Design: A Buana

Eps 5's

"Ehem." An intentional cough from someone.

"The cave brother felt sorry for being a mosquito repellent." Mas Damar! My savior has come, honestly now I need a friend so as not to feel like an insignificant person here.

"What the hell are you." Saut Mas Raksa's.

I put the phone to the sofa carelessly, "Mas Damar here!"

Mas Damar came up to me, as soon as I fell in his arms. Mas Damar received my embrace warmly. After I let go of that hug, I saw Mas Raksa and Mbak Caeera were already sitting in a normal position like never before.

"Mas Damar is coming home tonight? Must be a girlfriend first, huh? That's why I won't pick me up."

"Loh, Raksa said he'd pick you up. That's why I'm a little overtime." Why is Mas Damar saying different from the reason Mas Raksa wanted to pick me up earlier?

When wanting to ask for an explanation, Mas Raksa first pretended to look around.

"Why are you two dating in front of minors anyway?" I glanced at Mas Damar, indeed I was a minor. But, yes not so.

"I'm an adult Mas Damar!" I muttered while gently hitting Mas Damar's shoulder.

"Who's dating?" Ask back Mas Raksa, yes obviously he is with Mbak Caeera.

"Ngaco lo, don't make cheap gossip." Caeera's brother also dismissed Mas Damar's accusations. What exactly do they have in common?

"Pretty, pretty gini kok is a mosquito repellent. If not a cousin Mas, already pepet mas although still small." I laughed a little while mocking him with the movement of the mouth pedopil, so good I also do not want to with om-om.

"Mas Damar ngaco!" I saw Mbak Caeera laughing a little after hearing Mas Damar's words, while Mas Raksa changed his face flat. There was not a single smile on his face. Though I think this is quite spare change, is his sense of humor high?

"Hm, cave grab your laptop first." Said Mas Raksa still with a flat face, he moved from the sofa and headed to his room. Strange, why did he suddenly get in such a bad mood?

"Why do you guys?" Mas Damar murmured to Mbak Caeera. The master simply spread his shoulders.

"Mas Damar why he came home so late, I became a mosquito repellent to know." I spoke to Mas Damar at a slightly slow volume.

"Mas—" Mas Damar's remarks were cut short after Sister Caeera revealed her idea which left me slightly shuddering in horror.

"How about we watch tonight?" Because Ms. Caeera really likes the horror genre and I am the opposite.

It's clear I disagree, remember this afternoon Mas Raksa invited me to watch a movie but I refused? Yeah, because I think it's a little bit of a waste of money and there's currently no good movies. Especially the horror ones, because I don't like that.

Mas Raksa came while carrying Mbak Caeera's laptop bag, "can you, too, too, right? There is no harm in entertainment." He put Ms. Caeera's laptop on a glass table.

Mas Raksa again sat next to Mbak Caeera, it seems that here I am the only one who cons of this plan, because Mas Damar also spoke, "Gua go along. It's also good to get rid of fatigue."

I cleared my throat intentionally, "hm."

The three of them looked at me, "i'm skipping, deh."

The three let out a rough breath anyway, "why? Free for you, it's still the responsibility of the cave." Caeera persuaded little, the main problem is resolved. But, I still don't know what genre movie to watch, my stance is strong if the horror I refuse.

I didn't answer Mbak Caeera's offer. The thing I wanted to ask was already represented by Mas Raksa.

"What genre?"

Without a second thought, Madam Caeera immediately replied. "The horror!"

Call me a reflex, "No!" The three of them looked straight at me.

"Damples, Ae. Annabelle, the cute doll."

Funny nutmeg you. Insisting I refuse.

"Mbak, first point, Mbak knows Ae hates dolls. The second point, I know Ae does not like horror movies. And third point, I know that I don't agree!" I saw them one by one, starting from Sister Caeera with her beautiful face began to want to refute my reasons. Mas Damar who seems quite pity and wants to be on my side. Then Mas Raksa, looking at me with an empty look looked dreamy.

Mas Damar stroked my shoulder and then my head, he tried to calm me down a bit. While Mas Raksa threw his face towards Mbak Caeera.

