
[Mother is sick, Dad. Already taken to the hospital and said doctor Magh mother relapsed again because of a lot of thoughts.] A message from Caca stating Yohana's condition and informing her that they did not come home this afternoon. The condition of Yohana like that is quite worrying if you have to travel even though it is by shorter air, but still there is a land trip that he must travel with a lot of time.
[Then take a break at the hotel for a day or two. Remind your mother to eat on time and do not forget to take medication. Take good care of your mother, son!] the door in the last message.
My head throbbed at the thought of Yohana getting sick more and more. Somehow he came back like before because I believe the cure only found Upik and Puti. Just where to look? We have reported the police, have spread information to the community, have hired detectives but the results are still nil. Children are like being pressured by the earth.
Tok to tok. My room door was knocked. The secretary came in with a young girl wearing a white shirt and a long black skirt that I believed was an apprentice. In our office every month there is usually an intern who enters. They usually study here from three months to a year, depending on their needs.
"Sorry sir, introduce this is Not Sari, she interned here for six months" said the secretary, introducing the young girl whom I estimate to be twenty years old.
First I saw her I felt familiar with her face. Like I've seen but I don't know where. The boy smiled. It makes me remember someone more. Her biodata files I checked right away. His name is Nilam Sari, from West Sumatra.
"Did we know each other before?" My toot. "Sorry, I mean, your face is like my wife's niece, let alone you are from the same area as her" I said.
"Sorry sir, it looks like we just met." Said.
"Oh, is that it? Alright. Now please continue your work." I said. As soon as he left the room, I checked my phone, saw a photo taken a few years ago. Photo of Yohana with Upik and Puti. Yes, the girl is very similar to Upik or Puti. But looking at his bio, it felt like it couldn't be one of them. This child has been in school since childhood in Jakarta. "This must be because I think too much about them. That's why new people will look like them." Not wanting to dissolve in my own mind, I decided to ablaze and calm myself with prayer.
***
"I don't think I can make peace with myself. I really feel so miserable." Yohana said when she returned. "honey, I should just stay in Sumatra so I can wait if the two children come back."
"What are you talking about, honey? If you live there, what about me and Caca? We need you too." I said. Ahhh Han, I miss you too, maybe it feels as big as your longing for those two children or so. You have ignored me for a long time, but I am more worthy of you. "Can you also make me a priority? I'm your husband, Han. I also deserve attention and care." I said.
Instead of following my wishes, Yohana ignored them. He still talks about Upik and Puti. They thought their departure was his fault. Even if it was really Yohana's fault, would it have to spend time just for that? While there are others too? Or want something to go too in order to be noticed?
"Why don't you want to understand me? Isn't everything I've done. Whatever do you want? I can't forget those two kids because it's my duty to protect them!" Said Yohana who was provoked by emotions. Indeed, in a tired condition called emotions are very easily ignited. "We're alone first!" Yohana said that made me even more inexhaustible.
"Oh so? Alright. Do whatever you want. Oh yes, remember Han, if the heart continues to be ignored it can easily be turned away! Do not let you regret because usually regret will come later!" I immediately got up, picked up a small suitcase, put in some pieces of clothing especially work clothes and also office work. After that, leave him.
Disappointed when Yohana did nothing. He just kept quiet. Even seeing is not.
"Father and Mother are not okay. Mother wants to keep her distance first, so father will leave for a few days. You can take care of your mother, son?" my many.
"Yes, could yah. But don't leave for long. If you call dad, come right away." The terms of my Caca though the fact is that Yohana won't call me. He prefers his sadness.
***
"This is for father "Nilam, the apprentice suddenly handed me a lunch box filled with vegetables and a glass of warm milk coffee. "I'm sorry if I was rude. While this is here, I guess you haven't had breakfast and I happened to buy more food, initially for lunch but I realized that this food will not be good to eat during the day, let alone drink."
"You are just there. But you look like my son. It looks like he's younger. How old are you?" I asked, while opening the food box and suddenly I who had not eaten since last night immediately felt hungry.
"Twenty years, sir."
"Oh, my daughter is seventeen years old."
"Huh, seventeen?"
"Yes, why?"
"Oh no. I think I'm much younger than that. Four or five years younger than seventeen." Said. "Well then, good breakfast, sir. I want to leave first."
"wait. Ma'am Nilam, I don't like to be indebted." I opened my wallet, gave him two hundred thousand pieces in exchange for the purchase of vegetables and milk coffee that he gave.
"No need sir, I'm sincere." He lowered his head.
"Yes, I know. Consider this a treat from me. From a father!" I back out. "Or less?" I was about to open the wallet again, but he refused loudly."
"If the deal is bought immediately. Lets have lunch, I'll wait for your agreement!" without waiting if I agree to treat him, Nilam confidently stated that he would wait to be treated at the cafe later at noon, then he just passed.
"Kids are weird now." I muttered. "It's cool to decide something without the consent of others." again I was made to remember Caca. Ahhh, my daughter does too sometimes. If you want something like to guarantee itself and confidently assume we have agreed.