Design: A Buana

Eps 7's

When I was alone, I was just a lonely friend and the night wind

I tried to reflect

About my life path

I took my foot and looked at the meaning of life

But the heart asks if there is a sacred promise

In love ha-ha

Is your love ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

A bright light

Light up my life

A cool dew in the morning

People in this world

I spread my legs and see the meaning of life

But the heart asks if there is a sacred promise

In love ha-ha

Is your love ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

It's not a song I deliberately played to accompany sleep, but the ringtone of my phone that I put on the nightstand. Instead of me lifting up, I enjoyed the song to death myself. However, the phone continued to ring, long tired of also hearing songs repeatedly.

Several times I changed my sleeping position, which was initially lying on my stomach while hugging the bolster, now so tilted facing towards the glass door that was covered in brown curtains.

Just wanted to get dissolved in sleep, again this damn phone rings. From the beginning I was reluctant to lift because my sleepiness was still very heavy. Oh yes, last night Mamah advised that my phone is not in silent mode. It turns out that when I was at the mall, Mamah called several times and I did not pick up.

   I gave up, almost five times my phone rang. Lazily and eyes still tightly clinging, I swung my hand to the nightstand. Find where the goddamn phone is.

   "Argh! Where the hell, anyways who's morning telephone blind up to five times." Furious me, I was forced to sit because I didn't get the phone.

   With a little emotion I took the little thing a little rough, though,

A bright light

Light up my life

Cool dew—

   Just wanted to answer, the phone's been disconnected, "fuck!"

   I saw an anonymous number have called me more than five times, a prankster or how, early in the morning littering like this. Then I open the chat application, because there is a number one on the application, indicating that there is a new message coming in.

   My forehead frowned when I saw the message also from an unknown number, but in this application I know who that person is. Because, there's a profile picture and he's been chatting me up before. Turns out I haven't saved Mas Raksa's number.

   I open a chat from him, Gorden you haven't opened yet, you're still asleep?

   I snorted, "my God, it's important, huh?"

   A few seconds I realized, if he knew my curtains weren't open yet. Then he's around here dong? I automatically set foot on the glass door, I slide the curtain to the right, then turn the door lock and shift the glass door.

   I set my feet towards the balcony, and looked down, more precisely into the courtyard of the house. A little surprised, it turns out that Mas Raksa has been standing in front of an open fence and behind him there is his motorbike.

  He waved at me, instead of replying to the wave, I opened the chat application and wanted to ask him what he was there for? However, before the message was sent my phone rang again.

   "Who's going blind in the morning here, Mas?" I asked him a question, because I don't like pleasantries.

   "I want to meet his daughter Aunt Arkadewi who is unique and beautiful." I see, Mas Raksa keeps looking at me.

   I clucked, not out of disappointment that Mas Raksa was here to see Mbak Caeera, I was annoyed because of what Mas Raksa rained the phone on me for if nothing mattered. Disturbing people to sleep.

   I reluctantly answered her words, I saw her wearing handsfree and stuffing her phone into the little bag she was wearing.

   "Cock you shut up? I want to take Caeera to campus first, right the bike she's still at Aunt Edrea's house."

   I really didn't ask for that explanation. I think that without him explaining it, everything is clear.

   "Cinting!" Umpat Ku's.

   "Well, what's the cave phone, Mas Raksa? Nothing important, right?"

   Not even my question was answered by Mas Raksa, suddenly Mbak Caeera came to Mas Raksa. As always, Madam Caeera looks so beautiful, sometimes I doubt if I am her younger brother? Haha.

   "Sorry, Sa. Later, huh?" Samar I heard Ma'am Caeera's words from the phone.

   "Lumayan, you don't wear makeup is also beautiful." It feels like vomiting, early in the morning the breakfast of men.

   It is that easy, yes, men say the word beautiful for women? Ah forgot, Mas Raksa is again kasmaran. It's only natural that he said such a pretty word to Madam Caeera, but why to me as well? You crocodile!

   "Where's the princess going to be taken? Did you eat?" Actually I'm just here to hear the conversation of the courtship guy, huh? Why is it that every day I am always presented with live broadcasts of other people? God, when?

