Black Room

Sunday night

"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. 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 always beats when I meet the police. Crimped by fear as a bad impact of the item I currently carry. 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.

"Dikan, my motorcycle tire is leaking" said Fiona who pulled over in front of my motorcycle.

I approached fiona "Where's your Emang 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 na" my elak

"That's your eye, I say so" said Fiona and laughed.

"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. While fiona who 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 vingky. Maybe vingky was right, we were both just venting in an alpine love story and risk. And it was also my guess to stay away and change my 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.

"You jealous?"

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"

"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.

I turned on my bike and caught up with the seat fiona he was referring to. I'm sitting in a chair. Fiona is invisible. Maybe Fiona stopped by to buy a drink or something she was going to buy.

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 did you bring that bag?" Ask fiona "Definitely pull out of your school huh" 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.

"So she can play futsal anyway" 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 yes means bang teiko it yes" 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 stomach was 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 several groups of young men passed in front of us by driving his vehicle with reckless. Slow-moving deliberately flaunting their noisy exhaust noise. 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.