
“Come, quick, Seph! Our gas partners are emotional, impatient. Have sent message seventeen times,” said Putra in the car.
Yoseph who was driving nodded casually. “You've told me that patience is part of faith?” ask Yoseph.
“All the scriptural passages of all religions I have sent, Seph. No effect.”
“Ckckck, but now it's stuck. What does our partner need?” ask Joseph again.
“That's the problem. Our partner has no clear need. Usually it is like this, anyway. If you are not busy, our partners even bother us.”
Thirty minutes into a traffic jam with a shared inventory pick-up, Son realizes that Robin, who has been terrorizing him with unimportant short messages, is starting to go silent.
“Our partner has sent another message?” Joseph finally realized that the Son was sitting next to him with a slightly relaxed face.
“Nothing else. Is it possible that she ended up leaving because of impatience?” The son glanced at his silent phone.
Yoseph thought. “It seems impossible. Our partner seems to be preoccupied with something else. Is it possible because of a new employee?”
Joseph's words made the Son look. The two exchanged glances with a look of approval to the idea that Joseph had just thrown. For Joseph, that was the only possibility he could think of. What else can calm Robin down if not the girl who catches her attention.
Moreover, the last two years Robin has always been preoccupied with the target of having a lover. Seeing Joseph who regularly worshiped and found a mooring in his community, made Robin flounder with envy. Then plus Putra who has been more than a month successfully dating his neighbor's cousin who came from Java. Robin's getting cranky.
Robin became cynical of the Son and Joseph who found the moorings of his heart. The two friends who used to spend time together now only leave a little time for him.
The assumption of Joseph and the Son on the trip was not missed. Robin was not even aware the pickup car they used to use had arrived in front of the shophouse. From the outside, the views of the two had already collided on the figure of Robin standing near the glass steling with two hands crossed in front of the chest. Robin is talking to a new employee ‘Sambal Naughty’.
“So ..why would you pick up tonight next week? Watch the pills, eat the popcorn, drink the boba. Continue ... Brother take Dek Duma to Monas. Because you just live in Jakarta, Dek Duma must have never been to Monas.”
“See it, anyway, it's been, Bang. But when it comes to the Monas page, never.”
“Nah .. try the Duma Deck in thought again. Could this be what God meant to bring us together this morning? Regular Bang Robin is busy times, Deck. Many times my brother's work. For some reason, the footsteps of Abang Kayak were pulled here. It's like it's got a magnet. North pole magnetic brother, South pole magnetic Duma Deck. We're Ssling pull-out actually.”
Two pairs of footsteps had arrived beside the glass steling. Standing for a moment to hear the last piece of Robin's conversation which contains a vociferous appeal against the Duma; the new employee Sambal Naughty who seems to start to like Robin's crisp jokes.
“It turns out that terrorized us earlier the North pole magnet, Seph,” said Putra suddenly.
Robin flinched and turned to his two friends who were squinting.
“It turns out our partner is right this is not there kerj—”
Not to mention that Joseph spoke, Robin quickly dragged his friend to the table he had been at since. “For God's sake, Yoseph .. don't mess up what I've been building since a few minutes ago. Duma has given a breath of fresh air about the weekend activities that I offer him.”
“Oh,” says Robin. “Seph, should you speak in front of the Duma like that? Don't worry about you joining a girl to and fro and you forget the fate of your friend?”
“But I didn't say anything, Bin.”
Robin glanced at the Duma who was arranging the contents of the steling, then he touched Joseph's shoulder and brought him down slightly. “But you said I again no work .. while from earlier I have been intensively imaging if I am a busy person.” Robin whispered in Joseph's ear.
“You're a businessman, just as rich as the two of us. The name of the entrepreneur is not possible every day busy and crowded. There's a time to relax too, Bin. Who else asked for all-out imaging. Do not be rich …. If a woman likes you, she will accept you. For example Wahyuni,” reply Putra in a whisper.
“The recipe of a lasting relationship is quite simple. Don't start with a lie. That's how my relationship with Nathalia started, Bin.”
Robin straightened up with an annoyed face. “Wahyuni .. Nathalia .. can be muncung kelen cakap smoothly. Now it's about the Duma, the Duma, the Duma. I like her. He looks like I am the same. So ... Because he's a kelen employee, please don't let him get tired of it. Please, yes.” Robin patted the Son's shoulder and Joseph took turns.
“New minutes he has dared to give orders for us. Though we both are salary.” The son put down his bag and pulled the chair.
“The outlook for the future is also unclear. Not necessarily Duma really put heart.” Joseph sat down next to the Son. And Robin sat in front of her friend with a grouchy face.
“I mean that imaging is not willing to lie unclear. But I know for myself the heart of the woman is like a bank account. It will not flower if there is no salt. So, it has to be that way. At least he feels financially secure if he wants to be close to me.” Robin still spoke in a whisper so as not to be heard by the Duma who was now sitting behind a small table. The woman is now studying simple bookkeeping with a more senior female employee.
“Why does it have to be rushed? All will come in time, Bin.” Joseph's turn to admonish.
“I have been in a long time. I never had an official girlfriend. This empty feeling of my heart, worse than the feeling of pain was cut off.” Robin lowered her head as she spoke.
“Sever been cut off?” Son frowning.
“Not yet, Put, not yet. Satisfied you? So now you have a girl. It's only been a month that our status is different. It was still the same before. Both young men have not sold,” said Robin.
“If you have a girlfriend, it means you left Dul. I think Dul's been single all this time because I don't want to if we feel alone.” Suddenly the Son was stunned to remember Dul.
“True. Thas right. I agree with the Son. Dul is very good looking. There was no way that a woman would approach him. I think Dul does have a desire to accompany his friends who do not have a heart patch.”
“Say not sold yet. Not mad at me,” cut Robin.
“Bin ... indeed about Duma ... are you serious?” ask Putra.
Robin nodded steadily. “Seriously. Assign this Duma directly. Why did I shoot girls for so long. You think I'm that considerate Dul?”
“Don't hear Dul. He's been good enough to accompany us into singles all this time,” annoyed Son, nudged Robin's hand.
To Be Continued