Waiting Morning

Goodbye Night

It has been a week since Beena came to Aceh for the second time. This is Beena's last night on rencong land. He had to return to Jakarta because Bimo had been covering two weeks in Aceh. Will be replaced by another partner.

" Mad Na tomorrow so come back to Jakarta right?" ask Bimo.

" Yes so, do I look like I want to move ID?"

" Yes.kali aja mbak Na mau nemenin pak army" ledek Bimo.

" Over time in Aceh can be considered the same bang Billy" said Beena.

" Mom Na, can I not?"

" Hm.don't ask weird questions. I can't answer it later" Beena replied.

" Mr Na has met Mr. Purple Beret means soon to marry. Is Ma'am Na going to quit firsttv?"

" Your question is too heavy Bim" Beena replied briefly.

" Mr Na, seriously I asked. I'm afraid of losing a partner like mbak Na"

Beena smiled sweetly, then moved towards Bimo.

" Yey, boys! Why are you being melancholic? whoever you partner with later, you need to be ready!" the answer calmed Bimo down.

" But Na, not everyone can accept my flaws. And Na's the one who's able to get me out of my introvert zone!"

" It's not because I'm Bim, it's because of your strong will to get out of your comfort zone"

" But the figure of an older sister like Na who made me excited came out from there. And when I start accepting other worlds, will Na leave me?"

" Bim, you are a man and must be strong for the women around you. You have a mama, you have a little sister and maybe tomorrow you have a boyfriend like Reyna that you have to protect" ledek Beena melt the atmosphere that was serious into a familiarity atmosphere.

" Amit.amit..amit.seven derivatives don't let the girl into my life" Bimo replied to Beena's response by tapping his finger to the forehead and then to the table.

Beena was increasingly intrigued by Bimo's behavior, "Don't be so, who knows he's your soul mate"

" No.no, I don't think there are any other girls in Indonesia." Then Bimo returned the topic to the beginning, "mbak Na will come out of firstTV if married?"

" Mas Akbar is not the type of male curber, I think I can still work on TV. After all I would often be in stay duty out of the area maybe even abroad. If I don't have any activities, I feel very lonely. Maybe I'll stay on firstTV"

Both of them got into a conversation. Until it does not feel finished all the preparations for their return.

" Oh yes, everyone is ready" Bimo said as he checked the items packed for their return tomorrow morning.

" Check Bim again, let no one miss".

" Yes, oh yeah, so it's going to be a farewell, right?"

Beena replied to Bimo's question just by nodding her head, as she was checking her personal belongings.

Tonight was a farewell night for some fellow journalists and volunteers before being replaced with others. There is a kind of entertainment event organized by some volunteers to remember their time as a family without blood relations. All mixed, race, class, religion, language and even different countries are not a barrier to affairs in the name of humanity.

There also gathered all the military forces of several countries to witness this farewell event.

The farewell event this time was filled with stories from volunteers. There are haru stories, funny stories and even silly stories from each volunteer. With the background of race, tribe, language and even different nations in fact they are able to merge into one. One strategy raised the spirit of the people of Aceh.

" Ladies and Gentlemen. To include the evening's activities. How about we ask Miss Maryam to sing a song?" said an event host from PMI volunteers.

With a blushing face, Beena subtly refuses the MC's request.

" No, no...I can't do that" reject Beena.

" Come on, you can do it for us" said one volunteer from Australia.

" Yes, we need entertainment" replied the medical volunteer from another direction.

With an insecure step Beena finally got up, moved from her sitting position then walked to the middle and whispered a song title to the guitarist to accompany her.

Seen photographers from the country of Sakura immortalize the expression of women who were singing songs from Mayumi Itsuwa accompanied by acoustic guitar played by one of the academic volunteers .

Ai wa itsumo

Tabi ni tsukareta

Tada kokoro no tomo

Watashi o yonde's...

The last stanza chanted by Beena's melodious voice made all amazed. Ended with standing applause into a slick ending of a show.

Akbar who had noticed the appearance of the lover made him not stop praising everything that was in Beena.

" Konbanwa" said the photographer

" Conbanwa" Beena said, nodding her head.

" Hajimemashite, watashinonamaeha Nihon no zasshi no Yoshidadesu'

" hajimemashite, watashinonamaeha Mariamudesu.Watashi wa FirstTV kara kimashita".

" Anata no koe wa totemo amaidesu" Yoshida praised Beena's recent performance.

"Arigatozaimashita. Watashi wa anata no homekotoba ni ureshidesu, said Beena to reply to the praise made by Yoshida

"kochirakoso douzo yoroshiku onegaishimasu, Arigatou" Beena replied.

They split up on the night of their first meeting. Beena walked towards the crowd of volunteers of one of the Indonesian Islamic organizations.

While from the other direction there were Yoseph and other TNI friends who turned out to pay attention to the appearance of Beena.

“ Perfect”

One word that came out of Joseph's mouth brought Akbar to a standstill from his long view of Beena.

“ Bro, I went there bertar ya” said Akbar left Yoseph.

“ Satisfied tonight bang, before tomorrow your boyfriend comes home” Yoseph chuckles.

Akbar looked back, then hinted with his hand at Joseph

“ Ok bro...”

“ Bee...” call Akbar.

“ Uh mas, since when is here?”

“ From earlier, when you just sing I'm here”.

Beena bowed in shame, not believing that Akbar was watching her from earlier.

“ Beautiful song, as beautiful as the creature of God that He created as my ribs”.

“ Start deh...definitely want more gombal”

“ What is that song about?”

Ask Akbar curious.

“ About someone who is patiently waiting for happiness”

“ That song describes you waiting for me? Well, I love the song you brought that dear.”.

Beena was silent,

“ yes, Ge-eR u mas! Explicitly the song is intended for friends in general”.

“ But implicitly the song is dedicated to a handsome army like me right? Ha...ha.ha.”.

Akbar.

“ Uh..basis biang kerok”

“ Eh bee, tomorrow go straight home to Semarang?”

“ Do not know mas, if you get a leave of absence after coming home from here maybe go home to Semarang. Why that?"

“ Nothing, only if you can cut it together. Take the time to go home from here, we take care of marriage administration”.

“ Hm, good idea anyway, mas only a month's duty here right?”

“ yes, two more weeks in rumah”

“ Yes, I will submit a leave letter first to Billy” bang.

"Is it hard to apply for leave at your bee's office?"

"Not really, but the procedure has to be so. Take it easy, Billy bang is a humble boss".

"Make sure we can go back to Semarang with ya bee?"

" God willing " answered Beena short.

Beena walked behind Akbar.

Hearing the short answer from his lover, made Akbar stop his steps.

Bruck...

Ow...

"Why stop saying nothing" Beena puffed her mouth.

"You're still just as adorable when you were in High School, bee"

Akbar pinched Beena's cheek.

"I'm not Tina toon"

Beena glares.

They enjoyed the togetherness of the atmosphere of the portico of Mecca for the last time.

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