
Cipaganti, Bandung, 1999
Tonight the Goddess remembered her friendship with Uge. The only man who managed to invite him to the mosque, besides his father on Eid. The only man who speaks of God, other than his religious teacher. Those two things alone are enough to make Uge have the strongest differentiation compared to the crowd of Dewi fans, so it deserves a special place in his heart.
The feeling of the Goddess is indeed only understandable by people who are deep in Einstein's 'Relativity Theory', which says that the speed and time of motion of an object is relative or dependent on the observer's review.
For the first observer, they will say the Goddess is too fast to fall in love, just know for a while already smitten. As for other observers, they will say the Goddess had waited a very long time to find the right person to love, the meeting was the fruit of the tree of patience waiting. You agree more with which observer.
This rain makes the air temperature cooler. Dewi took her sweater so that her togetherness with the computer remains intertwined, she needs time-killing activities because Uge who has not yet contacted her. The goddess smiled occasionally remembering the chatter as Uge drove her home.
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"What does marriage mean to you?" ask Uge.
The goddess did not immediately reply, she glanced at Uge with slightly raised eyebrows, she felt strange with the leap of the discussion theme that should be spoken of by those who had established a special closeness.
“The question is weird huh? Just want to research, let's know the viewpoint of women about marriage,” said Uge ngeles.
"Oh that. How can you answer, think of dating never," replied Dewi.
"Wah kasian them, almost one campus wants to deketin you, you know" said Uge.
“One campus? So excessive! If one campus, it means you are also included, the proof is not," said Dewi.
“I am not, but other than me, you could say, this one campus wants to do you,” said Uge.
“Kalo said one campus remains excessive, yes, but there are indeed one-two people who snedeketin. Well that, I am comfortable chatting with you, maybe because you do not have hidden intentions,” said Dewi.
“Who said? Originally there was no hidden intention, but because I was also comfortable chatting with you, now I have the intention,” said Uge.
“Hah? Want to be a girlfriend?” ask the goddess not to believe.
“No! Ge er really nih son,” said Uge.
“Hahaha, this is what makes me smile, chat with you is complete, heavy discussion is okay, the rickshaw is also exciting,” said Dewi.
“I do not have the intention to date, but I want to invite you to marry,” said Uge. His face looked serious.
“Hahahaha,” Goddess laughs amusedly.
“That's right, if I'm serious people even laugh,” said Uge, his face remains serious.
“Angga, yes already, yuk now to the house, tell my father you want to sleep,” said Dewi while laughing.
“I'm serious,” said Uge.
“I'm also serious, hihihi,” sahut Dewi.
The goddess seeks truth in Uge's face. Uge's facial expression was the same as when he spoke seriously explaining the existence of God, the Goddess stopped laughing, he now believes, Uge is serious.
Dewi's heart suddenly skipped a beat, his cheeks suddenly met red, his tongue suddenly felt unable to speak.
Suddenly the sound of a car horn was heard, a car approached Uge and Dewi who were on the sidewalk of the road. The man in the car opened the glass.
"Maap Neng, Mang Asep came here. You see, the father called Mang Asep, he said Neng could not be left alone, his condition was not safe. You tell Mang Asep to pick up Neng, all of you pick up Mom in Gerlong," said Mang Asep, Dewi's driver.
The goddess looked at Uge, she looked like she still wanted to be with Uge. Uge did not want his existence to complicate Mang Asep, he approached the car window, "assalamualaikum, Mang Asep, I Angga campus friend Dewi."
"Waalaikumsalam, waduh maap nih, Mang Asep so not good, disrupt the event of young people," said Meng Asep.
"Nothing about Mang Asep. Dewi, you go home just like Mang Asep, do not make your father worry," said Uge while opening the car door for Dewi.
"Female, you go yuk! Let me acquaintance with my parents," invited Dewi from the car.
"From Mang Asep's story, the situation again is not right. God willing we keep talking on the phone," said Uge while closing the car door.
"Promise yes, I'll wait for the phone. You be careful on the road" said Dewi from inside the car.
"Yes you too, my future friend, assalamualaikum," Angga seduced, Goddess smiled, her white cheeks reverberated red.
The car left Uge by the side of the road, he saw the Goddess from the dark glass of the car continue to look at him while waving his hand, Uge replied to him.
In fact until ten o'clock at night, Uge did not call Dewi. Fatigue forced the Goddess to stop her activities to go to bed. The Goddess had grabbed her thick blanket but her mind was still wandering, it seemed that she needed a time machine that could swallow the night in order to meet Uge immediately.
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If the Goddess needs a time machine, let alone Widi. It has been a month he passed the time without Uge. Every night he hopes his chat box appears a sentence from Uge even though he knows Uge is not in Bandung.
It turns out that elsewhere there is the most need for a time machine, Uge. But this time he did not want to go to the future, instead he wanted to go back to the afternoon to prevent himself from approaching the Goddess. Uge felt very guilty, because of the mood, he spread hope to two women like a Don Juan.
After considering many things, Uge decided to return to love only Widi, but he would not frankly tell Widi his mistakes, he said, he fears Widi instead supports his relationship with Dewi who is in the same year, although Widi once said the relationship he and Dewi never existed in its history, but Uge knows Widi doesn't want Uge to spend five years waiting for him either.
For the Goddess, Uge realized her mistake was too great to forgive, but Uge did not want the Goddess to have a deeper disappointment, he planned to meet the Goddess to speak directly and apologize, she said, that's why Uge didn't call Dewi.
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