Design: A Buana

Eps 8's

I suggest you play this song, and live every lyric by lyric. Very sad for someone who is losing.

🎶 Lost Without News — Sky Afternoon

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   Today, Mom and I were busy cooking in the kitchen. No, who is busy cooking Mamah and Bibi. I just sit there watching them cook, having to be ready if told to pick up or prepare something. Every now and then I see a cell phone, not a single message or phone call from someone. Yesterday Mas Raksa showered me with a phone, only once did I feel that. Haha.

   Mom and Aunty were wearing apron, while I was sitting on the kitchen bar stool. I saw Mamah was busy cutting chili, onion, and her friends. My aunt was busy cleaning the chicken. I can only support the chin, because said Mamah I only troublesome if you intervene.

   "What do you want to cook, how much?" I'm getting bored with my activities now.

   Mamah simply replied without looking at me, "manything, balado fried chicken, soy sauce eggs, chickpeas, tempeh mendoan, many, deh."

   I'm a little dumbfounded, "huh? That much, Mah?"

   "Yes, if you have a husband. Obligatory law cook a variety of food, so that ndak bosen."

   Aw, okay. I just kept quiet, how could I cook all sorts of food? If I had one meal I couldn't make it. I put my head on the table. Come to think of it, this is just a regular dinner. Just to talk about vacation plans to the top, but Mamah is very excited, yes.

   A few hours in the kitchen, I was finally able to enter the room. I put my body in the bed. Then I searched for the whereabouts of my phone, ah no incoming messages either. I don't know why, from last night I always checked my phone. Usually my phone goes lowbat.

   "Don't forget to take a shower!" Shouted Mama from below. I was a little surprised, why did Mom know that I hadn't had a bath yet? I got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

   After I finished my bath, I wore a black shirt and knee-length jeans. Today my hair is just any dipol, I am lazy to sideline or do hair to look neat. Looking at the glass, it was already quite tidy, I went straight down.

   Below are Mamah and the two Ma'am, I see they are busy arranging food at the dining table. I also saw my aunt taking food back and forth, slowly I came down the stairs. I was amazed, there was so much food in front of me. So can't wait to eat all this.

   "Dek, wae meneng, let's see noto iki." Reprove Humeera when I focus on seeing food for food at the dinner table.

   "Come on, Mommy."

   I mingled with them, took water from the kitchen and arranged it on the dining table with some clear glasses. Then I took a variety of fruits in a basket, and put them on the table.

   "What time are they here, Mah?" Ma'am Caeera asked as she pulled the bench she was about to sit on.

   We had finished arranging the dining table, after which we sat in each place. Mamah as the head of the household always sat in his position. While Mbak Humeera and Mbak Caeera sit in a row. If I sit opposite Humeera. Our position is always like this, three more seats are always empty if there are no guests.

   Mamah looked at the watch she was wearing, "hm, seven o'clock maybe." Instantly I saw the clock on the wall behind Mamah, only half seven, but I was drooling.

   My eyes kept seeing the food in front of me, there was a chicken fried balado there. My lyrics Mamah is playing the same phone as Mbak Humeera, while Mbak Caeera, can be busy playing laptop. I turned the eyeball, after which put my head on the folded hand on the table.

   Half an hour later we waited for the arrival of Aunt Edrea, Mas Damar, and Mas Raksa. But not yet arrived. I raised my head lazily, seeing the three people here still with the same activity.

   "Well, this can't be a chip first? Who knows, right?" I engrave a special grin on the face.

   "Patience, Ae. They're coming soon."

   "Haha. You're really hungry, Dek?" I just nodded while holding my stomach as Sister Caeera asked.

   "Basic lesonan, kene wae rong enek zinc lethargic, E." How not hungry? Dinner hours have also passed, this bottom of my stomach can not be compromised.

   "La piye, Ma'am. Wong jam manganese wengi wes late." Belawku, so as not to impress greedy.

   "Sak is in maneh."

   Before long Humeera spoke, there was the sound of a house bell. Finally the awaited ones came too. Auntie opened the main door immediately, while Madam Caeera closed the laptop and put it next to her feet.

   "Good night." Said Aunt Edrea, I'm a little pangling to see how Aunt Edrea looks. She was wearing a knee-length white dress. The color of the dress fused with her glowing skin.

   "Night." The four of us answered almost simultaneously.

   I saw Humeera standing up and moved to sit on the left of Ms. Caeera. While Aunt Edrea sat on the bench that was in the place of Mbak Humeera.

   "Night, Auntie and the others." Said Mas Damar who just entered the house with Mas Raksa. In contrast to Aunt Edrea, Mas Damar only uses plain white shirts, while Mas Raksa uses a black hoodie.

   "Night."

   I saw Mas Raksa sitting next to me at once facing off with Mbak Caeera, and Mas Damar sitting opposite Mbak Humeera or next to Mas Raksa.

