Dum Spiro, Spero
Resigning

"Mas Abi is serious?" Seno asked once again, this is the 29th time after Baskara returned from the boss room after submitting his resignation letter.

"Did I look like I was kidding again?" instead of answering, Baskara replied back with a funny face, inversely proportional to the property of Seno who was clouded.

"Why is it sudden, Mom? Even though we don't have any problems, the work is also smooth I look around."

Putting some things in a light brown cardboard box, Baskara replied, "Nothing is impromptu, Sen. I have submitted the resignation plan to my boss from one month before, only my resignation letter was officially handed over today, right on my last day of work here."

The explanation did not seem to make Seno satisfied. Seen from the motion of the lips of the man who seemed to be arguing even though no sound came out of the open mouth cavity.

"One month notice, but only to the boss, to us not." Another colleague, Priska, was named. The Sundanese girl had only been with the company for two weeks, and today had to say goodbye to the senior whom she admired the most.

Leaving Seno, Baskara turned to look at Priska who was sitting on the left. The corner of his lips lifted slightly, "Intentionally, let it not be on the scene." Legally.

"It is precisely if the impromptu gini even makes a scene, Mas Abi." Priska.

However, Baskara still responded casually. "At least, just a day. You do not know how the drama is Senopati. If I had told you this a month ago, he would have stuck it to me, like a leech that sucks blood."

The so-called name pursed his lips, although soon admitted that he would likely do the same thing as what Baskara said before. He was the hostel, and all his co-workers knew it too. Except Priska the new kid.

"Keep, out of here, Mas Abi want to work where else?" seno asked after his lips returned to their original shape, not pursing anymore.

"At home." Answer Baskara. The activity of cleaning up items that had been delayed he continued again. One by one his personal belongings were put again in a box, arranged so neatly. "I want WFH, so you can help Anin take care of the house."

"Why isn't Anin resigned?" seno is still in the shoes.

Baskara chuckled softly, "Anin isn't a typical person who can be let out to dwell at home for a long time. He has to socialize, to stay sane. If I'm, anyway, adaptive, so I'm better off working from home." Reveal it.

Ever since he moved from one city to another, Baskara realized that his personality with Blue seemed to have been changed. He who used to love to roam outside the house and build relationships with various types of people on earth, suddenly preferred to be at home. Chatting with new people will only consume energy, making it end up exhausted and having to take a complete rest by not meeting with others for a few days.

While Sabiru, the girl was the opposite. Who was a home child and ansos abis, even turned into super duper friendly and likes to fly to and fro. In fact, if you stay at home too long, the girl will be easy to mess around. His mood became more volatile, so Baskara became dizzy seven circumference made.

"Anin is not as extroverted as she is," Seno still denies, as if she knows all the things about the girl named Anindia whom she knows best.

Baskara decided not to answer, just put on a thin smile and began to wrap her backpack on one side of her shoulder. All his stuff has gone into the box, he's ready to move on.

"You want to go home? Don't want a farewell party first?" ask Priska.

"Farewell party if we don't meet again. My house is deket, can still occasionally come to visit, so there is no need for any farewell party." Answer Baskara as it is. After all, he already had other plans to do. With Sabiru, of course.

"Not very good, I swear. Immediate, do not want to make farewell anyway." Seno grumbled, suddenly making Baskara laugh.

"I just quit my job, not just stop being human, Seno." Baskara said in between laughter.

Seno glanced cynically, both of her arms folded in front of her chest. "I don't know, anyway Mas Abi is not cool."

Baskara was smiling again. Then shortly after, someone entered the room with both hands full of peace.

Baskara put back her cardboard box, only to walk closer to the tired-looking Jordy. Taking one from the man's left hand, he helped bring it and placed it on his empty desk.

"Alhamdulillah there is more sustenance, so I use to buy you guys food." His word. "Please eat, hopefully to suit your taste, yes."

"Mas Abi .. This is a lot, more if only for us-we are." Priska overwhelmed herself seeing the abundant amount of food on the table. Though those who were here were not up to ten people, but Baskara seemed to prepare almost 20 servings of food.

"If there's any leftovers you can take home. If you want to share with Mr. Kodir or anyone else is not a problem, the important thing is not to be thrown away."

"Oh, so it doesn't feel good to us, Mom. Mas Abi quit his job but instead squandered money for us who still get a monthly salary."

Priska's words were only Baskara responded with a smile. I don't know, instead of being sad about having to part with his coworkers, today the man just smiled more.

"I went back first, yeah, had to pick up Anin before her son turned into a reog. Eat well, you guys. See you next time." After saying goodbye, Baskara walked out of the room. Accompanied by goodbyes and hope that they can meet again soon, he left the place that has given him life for one year in Jogja.

"Ha.." His breathing felt lighter after his feet retraced in the parking lot.

As if to record his workplace for the last time, he turned around, looking up a little to be able to stare at the signboard bearing the name of the company.

"When we meet again, my friend." Greetings, instead of saying goodbye.

...****************...

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"I love you so much."

"Me too."

"I love you to the moon and back, and I swear no one will love you like the way I do."

