AISYAH LOVE VERSE

Troubles

Tugu Station.

I dragged my big suitcase with my left hand. My right hand is a travel bag. And on my back hang a little backpack.

Uh.just feel the crumbs now. Why should I bring this much stuff. I feel like I'm the Hulk now.

Nuri's situation is not much different from mine. Only, the suitcase is a little smaller than mine. He also did not carry a travel bag. Only, a sizable backpack was perched on his back.

Once inside the station, Nuri and I immediately looked for the Argo Wilis Train Counter to check in, like Mas Mirza's direction earlier.

Nuri and I walked through the room while chirping to read every article on the signboard.

But apparently, I was quite confused, due to the large number of counters inside the station.

In Jogjakarta there are actually two large stations. It is Lempuyangan Station, and Tugu Station.

The Lempuyangan station serves only economy class trains and local/commuter trains.

While Tugu Station, is a large class train station type A, or can be said as the main station of the city of Jogjakarta.

Actually this is also not my first time to Tugu Station, because every time going to my grandmother's village in Surabaya, we always take a train through this Tugu Station.

This was my first time riding my own train. And take care of everything yourself.

Usually, when I want to take the train, I just wait and sit sweetly in the chair with mom, then dad or Mas Mirza who takes care of everything.

"Duh, Nuri. Which one is the Argo Wilis Train?"

"Let's ask the officer. We'll just go to the information counter."

Nuri was as confused as I was.

Pacing with both hands carried a heavy burden, leaving me feeling exhausted.

"We rest first, my hand pegel nentengin bag."

I looked for a waiting chair that looked empty. Then throw yourself in the seat.

Nuri followed me, and did the same.

"Information Socket is also not good."

I said while pointing towards the information counter. A customer service officer looks quite busy serving people who come to ask questions or get information.

"We check in independently only. Later we will ask the same people who check in independently as well."

Not far from where I was sitting, there was a guy with glasses looking fun reading a book while standing. He rested his back on a stake. A large backpack lay near his feet.

"Detective Conan." I read the book cover she was holding. It turns out he was reading comic books.

Suddenly the guy closes his comic book, and puts it in his jacket pocket.

He looks dizzy looking here and there. Then he looked at me.

The man lifted his backpack onto his back. Then walk towards me.

He dropped his backpack on an empty chair, then sat down in the chair next to him. Not far from where I sat. Only two empty seats with me.

He looked at me while smiling kindly.

"Where are you going, Mommy?" Sweep friendly.

"You go to Jakarta."

"Oh, same. I also want to go to Jakarta."

"What train?"

"The Argo Train Wilis, Mas."

"Well, man,. Same." Said the glasses guy while laughing.

"Have you cleared your boarding pass?"

"Yet Mas,... This is just checking in. Argo Wilis' counter which yo Mas?"

"First time on your own?"

That guy can guess me.

I nodded while smiling.

"Iyoee Mas, this was confused muter - muter." Nuri chimed in on our conversation.

"Lha by the way,... Come on Ma'am, drop me off. Check in independently later, sooner."

"Oh iyo's. Mator suwon Mas,..." I smiled at the sumringah.

The glasses guy really helped me and Nuri. Assist self check in through machine. Also brought my luggage. My travel bag is now in her hands.

Alhamdulillah, it feels like finding a helper god. My arm doesn't have to hurt anymore because it has to carry a heavy burden.

After checking in and boarding passes were completed, the three of us returned to the waiting room, waiting for the scheduled departure of the train.

We deliberately looked for a waiting chair close to the train platform.

"Oh yes Ma'am, acquaintance first, I'm Tirto." Tirto shakes his hands.

I smiled while nodding my head.

Tirto hurriedly lowered his hand. It seemed like he understood right away that I did not want to shake hands.

"I'm Tirto, from Kotagede." Tirto repeated introducing himself.

"I'm Aisyah, from Tegalrejo."

