Artha Diary

CHAPTER 3

Geck..Geck..Geck...

Enghs...

I slowly opened my eyes. The vegetables sounded knocking on the door. I washed my face and opened the door.

"Tha, it's raining. You're drying your clothes?" ask the hostess who knocked on my door.

"No mas" was still half conscious, I replied.

"OKs. Deh" then the resident next door left. I just realized, if I'm "JEMUR BEDECK".

I rushed out, and my bed was not too wet. In the wind for a while, it might get dry.

"Why forget about gini? I had not thought anything of it. Sad dah.", Ocehku to the wall.

Now that it's 16:00, I'd better take a shower first.

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Shower first gaes ..

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"Huaaaaaaaa suegeeeerrreee" I shouted as I now felt fresher.

I was confused, just pacing back and forth from the bed to the bathroom. It's still raining outside, I don't know when the rain is. Most importantly, my food reserves are still available.

I also ate a little bit of food. But it feels like there is less. I reopened the notebook, apparently no task whatsoever. And finally I remember, yesterday Hana gave me a phone number.

I looked up his whatsapp, his line, and finally showed up. I think I want to dance.

"Hana's funny huh.." I muttered while blushing embarrassedly.

I scoured his line account, and found an interesting post. Hana was talking about her childhood friend.

I finally sent a short message to Hana.

 

"Hai Hana, saveback huh"

 

I tremble, is this what is called being in love?

I waited about 5 minutes, but still my message was not read. So it's getting worse my heart.

Since I was tired of waiting, I finally opened the notebook earlier. I started studying the material today. This is how I am, if I am bored, I can only read the material. Or go to bed early.

Even though I'm a guy, I like to write. There is one book that no one else can read, my diary. The contents of the diary were only my complaints all this time looking for Al. Do you guys know? My childhood friend first.

I've been thinking, is Al looking for me too? or maybe even forget about me? I don't know either.

Crane..kring.kring...

Cellphone's ringing. Is it possible Hana?, I said in my heart. After I saw it, it was my mom.

~~ conversations in phone ~~

Mom: "Sir, how are you? College okay?"

Me: "Okay, my college is also good. I'm healthy. How mama? Mama Sama Papah must take care of health. Even though it's good here by itself, it's not lonely."

Me: "Beautiful friend, now great. Adek is not lonely because of a lot of friends, there are books, pillows, clothes, cabinets."

Mamah : "Duh, the son of mamah so single ngenes this mah. No girl wants to be the same? Adek is handsome, charming, idol mom-mom complex."

Me: "I refuse them all. I'm handsome, so I can find another one. Time in idol mom complex. What's wrong, mama nelfon?"

Mom: "Oh, I forgot my mom. Do you remember our old neighbor ? who has a daughter older than you by one year? they came back here. Last mamah nanya, his son did not look out, continued to say his mother he again studied in Jogja. It was semester 6. And he's at the same university as you. You know no?" (with kepo)

Me: "My beautiful mother, here girl is not she doang mamahhhhhh. The one from Bandung is also not he doanggg. Here a lot of cute girls. How is mama?"

Mom: "Who knows, right? you remember him, too, he remembers. Keep your approach and finally piupiu. dating hahahahah" (with teasing and teasing laughter).

Me : "Mah.." (flat tone)

Mom: "Oh yes, deck, yes. Mom wants to cook first. Do not forget to eat. Bye yeah. Bye dear."

Tut's..Tut's..Tut. (phone connection disconnected)

I : "Mamaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh why the phone is being turned off" (in a tone of annoyance and overflowing anger)

~~ end call ~~

"So mamah said that the newly moved neighbor had another girl in college in Jogja? Who is it about?(holding his chin). Why don't I get his name, you stupid idiot!" I muttered while patting the eel.

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It's getting late, I've had dinner. Since there was no assignment, I continued writing a diary. I actually like to write. Whatever happened yesterday, yesterday, today, I will write. What reason? I don't know either.

After writing, I have my own satisfaction. Maybe this hobby looks only for girls, but in fact men can. I wrote something like this in my diary because I couldn't trust anyone else as a place to complain.

Like I miss "Al", I have no friends to confide in, so I just use this diary to spill everything.

Back to the topic...

I was checking my phone, but the results were still nil. Hana didn't read my message, as busy as she couldn't even reply to my message? Is it possible because I'm a nobody Hana? that's why he didn't respond to me.

My poor self..

The time has shown at 22:10, the rain outside is still heavy and strong winds, even now there is a rumbling sound. I included notebooks for lectures as well as other companion books. I'm a guy, but I'm diligent, even though my style is a hehehehe...

I was walking near the window, the atmosphere outside was quiet. The air around it gets very cold. The smell of the soil in the rain is very soothing. I miss moments like this. Mama and Papah who always accompany me when it rains. The warmth of the family is priceless.

Nit..

The sound of my daydreams turned out to be a message from Edo, who said that he was absent for tomorrow because his father fell down the stairs.

I just read the message, again I expect a message from Hana that will not be reciprocated.

I lay on the bed. Recollecting memories of the past that have not been completed. Remembering Al's sweet smile, when I first met up to the tears from Al when he left me. Rain, deserted, is the best time to reflect back.

Without even knowing it, my eyes started to get heavy. I yawned so wide, my eyes were already glazed over. I pray for my sleep to be sound.

But still my eyes do not want to be closed, want to always be open.

What is it?, I murmured.

I got up, washed my face and washed my hands and feet. I turned on the fan with a gentle breeze. I prayed again, and closed my eyes.

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