"This time, the four of us. Two men, you must be safe. Lodging in Jakarta." Ms. Caeera persuaded me a little, if you think about it, too. But I still don't want to.

"Again, stay away."

The reason is now we're on the terrace of Aunt Edrea's house. With the face as flat as possible, I stood sculpting. Thousands of coercion from Mbak Caeera and I also did not have the heart, hearing his complaints to Mas Raksa he seemed to be not okay.

But to make Mbak Caeera a little calm, this time I am not okay.

"Caeera same cave, yeah. Need a little consultation." Said Mas Damar who was sitting on his bike.

"Well, I agreed to the cave." Mas Raksa did not want to lose.

What's the problem with these three adults? Rebuttal bonceng Mbak Caeera as if no one wants to be the same me? God, I want to feel like I'm ordering an ojek online right now.

I only listened to the coachman's debate between three people who claimed to be adults.

"Gua just wants a little consultation, Raksa."

"No way dong, cave there is also something to talk about."

"Let's go home free with him, date him later."

Hearing Mas Damar's accusation, Mas Raksa's vision reflex was directed at me for a few seconds, "who wants to date?"

"Lo same Cae lah, cook you same cave?"

I just snorted, while folding both hands to the front of the chest. It was also the debate of two adult men who were seizing one angel. I dwarf can only listen and be ready to be a referee if the situation is not conducive.

"Udah-udah.Raksa, the same cave as Mas Damar first, yes. We'll go home."

Looks like Ma'am Caeera would prefer Mas Damar, man. Let's see if Mas Raksa still does not accept and insist?

"Yes, but I can't do it."

I'm getting bored, what am I doing here? Sad girl's.

"Can, later, yeah." Ugh, Mas Raksa rejected. Sad boy's.

Finally Maak Caeera chose to shake hands with Mas Damar, he immediately wore a helmet that had been prepared by the driver. Then ride the Mas Damar motorbike easily. The two of them immediately left the area of Aunt Edrea's house.

While me? I'm who? I'm Where? Me why?

Mas Raksa thrust out the black helmet that I was wearing this afternoon, his expression—still flat.

If he's flat, yes I can be flat too. I received the helmet he gave me, immediately put it on and immediately rode the motorcycle Mas Raksa—lagi.

Without further ado Mas Raksa pulled his motor gas out of the area of Aunt Edrea's house.

The atmosphere tonight is quite crowded, the weather is quite cold plus the attitude of Mas Raksa who suddenly went cold. I who was sitting on the motorbike while holding tightly to the rear iron could only see the vehicle after vehicle that Mas Raksa passed.

Honestly I'm afraid, Mas Raksa is riding a pretty fast bike. The night breeze made me stagger a little into the backwoods. Besides having to maintain balance because my legs can only stick to the footing, I also have to withstand the wind that hits my body.

Because of the tightness of the wind and the speed of the motor, I closed my eyes. I was scared and at times like this it was obvious that Mas Raksa didn't care about me. It turned out that his caring attitude yesterday was just a joke.

I just pray not to fall back.

My God, Aeera still wants to breathe. Aeera hasn't seen Mas Buana again.

When passing the corner, Mas Raksa did not pull the brake at all so that it made me close my eyes and hold the iron back.

Suddenly the motor slowly slowed down and stopped. Has it arrived? That fast? But I am reluctant to open my eyes, lest Mas Raksa judge me again?

"Why did you close your eyes?"

I was a little surprised, opening my left eye slightly. Raksa turned his head to look at me. Suddenly I opened both eyes and released the hand grip from the iron back. Don't look scared.

I refuse to answer Mas Raksa's question.

"From the moment I saw the rearview mirror, you closed your eyes. Sleepy?"

"..."

"Kok quiet, hm?"

"..."

"You tambet?"

I looked around, lazy to see his face as well.

"You're angry with me?"

"Indeed I have a salah—"

"Bawel really, anyway?"

Mas Raksa frowned, "you want to stop by the side of the road until the police?" I glanced at the forbidden traffic signs to stop.

Mas Raksa who saw instead said, "it doesn't matter if he ticketed with you."

"Rice."

Mas Raksa was still looking at me, was his neck not sore ya look back?

"Road or cave down, ojek up?" I'm a little threatening, actually he can let me down and ride the motorcycle, does he care?

