Regret Room
Calm But Rippling

Seruni should have found Bima picking her up the next day at the airport as the man promised her during the previous nights, she called Seruni to wait for the woman at the airport upon her arrival in Jakarta.

However, the reality that exists now is that when Seruni has reached Jakarta, he did not find the man at all, even the perfume and body of Bima who usually wafted, not smelled around the airport. Maybe a little too much, but that's how it is. Seruni had already so memorized the smell of the man's masculine body that should be, Bima was here to pick him up.

"Is it possible that he is busy or in the office is there a problem or is there a case being handled?" ask Seruni to himself. He was guessing. However, he still hoped Bima would come to him, maybe the man was a little late to pick him up.

But while waiting, no doubt Seruni controlled anxiety just like that not when he saw his watch had shown time shifted thirty minutes from he arrived and set foot on the ground Jakarta.

"All right, I'll try calling him. Not usually Bima like this. Even if there's a problem in the office, surely he'll call me or he's stuck in traffic?" ask Seruni again but again only to himself.

While he was busy pressing the phone contact and just before he connected the phone call to Bima, suddenly from the opposite direction, someone called his name. He turned his head, finding a middle-aged man with a little run towards him, wearing a taxi driver's uniform.

"Neng Seruni huh?" ask the man friendly. Seruni then nodded. He did not know this man but politely kept his head.

"Right, Father who?" ask Seruni while frowning.

"I'm Mr. Joko. Mas Bima called and asked me to go to the office, he said tell Neng Seruni to pick him up here." The man explained

The more furrowed Seruni forehead becomes. Why didn't he call her if he couldn't pick her up? However, not wanting to ask much and respect the man before her, Seruni finally nodded her head again.

"Alright, then please take me home yes, sir," Seruni told the man named Joko.

The man happily took over the suitcase that was carried by Seruni. Seruni followed the man to a taxi parked in the airport parking lot with a heart that still wonders why Bima is a little strange today. Many times Seruni checked the messages on her phone, the man did not seem to send her any messages.

No doubt, Seruni's heart became more and more agitated at this time. Not usually Bima like this. However, Seruni continued to step foot and then entered the taxi car whose door was opened by Mr. Joko for him calmly Seruni immediately sat in it. He leaned on the back of the chair, reminiscing about Bima which he still felt quite strange at this time.

Previously, Seruni was a little prestige to send him a message but he also felt he had to tell Bima that he had arrived in Jakarta. So by humbling himself, Seruni grabbed his phone again. He immediately sent a message to the man he once hated.

I have arrived in Jakarta. I was waiting for your arrival long enough, what was going on? Why didn't you come like you promised last night?

Seruni ended his message but he has not saved his phone anymore because he hopes Bima will reply to the message from him soon. A moment later he saw the message he sent was blue-tongued which means Bima had read the message but why did the man until now not reply to the message?

"Please, Neng Seruni. With pleasure you answer," said Mr. Joko with a Javanese accent that is so thick.

"Is Bima busy, sir?" ask Seruni to the man.

"It doesn't seem like it, Neng. Earlier when he ordered a taxi to me and I had come to the police station to meet him, Bima mas look relaxed with members of his members. But don't know either, maybe they'll do the activity in a minute."

Seruni clenched her lips, it looks strange indeed Bima today. Did he do anything wrong until the man silenced him? But they hadn't even met, so he shouldn't have made a mistake right?

"Any," muttered Seruni later.

"Who's weird, Neng?" ask Mr. Joko who immediately heard the muttering Seruni just now.

"Ah, no, sir."

Seruni smiled slightly then she was busy in daydreaming. Shortly after, a taxi drove him to the lip of the alley. Seruni immediately went down with Mr. Joko who helped him lower the suitcase. Seruni was about to pay the taxi fare, but the man refused.

"Mas Bima paid for it, Neng."

"All right, thank you, sir. I'm going in first."

"Let me bring the suitcase," bargained Mr. Joko but Seruni immediately shook his head.

"Let me alone," said Seruni who then turned around and entered into the alley.

Along the way Seruni to his contract that he had left long enough, he was still also overpowered by various questions. Had tried to contact Bima several times but the man did not answer. Bima was really busy or indeed deliberately did not want to pick up the phone from Seruni. It made Serumi really feel uneasy.

"What's wrong with you, Bim?" ask Seruni again in concern, while turning the key that has been inserted into the hole, then enter the contract and sit on the living room sofa.

Until nightfall, there was also no Bima's existence again. The man did not send a message at all. While in his own house when the night approached, Bima still saw some photos sent by someone. He wanted to never believe in what he was seeing right now but for some reason, he became emotional, it was holding him back from meeting Seruni for now.