ABHIMANYU WORLD

Chapter XCI: The Feast of the Bujang

The intention of going home early was forced to recant, because Doni invited us to move on to another party. I don't know what kind of party he's going to have. After the reception in the courtyard of his house, Darwis and I were evacuated to one of Doni's family homes, because the atmosphere in his own house was still a mess. The rooms could hardly be occupied, because they were filled with empty cake boxes, gifts and all the wedding trinkets.

Meanwhile, the families from outside the city also still survived. So, the atmosphere was really still chaotic. Actually I was about to help, but it was forbidden by Doni, because of my position as a guest. Darwis and I occupied a room prepared by one of Doni's uncles. A room is not how spacious, but neatly arranged and clean.

While in another room there is also Andre, but not yet allowed one room with Inneke. The girl was forced to be evacuated in another room. In my heart, I smiled. Inneke is pregnant even though she is not married. What a shame, especially in the village. I tried to close the disgrace tightly, even to Darwis.

Waiting in a room I don't know is a little boring. Meanwhile, Darwis has also begun to whine for return to Surabaya. There was nothing I could do but tell him to be patient. I explained to him that I really wanted to go home too, but was prevented by the host. Inevitably, should respect him. As a result, Darwis was severely sulking.

By evening, after Magrib's prayers, Doni picked us up by car. He also invited Farhan, but Dina was left behind. Doni said, tonight's a special event for the boys. Actually Andre felt it was hard to leave Inneke, but in the end the girl invited Andre to have fun with us.

The car driven by Doni drove towards the city center that is not as crowded as Surabaya. Even so, the city is quite light-filled. Apparently Doni has booked a place in a fairly cool cafe in the city center. A cafe with luxurious interiors, artistic lights and all minimalist trinkets.

Doni reserved a spot at the end of the cafe, with a set of bright yellow sofas.

On the table there are also a variety of small meals and snacks. As for the big food and drink, we are presented with a menu list with a variety of foods that are difficult to pronounce on the tongue. I don't even know what kind of food is sold in this cafe. Therefore, I chose randomly, hoping that the taste of the food would match the tongue. Judging from the names of the foods listed in the menu, I suspect this cafe provides types of Italian food.

Dervish who had been lethargic, his eyes sparkled to observe the menu list that was proffered. I sneered in my heart. Just this afternoon he was whining to go home, now as if he had forgotten about it. In fact, he looks excited, without knowing what food he actually chose.

After Darwis made a choice, Darwis whispered to me,”Bi, what food did you choose?”

“Take, Dar! I just choose. I know sambal pecel same fried cassava,” I replied.

“Lho is the same? I also show you. Good luck huh?”

“Aamiin,” I replied while giggling.

While waiting for the dish to come, we chatted here and there without a clear direction of conversation. What came first was a drink. We chose a different drink. I myself am a huge fan of ecstatic soda and avocado juice. This time I chose a happy soda, because quite rarely I drink this drink. Not because you don't want to, but it's a pity if you eat pecel rice but drink happy soda. My tongue is used to drinking water and at best sweet iced tea.

On the sidelines of enjoying fries, I tried to pry Farhan's description of how the seeds of romance began to grow between Farhan and Dina. As far as I know, even they rarely met each other, suddenly immediately married. This is quite a surprise for me.

“People say that love comes from the eyes to the heart. But really early to meet Dina, I had no feelings. Uh, once in Surabaya even thought of Dina. That's why I'm calling her HP number on Doni. It turns out Doni bless ya already!” farhan.

“Hmm, that's Doni. Farhan direct fast motion dina's phone number. Why not just me?”

I pretended to sulk. Doni sneers. His sadistic soul. I secretly regret what I said. My feeling is not good, Doni will definitely make a painful statement.

Don't you? Doni instantly made me speechless, while Darwis laughed over my suffering. Hopefully my emotions do not peak, so that the glass filled with soda does not gush on his face. I can only snort.

The night is creeping into the morning. We continued to enjoy every second we had left. Farhan may have realized that the days ahead were not the same because of his predicate as husband. Maybe this joking laugh is no longer often he met in his life. Farhan must be prepared with that commitment. Time should be poured more into the family.

Maybe this is what worries Andre. Yes, the freedom of single time will be shackled with something titled ‘commitment’. Not just Andre. But I am too. Really, there was no shadow in my mind how romantic it was. Is it just sitting quietly watching the news on TV while chatting about rising prices of basic goods? Or just go to work early in the morning with the back of the hands kissed by the wife and go home by night?

If so, it is boring the world of home. Really, I don't have any picture of it yet. For years, I saw my mom and dad so casually living life, with minor conflicts coloring. Mom said it was normal. In the course of the household sometimes there are differences of opinion, so there is no need to worry about that.

Immediately I pushed away the shadow of living in a household. I'd better focus on what I'm getting right now. College that never ends, and a soul mate who does not visit. I don't have the last drops of the happy soda in my glass. Drowsiness begins to linger in the eye pelupuk.

“You're sleepy huh?” doni asked when he saw me yawn.

“I cape really,” lamented.

“New ten o'clock night already sleepy. I loh from the morning there is no rest, now still fresh-fresh. How do you want to get a beautiful soul mate if this hour is already ngnatuk?” doni Cibir.

“Emang has something to do huh?” I asked back.

“Clear dong! To get something good, you have to do it. Well, you're at this hour already want to snore. That's not his name!”

I'm speechless. Lazy to war nerves with creatures nicknamed Doni. I better find it safe.

“Udah let's just go home! Si Farhan seems to have been impatient to enjoy heaven world tuh!” Andre said with a smile.

“Eh, no yes! Still tired of me!” Farhan chuckles.

I pretended not to hear, not daring to respond. Doni could be back to slaughtering it all out.

The bachelorette party continues until midnight, until the body feels crumbling. Tomorrow morning I have to go back to Surabaya. I am happy to be with my friends, but I have obligations in other dimensions that I must resolve.

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