Black Room

Still a schoolboy

"We are too small to know what love is. It is too early to feel a broken heart. When love comes and goes"

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Sunday night is a night of freedom for school children like me. There are no more tasks and materials to be prepared for school tomorrow. Teenagers who are usually confined inside the house by routine as students, can now enjoy the night air outside the house. Because some parents do not allow their children to go out of the house on school days. And Sunday night is a joy to take a moment off from the snare of tasks.

Muaro highway was being crowded by vehicles when I came out of the hotel bukit gadang. Nope. I'm not a guest staying at a hotel. I just met a friend who turned out to choose a hotel garden as a place for transactions.

Crowded young people filled most of the streets of Pancasila. Bumping with street vendors lined the side of the road. Some people dressed up bought gifts to take home. I drove my bike at a moderate speed. Enjoy the twilight breeze in the city of kabuhpaten.

The sound of the mosque began to hint that magrib time was coming soon. Several red license plates cars dotted the city streets. Also teenagers who are still in school uniforms add to the crowded streets. I passed a pair of teenagers who deliberately drove their motorbike slowly, like deliberately stalling. Several uniformed police officers complete with pistols were seen fighting with residents on the side of the prince's intersection. My chest was always pounding when I met the police, squeezed by fear as a result of the bad effects of the item I was currently carrying. But the fear soon subsided after someone's advice flashed in my head.

"Our enemy opens a police uniform. But our enemy is the police who don't wear segaram" Pram said one day. I surpassed two cops who didn't really care about me at all.

After the climb, on the adinegoro highway. I saw a woman with a face covered in a helmet driving her motorcycle slowly. The motorbike and school uniform that riders wear are like no strangers to me. I decided to pull over waiting for the rider to pass. Just to treat my curiosity. And it turns out my guess was right, it was fiona, my best friend. Fiona opened her helmet after seeing me.

"Buddy, my motorcycle tire is leaking" he said who pulled over in front of my bike.

I approached fiona "Where's that friend from?" my many.

"From school"

"Tok night like this coming home?"

"There's a group assignment I have to do. Where are you from yourself?"

"Main place bg teiko"

"Main what's playing" ledek fiona who seems to have guessed what I've done.

"What the hell is fi" elakku

"That's your eye, I say so" said Fiona with a laugh.

"How is this going?" ask me to shift the topic.

"Patch tires near here is there ngak yah?"

I'm speechless. Look in all directions.

"What's wrong?" ask fiona again.

"Under it seems to exist"

"Well, turn back the donk" complained fiona with a pity face.

"Rather than to muaro body is still far mending down the deck"

"Jude ayuk"

Fiona attended High School N 1 sijunjung, the most superior school in dikabuhpaten. Only people who have a diluted brain and aiq above average can go to school there. That is proven with fiona that when SMP is always the general champion, can only rank in the top 10 when in High School, it means there are no fools who attend school there. We arrived at the tire patch near the muaro tugu junction. I stopped my bike 5 meters in front of the tire patch.

"Jaudah there" I said to fiona who was still busy looking at the crowded tire patch.

"You wait here, yeah"

I'm nodding.

"Don't go home first" he said porch turned his motorcycle towards the tire patchmaker.

"Yes, yes neng, fear of being abandoned"

I lowered the standard of my motorbike. My motorbike is now parked on the road. I took my phone out of my pants pocket. From the BBM notice, I saw Riska sharing a photo with alfin. I laughed bitterly. Very funny this fact.

I remember dinda. Maybe you're right, we're both just venting in an alpine love story and risk. And rightly answered also my guess for the distance and change in alpine attitude.

I kept staring at the screen of the phone showing the intimacy of risk and alfin. I let out a rough breath. There is a pain in my heart.

"They turned?" ask Fiona who is behind me. Since when was he there?

"Maybe" I answered.

"Jealous friend?"

Of jealousy? No, I'm not jealous. The pain in my chest is just a fact that outlines me as a real person in their relationship. When risk asked to break up with me just because of the excessive jealousy, I just answered whatever and instead looked relaxed. I'm not too upset because I decided on risk. After all, I've given up on convincing the risk that no longer believes in all the explanations.

"Woiiiii" exclaimed fiona with her left hand crossing in front of my face. "Lah bengong"

I'm appalled. I just realized that there was fiona in front of me. Damn it, marijuana dope has managed to get my mind floating.

"You jealous?" ask fiona.

