Alive

Nosa drives his vehicle    at  a  fairly  high speed.  There's a sense of buzz that  haunts him. Curiosity,    curiosity  and  certainty  of  a  truth  seemed to haunt him  all the  way  from  Singapore  to  his return. 

It's been a long time since  he  wanted  and  waited for  the good  news  that    he suddenly  heard  unexpectedly.  The  greater  his longing for  a  figure  he  once thought would  no  longer be  found.

"So,where did  you  meet  him?" Nosa  asked    Haris  who  came  alone to the airport    to pick up  Nosa.

"In Probolinggo,Mas. In  the restaurant."

"We're heading straight  for  it,"  Nosa said  in a hurry.

"Can't,  Mas."

"Why  can't  you? Aren't  we  going  to cross  the  border of that area?"