Let Me Fall in Love
121. Cell phones

Ami held three bouquets. Two of them first he got from his mother and from Akbar. After saying goodbye to Kia and other friends, he and Zaky went straight to the restaurant because it was awaited.

"A serious yes. When exactly did it come?" Ami repeated the question in the elevator which was filled only two.

"Came last night at one o'clock. Aa nginep's here. The same mother, Mas Akbar, knows. That is why the room is free. Aa's surprise worked, didn't it?" Zaky smiled with a grin. Confidence has managed to surprise Ami. He deliberately took the time to go home to Ciamis on the day of the breakup of his sister. I only have a short time off.

"Ho oh's. He said he would come home after my wedding. Aa gonna be here long?"

"The day left again. I only have four days off. Deliberately going home for Ami."

"Aihh, so sweet to Suneo's sister." Ami leaned his head on Zaky's shoulder.

"Gue jitak nutmeg lo." Zaky snorted bitterly. Totally pinned Ami's head laughing giggling. The elevator is open.

Ami and Zaky head to a long table on the side of the window, where Akbar can be seen chatting casually with Ibu Sekar and Papa Bagja. Apparently the food was on the table. No need to order the menu because it is provided. Stay eating.

"Alhamdulillah. This lunch event is at once in order to be grateful because Ami graduated from school with the best achievements as an exemplary student. Papa and Mother pray, may Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala always protect and provide convenience in Ami to achieve the ideals while starting a new family life with Akbar." Mr. Bagja's prayer is guaranteed by everyone in a quiet and serious atmosphere. Just start eating.

Half an hour later, Panji and Aul came. They have confirmed that they will arrive late because Panji just finished the meeting.

Finish the casual lunch, followed by a photo. Akbar deliberately invited a special photographer to capture the moment of Ami who graduated from school.

"Just, I touch up first. It's like my face." Say Ami when moving room. The office has been transformed into a photo studio.

"Biarin. It is good to cook an egg omelet. Oil is expensive." Ledek Zakiy.

Ami snorting. While others laugh.

The photo session began. Ami began wearing the award scarf as an exemplary student by holding a special bouquet from Akbar. The photo alone is an opener. He then became the main star in the family photo session, with serious style and gokil style.

"Sister, let's make a blue background photo. Wrong UPS. The photo both means." Ami smiled grinningly. Shamelessly tagging Akbar in front of his family. Even photographers complain of smiles.

Akbar laughs. He without hesitation and full of confidence began to stand beside Ami. Various styles are followed according to the direction of the photographer and also according to Ami's request.

Time keeps rolling. Turn day into night. Replace the day with the week. The week changed months. If the 10th and 11th grades are conducting the final semester exams in June, Ami is preoccupied with preparing to do prawedding for two more days. Waiting for Akbar to come tomorrow.

"Mom, go to Padepokan first." Ami kissed Sekar's mother's hand with a backpack that had been carried. His free days he filled with teaching again in the silat as assistant coach Kang Aris every Saturday and Sunday. Training students of SD age. The plan until the end of June he became a basic silat science teacher for beginners. Because the next month is time to prepare for marriage and college preparation. Will part with the beloved White Eagle Padepokan. Which has been the place to hone silat science to become a champion.

"Mi, I just got the info. October there is the kemenpora pencak silat cup championship. Register yes, Mi." said Aris once joined sitting in the bale-bale with Ami and Toni. The training session is over. Time to relax and enjoy a break.

"Gee. Where is it, Kang?" Ami's sparkling eyes showed her interest in participating.

"At TMII, Jakarta. Ami is going to college at UI, right? So not far away. Later Ami list of student categories."

"Hm, October yes. I'll ask permission first."

"I'm sure, Kuput Tea, and all families must be ngizinin. Will support Ami."

"But then the main permission is not to the family."

"meaning?" Aris raised one eyebrow. Toni and another coach looked confused.

"Later to know. I'm going home first!" Ami smiled wryly as she got up from her seat. Indeed, Aris and his co-trainers have not been told if before college going to KUA first.

Ami propelled his bike with a carefree mood. It's okay, Sunday evenings are often at home with families without being flanked. Because of long distance relationships. The important thing is smooth communication and healthy relationships without obstacles. But tomorrow afternoon Akbar will come due to Monday's prewedding schedule in the Pangandaran beach area. Intentionally take a weekday so as not too many visitors.

"Astaghfiullah!" Ami braked at once when suddenly a car overtakes and stops in front of him without giving a turn signal. Fortunately, both of his feet were fast on the asphalt. Make him not fall. Fortunately, there was no other vehicle behind it. The road in empty condition.

Still unstable heart pounding fast due to shock. Suddenly two men wearing masks got out of the car and approached him.

"Follow to the car or I'll stab!" Said one of the men wearing an army green t-shirt while showing a dagger tucked away on the right waist.

"Run down!" Another snapped with fierce intonation and a sharp gaze.

Ami, who was wearing a full face helmet, stared warily as he got off his bike, raising both hands beside his shoulders.

Everything is fast in seconds. Ami's arm was pulled to get into the car. But once his arm was pulled by the one carrying the dagger, Ami quickly twisted the hand and put resistance by inserting a knee kick into the stomach. Until the thief complained and fell to the shoulder of the road.

