Be aground

Rain Sign

The cold air of the city of Bandung blew in between the air holes of the room. Makes me even more tightly roll the blanket. The digital clock on the wall shows the number 04.25. Soon the dawn of dawn reverberates, the alarm clock will scream wake up. But the cold makes you lazy to get out of the blanket.

Sure enough, not long after the roll of the blanket tightly wrapped around my body, the dawn azan mumbled melodious. Waking up souls who are still dying in the arms of dreams. A few minutes later, the alarm clock screamed loudly. With a heavy heart, I bid farewell to my warm blanket.

After the dawn prayer, my eyes were really fresh. I was thinking of continuing my dream after praying. It turns out that my body can not be invited to laze ala rebahan.

I better continue the song cover project that was delayed yesterday because it accompanied Riko overnight Sunday. Just coming out of the room, my nose caught an omelette-smelling scent from the kitchen. Wonder where this smell comes from.

Curiosity led me down the stairs located across the room door. To be honest there was a feeling of fear as well, considering at home there was no one at all.

Once stepped on the last step of the stairs, in the kitchen located next to the stairs, a woman was seen who was engrossed in cooking in front of the stove.

"Mom?" call me.

"Eh, are you awake, honey?" My mother turned to face me.

"When do you come home? How can you not wake me up?" I sat in the bar chair facing my mother.

"Looks like mama's home at twelve. Mr. Karsa said you also came home a little late. So mama is afraid to bother you," mama said as she placed a plate of hot omelets complete with mashed potatoes in front of me.

The money is really tempting. Mama is the most champion if the business of pampering the stomach. Without waiting for my mother to tell me to eat, I immediately ate the dish in front of me.

"Slow down, Jun," protested mama putting a glass of warm milk next to my plate.

"Au haper angel, Ma," I said with my mouth full.

"Hey, where are you. Mouth full so even talking," mama scolded, patting my arm softly.

"Sorry, Ma. Abis laper really," I regretted after the food in my mouth moved to the stomach.

"What did you eat last night?" My mother sat beside me.

"Burning rice in Punclut." I put the spoon and fork on an empty plate, because all the contents moved into my stomach.

"Well, weekly night?" seductive mama.

"Yes, you could say so," kekehku remembers the face of Riko who yesterday was fond of inviting me along.

"Same Runa?"

"No, Ma. Runa again to Jakarta, to her mother's place."

I suddenly miss that dimpled girl.

"Whose weekly night are you? Don't usually want to go out on a week's day." Mama's probing voice began to sharpen, even the look in her eyes forced me to tell stories.

"Si Riko, Ma. He asked me to make the same path. Wear the show beguilement anyway," my kekeh.

"Oo .. kirain who's the same."

"Keep, mama, how come home soon? Didn't you say you wanted a week in Solo?"

"Don't your mom come home soon?" Mom's face pouted.

"Oh my God, Mama. Why is sensi gini. I was surprised that there was an omelette smell in the kitchen. Where early in the morning. Fortunately, the brave mama's son, if you don't already tremble on top of mah, Ma," I said.

"Ha-ha, I'm sorry Jun. Mama has been prejudiced badly with my handsome son," said mama pinching anxious cheek.

"Adaw! Mama ih, her son has been bakotan gini still treated like a child," I protested, rubbing cheeks that felt hot due to the pinching of the mother.

"Yes-yes. Mama's son is already bujang. Mama is not the only woman in Juna's heart, yes," said mama slowly.

"Until any time, your position will never slide in my heart, Mam. Don't be so sad," my entertainer showed off a big smile.

"Thank you, honey," said the gentle mama. Brushed my cheek for a while like I already did. "When I had an appointment with a client this morning, my mom stayed, yes" she said.

"OK, Mum. I'd like to continue recording."

Mama got up from the bar chair, about to pick up a used dinner plate.

"Let me wash, Mam." I held the hand of my mother who was about to lift the empty plate in front of me.

"Uhm, okay. Thanks, Honey." My mother left me alone, in the kitchen.

