Be aground

Flowerpot

The schedule for KKN has arrived. Today my KKN group and I departed from campus using the bus we rented, because the condition of the village that we will occupy does not allow students who will carry out KKN to bring a private vehicle.

The sun had just appeared behind the leaves of a tree that was still shrouded in dew. The golden light reflected off makes this morning feel so bright against the background of the sky with its bright blue color. No clouds are seen hanging. So serene. Unlike the circumstances around me that are so boisterous. The head of my group is still busy taking care of the members who have not come. We should have left at seven, half an hour ago. But until now, some members of the group still have not seen the trunk of his nose.

I still feel at home looking at the sky with the calmness that it presents. Sitting quietly by the window, staring out at the bus, waiting for the other group members who had still not come.

"It's empty here?" suddenly the voice of a tall man with black-framed glasses, and wearing a red baseball jacket broke my composure. Pointing to the bench next to me.

"Eh, it's empty."

"Me, sit here, huh?" it was as if asking for permission.

"Yes, please." I shifted the seat, docked more to the side of the window, pulling the backpack that occupied half the empty space of the bench.

"Eh, I know Johan. You're Runa, right?" He extended his hand to me.

"Yes." Yeah." I welcomed her outstretched hand, feeling a little uneasy because at the time of the group members' introduction yesterday, I did not pay attention to the name of my group members.

"Tumben isn't with Arjun" he said after sitting down, placing his backpack on the top shelf.

"Eh, you know Arjun?" tanyaku.

"Well, I'm Arjun's classmate's tea." Johan grinned to show off his black braided teeth.

"Eh, yes, yes?"

My mind pulled Arjun back in. I tried to stop myself from thinking about it anymore. I want this KKN moment to make the feeling that has been rooted in my heart can be removed.

"You're the same as Arjun, anyway. So I don't know any other friends."

I just laughed, confused about what kind of response, because in fact I did not have many friends. Both in the department, and in my faculty. My friend can be counted on the fingers. Not that I intend to isolate myself, just that since college, time is very precious for me. Moreover, when I was with Arjun, it was as if I didn't need anything else. So there was no time for me to hang out with other classmates.

Finally nearing eight o'clock, all the members of the group had gathered, overpowered by the boisterous sound of nagging from Riana—our group head of the girl of somewhat masculine stature, with flaky hair, the student of the Faculty of Geological Engineering.

The bus that took us started to move out of the campus area. Passing Gedung Sate which became an icon of Bandung. The old building looks so cold and haughty. As cold as my heart is right now.

The group leader began to distribute leaflets containing the agenda of planning activities during the implementation of KKN activities that had been prepared several days before departure. Johan and I are in charge of Economics, because we are from the Faculty of Economics.

"There is no picture yet, about for the field of Economics we want to do what counseling?" ask Johan by looking at Sunda.

"Yesterday I thought about extension to establish a cooperative, because yesterday's survey said the village head they still sell agricultural products on middlemen."

"Eh tos same thought you tea, I'll listen to the pisan the father of nyarios naon tea." (Eh already thought to you, I didn't listen to his father yesterday what he said) Johan scratched his temple.

"Well, do you say that, far away, it's a waste of time."

"Ha-ha at that, Run. Kan yesterday is also still a survey, it does not need to be very stiff," he said relaxed.

Finished discussing the issue of the work program during KKN, the group leader held a game to make us become more familiar with each other. The game they chose was truth or dare. Those who are appointed will choose, accept the challenge or choose to answer the Honest question to be asked.

The challenges that are given are more ridiculous. So that the bus atmosphere becomes boisterous for our laughter. It was finally my turn to be the target. Not wanting to look silly because given an unreasonable challenge, I chose truth— to answer honestly what other members would ask. Johan's the one who asked me questions.

"You answered honestly, yes," he said with a suspicious smile.

"Yes, don't be weird." I tried to warn.

"Huu, where's it!" cheers Vanya from the middle bench.

I just laughed a little. It's been a long time since I've mingled with so many people like this. Ever since Arjun, I've preferred to accompany him away from the crowd. It's not that she asked, it's just that I felt I had to help her overcome her phobia. The trauma of losing my sister to a bully victim, made me feel the need to accompany her so that events like my sister did not happen again.

"Are you ready yet?" yelled Johan from the direction of the bench where I was sitting.

"Already," I said resignedly, seeing the spirit of Johan.

"You broke up with Arjun, huh?" tanyanya.

My face instantly warmed. I fell silent, not answering the question that Johan asked. My relationship with Arjun is something I don't want to talk about right now.

"Huuu, that's what you want!" another cheer.

"Eh, but the rules are not allowed to refuse!" johan Protest.

"Are you okay, it's a personal thing?" ask me to raise an objection.

"That's not too secret!" back Johan yelled out overcame the noise of the others.

"Can it be something else, right? I'm not comfortable answering this question," I asked.

"The other one, Jo. Don't make Runa cry." Vanya seemed sensitive to what I was feeling.

"Well! Not exciting!" he shook his hands and cut.

"Part of you mah, this kind of business is behind me! Even her name was in public," Sheila slammed into Johan's head from behind.

"Well, I'm the other one." Johan finally gave up. "You're still single, right?"

"Yes!" cheers were heard again.

"Ngecengin is fussing, Jo. Don't look too good!"

"Now it's definitely single, not yet a mistress" I said, forcing myself to smile.

It's time I started to put my heart together, started to empty it. So that there is no more bitter feeling that I think when the name that has been embedded in the heart, called. Let him be a dream that will never come true for me.