Feeling shocked to get a fight one more person immediately raised his hand to hit Ami's face but Ami first dodged and took the hand. With great strength he twisted the big hand until a recorder sounded. Followed by a long moaning sound and an expression full of pain.

Not just left. Ami continued to give the kick of the person who was groaning in pain. Until it fell down in the face down position with lips kissing the asphalt so hard.

The situation began to feel unsafe. There was a vehicle that was about to pass, the driver honked repeatedly. And the Army shirt rushed to pull his helpless friend into the car. Wussss.

Ami was still standing with breath and sweat pouring out. He stared at the speed of the car by remembering the police number. What an unthinkable event in his mind would happen to him. It all happened in a matter of minutes on a deserted street. If only it had no martial arts, ah already.

"Mom, Pa, just on the street I was about to get kidnapped." Ami complained with the rest of the shock that appeared on his pias face.

"Oh God! Ami is okay? Is anyone hurt?" Ibu Sekar was shocked and approached Ami who was sitting on the sofa with his head turned to the back of the sofa. Sit on the right side and watch the face and hands of the youngest daughter. Mr. Bagja also approached and sat to the left of Ami.

"Thank God I survived no injuries. I fought them. One man, I broke his hand "

"Mother, please grab a drink first. Ami's still in shock, ma'am." Mr. Bagja with all his experience, he looks calmer to respond to the incident that happened to the child.

"How many people are there, son?" Mr. Bagja began to ask after Ami drank a glass of water until it ran out. And it looks calmer.

"Who got off a two-man car, Pa. Both wear masks. The one with the dagger. Three possible with driver. Because that's how the two guys I lost, the driver honks to escape."

"Do you know the characteristics of the car?"

Ami nods. He mentioned the type of car and its color and the license plate recorded in his phone.

"Now Ami rest in the room. Let this be Papa's business. Ami's great at beating them." Mr. Bagja rubbed Ami's head full of pride and affection.

"Mother Ami used to be." Mr. Bagja turned to look at his wife while nodding his head.

"Come, Neng. Rest in the room." Ibu Sekar pulled Ami's hand gently. He carries the youngest backpack that looks tired and empty.

***

"Pak Akbar, Mr. Leo, I'll see you tonight at Naomi's wedding. I go home first. My boyfriend's already picked me up." Gita said after cleaning Akbar's desk. Saturdays that are supposed to be off, have to go in overtime. Because Monday and Tuesday, Akbar will be on leave because he will go to Lake.

"okay." Sahut Akbar is short. While Leo only observes Gita's back until it is lost behind the door.

"Thank God the Gita if you really have a boyfriend. I can move on from Elo."

"My attitude has been clear from the past as well. Professionals consider secretaries. Outside of work consider friends. I never give you hope." Akbar replied casually. As soon as you get ready to go home.

"Sampe met in Kelapa Gading, bro." Leo patted Akbar on the shoulder in the office lobby as two cars came along.

Akbar got into his car this time driving himself because he was wearing the yellow. The car drove on a crowded highway creeping. Not strange with the density of the metropolitan city of Jakarta. Must be a lot of patience because often linger on the road.

Arrive at home at five in the afternoon. Akbar rushed up to the 2nd floor towards his room. Last communication with Ami this morning. Now take a shower before the video call.

"Where are you?" Akbar was already dressed casually with a fresh face. But the phone he was looking for in the bag was not there.

Akbar remembers very well throughout the drive not playing the phone. But curiosity led him down from the room and with quick steps towards the car garage. Niente.

"What the hell is it, Bar. like a confused person." Mama Mila who was watering the plant, frowned seeing Akbar ruffled his waist and lowered it again twice.

"HP Akbar does not exist. Again think about where ya or fall? Where's Mama, Ma? Akbar borrow it first."

"Again in cas. Take it in the room."

Akbar dialed his number using Mama Mila's phone. Connected. Repeat up to three times to stay connected. To determine where the phone is, he also opened a laptop to track the location of his smart phone.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Aunt."

"It's me. Wa'alaikum greetings." Sahut Akbar who took the initiative called Leo.

"Well..hpmu where? The boss pulsanya is dying. Shame on me." Leo laughed mockingly.

"Diem first, Lea. I'm so happy to repeat like my mom."

"Hey...Oi. What brings Mama all." Sahut Mama Mila who was behind the seat occupied by Akbar.

Akbar looked back with a grinning smile and raised both of his fingers. It sounded across there Leo laughed with satisfaction.

"Leo, hp I missed at the office. You tell the OB who's on duty this afternoon to my house huh. If it can be before seven o'clock already nyampe home."

"okay."

Leo's short answer became the end of the phone call. Akbar then joined Mama Mila and Papa Darwis at the dinner table. Dinner before magrib.

In fact, until Akbar was ready to go to his friend's wedding, the phone had not yet reached home. He sent a message to the housekeeper if there was an office person delivering his cellphone. Both parents will attend the wedding reception. But different places.

Finally, Akbar, who was already dashing in a black suit and bow tie, left for the condangan without carrying a mobile phone. Didn't reach out to Ami.