ABHIMANYU WORLD

Chapter XI: Definition of Love

“What is the definition of love?”

The question suddenly came out of Doni's mouth. I was surprised to hear it.

We were enjoying a warm night at a cafe in Jalan Pemuda area. The golden sound of Bryan Adams chanting Please Forgive Me, was able to shed feelings. So romantic. Bryan Adams, with his heavy voice, was able to fly daydreams into the middle of nowhere.

“Tumben your question is heavy?” comment Andre. He plays a device that is clasped in his hand.

“You're in love with Monik?” guess Farhan. He sipped a mocca latte in his glass that stayed half.

“You haven't answered my question,” replied Doni.

“ Please be clarified! What kind of love do you mean? Love between two people? Mother's love for her child? Or the love of a servant to his Lord? All that love,” asked Andre.

It's starting to get interesting. I started to listen.

“Love universally,” replied Doni again.

Ceilee! Universal......

“I think love has no definition. Love cannot be seen, it can only be felt. "

Okay. That's Farhan's opinion. Noted.

“If I recite love is more to the grace of God that all humans have. Sure enough, whatever the human model, must have love. Although just a little.”

That's Andre's opinion.

“If you, Bi?” ask Doni.

Eh, me?

I'm kind of flirting. I didn't expect to get this crucial question. In my life, I rarely felt love. Mother's love, obviously. Love for God, obviously. But what I feel for Lusi or Laras, is it love? Lest it be lust.

“If in my opinion, everyone has a different definition of love anyway. Depends on how he feels. Andre's definition is definitely different from Farhan's. William Shakespeare's definition is different from Kahlil Gibran's. The definition of love according to Plato must also be different.”.

“I know Plato doesn't define love!” cut Andre.

I shrugged my shoulders.

“Keep ye believe not true love?” ask Doni again.

What is this kid about?

“Ngak!” replied Andre firmly.

“Reason?” doni insist.

“I think true love is bullshit! If there is, it is very rare. It's the same as if you're picking fleas on a gorilla's body. There is, love is present because of the mode. Whether it's because it's interested in the face, with the treasure or something else,” Andre said.

“But there is, Ndre?” my exposition.

“Maybe. Have you ever seen it in the real world? Fat wife bit, innate husband cheating nyari clear. Poor husband, left the same wife. Is that the reality now?”

“There are also my neighbors who are durable to grandparents..” chirped Farhan.

“That's a different story! Because they have no other choice. "

“Continue the love stories of the world that you think are just fairy tales?” my many.

It seems the discussion is getting interesting.

Farhan ordered another cup of black coffee. While I still enjoy a glass of lemon tea that is no longer cold.

“Who is the example?”

“Can be anyone. Rama-Shinta, Julius Cesar-Cleopatra, Samson-Delillah, Hitler-Eva Braun, Princess Diana-Doddy AlFayed or anyone else. "

“That's crowing, Bambaaaaaanng!” chirps Farhan again.

“That's right, it's in Keputran Market. Mbah Mijo with his wife who is both old, every day faithfully push the cart together. They are the real true love!” continued again.

I smile.

“Oke.OK. Let's discuss Mbah Mijo and his wife,”.

“In essence, people love for a reason. There are people who fall in love at first sight. Case in point, Doni and Monik. Doni put his heart on Monik because he's beautiful. Then, Abi and Lusi. Aye right?” shoot Andre.

“I like Lusi not because of her beauty!” I was defending myself.

“Lying ah! If it wasn't for her beauty, why didn't you just date the old virgin Dahlia?” often Andre.

Eat for yourself!

Oh, apparently the name Dahlia Sukmawati already famous in various majors huh?

And Andre and I were far apart. But apparently the name Dahlia has been fragrant everywhere. It's amazing its charm.

“Do not that you guys. The Dahlia is smart, English-speaking. Why are men afraid of him? Yes because of his intelligence. You guys are what!” bela Farhan's.

“Ciee...! Defended by Farhan!” Andre Ejek.

I just laughed.

If this is the case, I am lost about the tasks that are piled up on my study table.

“You guys are so off the topic anyway? In fact, did you give Dahlia?” doni protests.

“Oke back to laptop deh!” say then.

“OK. So here's. If we talk about love and its definition, until dawn will not be finished. Because love does have a different definition, as Abi said earlier. So in my opinion, let's finish our discussion tonight,” Andre sip the last drop of soda gladly.

“You home? It's only half ten! Bencong also just came out at this time!” protest Doni again.

“Ciee ... whose subscription is bencong!” farhan Goda.

I laughed again. Still fresh in my memory when Andre and I were seduced by girls so-called events at that time.

“Guys, let's help our friend who is upset by this romance. First, the case of Doni and Monik seems to be repeating history. Clap one hand. The second case, Abi and Lusi are walking on the spot. Worse, the Abi left Susi just like that, before there was clarity,” Andre concluded.

“Third case?” ask Farhan.

“Emang there is a third case?”

“There!”

“Who?”

“Yourself, Ndre. You are not clear whose path. Do not-don't you just use the same girls who are close to you. Who exactly are you on the same road?”

Andre was silent, like thinking of something.

“Ntar you also know kok,” replied Andre.

“So how about?” Doni asked for certainty.

“What's the point? Your story is the same Monik?”

“If I think so, just keep getting patented. Trust me. Getting that girl is not hard. The origin of the attention continues, ntar long ago luluh. Trust me!” farhan.

“Halaaah! It is also single!” Andre mecibir's.

“Lho, that's because I don't want to!” Farhan defended himself.

“Yang there, girls if mostly treated the same attention of people who are not liked will eneg too. So sick. Ntar could be you are even blocked!”

Doni was silent at Andre's words. Looks like his face is getting worse.

“Dooh! Gini is very much the same business girl!” doni complained later.

“Why not find another one, Don?” I opened my voice.

“Not so easy that time, Bi! I'm the same moniker, it's really good. Can't move on to another.”

Alright.

This discussion paused for a while. We feel hungry. Four special fried rice plates served in front of the table. We immediately took it without much thought.

While chewing on the savory fried rice, I tried to deduce from the discussion that went fierce tonight.

In conclusion, the definition of love is a mystery that has not been solved since man was created. Because each age will carry their own love story. Well. Love is never eaten up by the times. Even whatever is there now, it always feels seasoned with love to make the look more attractive.

How do I fantasize about myself?

“Woee! Go home!” shout Doni. He's ready in the parking lot.

I looked towards my plate. No longer anything. Not even a single rice. The glasses had dried up too. This means that nothing can get into the stomach. The material has been discussed.

So ended the Indonesia’s Jomblos Club event tonight.

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