"No"

"Hmp" Fiona smiled. "Don't lie to yourself"

"Don't, umng. I just feel guilty for being the third person in their relationship"

"Times??"

"Fried noodle cooking mah can"

"Begook" Fiona laughed.

Third person? Why should I define myself that way. Before riska got close and became my girlfriend, she had broken up with alfin first. But people will judge me as the third person in the alfin and risk relationship. Don't most people judge by what they see? And in fact now alpine and risk reversion.

People may think I was the cause of the break-up of alpine and risk relationships. Furthermore, my friendship and alfin who was tenuous after alfin knew I was dating riska. Strange, in the past, alfin was so confident in throwing out risk after dating dinda. But after I was with risk and he broke up with dinda. He even made up stories like I was a friend who took the risk from him.

"Dikan, we're sitting there yuk" Take fiona who points at the chair across the street.

"What's your motor?"

"Still a long time. Still in line" he answered and crossed the street.

A few minutes later, Fiona walked up to me. His right hand held a black plastic, while his left hand held a bottle of drink. Very royal he.

"Drink first, let the gala disappear" he said, who sat next to me.

"Thank you" I replied, then took a bottle of drink to release my thirst.

"Where's the friend from with the bag?" Ask fiona "Definitely pull out of school buddy yo" Accuse fiona.

"Yes, it was futsal" my dear. I wasn't in school. I deliberately repeated my sleep after my mother left for the market. I was lazy at school. I lied to mom and fiona. Fiona is a friend who knows my story in humans in the dark.

"Can you play futsal?" Fiona asked doubtfully.

"Yes" I answered the foyer reaching for a snack, my stomach got hungry to hear him chew. I don't know if he ate some of that. Fiona is always royal.

"Maybe he plays futsal wan" asked fiona after chewing. Fiona takes a drink. Fiona looks thirsty, half the bottle she left.

"Ikut porprov even bg teiko it. He's a futsal goalkeeper"

"Wieh great also means brother friend" Ledek fiona porch open snack. Prepare to chew again.

I'm just smiling. The mood was silent for a moment. The silence was adorned with the sound of our mouth's mouth twinkling.

I stopped, my mouth and stomach were full. While Fiona is busy enjoying the foyer snacks playing her android. I burned my clove cigarettes. Take out my BB, send a BBM message to Dori Febrian. He must be nervous about my news.

"Saba santa lu dih comrade. Wak's still in the quaro" Send me to dori.

The road across the monument looks crowded. Seen a bunch of young people passing in front of us recklessly. Slow driving intentionally flaunting the sound of exhaust under. Make a rowdy on the street. The sound of car horns blurted out protests with the actions of the street children. Fiona is still busy with her gadgets. I don't know what he read.

"Good night, good week and a gray heart" Fiona said. That's the BBM status just cubic.

"Good night" I said with a smile.

Fiona laughs. Don't confuse a happy person" he said

"I don't care about vi, I'm just.."

"Why don't you take them back?" cut fiona fast.

I grunt. There is a sense of resentment in my heart. I am not at all upset or jealous to hear alfin and risk reversion. I just let down the assessment of people who might not have known the real events.

"It's not so" I answered. "I was just embarrassed by my friendship with alfin that was tenuous just because of a woman's problem"

Fiona just quietly foyer enjoying her snack, now fiona is licking melted ice cream. "But not because it's a pity with risk, right?" Ask fiona honestly.

"Oath" I replied sure. "I feel like I want to turn back time" I complained

"Don't do that. Go and teach a lesson. Don't think too much. Your regrets will not change things either. You better prepare yourself for what's ahead than to remember the past that will only weaken your heart"

"Yes but I still feel ashamed of people who might have said otherwise and accused me of being a friend"

"Within this world there are good men and evil men. There is the talk of the man that we can take and be used as advice for lessons. And there are also those we don't need to listen to because what's being said is just a lie that drains our time to think"

I just kept quiet and absorbed what Fiona said.

"So, don't let your mind be swayed by the words of people whose actual events aren't like that. Because anyway, your life is only you know better"

What Fiona said was true. The words of others that we can take as a lesson, and there are also the words of others who do not have to be heard in order to keep life running as it should. But, isn't a person's brain sometimes dead-end for problems that he himself overrides? Wouldn't someone be smarter at validating and theorizing but forget to practice when the same problem is also happening to them?

