
I kissed the back of my palm when the bus stopped right in front of me, my father and Ervi's father drove me and Ervi to intercept the bus on the provincial road that was passed by the bus please*n j*ya majors Trenggalek to Surabaya.
"Heart on the road ya nduk, inget pesen father... Drops in his worship, do not be strange yo nduk in the city of people. You have to be able to decide what is good and what is bad!" said the father in a hoarse tone, probably because it held back the crying.
"Yes well, you also have to take good care of yourself. I will often go home to my father's house, Tika's doain there can get a better job so that Tika can invite me to stay with him there." I smiled so that my father would not be sad to see me.
"Yes, definitely." said the father nodding his head steadily.
"Come come on... Who's riding again, spout up the spout!" shouted a man who works conductor was standing in the middle of the bus door while carrying a ticket.
"Tik, come!" said Ervi who had set foot on the bus.
I turned to look at Ervi, then immediately shook hands with dad.
"I left first yeah yeah." said I was in a hurry afraid of being left behind.
"Yes, be careful." cried the father as he waved his right hand.
I looked to sit on the edge, I could see through the window of the bus if Dad still waved his hand at me.
I smiled as I waved my right hand as well to reply to my father, although my heart was actually sad to see the father who occasionally wiped his tears.
Maybe other people will think of me as a whiny child, excessive, even looks better. But they all just look at my life from the cover, they never feel what I've been through all this time. That is why there is a saying that says "Those who do not feel will not understand, those who do not experience will not understand. Humans will not understand each other, if they do not feel the same suffering.".
"Sir, you brought a bekel opo food?" tanya Ervi arrived, making me realize from my daydream.
I don't know what's in my friend's brain this one, which he asked is always about food alone if traveling.
"Fried banana banana banana, ote ote, or tofu contents also do not bring at all? Keep opo not your laper later." said Ervi again while staring at me.
I looked at Ervi.
"Whose mother brought you a bekel you opo?" ask me curious.
"Yo ndak bring bekel food anyway, but iki lo in the gulong bread" said Ervi as he opened the backpack he held.
Areeeekkkk!!
"Now!" said Ervi opened the rectangular cardboard in her bag.
My eyes suddenly opened, how not? Ervi's mother equipped this mere princess with a roll of bread that is large enough in my opinion.
"Ngopo butts?" ervi asked as she closed the rectangular cardboard that she opened.
"La you iki bring bread kok a big bundle of rich that is I lo, do not use in the iris again" said I turned my gaze towards the window glass.
"I've never been half in the act, including bring iki bread!" ervi.
"Basic of spiel!" my germs are slow but Ervi can still be refreshed.