, for quite a long time Haris took part in the nationalization movement of foreign companies, even Haris had accompanied the minister for this matter.
"The first time I saw your photo, somehow I was so sure it was you Ri, even my hair was goosebumps, although I wonder why there is a word Haris. One time, I met Uncle Jamil, I asked you, he said you're on a Borneo plantation, I'm getting sure it's you".
Haris shakes. "Not long after I finished college, I went straight to Kalimantan Din, I'm there until now".
"Uncle Jamil did give you three numbers at the time, but your number couldn't be reached, but I talked a lot with your mother Aunt Ireth, and with your sister Lia, which makes me 100% sure if it's you Ri, what else is Ri, the wound on your forehead it's”.
Haris laughed and held his forehead. “Still remember you Din”.
Udin scratched his head. “And I did it”.
Haris and Udin were just as laughing, Haris was holding his forehead again, this was the result of a game of catfish stakes, Udin who acted as a hitter, Haris who became a catch, maybe too hard, Haris catch missed, Haris catch missed, instead of hitting his forehead and being scratched, it was purely an accident, there was no element of intent.
“Tante Ireth also still remember me, I ask a lot of your photos from aunt, that I compare with the one in the magazine, makes me really believe it is you Ri”.
Haris shakes her head back. “Entai Din, I was too late with my life”.
Udin laughed a little. “All will also be so Ri, with what you experienced”.
Udin nodded his head. “Tante convey everything Ri, I know everything from aunt, I feel, your disappointment is deserved friend, if it happens to me, I might be able to worse”.
Haris took a breath back. “Mother really told me everything Din ?”.
Udin nodded his head again. “You know Ri, auntie always cries if we talk on the phone. Two weeks before my aunt died, we were still talking, at first I also wanted to leave, but it was not like here, aunty only one day in a dream, I canceled coming".
Haris looked at the old Udin, Haris became sighing, Haris' eyes were already very spicy, Haris increasingly aware, it turns out he was too selfish so far, Haris too late with himself, Haris too late, only care about the life he has, even though there are hundreds of other lives that remember him, even Udin his little friend to the extent of wanting to know his whereabouts.
Now Haris's shadow also moved to his mother, when Haris decided to leave, Ireth did not forbid, but Ireth continued to hug Haris firmly, until more than half an hour later Ireth released his embrace, Ireth, Ireth turned around and went straight into the house.
Haris was also more than half an hour still standing glued to the door, sure his mother did not appear again, then Haris stepped foot, after which Haris did not look back again, and then, he continued to walk up to the highway, taking a bus to the port of Merak, Haris long held back because no ship left.
At first Haris wanted to go home to Bandar Lampung, but Haris chat in the harbor with his new acquaintances brought Haris changed his mind, he did not go to Bandar Lampung, but joined his new acquaintances far to Kalimantan, Indonesia, this new acquaintance also brought Haris into the plantation as a daily worker.
Haris life change took place a year after that, when Haris met with the plantation owner, after he knew Haris a Bachelor, he pulled Haris into the office, Haris getting late with his life, Haris 1000% focus on his work, so that Haris' career continues to improve, so that in less than 15 years, Haris has occupied the position of senior manager.
Haris already feels so comfortable with his life, nothing goes into Haris mind except work and channel his hobby of fishing. With economic conditions improving, Haris began to penetrate far to channel his hobby, to enter the interior.
This is also what makes Haris friends with Buang, a sampan owner who is quite large and knows where the best fishing spots, Haris has been taken to many places, not only on the river, but also on the river, in fact they also fish far into the sea, until only a few miles already at the border point.
Haris' friendship with Buang was what started the birth of Haris's consequent change, when Buang took him to the Independence HUT Ceremony in the interior, Haris found a scene that stirred his heart, and the, it even managed to make Haris' blood flow almost stop, Risda.