That's what makes me comfortable with Fiona. He could always calm me down with words that taught me to mature. Fiona was awesome just for making friends. But it is worth it. And I also understand, that in this life there is someone who is only comfortable as a friend rather than as a lover.

That night, there was no more pain in my heart, only the joy of enjoying ice cream together with fiona.

****

It was quite the night when I reached the ICE intersection. Meeting with fiona earlier made my watch mole far from the clock I had targeted. But there's nothing to be sorry about, because meeting Fiona is something that always makes me feel happy.

The ICE rim looks quieter than usual. I stopped on the road. Taking HP out of my pants pocket. At 20:47 PM. I immediately called ipan who would be my business friend in the sale of marijuana. All three phones were picked up.

"Hello***" Open me

There was a lot of noise from across there. And silence for a moment.

"Hello dikan" Sahutnya.

"Where?"

"House of dodi, have you got the goods?"

"Udah"

"Judah come here"

"Rame isn't there?"

"Baby girl"

"Yaudah" I said hang up.

I restarted my motor. Turn around and enter into the three. Tracing the concrete road ICE junction, to the house dodi which is in the complex housing the kapeh field.

I knew ipan and dodi a year ago. They were bull glue suckers before getting to know me. That afternoon I took shelter from the heavy rain in SD 05 after returning to the football school. At that time the house was still near SD 05, before three months ago moved to the national square. They offered me to suck the bull glue. But I hurriedly gently refused. Further away. Glues that generally contain toluene and naphthalene can damage the myelin sheath. Myelin is a thin layer around the nerve fibers of the brain and nervous system. This damage can cause long-term damage to brain function, and can also cause neurological problems similar to those seen with multiple sclerosis. And even worse is the loss of appetite. No wonder with the body of ipan and dodi are thin dry.

The marijuana? Cannabis also includes illegal goods that are categorized as dangerous and prohibited from use by most of the general public. But marijuana is a natural plant. Marijuana can also cause hallucinations. It does. It happened to my own friend. It happened five months ago. Called apis. That day was not the first time apis smoked marijuana. However, that day it could be that he smoked too much marijuana. Apis does rarely smoke marijuana which sometimes when he also refused my invitation. Apis becomes super paranoid with fears that don't actually happen. He forced me and Pram to help him escape from his mother's pursuit. Pram and I didn't just believe it, we laughed at the look on our faces that were so anxious. We know that Apis is drunk and has lost control of her. But apis instead increasingly whine to ask us for responsibility because it has made it like that. There is a lot of vomiting. And I'm starting to get anxious. All this time I smoked marijuana I never felt like vomiting. But the apis face started to red and frightened. I was also afraid to see a very agitated apis. What if her mother finds out and becomes us as her child's target? Of course it will be an issue that further defames our already bad name by some communities. Until finally me and pram managed to convince apis that it happened because he was too obedient to the mind what before became a burden for him. That all he was worried about was the fear that only occurred in his mind. We explained that the thing that experienced apis is the illusion of his own head that occurs because apis can not control himself in drunk marijuana. Apis finally complied when we asked her to go home and just sleep. Then the next day I am ashamed to face myself when I meet us.

While dodi and ipan admitted that they had never tried marijuana, and that afternoon they smoked marijuana with me. Dodi and Ipan said that this marijuana is too difficult to obtain. Long-long storytelling turns out dodi is an ex-image who is also my ex-boyfriend. Our results became close after that. Then I heard their confession that they no longer suck glue. And all they know, marijuana makes their lives more peaceful and their appetite increases. Of course it's just their assessment. Since then I have been doing this illegal business with ipan.

I was greeted like a hero whose arrival was anticipated. Ipan, dodi, and two friends I didn't know by name were cheering when I just turned off my bike. "Our savior has come to drive away our mess" said ipan who immediately greeted me. The two people I don't know are named pindo and bojek. Pindo is no longer in school and Bojek will be my younger brother. Just read.

I took one plastic weed out of my bag. Yeah, looking careless is the way I play in this illegal business. But one thing I understand. Every drug guy caught by the police there must be one person who has to be a kibul-or what we often refer to as a kibus. By that reason. No matter how I hide the illegal stuff, if there are people who intend to mengibusku, I will be caught as well. So I prefer to be confident with the risk that I am ready to bear.

I threw a kilo of plastic-wrapped marijuana in their midst. "Save your dying souls" I said and joined the circle.