Artha Diary
CHAPTER 1
I, Arthasya Malik, my friends always call me sadboy. Sounds ludicrous, but this nickname was obtained when I was looking for a girl from the past. During my stay in Bandung, those memories always haunted me. I never had a friend until he came. Every afternoon we play together, his smile makes me fall in love. Is 6 year old in love? it may sound silly, but the truth is. She accompanied me to play in the park, until she left me alone. Besides him, I don't want to have any more friends.
14 Years later, I left Bandung to cast his shadow. I chose Yogyakarta as a city of escape for college and job search. My parents disagreed, but I just wanted to find myself and avoid Bandung and all her memories.
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Every dawn, I exercise for fresh air. Jogja in the morning is very beautiful, so I am not wrong to choose this city as an escape. After circling the residential complex, I always stopped at the same place.
"Eh mas Artha, morning very mas jognya ?" asked Mang Ono, my porridge master.
"Yes nih mang, mumpung earlier wake to hehehe. Usual yes mang, a serving without crackers!" I said.
"Good mas handsome, hehehe" Mang Ono replied with a laugh.
Not long after, my order chicken porridge was already served in plain sight. I can't wait to eat it too.
"Mang, the porridge is 3, wrapped huh?" said the buyer.
Degs....
"I feel familiar with this voice, have you heard where?" I muttered while feeding the porridge.
"This is neng, so all of them are eighteen thousand" said Mang Ono.
"This is mang, more for mamang only" said the girl.
"Thank you so much for Mira"
"Sama-sama mang" (Mira smiled at Mang Ono)
I just realized, that voice belongs to the girl! Yeah I just remembered it. Now I eat fast.
"This is the money, the change is for mamang" I said, handing over ten thousand.
"Oh yes mang, inget the name of the girl was not mang?" ask me while looking for information about the girl.
"Oh neng Mira's. He's been mamang's subscription since then. If not wrong, the name is Hana Almira tea" said Mang Ono while remembering.
Bresss....
Suddenly it rained down hard.
"Ok thanks mang. I want to go ahead" I said.
"Be careful, Artha is raining, the road is slippery" and I replied with a nod.
"Hana Almira's..
This name belongs to a girl in my childhood. Ah the rain is getting heavy.I have to hurry home to go to college" I murmured.
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"Finally, when the rain is no longer heavy" I said with a sigh of relief.
It's still 06:45 and my lecture starts at 08:00. While waiting for the rain to subside, I will clean up my room that looks messy.
15 Minutes later...
I rushed to my hostel. Waiting for my beloved ojol to pick me up. The distance to the campus is only 15 minutes.
I walk leisurely to class. While enjoying music from HP using headphones and enjoying the smell of the land exposed to rain.
Bruck...
"Sorry, sorry again. I'm in a hurry" he said, bowing.
"Oh yes gapapa. I was wrong too, hehehe" I said as I stood up and cleaned my pants.
(Taking out a handkerchief) "this is why just take my handkerchief. Oh yes mas, I am Hana Almira, masnya can call me Hana or Mira even Al kayak my childhood friend (in a soft voice), hehehe" said Hana.
I slowly looked towards him. The face was similar to her, the little girl 14 years ago.
"Mas.mas....mass.don't daydream" he said, waving his hand in front of my face.
"Ah yes sorry Al" I was knocked.
"Sorry you called me, Al? Oh, what's your name?" he asked me to avoid awkwardness.
"Oh um I'm Artha. Arthasya Malik" I'm the one who annals myself in front of him.
"Is she Artha my little friend? heums..." Hana muttered softly until Artha did not listen.
"Oh, let's go to class. Today I have morning class." take me to Hana.
"Oh yeah, can I have your phone number? Who knew I could play." I bargained with a smile.
"Um can do it. Get your phone" Hana said excitedly.
After my phone was filled in Hana's phone number, I paid first to go to class. And Hana will continue to travel to the rectorate building to meet with one of the employees there.
This morning, it became a start to look for information about Al (the little girl) to Hana Almira. If you think their names are almost similar, and again, they called the word 'little friend'.
"Ah I think this is the beginning for an approach with Hana. Hopefully, I can get something out of it" I prayed before heading to class.
I accelerated my footsteps to the classroom.
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