Morning Star
Birthday Party
Kejora stood staring at the night sky on the balcony in front of his room, worried about not knowing what to do. He recalled his conversation with Madam Den yesterday when he wanted himself to scrape information about Mr. Wira through Angga. Kejora stared far ahead watching the trees swaying slowly in the night wind. "I have to how?" He sighed then leaned against the balcony barrier. "Am I going to stick with the plan? But, I don't want anything to happen to her."
Honestly he was afraid that the steps taken had risks for his safety as well as the safety of Angga. If he obeyed the orders of Madam Den, then the woman would be easier to carry out the action, while the business done by the petty woman was very dangerous. The government was so forgetful to overcome the case of popiv that had crippled the education system and medical personnel were made helpless.
But, if he refuses he won't be stuck in Mr. Bas's hands again, even his chance to get out of hell is gone. Kejora covered his face and then combed his hair back because of the wind. "Haaah. What should I do?"
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In the end Kejora chose to ask Angga to meet him. The two of them are now in a culinary park that provides food booths and hangouts that are popular with students and families.
“You know? I was so happy when you invited me first to go.” Said Angga smiling towards the girl who is now walking next to him, “aku.. I was bored.” Clearly Kejora was staring at his steps.
“Where do you want to go?”
“Emm... anywhere, up to you.”
“Mall?” Kejora thinks momentarily “arkade?” Angga smiled. "Come.."
“You look so happy?” Angga only smiled broadly when Kejora found him smilingly staring at Kejora, “entahlah, it feels like a dream” he replied as he stared at the Kejora who was standing buying a game coin.
Angga held Kejora's hand and handed her card “let me pay” “heemm.. Baiklaah Mr. Journalist.” Ledek Kejora received the coin and passed, Angga a little panicked when left Kejora, immediately ran a small chase after him after receiving back his card.
“You said you never played like this! But why are you so great.” Grutu Angga when repeatedly his character K.O, Kejora just laughs, a beautiful sight for Angga.
He was amazed when he saw the girl next to him laughing so excitedly because he managed to beat him “ I didn't know you had dimples, so sweet.” Praise Angga made Kejora speechless and blushed in embarrassment to hear it. "Maybe it's because I've never laughed this wide." The words of Kejora widened his lips to the point that a dimple was seen on his right cheek.
"I want to see it continue, even I am willing to play this and you beat it many times as long as I can look back at the dimple.” Said Angga expectantly, but considered a temptation for the Kejora.
“Ehh you go where?” Confused then because Kejora turned around and left. Angga was never this happy when playing the arcade, he could not remember the last time he was so excited and happy just because of a woman. It seems like never, except with her mother.
“Wah, you know? I'll sleep well tonight.” Said Angga while sucking a cold drink in his hand, “without having to be surprised black sedan to take you.” His cone remembered those bad memories,
The Kejora smiled and nodded. “You know, I don't think I need sleeping pills anymore.” Kejora turned his head and looked at the wonder “because you are present has made all those problems disappear, and I can sleep soundly.” Kejora clucking “stop talking weird.” “asal you know yes, 2 months you disappeared, here..” Angga patted his chest with his left hand “feels empty..”.
Kejora snorted hearing that, “sit there aja yuk” Angga pointed to the round chair in the garden. “Angga.” “Hmm” “I hope, I'm like this don't make you wish, don't look like I gave you a chance.” Angga staring confused “I just want professional with our mission.”
“aa..hh.” sahut Angga nodded as he opened his mouth, understanding the meaning of the Kejora.
“I'm not forcing you to return my feelings anyway, just like this, I'm happy Ke, the important thing is you don't avoid me or ignore me.” Angga's smile made Kejora look at the face of Angga who was so soothing when smiling.
“And also..” Kejora bit her lower lip, she doubted whether she should say this or not. “Why?” confused Angga see Kejora look hesitant “Madam Den...” Kejora plays his fingers, Angga observes the anxiety of the Kejora then pats gently the back of the hand Kejora “say..” His smile made Kejora take a deep breath and exhale it “he asked me to approach you and find info about your father.”
Angga raised both his eyebrows for not expecting about it.
“For what?”
“He wants to know what your father's plan is to deal with that schoolboy incident.” Angga was silent for a moment to think, he moved his body a little so that Kejora could hear his voice even quietly.
“This is even easy anyway, we can be free to meet and you can convey information according to what I said.” Kejora looks worried “not what?” Angga nodded steadily.
“If you pass this information on to them, then they will try to find a way as a backup plan or even make it a core plan. So we can drive our plans so they can follow our plan. You can tell them that Mr. Wira is looking for trouble and suspects that the health service car has come to school, but that's later if you get an order from me, I want to arrange something with my dad.”