***

Finished cleaning the food utensils, I rushed towards the top floor. I took my phone in the room. Checking incoming messages. No message from Runa.

Huft, why am I being this possessive, I wrote in my heart.

There are some messages coming in, from Riko.

Why else would this kid. Must be talking about Leona again. Hope this time good news.

05.30: [Jun, do you have a ga event today?] inscribed.

This must be Leona's problem again. It's good that this girl's influence is for Riko. Regularly at this hour he's still out of his way. Or even he could not sleep because of the thought continues.

06.00 :[No. Why?]

He seemed to be waiting for a reply from me.

06.00: [Gue to your house, yes.]

06.00: [Mo Leon's story again? 🤣🤣]

06.01: [Yes.. Not going anywhere, are you?]

06.01: [No]

06.02: [Yes, I'm walking]

While waiting for Riko to come, I tried to play the keys to the tone that I had rearranged. Scribbling a few notes that sounded somewhat discordant.

"Jun.." a knock on the door stopped my finger strumming the guitar strings. Mom's voice calling.

"Yes, Ma?" I looked out of the room.

I saw that mom was already graceful. This time wearing brown palazzo pants paired with a pastel-colored shirt. Even though she was fifty years old, her beauty had not faded. Plus his fashionable style. Make anyone would not think his age is half a century.

"Mama left first, yeah. Make lunch already mama's prepared in the refrigerator, stay warmed."

"Thank you, Mama." I kissed my mother's hands with respect.

No matter how busy my mother was, she always provided me with food that I could eat quickly, when she was not home to provide food for me. My mother is the best mother.

***

After my mother died, my intention to perfect the arrangement for the cover of the song that I had planned evaporated. Runa's face again loomed in the eye, tomorrow I can already meet him. It's just that time is slowing down.

"Woi! Bengong! Think Runa lo again?" a crisp sound with a rough clap lodged on my shoulder.

Fortunately, my hand hit him on the head with a guitar. Dear guitar.

"Lo, why try to come here early in the morning. I'm looking for inspiration again," rutukku.

"Groom, Juni."

"What's the problem with you ama gebetan lo it?" I was half amused to see Riko's face as if her world had just collapsed.

"He likes it, Lo Jun!"

"E-eh don't slander you, yes," I replied confusedly.

How could Leon like me.

"I'm not lying, Suer. Read the chat from the Vita." Riko handed me her phone.

I read over and over again. Turns out right

what Riko said. On the whatsapp conversation that Riko showed, it was true that Vita said that the guy that Leona liked was me. It also says that I am Leona's first love.

Ow hell! Why is it so complicated.

"How do you want to go now?" I handed the phone back to Riko.

"Yes already, game over," kekehnya trying to look cute.

"Why don't you keep pepeting? His feelings have changed." I'm trying to make a suggestion.

"Now I ask you. Your feelings of the same Runa can change?"

"Well, why are you talking about me?"

"Yes lo rasain to yourself. You can't just forget about Runa?"

"Yes no shit." I understand where Riko's talking is going.

Feelings cannot be forced.

"Fear not a moment, every time I squirm, the same keinget he even lo," kekeh Riko.

Complicated indeed, when it comes to the heart and feelings. There is no simple solution when it comes to dealing with the heart. Simple things can be complicated if the heart is already involved. Kasian Riko, when he was getting serious, was like this.

"Patience to you, bro. Maybe God's having a girl who's a good fit, lo," comfort me smartass.

"Siga nu really maneh ah, Jun," (just like you) kekehnya annexed a piece of brownies that are on the table.

"Yeah, Ko. Those are the brownies that Runa gave me. You eat, too" I murmured.

"Yes, you just have to make it again. Not kasian lo lo lo see temen, not yet any love has run aground," his mouth swallowed brownies in his mouth quickly.

Yes already. If indeed brownies give Runa can be useful to entertain friends. I'll just let it go. After all, when Runa returned to Bandung, I could eat as much.

O time, move quickly. So that I may soon meet the girl of my heart. I can no longer afford to linger with longs.