Waiting Morning

Time to Visit Girlfriend

While in Semarang, Akbar who had two days to enjoy his leave was impatient to visit Beena's house.

“ Early in the morning is neat, where to go Bar” asked Mother Ramy.

“Akbar wants to go to Beena bun” replied Akbar while tidying up the clothes he was wearing.

" No breakfast yet?"

" Breakfast at the home of the future-in-law" Akbar silenced his mouth while chuckling.

“ Oalah..ada who want wakuncar to. So kangennya willing to nahan laper ” mother smiled.

" Not yet Bun?“ akbar asked the mother by turning her body back in a different direction.

This time Akbar uses a T-shirt with a marine logo and jeans add charm to his up thirty percent.

" Mother's child is the most handsome" replied the mother while lifting her two thumbs.

" Yes yes, wong mother's son who is handsome is only Akbar ".

Akbar grabbed Pomade and flattened it in his palm. Then rub slowly in the hair pockmark model 321.

From the posture and hairstyle alone it has been seen if Akbar is a member of the TNI. It is not so difficult to get a woman's love .

Unfortunately, his love is over for a girl named Maryam Tabeena.

The girl who had not met for four years, after last Akbar saw Beena in Bandung before finally completely separated. They parted without a word of farewell, it was that which stifled his chest.

Now, he will prove it before Beena and her family if he returns.

Like the morning sun returning with all its beauty, after dark the night shrouded his departure.

"Yes.yes. bring it here as soon as Bar”.

“ Doain ya bun, Akbar go first” Akbar kiss the hand of Mother Ramy.

Using the Honda Mega Pro, Akbar went to Beena's house.

Twenty minutes drive from her home to Beena's.

Arriving there, Beena's house looks lonely like uninhabited. Looking unlocked, Akbar kept tapping and continued his greeting three times.

Geck...

tock...

" Assalamu'alaikum..."

" Kulo Nuwun. assalamu'alaikum "

Until the second greeting, there is no sign of occupants"

Huh..try once again, if until the greeting no one answers yes.go home . Akbar.

"Assalamu'alaikum"

Chequek...

“Wa’alaikumussalam” bi Sumi opens the door.

“ Mas...nganu yes...eh..who is...”.

Bi Sumi painstakingly remembered the face of the young man she had seen several times.

“ Packs, bi. I'm Akbar his friend Beena”

“ Oh yes mas Akbar. Almost forgot, exhausted old Akbar mas ga here.”

Akbar is welcome to enter and sit in the living room.

“ How quiet bi, where to?”

“ Nganu mas, same father mother again nganter mbak Beena to Jogja. Two days ago”.

“ Beena lecture S2 in jogja bi?”

“ Ga mas, but Beena has a job there”

“ Bi Sumi has no Hp Beena?”

Akbar fingered both of his pants pockets looking for his cell phone.

Shit, my phone must have missed at home!. Akbar snorted in annoyance.

“ Ouch, mas sorry. Aunt does not have. Bi Sumi is clumsy, at home here can only pick up the phone home just”

“ Yes it's okay bi, oh yes when did Pak Hadi or Beena come home?”.

“ Less know mas, because bu Halimah will have a boutique in Jogja. But if I mbak Beena said his work is 2 weeks. Mas her here again in two weeks”

“ Well...I leave only two weeks bi, and have to return to Jakarta”. Akbar was disappointed.

"Oh yes, what would Akbar drink? aunt sampe forgot."

" No need to be bi, thank you.

Then excuse me bi, please convey my arrival same Beena or Pak Hadi if they have returned home” .

“ Yes mas.”

" Pareng bi "Akbar bowed.

"Nggeh mas, atos-atos "

Akbar immediately said goodbye, advancing his motorbike leaving Beena's house. And straight back to his house.

Arriving at home, Akbar slammed his body on the sofa.

Mother who was watering flowers in front of the house immediately followed Akbar, entering the house.

“ How did his face get so lethargic?” ask mama Ramy.

“ His house is quiet bun ".

" Not see you again? " Mother sat down beside Akbar.

Akbar shook his head weakly, closing his eyes for a moment.

" Just met bi Sumi. He said again to Jogja” answered Akbar lazily.

“ You did not ask for an address in Jogja? You can follow it there while on holiday”.

“ Oh yes why did not think earlier, but.” murmured Akbar in the heart.

“ Gak bun, wong ask hp number only Bi sumi ga know, let alone address” Akbar reassure.

" And you also do not leave your phone number with Bi Sumi?"

" No bun" Akbar replied regretting his stupidity.

“ Yes next time you can, there is still plenty of time."

Mother stands towards the sink. Glancing at Akbar's cellphone placed on the refrigerator, Mommy so remember Akbar's phone that rang somehow.

Mother had raised the last call, from Mary. But when he lifted it turned out there was no answer, maybe because it was not lifted for too long.

" Oh yeah your phone wasn't taken?there was a call from Mary”.

“Mary? What's he calling bun?”

“ Where do you know, call back gih” pinta Bunda Ramy.

In the past, Akbar did not expect that he would be asked to be a personal aide to one of his superior children, General Bram.

Later he finally found out if he had to be an aide of the woman who made his cellphone damaged.

Yeah, Mary was the guy she hit at the hotel at the time. And Mary the son of a general whom she admired and helped her a lot.

Although only 4 months Akbar became a bodyguard, in fact the communication did not stop there. Mary increasingly showed her attention after Akbar did not become her bodyguard.

Even Mary did not hesitate to help Akbar when he took S1 at one of the private universities in Jakarta, on the sidelines of Mary's busyness as executive manager in the hotel group owned by her maternal grandfather.

Akbar got off the couch.

Taken hp on top of the refrigerator, looking for a list of missed calls. Sure enough there were 5 missed calls from Mary.

Tut's...

Tut's..

From across Akbar waiting for his call to be picked up by Mary.

“ Hello , Bar”

“ Was the phone? Sorry I'm out of” again

“ Yes it is okay. Uh, I'm in Semarang. Can I meet?”

“ Serious?”

“ Yes, I'm again in hotel Ciputra ni”.

“ Ok, I'm going there huh. About 40 minutes from my house”

“ I wait, bye”.

Connection interrupted.

Akbar went straight to the garage, he chose a Soluna GLi sedan to meet Mary instead of using a motorbike.

Akbar was invited to visit Mary at his house. Mary who incidentally the son of an official is certainly not suitable if you have to feel the heat of the city of Semarang.

This was Mary's first visit to Semarang. And as a friend and former superior of course Akbar must treat him well while in his city. Moreover, Mary is the son of her superiors, people who helped her a lot in the union.

Before bringing Mary around Semarang, he will take her home. Of course you'd be happy to meet Mary.

Drt..drtt...

A message came in, Mary could not wait to read it hoping if it was a text from Akbar. Sure enough, Mary's eyes shone brightly looking at Akbar the sender of the message.

“ Mar, I'm already in the hotel parking lot"

Quickly, Mary typed in a reply.

" Much spiel? Shukoi's clothes?"

"Semarang is not Jakarta non, not jammed!"

"Where are you?"

“ Me in Lounge bar”

"Ok, otw Loung bar" Akbar replied.

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