
With a backpack containing several pieces of clothing, Andre stepped outside the house. After bidding farewell to Saif and Maryam, he left with a face that implied both anger and deep gloom. Along the way Andre was busy thinking about where he was going. To the house of Mbak Andini or his other brother is not possible, he does not want to bring this problem to his family. Maybe he wants to solve it himself. To the house of Mardin or his other friend is more unlikely, he does not want to be a disturber of the peace of life of others. Eventually, Andre decided to stay at the hotel.
Andre threw his bag on the bed, following his tired body. The softness of the hotel mattress and the coolness of the AC were unable to calm the handsome lawyer's mind. He still feels troubled. If the language of young people today is at the level of gods.
The sound of the ringing of the cell phone scattered his daydream. Lani's name is on there. Andre deliberately ignored. He wanted Lani to know that he was angry too. Let them be far apart first, so that each can think with a cool head and interfere with each other. He knows exactly the character of his wife who will bring up the matter until he can find evidence that Andre is innocent.
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After praying Isya in a mosque, Andre moved to find a place to eat. After walking around for a few minutes, he decided to stop at a cafe he had once been with Lani. The atmosphere of the cafe is quite crowded, maybe because of the weekend. But indeed, this cafe was never empty. Maybe because the food is good, also because their concept is interesting, so it is suitable as a hangout for young children. They also provide live music.
Andre ordered spaghetti carbonara, ice lemon tea, and a serving of shrimp dimsum, all of which were Lani's favorites. He remembered, the last time they came here, his wife ordered the menu. Ah, just a few hours apart turned out I missed, he whispered. What are Lani and Saif doing right now? Have they had dinner? What did Lani cook? Andre sighed in confusion.
While waiting for food, he opened a photo gallery on his phone. Lots of pictures of Lani, Saif and himself there. Andre*zoom *photo Lani in a flower dress and her favorite blue hijab. In the photo, Lani smiled sweetly showing her teeth. The smile was contagious, without realizing Andre was smiling too. Then, Andre moves on to another photo; another photo of Lani holding Saif in a mall. Although Saif is very similar to himself, but the smile that his son has is a jeplakan Lani. Andre touched his chest, there was pain there. Longs.
"This is the order, sir. Please. Enjoy it."
Andre's daydreams crumpled as the waiter delivered his meal.
"Oh, yeah. Thank you, Mommy."
The waiter smiled as he nodded.
Andre started enjoying the food.
"This song is for you who are again upset because of the quarrel with her lover." sound the singer live music while laughing crisply.
We shouldn't be apart
We shouldn't have fought
Because I still need you
Forgive my attitude, forget my fault.
Too stupid for me
Withstand the weight of millions of longs
Especially withholding my ego
Forgive my attitude, forget my fault, wash it on me
I'm not gonna let you cry
I'm not gonna let you get eroded
Wounded by all my words
Forgive all my rude behavior
Not the intention to hurt you
I am just a person, full of jealousy
When you're not next to me.
(If You're Not Next to Me - Sheila On 7)
Andre was stunned to hear the song that was being sung by the singer. It seems like this song fits perfectly with his current condition. Suddenly the spaghetti he was enjoying felt bland. Andre laughed bitterly, this singer-songwriter may be yes, just know my feelings at this time, he said in his heart.
"Those who want to request a song or maybe want to donate a song can also be, welcome. Anyway tonight we hepi-hepi here." again the voice of the singer.
Andre circulated his gaze towards the cafe visitors, where he knew there was an artist who was undercover to create prank content like he had seen on youtube. Andre laughed to himself. People are confused his mind is traveling everywhere huh. Apparently there isn't. The singer's voice is heard again.
At the end of that road
A year ago I remembered
I'm waiting for you
The angel of my soul mate
I don't know how long
An hour waiting for me to wait
The first date disappeared without a edge in my mind
Step away lonely friends
Shaded in your eyes
My love is always in my soul
Deep in the deepest heart
Honey if you really love
I will not turn back again
I hug forever
(A Year Yesterday - Kahitna)
Again Andre feels this song is suitable for him, maybe tomorrow he has to download this song to play in the car. People if again upset it is so, little baper (brought a feeling-red). All the songs that are heard are considered to represent the feelings of the heart. Messy indeed.
The food and drinks are already toilet, but Andre still feels at home sitting there. He is still waiting for what other songs will be presented by the cafe singer. Is that song that would fit him. Andre laughed to himself, then Istighfar inwardly. The cafe visitor sitting at the next table looked at him in wonder. Andre nodded then smiled at the visitor while saying in his heart, hopefully this guy does not think he is crazy.
"Sir Andre?" a voice made him look up. There was a young man and a beautiful girl in his arms.
Andre frowning.
"Forgot me the same? I'm Gilang, Sir. We've met several times in the police, Metro. The most frequent time you handle the case of a high school boy who killed his friend."
Andre smiles. "Oh, yeah. I remember."
Missile, young cop, handsome and friendly, the savior*tupperware*Lani who missed at the time.
"How are you?" Andre stood up and shook hands with Gilang.
"Thank God be good, sir. How's Mr Andre?"
"Alhamdulillah, good too. Come on please join." Andre let them sit.
"No need, sir. We'll find somewhere else."
"For the full, you know. It's sunday night. It's okay, I'm back too."
Gilang and his female friends according to.
"Only by yourself, sir."
"Yes." said Andre with a smile. "This is your wife?" Andre pointed at the young girl next to Gilang. When saying the word wife, his chest ached again, remembering his wife who is not sure what she is doing right now. Does he remember me, as I remember him? Inner Andre.
Gilang laughs. "No, Sir. Still candidate. Meet sir, her name is Maya."
The one called his name smiled at Andre.
"Oh, that. Hi, Maya."
"Yes, sir." said Maya
"Sir Andre is a famous lawyer, Beb. Smart, supple and religious."
"Ah, could you. This cross once saved my tupperware left in the Police. If Gilang does not keep it at that time, the address will break out of the third world war, May." said Andre tried to be familiar.
Glazed and Maya laughing.
"Where's mom, sir? Why not invited?"
"Oh, it's at home. I did not intentionally stop here. On the way I feel hungry, I ate first. All*me time." *
"Usually mothers who need me time, sir." said Maya.
"Once upon a time the fathers also need."
The three of them laughed.
Not long after Andre said goodbye, he did not want to be a mosquito repellent between Gilang and Maya, where else upset because of a fight with a lover. Seeing people in pairs, of course, the more heart is not careless, the better to get out of the way before feeling eliminated.
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Meanwhile somewhere else - at home - a woman with a puffy face, swollen eyes were trying to close their eyes. But it has been almost an hour he tried to sleep has not been able to fall asleep. While his handsome son had already flown into dreamland.
"Where are you, Mas? Why wasn't my phone picked up? My message is also only read but not reciprocated." Lani whispers.
Lani was crying in silence.
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