"OK, okay. Just so you hold onto me, huh?"

"Males."

"I wonder, why didn't you just hold onto me, huh? Though I was deliberately riding the motorbike was tight, so you were afraid then—"

"Cave down." I took a swing to get off this high bike.

"Don't, I'll be scolded by Caeera. Okay, let's continue the journey, yeah,"

Alright.

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After a debate that I think is very unimportant, we finally arrived at the mall that last afternoon I and Mas Raksa visited. In the parking lot of the mall I saw Madam Caeera and Mas Damar waiting for us. I immediately went down and took off the helmet and gave it to Mas Raksa and rushed over to my two brothers.

"I don't want to sit around, yeah!" I said when I got in front of them.

"Well, how long are you guys?" Ma'am Caeera replied while looking at Mas Raksa who was walking towards us.

I looked back and saw Mas Raksa, "so long, Bro?" Ask Mas Damar.

Mas Raksa slightly smiled, "yes."

"Jude, let's buy a ticket." It seems Mbak Caeera is very excited, he first walked and followed by Mas Damar.

"Hey, are you really angry with me?" Bisik Mas Raksa when I tailed Mas Damar from behind.

"Ora, lapo seh wong ra ono problem." Answer me ketus.

"What do you say, I do not understand Jawa—" said Mas Raksa cut off when Mbak Caeera pulled his hand.

"Son, look at those glasses!" Ma'am Caeera pulled out Mas Raksa's hand while pointing at the glasses shop. I also looked at the direction that Ma'am Caeera pointed to, many models of glasses frame from the box to round. They finally walked first.

Sayup-sayup heard their conversation, "look about suitable if the cave use?"

"If you wear anything is also suitable."

Mas Damar grabbed my shoulder, "are you ready yet?"

I just nodded, actually I sharpened my ears so that I could hear the conversation between Madam Caeera and Mas Raksa.

"Actually the cave is not minus anyway,"

"Continue?"

"Yes, make a cool doang, HAHAHA."

We kept going and had already passed the glasses shop, Ms. Caeera in front with Mas Raksa and me in the back with Mas Damar.

"Hm, you have anything with Raksa?" The question that made my concentration crumble, I looked to the top side, the face of Mas Damar.

"Your lambe."

"HAHAHA, actually Mas is confused anyway, who is dating Raksa is you what is Caeera?"

My lips pout, "yes Mas can see for himself right?"

Mas Damar knitted his brows, "somehow I am the same Mas Raksa is like a toge tree as a banyan tree."

Mas Damar just nodded with a meaningful smile and rubbed my hair at a glance. I don't care, don't want a lot of thoughts, still young.

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When I arrived at the cinema, I sat down on an empty sofa. Tonight is quite crowded, many young people who want to watch anyway, be it their partner, friends, family, or alone. Hixes. Single life!

"Let's book a ticket first." Take Caeera's Mother.

"I take it easy, Mother."

"Jaudah cave temenin, lo." I want to arrest Mas Damar, but it's impossible. They've walked to the cashier. As a result I was the same Mas Raksa sitting together on the sofa of the cinema.

I looked around, confused as to what to do. I want to play on my phone, but nothing matters. Want to talk, but the same Mas Raksa. Emotion hunting. My fingers tapped on the sofa, so that a little lost the sense of dread.

"Hm. There are two things I want to ask you."

I'm reluctant to look next door, "important? If not, don't. The cave's busy."

"Busy what? I see you didn't do anything."

I gulped, saw Mas Damar and Mbak Caeera still waiting in line long enough. Inevitably I have to serve Mas Raksa.

"Yes, what is it?"

Suddenly two men came, one pregnant woman and the other young man.

"Sir, Mas, can I have a seat for my wife who is pregnant?"

Me and Mas Raksa immediately stood up, "ah yes, please Mas, Ma'am."

"Thank you, yeah. I hope my kids get along just like you two."

Me and Mas Raksa just looked at each other, I held back a laugh. Even though our faces are not similar at all, it means that other people consider us sisters huh? HAHAHA.

"We sit there." Mas Raksa clasped my wrist. We walked a little into the hallway of the cinema, many humans were sitting on the outskirts of the hallway. Me and Mas Raksa sat there.

