What is my fault, sir?

Shortness in the Chest

"Bruuuuk, ouch!" The paper the woman was carrying fell to the floor.

"Eee sorry Ma'am, I didn't mean it" said Surya feeling guilty, and helped tidy up the HVS paper.

"Look ahead dong Mas if the road does not look, my paper becomes scattering, forced I have to compose from the beginning again!" scold the woman with annoyance.

"Call Me Surya, as unapologetically, I'll help compile your paper again, let me help you get to the side!"

The woman just stood still and picked up one by one the papers that had been scattered on the floor. Surya quickly helped him pick up the HVS paper and carried it to the edge. Surya also looked at the sweet black face of the woman but with a bent face.

"Let's put together from the beginning, eee first acquaintance dong, what's your name?"

"My name is Desi."

"Well Desi, you can call me Bang Surya, ok!"

Desi simply nodded without answering a word, still feeling annoyed with the person who hit her. They work hand in hand to arrange the paper quickly and thoroughly. Both are like clops because they are everyday work.

"Why can we be compact, what is your job Desi?" surya asked as they finished tidying up the HVS paper.

"I'm the boutique owner's personal assistant who's there!"

"Pantes aka klop, I'm also a personal assistant, may we be a match."

"Did, really Bang!" Desi replied with a jutek.

"By dong Ngarep, I'm still a jomlo!"

"Again advertising or promotion?"

"Two, ha ha."

Before leaving the mall and saying goodbye to Desi, Surya asked for his mobile number. After that meeting Surya often sent WA messages or vedio calls. Although initially Desi was reluctant to answer but after two weeks Surya began to be able to make Desi comfortable to communicate.

During these two weeks Surya met with Desi three times during the afternoon break, when Surya got a task from his Master to find information about the mall. It makes them closer and closer. Their lifespan is not much different just two years older Surya and having the same job makes them even more compact when they meet.

This morning Alfarizi was sitting in his office. Frustration is now raging in his heart because almost three years have not been able to find the whereabouts of Neng and his son. There was a courier who delivered an invitation to Alfarizi that was received directly by Surya.

"Sir, there's an invitation to your Junior High School friend's reunion on Sunday night tomorrow."

"I'm lazy, Surya; I'm confused about where else my wife and son are going."

"This could be one way to find Miss, Master!"

"What do you mean?"

"There are many roads to Rome, who knows you can find Miss through the reunion, because your friends must be many who come from outside the area."

"Well, where was the reunion held?"

"In Jakarta Tuan, well I put in your schedule so as not to forget."

On Saturday morning Alfarizi returned to the main house. It has been almost a month that he has not returned home. When entering the door of the house greeted with a hug Marta with teary eyes. The little girl missed the affection so much, making Al's heart ache to think of her biological child the possibility of her biological child feeling the same way that Marta felt.

"Papa, why don't you come home now, I'm so lonely?"

"Thank you Papa, I miss you so much."

"When was the last time you went home?"

"So long ago, I couldn't count it; Mama was just a VC every day, I was bored." Marta Monyong lips sign of annoyance and protest

"What if Marta stayed at Oma's house, there were plenty of friends to play with?"

"Can't be the same Mama, yesterday Oma was here to take me,"

"Later Papa who said, after our break there, tell Sister to prepare for Marta's needs, ok!"

"Ok Papa, I love Papa." Marta jumped running into her room after hugging Al many times.

Alfarizi smiled looking at Marta who was immediately cheerful. Now it was only realized how lonely the little girl had never been noticed again. It felt like crying when I remembered Neng and her son.

Alfarizi imagined how their lives would be today. Life is only two that in fact Neng only graduates of SMK. It felt like his chest was getting claustrophobic imagining that Neng and his son were living a life of deprivation while he was living in luxury.

The tightness was even greater after Al imagined that he had married again and had a father, Al's mind grew increasingly confused when he re-imagined his son was not loved by the father. And even worse when he imagined his son had a new sister.

"Aaaaah, no!" Fortunately, no one was listening.

Al's breath gasping as it ran out for miles only to imagine Neng owned by someone else. That love grew stronger in his heart after learning the fact he had children and knew of his legal wife's affair. The maid's aunt approached her old master not to return home.

"Sir, do you need anything?"

"No Aunty, I just want to ask how long has Mrs Sinta not been home?"

"It's been three weeks, sir; he says he's now in Thailand, there's a show there."

"Well, you're back to work!"

If you remember Sinta, Al's emotions immediately rose again, more than ten years with him his attitude was always sweet. Whatever his request is always obeyed but it turns out he cheated on me either start when. It felt like his head was about to break thinking about Sinta's betrayal and the unaccounted for Neng and his son made Al even more frustrated.

Al was excited again after remembering having offspring. Encouraging yourself to be strong, whatever obstacles and trials will last and remain vigorous until you can find your wife and child. Survive holding back emotions for Sinta until she reveals all her rottenness and until she can find Neng and her son.

After escorting Marta to the house of the biological parents of Sinta, Al went straight to the hotel where the Junior High reunion would be held. Intending to keep an eye on the hotel area hoping to find the woman who has conceived her child.

Until the show began, Al did not find the figure of a woman who is always missed at any time for the last three years. The first one was sitting in a cafe next to the lobby. Then sat down in the lobby to wait for his friends while still sitting in the First High School.

One by one the childhood friends enter the area that is already boking for them. Al joined and talked but Al was still looking for a familiar friend who used to sit on a bench who aspired to become a doctor. A man wearing a doctor uniform ran over while opening his uniform and approached Al.

"Hi Al, how are you, have you forgotten me?" he said to embrace her.

"Harry, you're right Harry, are your goals accomplished now?"

"Yep, I'm Harry who used to be a little boy that you used to mock my ideals of heights."

Promo again yes shobat, do not forget kepoin in NT, thank you