REPLACEMENT MEN Season 2
RETRIEVE MEMORIES

Longing is always close to memories. He'll freeze when the memories disappear.

Janu hugged Maira again. The woman gasped for her breath because of Janu's tight embrace.

"Sorry, Brother." Janu immediately let go of the embrace. "I'm too happy. My memories of you suddenly popped into my head."

Maira's smile. The girl's eyes sparkled. "Thank God, God."

Janu's hands stretched out, pulling the children's hair on Maira's forehead. Again he kissed the woman.

"Astaghfiullah!" pekik Maira while pushing Janu's body.

"My fried rice is burnt, Mas!"

***

Maira stared fixedly at the man in uniform in front of her. His eyes were showing admiration. Serka Janu Satria is still as dashing as ever as Maira begins to realize her feelings for the man.

"Kok, did you see that?" Janu waved in front of Maira's face.

The woman blushed. Hurry him by, towards the dining table.

After failing to eat breakfast with fried rice that has been burnt, they must be satisfied to fill the stomach with wet bread. Luckily there were still a few packs in the refrigerator, the rest of their supplies on the train.

"You remember Lieutenant Colonel Jeremy, commander of the headquarters detachment, Mas?" maira asked, after sipping her tea.

Janu scrunched his forehead. "Eitherway. I'm not so sure."

"I'll take you to face him. Although I still do not remember, please be respectful, yes. Because he's Janu's boss."

Janu nodded while wiping his mouth. Admittedly, this morning Janu's heart was quite pounding. A mix between happy, excited and a little worried. He was afraid that his forgetfulness of past memories would mess things up. But while looking at Maira who was so confident and excited, Janu felt a little relieved.

The two of them left for Janu's office by using Nina's car. As usual, Maira is holding the wheel because Janu is still not perfect considering his driving ability.

"You're so beautiful, sir," said Janu, staring at Maira from the side.

"What the hell, Mas!" Maira's face blushed. At first glance she glanced at her husband who was wearing an orange beret. Still looks as handsome as ever.

"Sometimes you have to start learning to drive again, yeah!"

Janu. "Lazy. It's better to be a passenger like this. You can look at your face all the way."

This time Maira couldn't bear to not pinch Janu's thigh.

Arrive at the office, the atmosphere is quiet. The personnel seemed to be following the morning apple in the ceremonial field. Janu spread his gaze throughout. Sometimes frowning, sighing, closing the eyes, or staring with a sparkling net. The man slowly collected the jigsaw puzzle in his head and reassembled it into a series.

"You can remember everything, Mom?" maira asked who was standing next to her.

"Slightly begin to remember."

"Remember the commander's room?" ask Maira again.

Back Janu scrunched his forehead. Slowly he stepped. Maira followed from behind.

The sound of the aba-aba disperse of the troops was heard from the ceremonial field. Janu hastened the pace. Something in the head leads the way. He's headed straight for Lemkol Jemy's room.

"Lhuh, Janu!" yell someone from the side.

They're stopping. Janu turned towards the voice. A man in a striped uniform wearing the provost attribute rushed towards them.

"Janu, are you well?" The man patted Janu on the shoulder.

Janu looked closely at him. He tried to remember ... remember .. but failed.

"Sir Sam," Maira nodded towards the man.

"Eh, Ms Janu, how are you?" The man named Samsul turned to Maira and regretted it.

"Alhamdulillah, fine." Maira welcomes Samsul's hand. "I'm sorry, sir, maybe Janu hasn't fully remembered yet."

"Oh, yeah, it's okay." Back the man patted Janu's shoulder.

"E, sir, I'm sorry, we want to see Dandenma. He's in no place, sir?" Maira diverted the conversation.

"There, ada. Let me take you!"

The two of them followed Serma Samsul towards the commander's room. Then after Serma Samsul reported inside, they were welcome to enter. The commander seemed to be standing waiting for their arrival.

"Aaaa, Serka Janu. Please, please!" Lieutenant Colonel Jemy exclaimed. His hands were outstretched welcoming the arrival of his men.

Janu gasp. Then he raised his hand, taking a respectful stance clumsily.

"It's okay, I know Janu's condition. Please sit down!"

The meeting with the commander of the headquarters detachment this morning revealed a thick fog in Janu's head. His memories slowly gathered through chats with the commander. And when the conversation reached the late Serda Doni, Janu became very emotional. The man could not hold back the tears. He remembered when accompanying Doni breathed his last because he was shot by a separatist group.

"Prophey, Mas, istighfar!" Maira clasped Janu's hand and whispered in his ear.

"God willing Sertu Posthumous Doni Pramana is calm there, Serka Janu. We've buried it with a military ceremony in his village. He's a hero. Pray for the road!"

Janu.

"Oiya, when are you planning to go back?" Lieutenant Colonel Jemy won't linger to let Janu drown in grief.

""Izin, it's late in the afternoon, father," replied Maira.

"Well, then I'd better take you to the commander of the Paskhas corps now!"

"Seek permission, but my husband's memory hasn't fully returned, father. Doesn't it matter ...?"

"It's okay. Of course, he also understood and understood the condition of Serka Janu," cut letkol Jemy.

Following the advice of captain Jemy, they finally headed to the office of the supreme commander of the TNI AU special forces. The commander's welcome was quite calming. Maira and Janu get excited to try to unravel Janu's still vague memories and memories. By noon, they came out of the commander's room.

"So, you guys want to go straight back home?" ask letkol Jemy.

"Ready, father, yes" said Maira.

"Need transportation support?"

"No, sir, we've got our own car."

In the parking lot they almost hit someone who just got out of the car.

"Captain Rian?!"

***

In Jogja, Karina secretly contacted Andreas again. He asked Bertha.

"Sorry, madam Karin, shouldn't you call us anymore?" Reverend Andreas answered Karina's question with one that was convoluted.

"But the pastor ...."

"It's for the good of Bertha, Janu sir and Maira Ma'am as well" the priestess Andreas cut. "So we'd better, from now on we're completely cutting off communication."

"Wait, Priest!" exclaim Karina hurry. "Mas Janu has started to regain his memory!"

For a moment there was no sound from across. Karina waited anxiously. Then ....

"Praise God" said Reverend Andrew.

"Recorder, what about Bertha and her son?"

"Sir Karin, as I said before, let Bertha and her son be our business. Please continue to live in peace."

"But Pastor, until now we do not know how Janu's reaction when later remembered about Bertha. Maira said, until this moment mas Janu has not brought up about Bertha. He was still preoccupied with recalling all his old memories."

"Hopefully there won't be any problems."

"If there is anything to do with Janu and Bertha, let us take responsibility, priest!" karina.

Reverend Andreas momentarily fell silent. Then, "Mbak Karin never once decide for yourself. Talk carefully with all the people who are on your side. I do not want, the decision mbak Karin only to be limited to a discourse that gives false hope to Bertha's side!"

Pastor Andreas' words felt sharp in Karina's ears. But it becomes a coward for the woman to fight for one thing. One innocent soul, the victim of the ignorance of his parents.

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