All are now ringing in Haris' ear, his head is really solid, there is only a sense of regret now, but the name of regret is always too late, but Haris is really disappointed with himself, he said, moreover, seeing his little friend Udin who even became a friend confided in his mother who must have suffered so much to hold back his longing for him.
Even though as a child, it should be Haris who is obliged to provide entertainment to his mother, Haris does not have to put forward a sense of disappointment and put all the mistakes on his parents, it is really wrong, he said, that's really an act Haris shouldn't have done.
Haris even missed many things, until the departure of his mother, father, wak Jainal and many other things that should be the responsibility of Haris as a boy, but that was all he ignored, Haris is more concerned with his disappointment, without realizing it has given birth to thousands of other disappointments.
Udin caught haru in the eyes of Haris, Udin again took care of everything on the table, all the magazines were saved back, Udin began to tell their exclamation as a child, he said, how Udin who squeezed the table when running when there was an earthquake, Haris who re-entered the room and was as strong as possible to enforce the table that hit Udin.
The atmosphere is back cheerful, Haris has been able to eliminate the sad aroma that at the beginning was so strong attack him, the story is welcome, both of them are the same as they repeat what they experienced together when they were children in the past.
The atmosphere was more lively when Faisal and Ryan appeared, Ryan and Faisal were also the same as Udin, the same hugged Haris tightly, there was a big miss among their neighbors. Four little friends now get together, the story certainly does not widen from each other's experiences, their childhood stories, places they once visited and their personal lives, it turns out, the story of each other, only Haris has no grandchildren.
“I only have one daughter, married. Now also being here, already two years married, but has not been given a fortune”. Haris.
“Still young it's Ri, chance is still long”. Sambar Ryan's.
Haris nods his head. “I'm still sure, one day will be grandpa also”.
All the same laugh, Haris only knew that his three childhood friends often gather together, and the three also often discuss the topic of Haris, Udin who has a lot of information about Haris, and the three of them also often discuss the topic, but until now it did not also get the contact number Haris, which is less than that.
Haris immediately shared his contacts and saved the contacts of three friends, in front of them would be more communication, Haris who is the most distant now even think to visit as often as possible. The best way is certainly to establish cooperation, there is a chance that the company where Haris works in partnership with the local government.
All four are really late, not only in the conversation, now all four have gone out of office to one of the tourist destinations close to the office center. Faisal who gave a long explanation, Ryan and Udin occasionally joined in saying, now Haris has begun to meet the intersection point of partnership that may be built.
“We can partner Din. You just submitted a draft of his cooperation. Designate one place we can build, make a complete proposal with his RAB. Later I'm Din's business, we wake up from CSR funds for public facilities”.
Udin grabbed Haris' shoulder. “Kan just sign you guys. Your style, I'm effort, really it's ?”.
Haris laughing. “That diplomacy is kawan”.
Everything was the same laugh, Faisal who seemed excited, as the head of the tourism service, of course Faisal was immediately interested in the phrase Haris, even Faisal immediately made a promise to compile a request for Haris this week as well, to that Faisal got a thumbs up from his three friends, Faisal also gave his thumbs up, even seemed so excited, Faisal had even imagined something that he thought was right for this small town.
“There are several locations that are currently still controlled by the population, but they also know that it is the land of the city government, if we take it now it is not a problem at all, it will not disrupt their economy. If necessary, we can involve them in the it” project. Obviously Faisal is in the amini of his three friends.
Haris also felt no problem if channeling CSR funds here, basically Haris has a patent to choose where the funds are conveyed, the company where Haris works is a national type company, so that its CSR can be channeled throughout the territory of the Republic of Repoblik Indonesia.
From Sabang to Merauke have the same rights. The important thing is that the distribution is for the public interest, for social organizations or institutions that take care of the public interest, not for individual managers, not to support individual businesses.
The four of them are now sitting facing the beach, a very beautiful atmosphere of course, plus a breeze that sweeps the face slowly, laughter continues. This is if the friendship is born from the heart, to any end will remain eternal.
…. Connect ….