"What's the?"

I'm a little gawking, that important?

"That's a big cliche, because it's a serem, Mas."

Mas Raksa looked at me deeply, "you sure that's it?"

"Yes, how is it. There's another reason, but you don't need to know."

"Why?"

"Yes, it can't be."

"Let me guess, is it because you're afraid of the dark?"

I frowned, a real psychic like him.

"Lo psychic huh?" Initially leaning against the wall, I directly faced Mas Raksa and shifted backwards.

Mas Raksa also shifted, "what the hell are you more than once."

I chose to shift again for fear of being close to Mas Raksa. "Yes, why does it seem to know about the cave?"

Mas Raksa kept up with my movements, "did I just say, just guess."

I keep shifting, "lust, time can be as accurate as it—" My words stopped when my back hit someone.

"Eh, you're so nervous about sticking the same cave guy?"

I who initially faced Mas Raksa directly turned my back on him, and our position was closer than before. "I'm sorry, I don't see it."

"Lo's eyes are blind, as clear as this don't see?" People were around, his gaze was directly on us, and his mouth was whispering here and there.

"Udah, Beb." Lerai.

"Mom, she's my lover. Sorry to bother you guys." I looked at Mas Raksa, huh lover?

I saw the look on the face of the woman who was scolding me, she immediately smiled in embarrassment.

"Ah it's okay, Mas. Not bothering either."

What the hell is this? What's this silly adult?

I who was still confused by the woman was suddenly pulled by Mas Raksa to leave.

"Ko—kokhe can do that?" I asked while looking at the woman at a glance, apparently still seeing Mas Raksa and his lover trying to shake the woman's body.

"Hahaha, it's common. I don't know why that is either." Raksa just laughed lightly.

"Where are you from, anyway?" Caeera's voice from behind.

"Sit there."

"Well, Ma'am?"

I saw Mas Damar just looking at me and Mas Raksa.

"Udah, but thirty minutes. Where were we?" Ma'am Caeera thought while looking around, the cinema is getting more and more crowded night.

Finally Mas Damar broke the silence between the four of us, "photo box?"

I shook my head, while Madam Caeera and Mas Raksa nodded.

"Lo is young but nothing is willing, once in a while must be forced." Ma'am Caeera immediately pulled my wrist. We're heading for the photo box downstairs. I don't want to because I'm actually not very confident that photos are with people. Another story by itself.

Arriving in front of the box to take pictures, Mbak Caeera little chat with Mas keeper. After that the four of us went straight inside.

"Four times yes, means four poses." Said Ms. Caeera, and now I am confused what kind of style I want. I was halfway between Mas Damar and Mas Raksa, while Mbak Caeera was next to Mas Raksa.

The first pose, we all looked tense, only a hint of a smile was etched on our lips.

Pose two, Mother Caeera raised her right hand and formed the letter V from the index and middle fingers. Same with Mas Raksa, but he made that pose on top of my head, really irritated! While I stuck out my tongue, and Mas Damar just smiled.

The third photo, Ma'am Caeera laughed. Mas Raksa still gives pose V with his left hand. Same with me, but using the right hand and again Mas Damar is still like the second pose.

Photo four, we all seem not ready. Caeera's brother is confirming the position of his hair. Mas Raksa was glancing at me while laughing. While I myself was hitting Mas Raksa's shoulder, and Mas Damar was still like the second pose.

Finished taking pictures that make Mas Damar die of style, even though he himself gave advice. We got out of the box and decided to go to the cinema. In the middle of the journey we were busy seeing the results of the box photo, which made me laugh freely is the expression and style of Mas Damar the same all makes no difference.

"Mas Damar, Mas took a photo. It's myself that's dead style. HAHA." HAHAHA." Mas Damar who was beside Mbak Caeera just laughed amusedly while glancing at the four photo prints that were in my hands.

"The cave wants this one, the cave tumben looks beautiful." I saw Madam Caeera take the second photo. In my opinion, on all the sheets of this photo Ma'am Caeera looks beautiful. Although candid also does not eliminate the level of his father.

