Always Gonna Be You
1. We Both Have Demons

Orchids

For almost two weeks he was only able to complete the KKN report. In addition to a lot of data scattered, also the holiday weather is so tempting to make it often procrastinate work.

A few days after successfully completing the KKN report, when he intended to return home for refreshing, an incoming email made him have to change the destination. He even only had time to tell Rendra by phone.

"Inget applyan my internship?"

"Jay. Why?"

"I'm accepted. Monday has to come in..."

"What?!" looks like Rendra is glaring across there.

"Tomorrow morning to go to Jakarta."

Rendra who is still in Surabaya and can not go home immediately because the agenda is full until the next two days, giving him a line of devotions like a grandfather to his grandson.

"Awas. If you ride the Commuter Line as much as possible choose a female car. Be careful not to talk to strangers. Jakarta is different. Don't...."

"You think I'm an alienated tribe that's just about to enter the city?" gerrutu annoyed.

"How long?"

"Three months."

"Your hobby is like torturing me?"

Tomorrow at 9 am he is already sitting sweetly on the Taksaka Railway which will take him to Jakarta. Traveling nearly 8 hours is more spent sleeping than enjoying the trip. It seems that the euphoria of post-KKN fatigue has not disappeared.

At 5 o'clock less the train has docked at Gambir Station, and immediately found Disti among the pickups.

"Mba Anggiiii, kangen ih," Adisti - his cousin, daughter Lik Ning, younger sister Mamah who lives in Depok - hugged him tightly.

"I'm also kangeeeeen."

"Same master Bude is healthy Mba?"

"Alhamdulillah healthy. I haven't seen you in a long time either."

"Well, what holiday?"

"His entertainment was used by KKN, heee. Yesterday abis returned home KKN, take care of the report, and then email here deh."

During his internship, he stayed at Lik Ning's house in Depok. Every day departs early in the morning by train from UI Station, then get off at Juanda. From there on foot, about 15 minutes.

He got a job in the public service division of Public Relations Kemensetneg. With three other interns, namely Arin and Naya from Ilkom Jakun Campus, and Billy from FE Reform Campus.

They each got one table. It's halfway between Arin and Billy. In this 2x2 M2 cubicle he will spend the next 3 months.

The working hours are from 07.30-16.00, but do not worry join, because the internship here is really exciting.

In addition to completing the jobdesc that has been determined, they are also always involved in every activity that exists.

They were even invited to stay overnight at Cipanas Palace, when asked to help a visiting event.

In addition to incidental activities, there is also a favorite routine, namely exercise in Monas every Tuesday and Friday morning. Well it can be quite a walk around the city park.

The thrill of an internship makes 3 months feel fast. He can't believe it's time to go home tomorrow. The last day he was invited to hang out the same that had Jekardah.

"When again ye right," always Billy, Arin, and Naya together. 3 months together make them suddenly become friends.

"If to Jogja do not forget calling yes, ntar I take it around to break even."

"Wokit....."

Billy who became their guide, it turns out to have anti-mainstream taste. Billy did not invite to go to the mall as expected. But instead go to Dufan and the old city area. The exciting event was ended with a seafood party in Bandar Djakarta. Delightfully.

He took the time to go home for a few days. Had also met and walked with the children of Romance. Before finally returning to Jogja with full ammunition ready for combat work on the thesis.

I don't know what miracle is overshadowing it, but the data thesis processing is smooth. Mr. Buntoro as the most killer thesis dosbing ever in Ilkom as if being khilaf because it is so easy to give acc without drama like other friends. A total of only 4 weeks of time he spent working on the entire chapter. Now there is revision and editing.

"If I say yes, the sustenance of the incumbent," Mala smiled to herself as they were lazing in her room. Lifting two feet up the wall while snacking on Choki-choki. Filling up a hot Sunday afternoon.

They both joined together. Because Rendra was going to see his Papa in Balikpapan. While Yuri is working on a lecturer project.

He just sneered, "Pak Bun has already dosed his cake so dosbing, so just play acc."

"Gue dong, originally hepi dapet dosbing Bu Woro. The beautiful shadow was, uh.it turns out Bu Woro malignant gaes," Mala laughed at imagining his script that broke.

"Kerjain here aja, lo nginep here until finished. I helped you."

Mala clucked, "Udah drop me."

"She said she wanted to go with her."

