advancement.

Dilan stood while staring at Endru's car was getting further and further away. From the street lamp's light on each electric pole was refracted From the darkness of the night. Dilan stopped the taxi car that seemed to be approaching him. His hand waved slowly to give the code to the driver.

The taxi car pulled over on the street, immediately entered the taxi to return to where he worked. "To the Police station which is on the next street, sir!" Dylan ordered.

"Well, sir," said the driver.

Dilan began to enter into his thoughts at night that occurred to a man who had taken him away. From the car.

Endru's his older sister's past man who disappeared ten years ago. After an incident happened to his older sister, Dilan never met her. After all, he was still a teenager.

Exactly ten years ago, Dilan remembered the incident about Endru.

When Endru's in the twenties approached me and, Dilan was rushing home from school.

Endru's figure pushed me into the big trees.

"Tell me! Where did your father take my girlfriend?!" Endru said with press my body.

Now, his hands moved to the body of the neck and tightly strangled me.

"Ergh!" I groaned in pain.

"Endru! What did you do to my friend?!" shouted Dilan hitting his head with a large piece of wood.

"Ow!!" Endru screams release a stranglehold on me. I quickly dodged Endru's figure and pulled Dilan's hand away. Endru continued to chase us both, but suddenly I saw uncle Jaki and two other men walking in the opposite direction from us were running. I watched it happen from behind. The three grown men stopped Endru's figure.

When the driver said that he had arrived in front of the office, and Dilan dispelled his daydream for a moment.

"Oh, thank you, sir!" Dilan gave the fare to the driver and got out of the car. His mind might be a little confused as he reminisced about the events of ten years ago.

***

      Behind the camera, I stood perfectly straight to prepare to voice the latest news behind the crowd.

"The latest news behind me there was a pretty big explosion! It was suspected from an eye witness that someone caught on a CCTV camera from behind the building carrying a mini-sized bomb."

"Together with him. In front of the Gelora Lima Hotel building and a bomb is detonating. The estimated that the bomb exploded at around four in the morning."

I walked while showing the remains of broken glass that still abounds in the streets.

"These are the remnants of the broken glass that hit by the suicide bomber. The objects were damaged like cars and motorbikes were also burned by the sparks. This incident left four people seriously injured and two people dead. According to officials who identified that it plans by terrorists who are always present on our mother earth."

"This incident will continue to be monitored and investigated further by the joint security forces."

"This is the latest news from us. I am Emira, from TNC Jakarta reporting."

Arga closed his big camera to cover the last part. I breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to look at the visible damage between the streets near the Hospitality building. My eyes stared in shock when I saw all the glass shattered.

"They're back," I said to shake my head.

"Emira, let's go back!" Arga pulled my hand forcefully.

This time, I broadcast very carefully! Who knew they were stalking us somewhere?! I struggled with the courage that could cover my fear in an instant.

Arga and I entered the office feeling relieved with a deep breath.

"As I thought! They will come back again. I don't think our country will be able to resolve the Terrorist conflict," Rendi complained.

"That's not it! Terrorists live in groups. They are not stupid. Do we never know what their lives look like? Maybe, some of us have terrorist blood?" continued Arga.

"Eh, I thought so too! But, not everyone living on earth is fine. They are secretly moving behind us," Gilang continued.

"Hey, you guys are arguing about terrorist issues. Our job is only to help broadcast, not to find out," said Susi.

"Who says we don't find out. I think a reporter's job will be more dangerous than a detective's. How can I not? One of us could be sent to Gaza, Palestine. It could even kill us!" Now, I add from their debates who throw words and opinions at each other.

"Sorry, I'm new. So, I'm just getting started," defended Susi.

"Susi, you can start now! I think you can tell when your voice echoes through the crowd," I replied.

Susi looked at me with a feeling of embarrassment with a languid bow. I didn't have time to sharpen my words with a smile that might dim the heat.

"So the Reporter is very challenging. Be a strong Nation generation!" I said.

Susi finally returned a smile when my words of encouragement came out of nowhere.

Suddenly a voice called out to me, "Emira."

I turned, the manager called me with a serious face.

"Well, sir!" I said with a stand-up.

"You can come with me," he asked.

I didn't look at my friends, and now I'm finally following in the footsteps of the shareholder of these two companies, Mr. David.

He stopped in front of the conference room door. I was a little awkward when his hand had opened the door wide.

"Come on!" he said.

I stepped forward with all my vigilance. However, I brushed aside my fear and embarrassment in front of the highest staff in the office.

Jebran sat in the front seat, the very end, without looking at me. I sat next to Mr. David took me inside.

Jebran lifted his chin as he looked at me from a distance.

"Good afternoon all!"

"Good afternoon, Sir!" we said in unison.

"All right! Everyone is here. Today I will inform you that there is a promotion or what is called a career-level After I predict the results of your efforts and hard work. I will recruit a core Reporter to specialize in the office."

"I appreciate the two women who made it to the top of the rankings. Give Emira and Heni Gustiani a round of applause!" Jebran clapped his hands.

Suddenly I was stunned by the promotion to the level that there is no time at this time.

Everyone clapped look at me and one of my colleagues who sat across from me. I was impressed with his decision. Even though I've been working for a while, is this an appreciation or just a tactic?

Everyone walked past me while uttering words.

"Congratulations, Emira!"

"Congratulations, Emira!"

"Well, thanks," I said.

Some of them passed me, not at Anindira looked cynically at me.

"Congratulations! It turns out that you are like an ambassador. Quickly recognized by many people," he snapped.

I glared at the woman who spoke, but not so sincerely.

"Let him!" said Jebran was behind me.

"Hah!" I shouted.

I turned around and was stunned as his body almost approached me.

"Did you do it on purpose?!" I grumbled.

"Hey, that's natural! I give it to you because you are very hardworking and brave. I don't want you always be out there drained by your sweat and tired," Jebran argued.

I don't know if I should thank you or not. But, I'm a little pessimistic about Jebran.

Not even excited, but I'm a little suspicious.

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