Love of the Journalist
44. (Un)Happy
...44. (Un)Happy...
Kirei
The atmosphere is really blistering. The shift of the rainy season to the dry season may be the reason behind it. Many times he wiped the sweat that ran down his temples and neck.
“We break first, Rei!” Mas Budi.
He nodded.
Now office friends Anisa, Mas Budi, Oka and Aldi already know about her marriage.
“Crazy, lo! Did you really marry that cop?” anisa's response was the first time she recounted the events of the TVS Award night. Anisa's head bobble.
“So really, right? Aldi got drunk because of it, Lo?!”
Anisa clucked, “But I guessed it anyway .. if all this time Aldi likes the same, lo.”
His relationship with Aldi is now like the beginning of his encounter with the tall man. Chilly. Stiff and sure as if there was a stretch between them.
He also ended up telling Mas Budi about why his marriage could happen.
“I didn't know, Rei. You married for TS.” coverage Kelakar Mas Budi while laughing discordantly.
“People who used to be raided .. funny too, can be a story in novels.”
“But I guess. He likes you. Since—” Mas Budi looked thoughtful.
“Since when, Mas?” His secretary wants to know.
“Since our appointment at his office maybe. Or precisely since we often interact with him,”
Though the man had been interested in her since their meeting in the city park. A few years ago.
“She ever wondered about you. I think reasonable single equals single ..”
“So Mas Budi give info what to him?” toodong.
The cameraman chuckled, “Info basic-lah ...”
“For example?”
“Yaa .. Your full name. Length of work .. You have a girlfriend no, like that anyway.”
“Hah!” his jolt couldn't believe a Danang was investigating him.
“But I really helped when we got caught in a storm in Karimun Jawa .. if there is no Mr. Danang,” Budi put his shoulder, “entahlah ... My son may not be saved, Rei.”
Time is getting late. He and Mas Budi continued the coverage. This time along the boarding area of the students who did the oplosan miras party in the Sidorejo Lor area.
According to local police information, the party resulted in 3 student lives lost. A dozen others are still being treated in hospital. Earlier this morning it was reported at the Regional General Hospital (RSUD).
Even though the party venue is still surrounded by police lines. He and Mas Budi tried to pry information through neighbors kos. Connecting nearby houses makes it easier for them to get the source close to the crime scene.
“Mas, sorry, yes ... I drink. Again not fasting” he said sungkan.
“Please, Rei. Except for the green red one. ..” Gelak Budi's.
**
Danang
He was on his way home from a visit to Blora. Arisan bodong case that caused dozens of victims. The rise of fraud in the name of arisan not only occurred in Blora but in other areas. But the devolution of the case from Blora Police which seized the public. Because the victims were scattered in three areas.
The culprit was listed as a student at one of the universities. His victims were not only from Blora but Semarang and Grobogan. The loss is estimated at 1 billion.
One billion?
Unknowingly his lips curved upwards. He remembered his wife who got 1 billion dollars.
Suddenly he missed the girl.
“Ren to Salatiga!” it's on Rendra.
“What, Sir?” asked Rendra to make sure his hearing was not wrong.
“Turnback. We go to Salatiga.”
“Si-ready, Mr.” said Rendra. Forced he turned back to take the direction of Solo. Though his car has led to the Tembalang toll road.
“Honey, where are you?” ask her on the voice on the phone.
While Rendra who was driving just a glance at his superior. Then his eyes refocused.
“Still around campus.”
“I'll pick you up there,”
Pause for a moment.
“I've entered the Semarang-Solo toll. Just a little while until,”
“Mas Danang instead of Blora?”
“It's done.”
He turned his back to find a comfortable position after hanging up the phone.
“Ren wake me up.” He told Rendra.
“Ready, Sir.”
***
Kirei
“Mas came home with me, yes?” when the interview with the source was completed. Fix exhausting.
Today they do happen to use a rental car. Because the office car is full use.
“Amannn ...”
“What's up we?” ask and then make sure.
“Mas Danang pick up, incidentally again outside service as well,”
“Ciee .. newlyweds. Bring it want to continue together, yes ...” Seloroh Budi's.
The girl smiled blushed at her co-worker.
Not long after, a Lexus ES sedan car stopped not far from them. He smiled to welcome the man.
“How are you, Bud?” Ask Danang to Budi while fighting fist jotos.
“Good news Mr Bro!” Answer Budi.
“From openings where? Open soon,” said the man. Gets him.
“Mas Danang want what?” askalanya.
“Ke Pancasila field how?” sahut Budi's.
“There are many sell iftar. Near the mosque also.”
