ABHIMANYU WORLD

Chapter III: Free Lunch

The Surabaya sun seemed to be in a rage today. The heat feels lick the skin. I, who was black, felt blacker. I looked up, glancing at my watch. Oh, apparently it's 13:12.

Just deserve.

Azan Dzuhur had been reverberating from earlier. My stomach feels pinched. I have to fill my stomach immediately so that the mag does not recur like yesterday. But sometimes feel bored with the cuisine in the stalls around the rented. The menu has not changed since the colonial era until the millennial era. Vegetables if not vegetable lodeh yes vegetable asem. If not chicken, eggs or fish. There is a menu whose variants are more diverse at the end of the road there. But just to get in is in. Students who eat there drive cars on average. You may be told to wash the dishes after eating because you cannot afford to pay. All right, I scribbled that stall off my list. Adios.

Maybe if the class of difficult people like me, more suitable to eat in Warung Gresik scattered along the road to campus. Warung a million people, with typical rice wrap dishes with side dishes noodles and fried sambal tempe. The price really fits in a pouch like me.

But, as subtle as myself, most anti-eating rice mixed with noodles. Not without real reason. Because I think rice includes carbohydrates and noodles are also carbohydrates. Carbo side dish carbo? Just be right. Mending to make instant noodles only in rented, while plucking eggs belonging to Doni. I'm sure he's sincere. Egg stock is a lot, like in a food stall. Every day eating eggs, so do not be surprised if he often boils.

Related to the menu of this stall, I also have memories with Lusi. At that time, we were beaten up with a fairly Mechanical Engineering course that made the brain boil. So Darwis and I, a friend from Bangkalan, agreed to eat more humane food than usual.

“We try the end of the road stall is it?” ask Darwis.

“But ntar if you can't pay how?” answered doubt.

“Yes, I have money. But it's fitting for a week's worth of food. ”

“We fast only tomorrow, ” I answer accordingly.

Dervish's face began to be filled with doubt. Persuading my rayuku to fruition. We entered the stall that bedesain ala cafe timidly. It turned out that the food in the stall was arranged a buffet model. So visitors can take it themselves as desired.

Lust jahiliahku guerrilla see various foods presented. Everything looks good and tastes good. I've never even seen the types of food served before.

“That's what huh?” asked Darwis while pointing timidly.

The designated are meat-based foods that are cooked to oily. It looks very tempting.

“Rendang Padang it,” answered me.

“It looks good...” he said.

“Take aja!”

Darwis took a spoonful of rendang padang, tempe goreng and greens oseng. While I'm still upset. Too many choices confused me.

Yes already!

I'll get fried chicken, potato paste with vegetable soup!

“Hei!”

Suddenly I saw at the end of the room, a familiar face. Susi Handayani with Diana Situmorang, her Batak friend. Diana was quite fertile. What a contrast with the slim Lusi.

“There is Lusi tuh. Join there?” I asked Darwis.

“Temme...”

“Gabung aja! Not good if you don't join. ”

Darwis could not refuse my invitation. We ate together at a table and talked. I feel like I'm double date. Of course I chose to pair with Lusi.

After finishing eating, Darwis' face was a bit awkward. I know what he's thinking. Yes, in the country +62 is generally the party of men who treat women. We could have spent a week if this is the way. I'm confused, actually. But I pretended to be confident.

“Eh, hopefully yuk!” bring Lusi.

“Shortly, we want to chat for a moment. You guys go first!”Darwis.

In my heart I laughed. It could also be her fluffy sense. Just tell Lusi to pay first.

“Oh, you still want to be here? Yes already yuk Di, we pay first,” said Luci to Diana.

Diana glanced at us. His eyes seemed to be mocking us.

Poor bastard!

Alhamdulillaah!! My inner.

After making sure Susi and Diana were gone, we agreed to go to the cashier immediately to pay for our food. Darwis is very confident in taking out his wallet which is amazingly bad.

“How Many Mbak?” his question is full of confidence.

“So one or by yourself?” The cashier asked with judes.

Maybe because of our look that looks like a difficult person.

“Mmm. Alone, Ma'am!”

I thought that was the answer.

“Mas who sit at the same end table mbak-mbak earlier ya?”

“Iya”

“Udah paid kok same mas mbak earlier!” said the cashier.

The next day, I accidentally met Lusi at the college library. But this time he was alone, not accompanied by Diana. Looks like he is seriously looking for a book neatly arranged on the shelf.

“Lus..." said.

“Eh, Abi. Looking for a book again?”

“Ngak. Mau said thanks aja.”

“Still? Thanks for what?” Lucia looked at me seriously.

Oh God! I can melt looking into his eyes.

“Yesterday I practiced lunch and Dervish,” I said shyly.

“Oooh. Ordinary then,” he replied with a smile.

That's too quiet, God.

“He said Dervish anyway, often hehe..”.

Original, Darwis doesn't talk like that. Just wits. Pity the Darwis his name is kucatut.

“Later if there is more sustenance, Insha Allah yes. Yesterday the story I checked my account. It turns out that the scholarship is liquid. Pretty loh!” lusi.

“It's liquid huh?”

“Iya. You took care of it yesterday, right?”

“Iya anyway.”

“Come checked! Let me change my practice!”

I laugh.

Well, it's okay to treat Lusi. But not with Darwis and Diana.

That day, I went to the ATM around the campus. What Lucia said was true. The BBM scholarship that I submitted a few months ago is already liquid. Alhamdulillahot. Not much, but I'm very grateful. I'll send the plan to mother some of it. But because Luci asked for rations too, yes what can be done. I have to treat him too.

Thus. One cool afternoon because of the rain, I made a pact to meet Lusi in a rather classy shop.

Not a shop, but a cafe. Many young people are hanging out there, engrossed in their laptops and gadgets. Some of them bring a couple. I deliberately chose to sit in the corner of the Cafe that is rather quiet, so it is not obvious that I am single.

The hour hand is docked at the number five, but Lusi why not see?

I'm getting restless. Mandy Moore's voice softly chanted I Wanna be with You, adding to the atmosphere of shahdu that afternoon. But I just tapped my fingers at the table. Minutes by minutes keep going.

Maybe he won't come. My inner.

But, amboiii! Who's that over there? The girl in bright yellow clothes, as bright as my heart began to enter the Cafe. Her steps were so elegant, with a huge smile. He's so confident. Dear thousand dear...

He's not alone.

Not only did she bring Diana along, but she came with Rani and Venny. My face immediately paled. Really, I didn't expect this kind of atmosphere. What I'm thinking about now isn't Lusi anymore. But fate fills my poor wallet!

“Sorry yes! Have you been waiting a long time?” sapana.

“Ba ... just now kok” is a bit nervous I replied.

Facing only one girl I was embarrassed. But it's four at once!

Is it a disaster or a disaster?

We started ordering food. But I'm still plagued with peerless anxiety. Confused about what to order. While the girls were without any sense of sin, still joking in front of me. They ordered steaks and floats. Me? Just order fried noodles and sweet iced tea.

Basic me!

My phone's vibrating. I read a short message from Lusi.

Don'worry. We pay for it ourselves.

There was a bit of relief, but other than that I also felt like I was slapped.

Duh! It is hard to be a person with no money.

The party is over. And I'm still sitting in a mindless awkwardness. Lusi waved goodbye. Not only paying for him, apparently the angel's entourage also treat me.

The natureak!

Two empty!

What kind of man are you, Bi!

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