"Where's Rendra?" Mala shifted the topic.

He did not answer, instead imagining the face of the owner of the name which now began to swirl in his head.

"It's alive, right?" Mala laughs.

"She was pre-nup," he replied.

"What?" Mala looked at him in shock.

"That means he's planning to split up?"

"their?"

"I haven't read yet. Scared."

"Lo read first, just come to a conclusion."

Two weeks later after the revision is complete. Then acc, the trial list, until the trial schedule comes out. Then he ventured to open pre nup.

All looks normal as usual pre nup format that he had read on the internet. About rights, obligations, property, children. But what made him hold his breath the most was some chapters in other parts.

Article 1

All property owned by the husband, obtained before or after the marriage, due to purchase, grant, or inheritance, moving or immovable objects, becomes common property, there is communion with the wife.

Article 2

All property owned by the wife, obtained before or after the marriage, due to purchase, grant, or inheritance, movable or immovable objects, is wholly owned by the wife, there is no partnership with the husband.

Article 3

All expenses of household expenses and expenses and other expenses incurred by marriage, as well as the costs of education and maintenance of children born of their marriage, shall be, all are dependents of the husband and must be borne and paid by him and the wife free from this obligation.

Article 4

If in marriage there are legal problems to the husband due to the fault of the husband, then the wife has the right to submit a separation/divorce, obtain custody of all children, and, got material compensation from the husband of Rp 10,000,000,000 (ten billion rupiah) in cash, and got all the property of the husband without exception.

Article 5

If in marriage the husband is proven to be violent/KDRT, turning away, cheating, polygamy, and unpleasant/unlawful acts, then, the husband must pay material compensation of Rp 10,000,000,000 (ten billion rupiah) in cash to the wife and the wife is entitled to all property of the husband without exception.

Article 6

If in marriage the husband bids farewell/divorce then the husband must pay material compensation to the wife of Rp 10,000,000,000 (ten billion rupiah) in cash and all property of the husband becomes property of the wife without exception.

Article 7

If in marriage there is death of the husband then all property of the husband becomes the property of the wife legally without exception.

"I've read. It's serem, "he put the pre-nup format to the table.

After almost two weeks they did not meet because they were busy with their respective affairs, tonight Rendra suddenly appeared on the terrace of Raudhah with a tired face.

"All for your comfort" Rendra lulls himself over the patio chair, with his eyes closed. Making his memory drift on an almost similar incident some time ago.

"You're really cape," he's so sorry. Lately Rendra has obviously been working too hard. "Is there a problem?"

"Nope," Rendra shook her head with her eyes closed.

"If there is a problem, do not keep the joint..."

"If I say there's no problem there isn't! Don't make assumptions yourself!" his sentence was cut by Rendra with a high enough tone.

Make him not accept, "You why the hell?! If cape take a break instead of here!"

"Does I come here?!" Rendra got up while looking at him sharply. "I'm here to be fresh, not interrogated!"

"So it's attention, not interrogation! You don't like me?!"

"I don't like being told either!" sisi fast.

"Who's yelling?!" Rendra straightened her back with a voice rising again.

"You were! Just now!" he really does not like to be spoken to in a nyolot tone.

"Figures...Anggi...," Rendra again threw his back on the back of the chair.

"That's a normal voice, not shouting, let alone yelling," continued Rendra with the tone of voice began to decline.

"But the tone is nyolot!" he clearly doesn't want to lose.

"My tone is like this, you forgot?"

"Kayak's fighting!"

Rendra just laughed offingly, "Now we really fight."

He just sneered. They kept quiet for a few minutes.

"I guess we're both stuck in the same routine again," Rendra straightened her back, this time complete with a slanted smile. "Road yuk."

"Udah malem," he scowled, still upset.

Rendra put on a pleading face, "Come on dong. We both really need our times."

He looked into the room with a little hesitation. But 10 minutes later it was sitting sweetly beside Rendra, who is now directing the steering wheel to Jl. Kusumanegara, then Jl. Gedongkuning, now passing Jl. Wonosaries.

He thought Rendra would take him to Bukit Bintang, apparently still drove to Jl. Dlingo Patuk's. Just pull the wheel to a restaurant and cafe located on a hill.

Rendra summarized her shoulders gently, taking her to a restaurant located on the rooftop. Pass the beautiful Sky Bridge as the only way to the resto.

