
At nightfall, Ine was already preparing to go to meet her acquaintances. Ine wears a mask and sunglasses to cover her now-damaged face. The woman of two walked towards her youngest daughter's room.
"Fuji, let's get out!" Ine screams at the door of her youngest daughter's room. The door is still tightly closed.
"Let's go!" Ine shouted again.
Feeling no response, Ine opened the door to her daughter's room. His eyes widened when he did not find Fuji in his room. Lekas Ine checks the closet and also searches for the whereabouts of her daughter's pink suitcase. His guess is right and not wrong.
"Based on son s*lan!" Ine scolded because she knew Fuji had escaped.
"How is this?" Dada Ine is seen going up and down holding back the anger that has been bubbling up because of the departure of Fuji.
"Basic*ngsek!" Ine keeps cursing.
"When he's my hope" Ine kicked the door.
While Ine was still overwhelmed by her anger, her phone rang. Ine immediately picked up the phone call.
"Yes?"
"Where is your son? You guys are leaving?" A male baritone's voice was heard on the phone.
"Anu!" Ine was confused.
"What anu?" The man looked impatient.
"My son ran away" Ine told me.
"Bad! I don't wanna know. Give me back the twenty million I've transferred!" The man's voice kept rising. When the phone some time ago, Ine did ask for DP at the beginning. The woman asked for twenty million as binding money.
"Fast return it or I'll find you!" Threaten the man with a grim.
"Let me till tomorrow! If there's no child, I'm back with the money" Ine bargained.
"OK then," the man agreed. He is not too worried because he knows where Ine's apartment is.
*****
Today Fuji has started working as an online ojek. Fuji chose this profession because he could drive a motorbike, another reason because online motorcycle taxi is not bound by time. Fuji can occasionally come to campus to know the registration and the schedule of the trial.
"It's hot!" Fuji opened his helmet.
Fuji has already pulled four passengers. Fuji smiled as he looked at his phone. Fuji smiled as he saw the four passengers giving him five stars. Fuji gets even happier when a passenger gives him a sizable tip. Fuji does prioritize hospitality in order to facilitate his work. As Fuji was fanning his face with his hands, a man came towards him in a hurry.
"Teh, my anterin to Coblong!" Pinta the man who immediately sat on Fuji's motorbike.
"So, why sit around?" Fuji was astonished, as this man before him did not order online.
"I'm hustling. My anterin now huh? I paid big, "please ask the man with a hurried look.
"Okay," Fuji put on his helmet again and got on the bike.
"Where is this going, brother?" Fuji was confused.
"To Jl. Wirayuda," replied the man short.
Fuji directly pointed his motorbike at the address mentioned by the man who was riding his motorbike.
"Working at the government-owned oil company huh, sister?" Fuji invited a conversation of the person who was in his bonceng.
"Yes, I saw that famous company logo on my sister's work shirt" Fuji replied honestly.
"Definitely sister graduates of the institute at Jl. Sari Park huh?" Fuji asked again.
"Yes. I graduated there."
"Pantes was directly working at the red plate company, Kak. Getting in there is hard. Moreover, the Institute is famous as a college that if we graduate not we pursue the company, but the company that pursues us," Fuji said with a smile.
"You're too much!" The man laughed.
"That's the fact, right? Graduates there must be his future is bright. No wonder, the cost of college is also very expensive. Mr. B. J Habibie also graduated there, right before going to Germany? Uh, sorry brother, I'm so talkative" Fuji laughed at himself.
"It's okay. I forgot my panic today" the man behind Fuji laughed. He considered Fuji to be a very nice person because he could get along with himself even though he had just met.
"What's the big brother in a hurry?" Fuji looked curious.
"It should be my day off, but I forgot to submit a report on the calculation of oil and gas reserves for optimization of oil reserves management," explained the man who seemed to be not too far old with Fuji.
"Cool his horror. Must be Eenginering's sister?" Fuji asked casually. Just a day at work, Fuji was even trained to mince words.
"Reservoir Engineer, to be precise," the man had been repairing. She doesn't feel uncomfortable with Fuji, because for her, Fuji isn't a threat to her privacy.
"Cool, Brother!" Fuji's voice was full of amazement.
"I know his salary is up to 32 million a month. Why not bring a private vehicle?" Fuji seemed to be wondering in his heart.
"My car broke down over there" the man seemed to guess what Fuji was thinking.
"Oh so, sister," Fuji smiled. He also chose silence at this time. Afraid if the passengers feel uncomfortable with her who is carrying.
"Duh jammed huh?" The man complained when traffic jams did not break down on the main street.
"Have you, brother?" Fuji immediately turned his motor towards the rat road.
The passenger was holding a little Fuji shirt. He felt he had to respect the driver and find a safe distance. Fuji is moving the motor at high speed. Fuji keeps passing through the shortcut. After fifteen minutes, their goal was finally seen.
"Thank you? How many times do you know a shortcut here?" The passenger took off his helmet and handed it to Fuji.
"Yes, it just so happens that college time often looks for the culinary around here," Fuji hung the helmet in front.
"Oh that. This is thanks?" The man gave Fuji two hundred thousand dollars.
"Kegedean, Brother. It's only 25 grand," Fuji felt awkward.
"It's okay. That's because you brought me in on time. Can I have your phone number? Just in case I was a rich man earlier I could call you," asked the man. Because every Monday, he felt lazy if he had to bring a car to the office.
"Oh so I am abudemen, brother? Whoa, cool!" Fuji delight.
"Yes. Every Monday I'll call you to pick me up for work?"
"Ready brother. That's right," Fuji got excited and started spelling out his cell phone number.
"That's my number!" The man called Fuji's number.
"Whose sister's name?" Fuji asked as he was about to save the man's contact.
"My name is Fikri" he said and immediately said goodbye to enter the branch office of the largest oil and gas company in Indonesia.