"OK, okay. Lo win. You love it as much as I do, and can't do anything about it."

Game over, Blue the winner. A wide grin is created, a sign that the winner has been satisfied with the results received.

"Even though in this world many are prettier, richer, more romantic, more everything than lo, but I choose instead to stick with lo doang." And as if to prove his words, Blue shuffled, entering into the arms of Baskara.

"How lucky I am, can be loved so much as lo." A kiss of Baskara landed on the head of Sabiru. "Thank you, yes, have survived the same unstable man in all aspects of this life."

"Start," Blue gave a small pinch on Baskara's waist, which even made her lover chuckle softly. "Stop said that you're not stable, cuz I hate it so much. You are cool, you are great, you managed to pass a lot of things and still survive even though there is an option to give up. Lo cool, Anjir, Bas. Why, after all, should always underestimate yourself?"

"Where did Pramoedya Baskara go that his confidence level was as high as the sky, hmm?"

"She doesn't exist, dear." Not letting Blue stab him with a gaze, Baskara deliberately grabbed his lover's body tighter. "Too confident is also not good. So, that version has been upgraded to a more unpretentious version. Let's just say if there's another surprise coming into his life, he won't be so mentally broken down."

"There's no wonder, no wonder." Blue nags, but the edges still wrap the arms around the lover's waist. "Luckily, honey, it's okay, I can understand."

"Lo is getting so bloated like me" quipped Baskara, and Sabiru happily nodded her head.

"It's too hard to resist the charm of a former playboy like lo." Blue emphasized the former word so as to make Baskara again chuckle.

"The old version of the gue is a real, genuine bastard. Fortunately, I have resigned." Candanya, who was greeted with laughter satisfied by Sabiru.

The two put to laughter, occasionally pausing just to bring their lips together on short, simple kisses.

Look, they are happy. Tell you what, they have managed to momentarily forget about all the events that made them stranded in the city of people and can only rely on each other.

"By the way about resigning," Blue distanced her face slightly in order to be able to look at Baskara. "From tomorrow you're a full-fledged father of the household, huh?"

Baskara nodded, "Job the last one is gone, just wait for payment. So for the next few days, while waiting for another job, I can help you clean up the house."

Sabiru's lips curved beautifully, "If while taking care of the child, can also?" his god, twisting his eyes flirtatiously.

"Start," a deadly jolt landed on his forehead as a consequence of his annoying joke (for Baskara). "Married first, just made a child. Do not fornicate, my brother, it is a great sin." He concluded, with a song like a religious leader who is giving spiritual watering.

Rebut only Blue scowled, then began to mutter in a style that was julid abis. "Jingin birzini, wihi sidiriki, it's all whispered." He followed Baskara's words, but in an annoying way. "Dissapper!" the whole thing, full of emotion.

"Astaghfirullah, like the devil in your body has been mostly deh, so it has not received advice." Baskara is still deep in the role of a pious person, while Blue has begun to care and can only sigh.

"Come, let's find a ustaz that's okay. We're rukiah, yeah, but it's not too late."

"Mending lo diem."

"Well, the demon's getting fiercer."

"Bag,"

"Official-"

"For God's sake, Baskara, you got the wrong server!"

"Oh, wrong, huh?" scratching his head, Baskara gave a stupid grin. "Most menenan same Seno, so follow me to the strangle of my brain." The pretext, subverted Seno who did not know anything.

Blue twists the eyeballs off guard, "Not to blame anyone else, let's just be a little different." The omel.

Instead of returning, Baskara prefers to embrace Sabiru again. Letting his arm remain as a pillow by the girl even though it feels numb.

"What breakfast do you want?" tanyanya, while rubbing Blue's head with affection.

"What do you cook I eat with greed." And in the arms of her lover, Blue began to close her eyes. The sleepiness has not come yet, the clock also just showed at 9 pm. He was just wanting to permeate Baskara's body scent more deeply, visualizing the fragrance into form in his imagination.

"If I cook pepper-rica pebbles, you will also still eat voraciously?"

Buy in. All the imagination that Blue was waking up in his head immediately dispersed because again Baskara could not be serious. "Once again joking, lo seeds that I made rica-rica." Threatened him.

"So very, anjir." Baskara shuddered in horror. As the years passed, it turned out that the threat Sabiru used was still unchanged as well. He so guessed, maybe this girl does have a psychopathic soul hidden behind the face like an angel.

"Mending shut up your lambe before I really make your seeds become rica-rica."

The combination of language in one sentence that Blue said made Baskara giggle amused. "A strange combination," he commented, became the last because after that both of them fell silent.

The slow-moving hour hand makes a consistent ticking sound, accompanying their far-flung inertia from the word quiet. Because both Blue and Baskara know, they still communicate even though their lips do not move at all.

One more day passed, and fortunately, passed well. And of course, they also still skyrocket the same demand; hopefully in the future, things will improve. Until they can go home, to where they should be. Ending a grueling escape, releasing a burdensome burden.

They wanted to go home, as soon as all these storms completely subsided.

Seriate...