“OK!” sahut Danang's. Opening the door for him.
Mas Budi sat in front next to Rendra who was driving. While he was on the second bench with the man.
“Cape?” asked Danang as the car drove across the crowded city streets. Everyone does not seem to want to miss the moment of passing time before magrib aka ngabuburit. It was as if everything was spilling out on the road.
“Lumayan. How could Danang come here? Not anymore in Blora?” He took off his hat. The fresh air conditioning from the car directly ambushed it bringing unparalleled coolness.
“Intentional,”
“Still sick?” his hand was gently rubbed.
He also looked at the man. Publish his smile, “Udah no. Usually one day only.” Usually the pain due to menstruation occurs on the first day. After that it will be normal again.
How the man was worried and panicked when he saw him curled up while holding his stomach a few days ago. “We go to the doctor, yes?” the time was.
He shook.
“Keep I why see you like gini?”
He shook his head again.
“Sayang .. to doctor yesa ..” Persuade her husband, I don't know how.
“Pengin tiduran. Mas Danang slept,” he said. While the night is late.
But his sleep was restless. Uncomfortable in the stomach makes it change position often. So that makes the man who sleeps next to him was not calm.
“Or want to take medicine? I buyin.”
“Gever.”
“Evenings like this keep going?” rubbed cheek. The gentleman's eyes showed he could not bear to see her in pain.
“Drink warm honey tea,”.
The man has risen and is about to leave, “Wait here I makein.” he said.
He was waiting in the courtyard of the mosque when the men were performing the magrib prayer. Sometimes he targets people who are passing by.
It was so exciting that his steps continued to advance across the road. Targeting objects that make it interesting around the Pancasila square.
The sellers of round wedang lined up. Traders who serve pecel conch. A variety of child snacks from grilled meatballs, egg fried sausages and dorayoki cakes. There are still many sellers of impromptu foods lined up. Tandom bike rentals decorated with flickering glitter lights. All was not lost he caught with a camera.
Brugh's....
His body tends to fall. But swiftly someone behind caught him.
He turned his head, “Mas ...”
“Be careful, many children running around,” clutched his shoulder.
They go hand in hand, “Mas Budi same Rendra where?”
“Waitu in mobil”
**
Aldi
He was still in the office when the other employees had gone home. What else in Ramadan like this is a rare moment every year. They want to be with family. Open together until performing other worship.
But that is not the case for an Aldiansyah Kamandaka. Ever since he learned of Kirei's marriage. I don't know why work is his escape. It was as if he wanted to drown himself with busyness. Their scope is the same.
“Mas, go home first ...” Oka knocked on the door of her room that was wide open.
“Ngapain you home?” he asked without looking at Oka.
“Fasting is also not!” resounding.
Oh my god .. wrong initiatives are not wrong initiatives added. The omelnya in the heart. Oka just wanted to say hello to her boss. But it got a negative response. Zoraz!
Oka rubbed her nape.
“Call PJ (responsible) breaking news coverage!” tell it to Oka.
Without answering, Oka turned away from the corlip room. Pulling the hand of Anisa who was cleaning her cubicle table intending to go home.
“Ka, you want to do a hand pull, I?” anisa.
“Called korlip!” exciting Oka.
“Iisss .. don't pull gini donk!” hiss Anisa while grunting.
“Nah .. I'll take you here. Lo enter by yourself.” Oka slightly pushed Anisa's body to enter the corlip room.
“Bye ... bye .. break a leg! (hopefully succeed)” whispered mockingly as he waved his hand.
Anisa grumbled in her heart. But what seemed to him was just shaking his head.
“Ya, Mas.” He said as he stood in front of Aldi's table after knocking on the door.
“News up date today the coverage is so stale! (very stale!)” he said, “not competent!”
Hah ... what did he say? Stale so?
“You should choose donk. Which headlines are not?”
"Choosing between the news of the tornado and the flood rob alone is incompetent!" it's with a kettle and spicy.
“But ... Mas, the news has passed pro—”
“You've been a journalist for how many years?” cut it.
“Choose news just don't becus!”
“News up date today, right on approval Mas A—”
“But you don't give voice. Remember all coverage events must be reported. And I'm your boss!" Her salad.
Anisa. Nightmare grunts in heart.
“Please exit. Fix this ...” He threw some files on the table right in front of Anisa.
Anisa swallowed a few times.
“Ba-good ... Mas.” said the girl. Although in the heart of Anisa was half dead. He should go home and break fast with his family. But the reality before his eyes he had to improve the news coverage report about Jateng. Oh gosh! Nasty's.
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