Kejora sighs “Hey.. You remember what I said?” Kejora looked at Angga who gave him a very reassuring look “I will protect you, so don't worry.” Kejora smiled and nodded, he did not expect that it could be that easy to be honest with Angga, even siding with the newly known Angga, betraying his Mama who had given him a place to live.
A very different thing to compare, when Kejora feels very safe if he is with Angga even though he just knows him can not be equated with him who always feels threatened even hates himself when with Madam Den, he said, Angga really gives a point of light to live Kejora, it seems like Angga is the savior God sent for him.
“I can ask you something?” Kejora raises both eyebrows “when is your birthday?” “why?” Angga scratched the back of his head while smiling grinily “cuma curious.. Hehee.”
“If you?”
“28 March.” The shock of staring.
“Woah seriously..?"
Angga is confused to hear the words Kejora, "why is that?" Ask.
"Just like my father's date of birth!”
“Oh yes?” Angga seemed surprised to hear what Kejora said.
“I admit that born on March 28th must be cool.” Kekeh Angga because of course Kejora will approve it “My father is definitely yes, do not know anything else.” Sahut Kejora with a soft tone, then a small laugh.
“Eh.. Admit it..” Kejora shrugged her shoulders “You know? There are currently 5 people that I remember well his date of birth.” Kejora turned towards Angga who showed his 5 fingers.
“Mother, Dad, Dimas, Satya and... You.” Clearly Satya pointed at Kejora with her last finger standing.
“You didn't count your own date of birth?” Angga shook his head “it's not my job to remember it, hahaha.”
Kejora frowned “but you can tell me just now your date of birth.” Angga sighed “it because it became a habit when filling out the form.”
Kejora chuckles at hearing it “my job is to remember your date of birth and thank God for being born and present by my side.” Clearly Angga looked up at the sky.
Kejora smiled faintly, “it was my duty to remember it, because your presence changed the way I saw my life.” Kejora said in his heart, and smilingly looked at the man who was still engrossed in looking at the sky.
"You know the Kejora? Looking at our stars is like looking at the past." Clearly Angga still sees the night sky filled with stars like glitter and glass beads that are scattered in black cloth, looks shiny and beautiful.
Kejora had heard what Angga said, he nodded slowly. "Their distance and the earth is very far to hundreds of units of light, it could be the light that shines at this time, where it has been extinguished." Angga was stunned when the girl next to him found out about it as well.
"But the stars never tire of shining, and they can always decorate the night." The Kejora looked at Angga who was now staring at him, their gaze met.
"You're the brightest star I've ever seen, Ke." He said slowly still by staring at Kejora. The girl in front of him could not hide his little smile, he shook his head slowly. "mbal..gombal.. since when do you like to say sweet like this? ckckg.." Cibir Kejora and Angga chuckled at hearing that.
"Eh but really, tonight is a lot of stars, but my eyes can not turn away from you!" Angga again chuckled with his words. Kejora raised next to his eyebrows "this is seriously the Angga I know isn't it?" Angga broke down and shuddered "ughhh. said like that like I'm not." His snick and Kejora laughed.
"Why, would you like to tell me a little about your mother? I remember when we were at my mom's store?" Angga was silent for a moment, he fixed his sitting position more relaxed. He was confused which one to tell? because of his world of knowledge he is only a servant child raised by Mr. Wira. While the original he was the son of a woman who was expelled by his father when he was 8 years old.
"I was taken care of by a man who was also the chief aide in the Governor's house, seeing that I had the potential to make me a child, I myself did not know my mother, she said, because he left when I was 8." Clearly Angga was staring at the end of his shoe playing with the grass.
"i think I was born to a woman who was let down by a man, because I don't even remember what my father was like." Kejora stared pityfully at Angga's story, he felt the same, feeling like he saw himself who also lost family harmony from a young age. Is this also what makes God bring them together?
Angga waved his hand at the face of the Kejora who was staring at him blankly. "Don't daydream." "No..." Answered Kejora softly and pulled her face forward. "I also remember my family, I was born and raised in Jakarta, then when my mother was sick and died, followed by my father who a few years later was sick and died. I was taken by my uncle to this town, living behind a beringharjo market with a neighborhood of thugs, buskers, scavengers and others. I did not get a proper education so I only learned to count and read from my older brother who often volunteers to study. Until one day, my uncle was chased by loan sharks and made me meet with Madam Den." This time Angga felt a pain in him, "if you're with me, I'll make sure to make good memories to replace those bad memories." Inner Angga while staring at the Kejora.
"you know where your uncle is?" The Kejora nodded slowly. "He's in prison, I knew a moment ago from Madam Den."
"Whoah! in this town?"
Kejora shook his head "In Jakarta."
They returned to chat accompanied by a night breeze that moved the leaves of the trees. Tonight they know each other better, they have more trust to trust each other.
Angga believes Kejora is a good woman as well as Kejora, he believes in this world there are still good and sincere men like Angga.
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