Be aground

Among the Choices

I left the station after the train carrying Runa completely disappeared from sight. The atmosphere of the station was also starting to fade. Not many passengers passed around the station.

The smell of coffee and butter from the baker's stall tempted my smell, asking my stomach to shout, reminding me that this afternoon has not been filled. I could never resist the smell of freshly cooked bread.

I set my foot on one of the stalls just off the exit, bought two slices of coffee-flavored bread and a bottle of mineral water. At least it can prop up my stomach in protest, before the quiz with adequate food.

Once outside the station area, the traffic jam greeted me again. Bandung is no longer a comfortable place at the end of the week. Every corner of this city will be filled with cars with license plates outside the city.

I always thought, what are they looking for from a place that has become a subscription to this jam, but everyone has different tastes. Maybe for me there is nothing interesting from a place filled with congestion in every corner, but for others it may be a satisfaction in itself to enjoy a weekend in this cool airy city.

While engrossed in a tangled mind due to traffic jams, my phone vibrated. I wish Runa had called, told me she was missing. Ha-ha is a bit more indeed, his name is also a new person soan.

Without seeing who called, I pressed the button on the headset that had been stuck in my ear.

"Hello."

"Jun, where else?" greet the sound of a crypreng across the connection, the voice of Dimas one of my closest friends.

"Again Runa?" continued.

"No, why?" many wonder.

"Gue's afraid to bother, he-he," he said.

"What do you want to do?" I asked still in a curious tone.

"Obviously, you want to jump on the DOTA," Dimas's cry seemed to ruffle my eardrums.

"Others in my house, I'm lazy everywhere jammed gini," I said.

"Yes, that's what we mean, Mah. At home you're his wifi fast, he-he," kekeh Bima.

My close friends in the department are most happy to play online games at home. The main reason is because of the internet connection.

"Yes, you go first. Ask me to open the same door Mr. Karsa, afraid I will be late in the street."

"OK, man, Bro. I'm walking to your house."

"Who is coming?"

"Regular ... I, Riko, Apeng is Cuplis."

The four of them are still staying close to home. There are some who say they are still friends with me just because they use the facilities in my house, but I don't care. At least they are the ones who often accompany me to spend the weekend or when not with Runa. His name is also single, so comfort each other.

Almost an hour and a half I was stuck in traffic on Pasupati street. A trip that I should be able to travel in half an hour if smooth, so much longer. Fortunately, I had bought some bread, so I could have a little bumped up my boisterous stomach.

Mr. Karsa, as usual, rushed to open the gate when my car docked and greeted me with a friendly greeting.

"Sore, Aden. Aden's friends have come" he said.

"Oh-iya Sir. Thank you." Thank you."

Entering the car port area, Dimas and Riko's motor matic are neatly lined up there.

"Naah, the host has finally come," Cuplis cheered as she watched my face emerge from behind the door.

"That's a long time, Bro. Where'd you come from?" asked Riko who was filling her glass from a dispenser near the kitchen.

"Abis from the station," I said briefly, looking for something in the kitchen cabinet to muffle the demo stomach.

"You guys are eating? I want to make spaghetti, not to?" I bargained for the horde that was busy spending the rest of the snacks on the middle room table.

"Yes, his name is given, whatever sikaat," said Cuplis.

"Gue help deh, I'm not happy to stay eating," said Riko.

"When did you have a manner?" my gelak.

He usually eats just like everyone else.

"Gue wants an interrogation, lo," he replied half in a whisper.

"Make?" I don't know where Riko's talking is going.

"How to shoot Runa yesterday." Riko raised her eyebrows with a wide grin.

"Why do you want to know? You told me to shoot yesterday."

"Gue also again deketin girls, model like Runa as well," he whispered.

"Woi, what are you doing together on whispers? Do not take lo taro poison alone in the food ntar," cried Cuplis from the front room. Indeed, the position is faced with the kitchen, so immediately visible all activities in the kitchen.

