Among Thousand Journeys

Lina

“But full of you must cut your hair, you cut your long hair, would you?”

ask Mr. Sugeng again while looking at my long hair and I tie it to

back with rubber.

“Ah, if the terms are yes do not need to be la

sir.” I said heavy,,,

“Lho really so, la what is difficult to cut hair, just take it to the salon, cut it is finished, ndak

sick.” said Mr. Sugeng joking.

“Yes not that problem sir, but this is there

means by myself.” I said give up.

“What do you mean by yourself? La if you cut and look neat, also definitely add handsome.”

said Mr. Sugeng ngojok-ojoki,

“That sir mending don't have to work me, just me,

rather than being told to haircut.”, I replied rather numel. He is full of weird, even though in my natural mind, it is actually legitimate if the work of the store waiter must be neat.

“Lagian I also don't have a neat shirt sir, pants also se blongsong this aja, which has been torn here and there so don't do if the conditions are strange, later followed even more strange.” I said make an excuse.

“Ya already if so later did not say the same sir

Joko, the owner of the brick shoes store.”, Mr. Sugeng passed by while patting my shoulder, telling me to

back to my work.

“Ian searched mbak Lina..” said Edi after me.

I got to the store where I used to be

hang out.

“Lina who? I don't know.” I said indifferently.

“That's Lina who has a boutique over there.., “kata Edi nambahin.

“Ah I don't know, shy ah..” I replied

while sitting in a chair and make a regular TTS each

the store is guarded to spend ordinary time

used to write TTS, and I also follow

avid, like time does not feel fast

passed when used TTS.

“You have the name Febrian?” ask for voice

sweet behind me.

“I looked too, and I saw a beautiful girl

yellow, with shoulder hair, and

the fragrance of flowers sows, so breath a minute, and her face is indeed very beautiful, according to the size of me who is a village person, also her skin is smooth

shiny, like a regular milk bath, her lips thinly polished lipstick natural color, her eyebrows neatly arranged in harmony with a small nose bangir and cute beautiful eyes.

For a moment I was stunned, yes understand me like looking at aja dolls, understand people

villages.

“He-eh, ”my answer without experience. He's salting

her hands.

“Known me Lina...” he said still in a melodious voice. At least melodious according to my ears, which have been rubbed by demons, I shake

her hands, hm..a very smooth like a doll.

Like a strong ndak, frankly my shadow

everywhere, no need to be hypocritical,

frankly, I've never shaken hands

as smooth as it is, this time the hands are never used for work, and in soak the same henbody overnight,

So very subtle, yes that's according to my prejudices.

“Yuuk play to my boutique.” he said without bases-

stale, well if attacked directly without any shade aling-aling kayak gini I even keki.

“Anu.. mbak.. uh. ak. I'll work later.

scolded sir Sugeng.” I said looking for an excuse

henceforth.

Some if the girl is too pretty I become a bit cringetan cold, somehow kok that, even though if near ama granny is not up to cringetan, but, this is if near the girl a little above my shadow dose about a beautiful girl so cringetan ndak koruan, gubuh, I don't know.

“Udah ndak papa, om Sugeng is good to me, ndak will be nothing,” he added

cornered me.

“Ya has Yan there already..” said Edi from afar and.

“Ehm..how ya.... later I play to.

sana mbak..” I said, deliberately calling mbak, mbak,

to create distance.

“Bener lo yes.. later play, beware if not..”

he said as it passed.

I'm sorry, while pretending to be busy arranging shoes.., pardon so keki kayak gini all wrong, all right,

Frankly, if in the count less added, times for, grogiku to a beautiful girl not because less pedenya me, but more

focused on the same dream, which

often come to my subconscious,

an old man with a bald head and a body

fat, with his wibawaknya face

shrinking my nyaliku, the old man always reminded me, don't hang out too much with beautiful women, you know,

Because that is your main god, do not fall into a false favor that has no value, which will collapse the level you make. That's what the old man said,

I understand what that means but I'm also an ordinary man. Who are interested in the opponent

kind, and interest is natural, at least

according to the mind of defense against nafsuku,

I'm looking for justification for answers

the question in the corner of every man's heart is true, heh real man? Where is it really judged from? My soul

sparred.

What's wrong with women? Why

woman ordeal? I'm not a saint? Crowded

ask in the heart. That's the devil's dialogue and

the angels.

That night the shop as usual closed at ten o'clock at night, me and my two friends Edi same Ikhrom also walked out of the plaza, but arrived at

the courtyard, an avanza car stopped in front of us,

“Mbak Lina..” said Edi quietly beside me,

indeed the car glass is open, and it appears as though the face of ayu, which has made me worry.

“Come in.!” he said lightly and melodiously, the three of us were silent, nothing was wrong, yes maybe we are too poor people, let alone

take a fancy car, touch it

dare, because you may often see the car

luxury that if touched continues to be the sound of the tit

tit-tit, it's a fuss, we don't touch it

later sounds, it might be too ndeso thoughts huh?

Well at least that's probably one of the thoughts of

700 Thoughts that passed through the brains of the three of us, I two of my friends thought otherwise I don't know, but I prefer simple thoughts,

I don't want to get in trouble, or run for the door

towards the appropriateness of the path of thought, the burden added, perhaps from the most simple thinking person, I am probably the one who is most looking for the easiest and most non-existent mind, not afraid of being burdened with the mind, though,

But afraid to waste time,

and in the afterlife every breath of mine

questionable, then I have to explain every time I pass, ah how complicated, and how long. Simple is my way of thinking, if

according to others njlimet yes I want to say

whahuh?

“Come..!” lina said again.

“Kok even on bengong.” the Edi scratching

chief, Ikhrom I lyrically with a little smile

aja, open her lips that are indeed black since the sono,

I want to style what, also do not want, also I think it is useless, then I was spoiled, smiling not, let alone scratching, because there is no reason to scratch, because there is no reason to scratch, no one is itching, forced to stay alone, or not forced, or not,

But it was my orok carrier, chuckle, no matter what, but finally we got into the car too, not knowing who started to enter and not knowing who gave the command, yes obviously the three of us were already in the car, I was the same Ikhrom in the back seat while Edi was sitting in front of Lina.

And the car was running, I saw Ikhrom's face on

my side looked tense but stooped

smile, but I'm normal, what a tension

who is sprayed on Ikhrom's face because of riding this luxury car or because of the car driven by the beautiful and rich girl Lina? Or for some other reason, I didn't ask, and no......

Seriate....