Here they can see the twinkling lights of the city of Jogja from above. Some visitors were engrossed in taking pictures along the road they passed by.

Rendra who seemed to be always hungry ordered the Wagyu Bolar Blade, while he only chose Choco Chez.

"Not eat?" Rendra frowned at his choice.

He shook his head, "Udah ate earlier. Still full."

Rendra only ber oh short then eat with the mainstay style, fast, greedy, in a short time.

After eating, they remained silent for a while. Rendra shriveled looking at the cellphone screen, while he preferred to throw a glance at the glitter of the city lights in the distance.

"Our times what?" he sneered to see Rendra just keep looking at the phone screen.

And the trick worked. While boasting a smile Rendra finally kept the phone in his pocket.

"Sori.sori," Rendra chuckled. "Papa really makes you dizzy."

He who was curious to ask hurriedly shut his mouth, did not want the misunderstanding on the terrace repeated. It's not funny if they audition far come here to enjoy, but even fight muscle again.

"Kesana yuk, the view is good," Rendra got up while extending a hand.

Before leaving the restaurant, Rendra first put a jacket on him. "The wind is fast, you're cold again," while buttoning the jacket slowly. Make some visitors notice it.

Rendra guided his shoulder to walk down the Sky Bridge which was still crowded with visitors who were taking pictures. On one of the quietest sides, Rendra stopped, then pointed her index finger into the distance.

"That's Raudhah's cake."

He then looked at Rendra pointing. "It's not a square."

"Then anyway? The light is most powerful Jakal," Rendra again raised his right hand towards the distance.

As he was still confused by what happened, Rendra made a sound again,

"I miss you so much."

Almost five minutes long they are silent to each other, or are they both enjoying the atmosphere so close? I don't know. He could only look at the lights in the distance.

"You don't like being told?" Rendra spoke first. "Don't you like interrogations?"

Rendra chuckled, "You should start adapting to my tone."

"You also do not put on a face if you do not want to be asked. I'm just worried" he said quickly, still a little upset.

Rendra chuckled again. "You must be patient when I'm crancky again."

He sneered, "If you want to crancky please go ahead with the proposal first let me know."

Rendra. "You're still sprained?"

"I really don't like being told" he replied seriously.

"Besides not liking being interrogated, what else do you dislike?" eventually he managed to divert to the right track.

"much. You must be ready."

He smiled to himself. He also has many weaknesses and bad traits that might be annoying to others.

"So, that was our first fight?"

Rendra shook her head, made their heads touch each other, then chuckled. "First miskom. It's still safe to control."

The strong night wind began to play tricks on her hair. Makes Rendra more tightening embrace.

"When's the trial?"

"Next week."

Rendra thought for a moment before saying, "I'm in Jogja, I can nemenin."

"Nor is papa. Lots of kids."

But Rendra thought of something else, "Tell me if it's fixed February graduation, so I can take Papa directly to your house again."

He didn't answer.

"Once the trial we seriously discuss pre nup, let immediately disahin notary, register to KUA. Mopped."

"Are you serious?" unconsciously he looked to the right side.

Rendra did not answer.

He knew Rendra was holding back a smile seeing him misbehave. Before saying seriously, "I'm a businessman. If the business goes bankrupt, you will not be charged for paying off debt. One of the important points of pre nup. If something goes wrong, you and our children are safe."

"Kids," he sneered, but blushed.

"My relationship with the big family is not too good either. Must be prepared in advance. If I don't exist, it's all your right. There's no way to report to you on embezzlement charges."

"You think it's a distance," he sighed.

"Based experience. I don't want you to say what Mama Alamin."

He turned back to the side, as Rendra looked at him.

"The mother was accused of embezzling her own property as well as the extended family and other Papa's wives. I don't want it to happen to you."

He sneered, "You're getting married really hard."

"Mending ribet at the beginning rather than later even more troublesome."

Then they went back to keeping quiet with their foresight. Drowning in each other's minds. The unanswered question is, is he willing to always be on Rendra's side with all his flaws and vices? And vice versa.

'We both have demons, that we can't stand

I love your demons, like devils

If you're still seeking an honor man

And stop deceiving Lord please

'Why are you looking down all the wrong roads

When mine is the heart and the soul of the song

There may be lovers who hold out their hands but

He'll never love you like I can't'

(Sam Smith, Like I Can)

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