"Where is the child?" ask me to be curious about the girl in Riko's assessment.

Although this is a single child, actually he is not because no one has a crush, but all this time he always said he had not intended to make a date.

"The son of Fikom, just moved to my boarding house this month," he said while cutting onions, occasionally he wiped his eyes that were caused by the syn-propanethial-S-oxide gas released by the cooking spice.

"Tumbens?"

Riko stopped the activity of cutting onions, as if thinking. Then he said, "I don't know why, just squirming him I was suddenly groggy."

"Not usually?"

Looks like my friend this one is really in the heat. Not typical of him who gets groggy when dealing with a girl.

"Well, there it is. I want it to be the same. How do you like Runa?" he continued his onion cutting activity.

"Gue used to love Runa. So all this time I don't want to date, yes because my heart does make Runa," kekehku. It was a little amused to also hear that sentence coming out of my own mouth.

"Eh, seriously? When is it coming from?"

"From SMP."

"Eh .. bucin* also lo!" ledek.

"Yee, that's not bucin, but principled," I said throwing a few pieces of spaghetti.

"Yes, it's a thin difference," he said still with a sticky face.

"Yes, what is your assessment, which is clear I am not bucin," I murmured. This is the child's intention to ask for an opinion on what to be literate.

"Keep, how do I get it, huh?" the question is more like a murmur.

"If the type is like Runa, you make it comfortable. Don't look at you again pdktnya," I said a little advice.

"How?"

"Yes, say hello he's ordinary, pretend minjem what cake it is. Uh, but instead you ask for my advice anyway. Kan lo more understand how ngadepin girls," said me as if realized that I do not have much experience dealing with women.

"And I've told you, this is an aura girl not rich girl that I used to know," he said as if laughing.

"Are you sure it's a real girl?" chortled.

"Yee, you mean the commoner girl of that subtle creature?" he said with an angry face.

In the end, Riko's intention to ask for an opinion to approach his argument only led to arguments against each other.

"Yok, on fuel first, a new battle!" I shouted after the spaghetti bolognese sauce had finished cooking.

Not until a matter of minutes, the results of my cooking have moved to the hull of my friends. Either my cooking was really good, or just because they were starving. Only they know.

By half-time my team lost. Unlike usual, they prefer to stop. After spending a few packets of snacks that I served, they went home. Back home atmosphere becomes quiet.

If it's this alone, Runa again monopolized my mind. Though it is common, if he is with his mother he prefers to turn off his phone, but there is no harm also I send him one message only.

After sending Runa whatsapp messages, I tried to kill the sudden boredom. Open old photo files with Runa. There's a lot we've been through for eight years. Runa from the past her face had not changed much.

Her cheeks are still chubby with dimples as the sweetener. Only the bangs are changed models, if the bangs used to be flat models now side bangs. Moreover, there were no other changes visible from Runa.

Tired of looking through the old photos, I finally decided to go to sleep. Instead of treating the sense of kangen see the photo of Runa, which is even more aggravating.

My phone shook as I was trying to sleep. I wanted to ignore it, but the curiosity was greater, so my hand finally took the flat object from the bedside table.

I was suddenly excited when I saw Runa's contact on the screen. Tumben he's not asleep. After replying to each other's messages, I finally typed in, [Have a nice sleep my sunshine 😘].

As soon as the message was sent, I suddenly felt ashamed of myself reading my writing.

My God, is it true that Riko said, if I suddenly became a bucin since the same time as Runa, I said.

Sure enough, my message just became Runa's laughingstock. She is not the kind of girl who likes to be flooded with sweet words. I covered my face in embarrassment, as if Runa was laughing with a crisp laugh in front of me.

Ah, fool with shame. What is clear is that at this time I am happy, sometimes people who are happy like to do stupid things, right?

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Note for those who do not know 😉:

*Bucin \= Slave of Love