Animal Sacrifice For Mother
18. A New Guitar
Rahman grateful. Although the Muttaqillah pact tore up the answer sheet, it can still get the rights because the GPA (Commulative Achievement Index) obtained is above the standard average value of scholarship holders. Only, Rahman's semester value decreased slightly from the previous semester's value.
Doni was also pleased to hear from the campus about the scholarships that had been transferred to the accounts of each recipient. In addition, Doni is also happy because the semester value this time has increased quite significantly. Although still not exceeding the semester value of his best friend.
The light of the moon was shining all over the city. The reflection of the light featured a tree sillouette, housing, also clarified the shadows. There are no clouds as a barrier. The moon is perfectly round. Really, a beautiful full moon. Too beautiful to miss.
Sitting on the porch of his best friend's house, Rahman can't wait. Doni said it was only five minutes, but it's been fifteen. What made Doni change his clothes for so long? Doni is a man, not a woman.
Rahman murmuring. What would happen if his best friend's dream was truly realized? Maybe a President can appreciate the people, while to appreciate his own time alone can not? Then amazed. Once again Rahman looked upon the beauty of the creation of the Most Beautiful.
“How do you think my brother? This is the new Doni.”
Rahman. Then laugh. Doni spent fifteen minutes just looking like Vino G. Bastian's? Looky. The clothes used actually show the folds of her distended stomach. Down a little, the trousers worn were very tight. According to Rahman, Doni is more fitting if you look like Saykoji.
Whatever. Doni doesn't care. He was comfortable with his new appearance. And Rahman was forced to give up rather than walk to a shopping mall.
Along the way, their discussion can not be separated from the new appearance of a Doni. Rahman felt that Doni should think again before solidifying his heart to look like that. Doni remains consistent because he feels fit with his new appearance. Debate is inevitable. Although now they have entered one of the mobile phone stores in the largest shopping center in the provincial city.
The heated debate between Rahman and Doni stalled. Rahman focused on staring at the rows of smartphones of various brands and types that are deliberately displayed in the storefront. They look. Haven't voted. Not long. Doni gave advice by pointing to one of the leading smartphones on display at the front. Rahman was not interested. He knew, the type of smartphone was produced by a large company owned by Steve Jobs. The price is too expensive. After all, in the hands of a student, such a smartphone does not achieve its maximum function. In fact, it is more likely to be a prestige fighting tool.
After passing various considerations, Doni finally agreed with the choice of Rahman who prefers to buy a smartphone that if his brand is spoken, just like the pronunciation of instant noodles. After leaving the store after paying a certain amount of money using a debit card.
“So buy guitar?”
Still in the super-luxury building area. Doni leads his best friend around. Swirling. Leaves a trail almost in every inch of that white ceramic floor. Dependent lights. Like a moon in a room.
Contented around. Get off the escalator. Sometimes passing dozens of stairs. There are many shops with different displays. Doni invites Rahman to fulfill his wish. Buy a new guitar for Arif.
“Driven! Not pulled.”
Doni shifts Rahman's body. His look was a little underestimating. Rahman smiles. Watching his teeth. In fact, he was already used to such door models. But this time, he was less focused. Probably because he was too busy fiddling with his new smartphone. So that he ignored the word ‘Push’ which is clearly attached to the middle side of the door edge.
Now, they have entered a fairly large music outlet. The combination of interior design with the display of musical instruments looks harmonious. On some parts of the wall are posters of world-class musicians such as Bob Dylan, The Beatles, Queen, and Gun ‘N Roses. There are also legendary Indonesian musicians in the class of Koes Plus, Panbers, Slank, Boomerang, and do not miss the musician who kak Arif consider as musicians without generations, Iwan Fals.
Although large, Rahman and Doni do not need to go around to be able to find the musical instrument they are looking for. All the guitar brands are neatly displayed right next to the entrance. The model is also different.
Confusion arises. One question infiltrated through the hair crevices of the two teenagers. Keep entering until it penetrates the scalp. It boils down to both parts of the brain. Which guitar to buy for Arif? They don't really understand the guitar.
Calm. Armed with high self-confidence. Doni approached one of the employees of the music store. Rahman's shoulders moved up. Then come down again. He did not understand where the confidence of a Doni came from. Though his new appearance impressed a little imposing. Saykoji. Bastians.
What makes Rahman can not help but laugh is when Doni sound pretentious claiming to be a guitarist and have a band. His name is merchant, just nod. Importantly their merchandise sold. Doni's problem is claiming to be a guitarist, have a band, or maybe claim to be The Bestest Guitarist he doesn't care.
Finally, Rahman followed the advice of the music store employee. He bought an American-made acoustic guitar, the Gibson SG. Although he was not entirely sure the guitar was an American manufacturer. If yes, the basic material is most likely from Indonesia. I don't know. Rahman and Doni would rather go home soon than argue about a problem they both don't know much about.
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