Old Jacket
Chapter 26. Tare.

The day has been at its peak, the minister has been at the end of the head. I sat in a stall while opening my laptop working on my article.

" I don't feel it before more caves on the road "missed me.

I went from the stall to my motorcycle. I plan, tomorrow will climb Mount Lawu. On a motorcycle I walked down the winding streets typical of the mountains. Suddenly some cars passed me on the right side.

" Hopefully there is no more occurrence of climbers missing "my inner whisper.

I keep taking my motorcycle through climbs and derivatives. I arrived at the climbing basecamp. My gaze focused on some Basarnas cars parked right in front of the climbing gate. I walked towards the gate towards the officer.

" What is this, sir? " tanyaku.

" There is a missing climber mas "he replied.

" I want to come with you sir " said I.

" I'm sorry that you're not interested in entering" replied the officer.

In between our disputes, suddenly an officer came to me.

" Loh mas Lana? " said the officer.

" I want to help nyari climber missing sir "I replied.

" If you want to find it, let's go "he said.

Mr. Amir was an officer who knew me because I was involved in the search for Dinda in Mount Kembang. There was no doubt for the officer to invite me because of my proven skills. After being informed that the missing climbers were 2 women and 1 man, rushing us immediately stepped inside in search of the missing climber. We entered the forest while shouting to call the name of the missing climber.

" Mara....Vast....Rendy.." I shouted.

We walked through the forest until nightfall, because the tired body we finally decided to stop the search today. Upon our arrival at the gate, I saw the old man of the victim coming with a cry. I just sat on the terrace basecamp taking off my shoes. Before long Mr. Amir approached me and sat down beside me.

" I was in that phase, sir " said I, looking at the parents of the victims who were crying.

" But I've been sincere with Dinda's departure.

" Thank you, I'm going to help us

today "he said.

I just nodded my head. Before long Mr. Amir also left me, rushed me to clean up and then rest because tomorrow the search is still continuing.

When the morning came after filling the stomach, we went back in to walk through the jungle. My move through the tight woods. When I and my group were sitting down to rest I heard the shrill voice of people asking for help. I hurried up from my seat and ran around shouting at the source of the sound leaving my group. I broke into the forest, finally I found the missing climber. I saw the pale face of them because of the cold. Soon I was followed by my group coming from behind.

" Your clothes are wet Dinda, you wear this shirt first" I said while giving clothes.

" I'm Dara mas, not Dinda" he replied

" Oh yes, I'm sorry my max" I said.

After they got first aid, then we took them down to basecamp. Upon our arrival the family's sobbing gate broke again when we found the missing climber safe.

" Thank God your son survived" I said.

I didn't talk much, then I stepped away towards basecamp. I was happy when they were found. When he was about to take off his shoes, the father of the missing climber came to me.

" Thank you for finding my son" he said.

" Yes, sir, "my answer.

" If you'd like, can I have your phone number? " said.

I gave him my cell phone number and he left. Before long Mr. Amir came to me.

" Thank you for finding the missing climber" he said.

" Thank God I can find him sir, but why can't I find Dinda sir ? " my answer is shrewd.

" Maybe tomorrow I want to go to Jogja sir "my answer.

" Be careful na, this is a little bit of us as a thank you" said Mr. Amir while giving an envelope.

" No sir, I'm sincere "my answer.

Mr. Amir kept forcing me to receive envelopes from him, I finally received a gift from Mr. Amir. Then Mr. Amir stepped away from me.

Even the night came. After I cleaned myself up, I sat down while smoking a cigarette. My mind is still overshadowed by Dara whose face is the same as Dinda's. I miss Dinda. I took a picture while I was with him.

Dinda, what are you doing today?

I miss this time.

But you are not here.

Letting me be alone.

Today I found the missing climber.

His face is like yours.

With a dimple on his cheek.

I managed to find him, but why can't I find you.

The night was getting late, I went inside because the air was getting colder. In the dressing bad still imagined the face of a female climber.

Days change, and so do I who will be gone. I woke up too late, I opened my phone, it turned out there was a message and a call from an unknown number.

I am Anwar, the father of yesterday's missing climber.

I replied to the message until we exchanged messages. He asked me a little about my journey. Then he invited me to meet in Yogyakarya City. I also agree to his invitation. After packing my things, I took my motorcycle to Yogyakarta City. Only a few hours later I finally arrived in Yogyakarta in the afternoon. A coffee shop became my destination. I opened my phone to tell the victim's father that I had arrived in Yogyakarta. Before long my phone rang, displaying a short message on the phone screen.

okay, I'm there now.

The city of Yogyakarta always displays the impression of peace for its connoisseurs, in addition to the serving of charcoal-mixed coffee that I was enjoying while waiting for Mr. Anwar. Long enough I waited, finally Mr. Anwar came from behind me.

" I'm sorry later, but it got stuck" he said.

" Yes, take it easy, "I replied.

" Oh yes sir, what is the need, sir tumben ngajak I met? " tanyaku.

Mr. Anwar had known a little bit from my trip then he explained if he was the head of one of the national television broadcasts.

" It just so happens that in my office there is a vacancy to become a journalist, how about you work in my office ?" said Mr. Anwar.

Without a second thought, I took the offer to work as a journalist in Pak Anwar's office.

After her I was invited to spend the night at one of Pak Anwar's houses in Yogyakarta. I followed the car he was driving from behind, until we arrived in front of the big gate. Then we walked into the living room.

" You spend the night here, I have prepared a room over there for you "he said with a smile.

I agreed to his invitation, after which I walked into a luxurious room for me. I lay my body on a soft bed. When going to close the eyes, there was a sound of knocking on the door. I opened it up to a housekeeper who told me to eat together. My step towards the living room, I was immediately surprised by Dara's presence in the living room. I sat at a pretty big dinner table .

" You are so good, "I replied.

" It's been a mas, thank you very much" said Dara.

I just nodded my head with a smile, before long Mr. Anwar led the prayer and we ate. On the sidelines while eating we chatted sharing stories. After eating I went back to my room to rest. When I am going to talk to myself.

"Dinda, are you being transformed into Dara ?" my spoken.