   "Udah was with Mamah, the cave there was a morning class, Sa. So just go straight to college."

   I saw Mas Raksa just nod, then he gave the pink helmet to Mbak Caeera.

   Ooh, that helmet turned out to have Miss Cae, so it's not good, I. But since when does Ma'am Cae like pink?

   After wearing a helmet, the two of them immediately rode the motorcycle that had been a silent witness to Mas Raksa's crush. Before pulling the gas, Mas Raksa looked at me.

   I can just clench my right hand up and say, "excite, Mas!"

   "For?"

   "Papetin Caeera's heart, Jia you!" After that I immediately chose to disconnect this phone, there is no point either, right? Mending continued to fall on the bed.

   Mas Raksa kept looking at me, whereas I chose to enter the room before Sister Caeera saw my whereabouts, and thought of a no-no.

Even if I continue to listen to their conversation, my chest is a little tight. How can? I'm confused too.

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   After a shower and breakfast, I chose to sit on the patio chair. This house is very quiet if Mbak Humeera and Mbak Caeera do their routine activities. Mamah herself was busy inside the house, either looking at the cake recipe or helping Aunt clean the house.

   Sometimes times like this, I want to go back to school and see Mbah in Jogja. However, while there, I want to go to Jakarta to meet Mamah and my two Mothers. By the way, what else?

   Turning away from Mbah, I now think of Mas Raksa. That guy, I think he's too vague. When there was no Sister Caeera she seemed to care deeply for me, and when there was Sister Caeera it was as if she was indifferent and unfamiliar. Just yesterday I thought that he was cool to tell, but all was lost when his attitude changed by one hundred and eighty degrees.

   Then this morning, he showered my phone with the phone a few times. Though there is nothing important, does he just want to show off his intimacy with Mbak Caeera? But what am I wrong?

  I lifted my legs up on the chair and folded them, continuing thoughts I shouldn't have thought of. Because this is all pointless. My eyes are empty, leading to the front, my beloved little garden.

   If indeed Mas Raksa has a relationship with Mbak Caeera, I don't think there is anything to do with me. Why does he like to joke with me, when he only knew me four days ago, uh even three days. It's not necessary that he behave like that, considering that he doesn't know much about me and vice versa.

   Busy thinking about mortal matters, I was a little surprised when I heard a short whistle. I automatically turned my eyes to the right side.

   "Geez!" I was surprised, why was this person sitting next to me all of a sudden? I saw the bike parked on the terrace. My hallucinations are this severe? The person I was thinking about could suddenly become a real object?

   "You why? Like seeing a ghost." Mas Raksa asked while taking a look at what I saw.

   I looked into his eyes, "it's more seremes than ghosts, Mas. Dedemite."

   "Durhaka you're the same older one." I held back a laugh, he finally came to his senses as well.

   I glanced at Mas Raksa. Hey, just accompany a chat? I switched the direction of the conversation so that he would not just tease me.

   "What are you doing here?"

   "I?"

   I reluctantly replied, it was clear here there were only the two of us. Why ask again?

   "I'd like to meet his son Aunt Arkadewi who is unique and beautiful."—"Unique and beautiful." I follow the talk, aiming to get up on it.

   "That's what you know."

   I frowned, "Yes but right, her son Aunty Arkadewi beautiful and unique already not at home, Mas. What are you gonna do here again?"

   "This, you, right? Or a dedemit disguised as you?" Mas Raksa pushed me slowly using his index finger.

   "Based on the old man, mystic kept his mind." My insinuation.

   "You taught me."

   I snorted, "don't go around gombalin gua, it doesn't work. Thick cave tameng."

   "It's true what I mean, you."

   Deg, my heart instantly beats irregularly. Whatisthis? I'm young, cook's got heart disease?

   "Let's understand what I said, I'd like to take Caeera to college first."

   "In Indonesian you passed KKM no, anyway?"

   I was silent, thinking, studying, digesting, and understanding what Mas Raksa said. Wait, first? Hah, what does he mean to send Mbak Caeera off not the main goal?

   "Right, what are you thinking."

   I turned my head back and saw Mas Raksa, "so you know."