This time it was Mas Raksa who chose, "hm, this cave." I was a little unrequited when Mas Raksa took the third photo, because only in the photo did I look good.

"Ya—yah, Mas. Just in the photo Aeera looks pretty good." I wish Mas Raksa was sensitive, but his reaction was not what I wanted.

"Mas Damar, look! Photo like a gini cave, don't be so stiff." Samar led Mbak Caeera to Mas Damar when I hope Mas Raksa is sensitive.

She whispered, "You, photographed anywhere still looks beautiful." As soon as my hair stood up.

I decided not to heed Mas Raksa's joke, "this is for Mas Damar. The picture has no impression of life." I gave the first photo print to Mas Damar.

"Ahaha. It fits her style." Caeera's Laughter.

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Waiting long enough, finally studio three has opened. We were waiting to enter the studio. Actually I am confused, for what these people choose the horror genre, besides being scary they will also not be able to concentrate on the storyline. If I hadn't been forced by Caeera, I wouldn't have wanted to be here. Better to lay in the room.

We've been sitting facing the big screen, the studio is dark once, again off the lights huh? But the screen can live. Huh, I'm upset.

Like the original plan, I sat among the men. Mas Damar, me, Mas Raksa, and Ma'am Caeera. Honestly, this kind of position makes me calmer. In my hand there is already a glass of pop corn, the goal is so that later I can turn my focus to this pop corn.

"You're so tense, Ae?" I think it's a rhetorical question coming out of Mas Damar's mouth.

I'm clucking, "already, man. Don't upset Ae." Mas Damar laughed a little, after which he picked up some of my pop corn. I don't care, honestly I'm not sincere, I'm not happy, and I don't want to watch this movie.

"Hm," Moreover, I slightly glanced at Mas Raksa who was sitting to my right.

"You haven't answered my question yet." I take a breath, please this is not the right time. He's guessed right that I'm afraid of the dark, but why does he seem insensitive that I'm currently upset?

Ah, I forgot. He likes to joke.

"Don't you now, do you want a pop corn flush cave?" I muttered, I'm sure he can hear that.

Mas Raksa laughed a little, "why are you still afraid of the darkness? You are an adult."

Automatically my eyes do not glance anymore, but directly look towards him. Likewise Mas Raksa also chose to look at me and raised both eyebrows.

At a glance I saw his face, the desire to hit suddenly increased by a hundred percent. But I could only hold my breath, then throw my face to the big screen in front.

"It's not important to you, at best just to menggeledek doang cave."

"Huh? I never meant to taunt you—"

"Son, here wefie first!" Invite Mbak Caeera, I lyric immediately Mas Raksa look at the camera phone Mbak Caeera.

Thankfully. I am lazy to serve the joke Mas Raksa, especially at a time like this.

It seems that Mas Raksa has forgotten our conversation earlier, he did not discuss anything and preferred to be busy with Mbak Caeera.

The movie had already started playing, the hand I used to hold the pop corn shook slightly. I was scared of horror movies.

"Let'soo!"

Whahuh? Am I the only one shouting here? The doll that Caeera said was a success made me amazed to hug someone next to my right. You're so stupid Aeera!

Mas Raksa who was aware of my embrace instead of avoiding even stroked my back slowly. But, to my horror, I still realize that this is wrong. I immediately got out of his arms and headed into Mas Damar's arms.

Continuing to watch this movie was the stupidest choice I've ever seen in fifteen years.

I was still in Mas Damar's arms and had a little peek at the film. Again I was shocked and made the pop corn I held with my right hand fall, because I chose to close my eyes with both hands. Fortunately, I was able to resist the yelling, which embarrassed me myself. But can't be lied to, my heart beating doesn't rule.

I finally decided to get out of this studio, annoying! On arrival outside the cinema I stomped my feet, "Aeera is stupid, knows she's scared, just keeps watching!"

Confused about where to go, I finally decided to go down to the ground floor and head for the bookstore. Better to read a novel than adrenaline like that.

I sat in the corner by the bookshelf, leaning against the wall reading a novel that I found interesting and had been exposed to. Just now feeling calm, there was someone who suddenly sat next to me and leaned his head against the wall, then closed his eyes. Not forgetting he was breathing rough.