"I'm Nuri."

"You go to Jakarta, you want to go to college?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Where?"

"At the UIN."

"Ha ha ha...."

Tirto laughed out loud.

"The narrow steps of the world. I also went to college at UIN. Second semester, journalism."

"Oh.It just so happens. Uh, Tirto." Nuri Say.

"I entered the Faculty of Ecobis, majoring in Accounting." continued Nuri.

"Aisha is the same?" Ask Tirto to me.

"Yes, I'm also at the Faculty of Economics, but majoring in Management." My solute.

Our train schedule is still an hour away. The three of us waited while talking.

Tirto explained a lot about the intricacies of the UIN campus. Starting from the canteen with the best food, the canteen with the cheapest menu prices, to the fun tongkrongan places near the campus.

Suddenly an announcement was heard from the station speakers.

"Well, what's going on?"

Tirto stood up from his seat.

"You guys just wait here. I'll get some information back there"

Tirto gave directions, then he walked towards the Argo Wilis Counter.

A few minutes later, Tirto returned.

"There's Trouble. The Argo Wilis train is said to have suffered damage, and is under repair."

Tirto directly provided information to us.

"So what, the solution he said?" I'm a little panicked.

"the schedule's changed. Delay two hours from now."

"Waduuh means two o'clock in the afternoon just left." Nuri Say.

Our train schedule is at 12:15.

If the delay is 2 hours, it means that at 14:15 we just left.

"Yes, that's how it looks." Tirto.

Well, it looks like we'll have to wait for the train a little longer.

***

At 12 noon.

The three of us took turns praying at the musholla station.

Tirto first the prayer. After he finished, replace me and Nuri who prayed. Tirto was in turn to keep our belongings in the waiting room.

Finally we all finished fulfilling our obligations as Muslims.

"There's still time for lunch." Tirto said while staring at his watch.

"Yes. Let's find a place to eat first." My heart is lightning fast.

My stomach is already very rumbling. From the morning just put in one loaf of bread plus egg ceplok. And now it's almost one o'clock in the afternoon. I'm really starving.

"So where are you going to eat?" Ask Tirto.

"That's all, that's close." Nuri pointed to the ready-to-eat chicken booth, which was not far from our waiting room.

"okay, man,. Ayoook!"

The three of us went in and ordered food.

Tirto ordered one package of burger king, 1 chicken, rice + Large glass of pepsi.

Nuri ordered 1 chicken, rice, a glass of mocca + ice cream.

I ordered 1 rice box yakiniku + big glass of mango float.

We sat down at a table and started enjoying the food.

Across our table, exactly in line with my seat position, some people were talking in English.

I glanced with my tail at them.

Three bule men. Two blondes, wearing T-shirts bearing the words DJOGJA. While one other person had black hair with a slick piece, wearing a plain white t-shirt.

It seemed like they were done with the food, but they were still engrossed in conversation.

Two blond-haired Caucasians asked more questions, while the white-haired Caucasian was seen to answer their questions more often.

Occasionally, the white bull-shirted bule, seemed to squeeze the nixxon camera in front of him. Maybe he's looking at his portrait.

From their conversation that was heard, it seemed like they were very impressed with Jogjakarta City. They expressed admiration for the beauty of the Palace of Jogja, Prambanan Temple is very exotic, and how fun it is to walk down the streets of Malioboro.

Suddenly the white bull-shirted man turned his head and looked at me. As if he knew that he was being watched.

I hurriedly looked away. I seriously enjoyed my food.

After eating, we returned to the waiting room.

But, before long we sat down, suddenly there was another announcement for passengers of the Argo Wilis Train.

Again, Tirto swiftly searched for information.

As soon as he comes,

"Trouble again,... " Say Tirto with a grimacing smile.

"Why else,..??"

"The Argo Wilis train can't leave."

"Haaah ??!!"

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Thank you for stopping by to read the Aisyah Love Verse novel.

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