   "Well, that's right, taking Rara is not my main goal."

   I gulped with great difficulty, is she a real psychic or what the hell?

   "Keep, what's your main goal?" I pretended to ask again. In my mind, I thought that Mas Raksa's main goal was to meet me. But, I don't want a big head first, considering Mas Raksa often joked.

   "Meet you, want to walk?"

   Deg, deg. Deg, deg.

My heart is getting more active, only the first time a guy offers me a way. Usually they will be reluctant and afraid, not only because my decision will be refused, but they are also reluctant to ask permission to the super fierce Mbah.

   I just shook my head while looking at the garden, the more I looked into his eyes, the more active my heart was beating.

   "Eating outside?"

   Again I shook my head, this atmosphere is not healthy for the heart.

   "Then, what are you filling up with today?"

   "Positive activity" I replied spontaneously, to be honest my mind was not clear.

   Mas Raksa scrambled my head while saying, "good boy." She laughed, not worried because I was adorable. Or be anxious about my stupidity.

   My God, why is Aeera's heart beating so fast?

I'm getting nervous, confused as to what to behave. Honestly, Mas Raksa's attitude is very sweet. He's good at making someone's heart beat abnormally.

   "Go back!"

   "You kicked me out?"

   "No."

   "Ae, I want to ask."

   "Not yet."

   "Why do you keep looking at the park? I'm losing to pull ya from the park?"

   "Yes." Yeah."

   "I came here to see your beautiful face. If you're always looking the other way, it means my efforts failed."

   Blush, I hope my cheeks aren't red. But, I just realized, this morning she said Caeera Ma'am is beautiful. Now she also says that I am beautiful, what is her purpose and purpose?

   Instantly my heart beats normally, and is a little disappointed in reality? I saw his eyes. "Mas, don't be that easy to say beautiful to a girl."

   "Where am I, women are beautiful, right?"

   "Indeed. But don't talk to all the girls. Enough for one girl, Mom. The girl you think is special."

   This morning towards noon, suddenly my mood turned slightly sour. I thought that this Mas Raksa was some kind of beaver, or disloyal guy. How will his partner feel later, if he hears Mas Raksa praising the beauty of other women? Sick right?

   "Okay, I'll do that."

   I leaned my head against the wall behind the chair, bored for a long time.

   "Eh, is there a Raksa?" I re-enforced my body, seeing Mamah who was wearing a new apron coming out of the house.

   Mas Raksa immediately kissed the back of Mamah's hand, "yes, Tan." Replied Mas Raksa with a smile.

   "You don't work?"

   "It can be handled by my employee, Tan."

   I just sat there listening to their conversation.

   "Oh, like that." Mom smiled, but I saw her smile was insincere. Mom pulled my hand so I could stand up.

   "Ae, help Mom in the kitchen." Said Mamah, Mama once asked for my help, but usually he did not want me to interfere in the kitchen affairs, because according to Mamah it will be more troublesome.

   "Tumben, Mah."

   "Son Raksa, the Aeera goes in first, yes." Mamah's smile was again insincere, Mas Raksa looked very confused. Let alone Mas Raksa, I was confused by Mamah's attitude.

   Mas Raksa nodded with a stiff smile, "Tante, I almost forgot. Aunt Edrea invites for a holiday to the top."

   "What a great idea, you tell Edrea, yes. Dinner together at seven o'clock tomorrow, we'll talk about the holidays."

   Mas Raksa nodded, "yes, Tan."

   "Well, we go in first, yeah." Mama said and immediately pulled me into the house.

   "See you, Ae." The last words I heard from Mas Raksa's mouth. I could not answer, but Mom closed the door. Why is it suddenly strange like this?

   I can only follow Mamah, I don't know the reason for all this either. Even in the house I did not help Mamah at all, just looking. To be honest I'm not good with Mas Raksa, because like a man driven.

   I took the phone out of the pocket of the side pants, opened the chat app. Typing a message to Mas Raksa, sorry for the actions of Mamah cave earlier.

   Before long the message was replied by Mas Raksa, no problem. After reading the message, I refused to answer again. Most importantly, I've apologized.

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