"You don't see a message from me?"

You know who he is?

Mas Raksa still closed his eyes and raised his head upwards. He asked that question. I frowned, my phone was always quiet so I chose silent mode.

I shook my head, and continued reading.

"You know not, it feels like losing—"

"Hum?" I asked while looking at his face that had seen my face anyway.

I waited for him to continue, but Mas Raksa just looked at my face. Focus on looking at my lips.

"Lost what, Mom?" Ask me again while linking my eyebrows together.

Instantly Mas Raksa turned his gaze in the other direction, "forget it. Why are you here?" The answer.

"The cave? That's supposed to be the cave, what are you doing here?"

"Find you Aeera, fifteen minutes no return to the studio. How can you calm down?"

"Mas, you said the cave is grown, right? Why worry?"

Mas Raksa did not answer my question, I don't know what exactly he is? I decided to continue reading the novel.

"Ac,"

"Hm,"

He stood up, sticking his hand towards me. I looked at his hand, then his face.

"Where?"

"Find the wind."

For some reason, my hand suddenly grabbed his hand. I stood up, let go of his hand and decided to put back the novel I had read.

Mas Raksa walked first, yes know myself I am a very short group when compared to Mas Raksa. So, my footsteps will not be able to balance with him.

I was quite far behind, but no problem, his back was still visible.

I saw Mas Raksa stop and look at me, "you've had a long way to go." Shoot him when I get in front of him.

"Waduh, for example Mas Raksa entered the type of cave guy. Like a cave that doesn't enter lo type." Actually I was a little emotional when he said that, doesn't that include body swimming? Uh.

"Sokot know."

I didn't talk wrong? Even if Mas Raksa can replace Mas Buana in my heart. But I don't seem to be her type. He said my way is long, automatically he prefers tall women. That's just my assumption.

After that, Mas Raksa put his foot back on. I tried to align my footsteps with his feet. Uh, but how does it feel like Mas Raksa's footsteps are balanced with Ae?

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We were outside the building, but still in the Mall area. More precisely, we are now in the park. The park is quite crowded with humans, naturally, this place is quite beautiful because it is decorated with colorful lights with various shapes.

This place is instagramable. Many take pictures, selfies, or wifies. Many also just sit and talk casually. As for me with Mas Raksa, still running, I honestly don't know where to go. But, this park is enough to amaze me and make my mood a little ayem.

"We, sit there." Said Mas Raksa while pointing at the empty park bench.

We sat down immediately, I could not look away from the lights in this garden. A little happy when I see others laughing.

"Aren't you going to take a picture?" I just shook my head while still looking around.

"Hey, my question hasn't been fully answered." This speech made me stop looking at the state of the park, and start seeing Mas Raksa.

"Which question?"

"All right, I repeat. You don't like horror movies, do you?"

I just nodded.

"The reason you don't like it, is because you're afraid of the dark?"

I still nodded.

"Then, why are you still afraid of the darkness?"

My tongue is soaking up lips that feel dry. While thinking, what good is it to answer? I scrutinized Mas Raksa's face, looking at his expression. Does he want to jail me again?

But his face looked serious. Ae, he's a joking joke, you don't be gullible.

Mas Raksa plucked a finger in front of my face, "heum, that, Mas Raksa knows what trauma is?"

This time it was Mas Raksa who nodded, "Well, that's hard to get rid of." I continued short.

"Trauma why?"

"No need to know."

"Why?"

I went back to looking at his face, looking serious, but again I was afraid he was just joking. He doesn't care about me, he's afraid.

"Because, I'm a nobody, Ae. So you don't deserve to know." I'm not evil, am I talking like this?

Mas Raksa no longer looked at my face, he momentarily looked at the grass and looked around anyway. Then I looked back, "you're right too."

I nod my head once, "but, without you telling me. I actually already know."

Finally after a few days of vacation I returned to thinking hard, meaning Mas Raksa what? I slightly frowned, trying to read Mas Raksa's facial expression. But, her face was always flat.

I snorted, "huh."

Look around, "already Mas, don't always joke. I'm not as perfect as Madam Caeera, but Mas Raksa doesn't have to try to play games, Aeera." Lazy also long saw his face and heard his jokes.

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