Amarial; Ideal Type
Who's Icha's friend?
Actually Ammar who just came home from work is very lazy if he has to be bothered by his sister's business, not because of tired or not dear to his sister, but because of his brother, it's just that all Icha affairs almost never exist ‘just a few seconds’.
Nor does Ammar not know that all girls are like that, Hell! he even very memorized the character of each ex if he had gathered together with friends ‘-game’-but indeed as a man Ammar tends to be impatient if you have to waste time just to gossip with each other. Not that he as a man never gossip or talk about favorite things, but what makes him inexhaustible is the habit of ‘the girls who like to gossip anytime and anywhere’.
Just imagine, you purposely met your friend at the cafe to gossip, then when you get home and you get home you'll still be gossiping –tentanya via mobile or social media - and what's even more amazing is that you and she are classmates at the school who even used to gossip all day at school. So, try telling Ammar how to drag his little brother who didn't see his nose after half an hour ago he told this one brother to come and pick him up.
“Hah! His phone could not even be reached. What the hell does this spoiled kid want!” Ammar got out of his car with his cell phone in his hand and the annoyance in his other hand.
The cafe where his sister studied this time was relatively small and simple when compared to other places his sister used to hang out. When Ammar went inside he even only saw a few tables and fewer visitors who were enjoying the afternoon with a relaxed – which obviously Ammar was more upset because he did not see his sister anywhere.
With a steady upset move Ammar headed towards the cashier to immediately clarify where his annoying sister was. Ammar's noisy presence became so striking in the small, quiet cafe. Some college girls who are used to stopping by a cheap cafe near the campus immediately paid full attention to the figure of a tall, unfamiliar man who was talking to the cashier somehow.
While at the cashier Ammar is trying to suppress all his frustrations to the level that is most tolerable according to him. However, the cashier in front of him was unresponsive. She had already asked if her sister was here about half an hour ago,– of course assuming that the cashier did not know her sister she mentioned her sister's traits, but all the cashier did was look at him with a stern expression. Ammar was really almost frustrated after realizing his efforts were in vain. With the vexation already on the surface he went in the direction that showed the restroom to calm down first. He noticed that toilets for men and women were not separated by bulkheads or anything –maybe because this is just a small cafe so the toilet facilities are also inadequate - thought Ammar.
When going to wash his face Ammar was surprised because who would have thought it turned out to be the cause of his frustration was now in the same sink and was washing his hands. Ammar who felt finding the object of his frustration finally loudly said
“What are you doing deck? Uda know tell brother pick up spit-cheap, brother's turn already nyampe you even relax here and answer the phone!”
Icha who was also surprised to see her brother was in the toilet and yelled at him reflexively replied saying in a loud voice.
“Apaan sak, Icha people just go to the toilet for a while, this is also finished. Hape Icha emang lowbatt so that's why Icha call brother engga tau.”
Ammar, of course, is still upset no matter what the reason his sister presents. He almost scolded again as someone else walked out of the previously closed room. Ammar initially did not pay much attention to the person, because his goal was now clearly scolding his brother who liked to argue.
“Icha again dapet menstruation the first day of mas, he had a stomachache since earlier and it turns out that he leaked as well. That's why he called the mas so he could pick her up.” The voice that interrupted the quarrel of Amar and his sister was spoken with quiet intonation, but somehow both Ammar and Icha knew that the person who spoke to them was upset.
Ammar did not say anything to his sister, he turned his head and found a pale-skinned girl looking at him with frowning eyebrows.
In contrast to the reaction of her dazed sister Icha quickly stretched her arms happily giving gestures ready to hug the pale girl earlier. Who would have thought that girl was avoiding him.
“Go home soon! If you have more stomach pain I do not want to help you again.” The girl's eyebrows were still frowning.
Ammar silently watched. Since no one moved out of the toilet, the girl spoke uneasily
“Excuse me, I say goodbye first. It's night, and Icha till later.”
Finally Ammar also rushed to drag Icha and went to their car. After the two entered and began the journey, Ammar could not stop being curious.
“That's who? Why not so friendly? How do you call him sister?”
Icha that bete –because emang all girls bete fit again menstruation-just answer, “Temen”
“Emang she met you in college? But you guys are that age?”
“Iya.” Bete added because he just inget his phone lowbatt.
“Ooh..... continue you with her group work just now? How come you are just scolded by him, the feeling that your angry brother will be angry back.”
“What the hell brother?! It's mute, please!” add kesel kan Icha because her brother kepo really. Ammar shut up.
Icha connect the charger to the car for charging, continue to check if it turns out there are 13 missed calls from her brother. Feeling guilty Icha more calmly answered her brother's question
“He's my senior. His college is a teacher, already 4th semester, just because many of my students who pass the High School exam on learning English with him, just like him, and really good at making a paper or essay essay that I ask for help to him. Eh, it turns out the guy is really good. So I like the same sister Maria.”
“Then it was so good, kayak jutek that really!”
“Ya, brother where can directly judge that, brother just met! Did I say he was friendly? Reluctant right? He did that when he just met! But if you already know, hah being asked please what must helpin.”
They stopped because of the red light
“Yes if it is good one package; friendly, soft, cheap smile, polite, not rude. That's a really good name. Complete package. If you can, then cook pinter. Uh, mantep tuh, dream is the tree.”
The traffic lights go back green and they walk again.
“Iihhhh. Can't really differ where good, really sincere as soft front doang. Studying psychology dong. Sister Maria is not a smiley person here. Gatel really like ex-sister. Disgust all, make me want to vomit.”
Ammar who already knows that his sister never likes his ex-girls can only be diem. Surprised he is the same Icha, how can any of his many ex none of them fit. Even though according to Amar himself, the ideal type has exceeded the standard. Beautiful, pinter (ammar does not like beautiful girls who are bego), friendly, sweet if a smile, even some of them are really good at cooking (because Ammar always likes the same girls who can cook).
But none of them can escape the standardization of the Icha style. Be most of them ask to break up because you can face Icha who jutek abis and always nosy with them. Ammar himself can only resign if they have asked to break up, do you think Amar will beg you to not be cut off? Don't be yeah. No way, big no.
