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Uh, Tengsin Dong

'I mean, this is why the lights go out, I'm dizzy.'

In the darkness the disco lamp rotated with colorful flickers, making Sinta feel like spinning too. This was indeed Sinta's first experience coming to the karaoke room, Sinta was sitting while looking at someone who had made her curious.

The woman who was with Wendy slowly opened the mask on her ear. The fingers are so flattened, beautiful, decorated with long nails painted in nude colors.

"Hi, my name is Manda." Said his girlfriend Wendy after removing the mask. He who sat not far from Sinta then reached out to shake each other. As for Brian, he just smiled with a slight nod.

"Hallo Brother, I'm Sinta and this is Brian." Sinta was very happy to shake the hand of a beautiful woman like Manda. Though Manda himself just this time shook the hand of a bule.

'Crazy for this, look forward to the originals more than the photos.' Inner Brian, with no intention to approach him.

"Ah yes, Wendy has also told me about you. Em, I'm gonna go outside for a second, you want a drink?"

"No, brother, I'll take it." Sinta patted the sling bag that was above her thighs.

"Oh, haha.. Alright."

Then Manda stood back to Sinta. A gesture he gave to Wendy and Wendy replied with a nod. Manda also approached the door that was being blocked by Gilang and Diah, he was about to pat Gilang's shoulder but at that time Gilang turned his head and made his cheeks almost scratched by Manda's sharp nails.

"E eeh's.. Buset end! Uh, buset end?" He was silent for a moment after spontaneously dodging.

"Gdpa!" Diah who saw Gilang's behavior suddenly stopped laughing.

"Emmm.. You Gilang ka-" said Manda but cut off.

"Yes, and I'm Diah." Diah answered and made Manda look straight at him.

"Oh yeah, hello, I'm Manda. You want a drink? I'll go outside for a minute." Manda smiled kindly.

"No need to." Diah pulls Gilang's hand to avoid the door. His judes tone and his pushy attitude left Gilang astonished.

"Your boyfriend looks like a widow, yes" whispered Diah to Gilang as they sat down on the short part of L's leter sofa.

Gilang just nudged the hand afraid Wendy would hear. Soon Manda was again accompanied by an employee who brought a bottle of drink.

"Who? How not to sing? Is the engine on?" Manda found those who were still sitting.

Not that they don't sing, but they don't know how to operate a karaoke machine. Brian who actually knows also just quietly, after all he will not sing.

"If that's what I sing first, right?" Knowing they were new, Manda took the microphone and asked permission first.

"It's not papa, brother, I'm listening hehe.." Sinta answered.

Manda starts clicking around on a screen, making everyone curious except Brian. And before long one song began to play with the title Longing.

"What a heart longs.. To you.. Duhai.."

Manda's voice sounded melodious, smooth raspy, just like the dangdut artist on stage. Although it was still warm to meet the others, but he did not look nervous at all. He also sings to Wendy, as if expressing his feelings

Sinta reflex moves her body relaxed according to the rhythm. He and Brian enjoyed the melodious singing while staring at the monitor and reading the lyrics in their hearts. While Gilang and Diah look to be chatting.

'Emang like an adult, but that's a real pretty girl.'

Gilang who was smoking occasionally glanced towards Manda who was sitting opposite him. On the other hand, Wendy felt awkward, she became salting made by Manda.

At that time Wendy massaged the temple to relieve her nervousness. His heart rhythm even skipped a beat in the middle of that relaxed song. Wendy did not know what position to sit and put on a face like what. Instead of being overwhelmed with this feeling, he got up to reason to the toilet.

"Yes.. It sings.." Manda who was singing away the microphone and blocked Wendy's hand.

This is a duet song between men and women, Wendy quite know this song because it is an old song. It was hard if he had to ignore Manda while Manda looked so sincere when he brought the first lyrics.

"I-I miss you too.. Nimble man ja, sii.kap muu.."

But suddenly the hand that was holding the mic was instantly tremored, the discordant sound that he let out also sounded trembling. He has tried his best, but he who is not good at singing and only this time holding a mic becomes very shrinking.

Everyone who used to enjoy it now wants to laugh. The duet between Manda and Wendy is so tangled, not to mention seeing Wendy's expression that is not good, Gilang has no power to hold it, he wants to leave for a while until Wendy is finished with her song.

"Where are you going?" Diah saw Gilang rise.

"To the toilet, you're here."

And the toilet became a place of escape, but soon Gilang back again.

"Truly, abis what the hell?" Diah kepo's.

"Nothing to say."

Gilang had wanted to wait in the toilet, but his actions were interrupted when he saw a lot of disposable tissue in there. Gilang of course disgusted, the smell of bubbly also smelled fragrant, suddenly he immediately turned back to his original place.

'This is a really good place. Fortunately I did not see the closet, there must be feces there.' Gilang imagines human waste.

After a few minutes the song was finally finished and Manda got a clap from Sinta. Proceed to the next song, Manda typed a song to be sung by Sinta.

Slowly Diah joined as well, they easily looked familiar. And Diah who had refused an offer to buy drinks instead drank bottled mineral water that was available on the table.

Because all refused to buy a drink, so Manda only ordered 6 bottles of mineral water. Mineral water alone is 3x the usual price. It is not fun if not accompanied by alcohol, Manda is not a pious person, but he knows that liquor is not good for his friends Wendy.

The AC room was filled with the smell of cigarettes. Brian did not smoke at all, he was bouncing on the long sofa he was sitting on while leaning against the body of the sofa.

Until finally time runs out and the singers have run out of sound. 3 hours feels very short, the theory of relativity Einstein turned out to apply in this place. Everyone came out of the room and was about to disperse before late at night.

"I went to the toilet first." Sinta who had just been drinking and singing could not bear to urinate.

"I am too." But suddenly their steps stopped because of Gilang's words.

"Don't!" Gilang stretched out his hands as if he was about to reach them. His attitude made everyone ask the same question.

"Why?"

"Emm that.. Anyway don't, ntar y'all nyesel." Confused to explain how.

"There's a lot of tissue!" Gilang continued to hesitate.

"Aahh I can't stand it!" Sinta did not care about Gilang's words and just left. Diah followed Sinta while looking at Gilang for a moment.

'Udahlah, ntar they also know themselves.' Gilang finally gave up.

For minutes they were just themselves there blocking the road. A songwriter came and approached them.

"Excuse me, can anyone help?" The woman looked at everything.

Brian memorized the woman well, he used to make appointments with her. Brian immediately turned his face away, hoping that the woman did not see him.

'Why is he here?!' Brian was sweating coldly.

All my life, Brian was first to this karaoke place. The reason he agreed to come here was because he thought there was no OT he knew here. But Brian was wrong, apparently the woman also worked in this place.

"Why are you, hey?" After a moment of chatting, the woman walked up and looked at Brian.