   "Sorry very late, it was jammed. " Aunte Edrea said, if this is all people already know. Indeed congestion always impedes human travel, but the human itself that causes congestion.

   "Ah is ordinary." Mama replied with a smile.

   "We're not papa, Tan. I don't know if Aeera." Ledek Mbak Caeera while glancing at me and laughing mocked.

Aunt Edrea smiled, “why her?”

“Tan's habit, already starving him.” Saut Ma'am Humeera. Indeed destiny says children bontot always be victims of family bullying.

   "Basar ravenous," whispered someone from next door, none other than Mas Raksa.

   "Human." I answered in a whisper too.

   "He's starving, Tan. From earlier, the luggage wanted to continue to chip." Added Humeera. Indeed like this, fate became a son bontot, always mocked his brother.

   "Lied, Tan. This kid knows."

   "Koe, Ae."

   Everyone laughed when I was bullied, I could only sing my lower lip.

   "Will you eat first? Poor you, you'll be skinny."

   We all decided to have dinner first. I took the dishes, rice and side dishes that I wanted to taste.

   "Eat a lot, let's not easily stress the same final task." The words managed to stop me from my activities. I saw Mas Raksa put the fried chicken balado on the plate of Mbak Caeera.

   "There's a lot of cave side dishes, a fat cave later."

   One sentence that can make my body temperature rise a little, "lo fat also stay cool." For some reason suddenly the weather here became hot, but it should be quite cold tonight, considering the rainy season.

   I chose not to bother, I continued taking the side dishes I wanted. There are some side dishes on my plate, balado fried chicken, tempe mendoan, potato balado, soy sauce eggs, and tempe mendoan, do not forget the soy sauce vermicelli I also took. After hearing Mas Raksa's words earlier, my appetite is getting higher.

   I was busy eating, Mamah's cooking was the most destabest. Very similar to Mbah cuisine, maybe a kali derivative recipe, huh? Everyone here seemed to enjoy the food.

   "Eat a lot so as not to hurt." It seems that Mas Raksa spoke again to Mbak Caeera, but what was his voice like whispering huh? I ignored the words, kept putting food in my mouth.

   Until one whisper that made me choke, "you're just prettier if your hair is smeared, the fresher it looks."

   "Uhukk!" God, it's good to eat why cough. Raksa immediately took me a glass of water. Immediately I drank the water, because the heat reached the ears.

   "Sorry-sorry." Gumam Mas Raksa's.

   I managed to make everyone stop eating, and was shocked to see me choking.

   "Makanya Ae, if you eat slowly. Nobody wants to grab your food, you know." Mom's advice, I just nodded while grimacing.

   "Are you okay, Aeera?"

   I smiled as I rubbed my neck as it was hot, "Safe, Tan."

   After hearing the answer from me, they all continued to have dinner. This time I ate slowly, not because of Mama's words. But I was thinking. Earlier Mas Raksa praised Mba Caeera in front of me, now she praises me beautiful. Is Mas Raksa really a player?

   If Mas Raksa is like that, why would he do such a ridiculous thing to face me? I mean, why not just be quiet so I don't know that? But, tumben once he did not praise the beautiful Mba Caeera?

   I remember Mbah's words,

   Ndok, wong lanang kui angel checked by talking. Lanangan seng tenanan lanang kudu iso ngadek neng perseane. Lagek ndelok ko talk wae, koe wes iso ndekne value iki apek opo ora.

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  About thirty minutes passed, we had finished dinner. Last time me and my two Mothers had time to clean up the dishes and leftovers, it was definitely aided by Auntie. Now the heavy food was replaced with a variety of snacks.

   Every now and then my hand picks up a snack of eggs while listening to the chatter of the people here, later you will know why I did not come to talk.

   "So how? Friday trip, Tuesday back to Jakarta?" The opening spoken by Mamah.

   "I agree, Ma'am. My employees can replace it temporarily."

   Humeera's sister also voiced, "Humi can also leave, Mah."

   Then Mamah saw Ma'am Caeera, "can. Again the final task, so the lecturer loves the freedom not to enter the class."

    Now change the men to talk, "i can also take a day off, Tan."

   The last answer everyone is waiting for, including me. "My employees can handle it temporarily."

   Everyone smiled, except me. I was busy chewing eggs. So you guys understand why I don't talk, because I'm here for free there's no rush.

   "If the villa problem, then use Mas Aksa, Ma'am. So we just have to bring clothes and cooking ingredients."

   Mamah nodded, "okay, meaning tomorrow to leave, yes. If it's seven o'clock you get here, so it's not too late to get there." Mamah's instructions were approved by everyone in the dining room.

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  After the discussion, Aunt Edrea, Mas Damar, and Mas Raksa did not go home immediately. Moments like this are impossible to miss. Last time I saw Mamah, Madam Humeera, and Aunt Edrea were busy playing mobile phones while talking about makeup in the living room.

   While Mas Damar and I were sitting on a chair on the porch of the house. The chair I sat in yesterday when I was bored. Ma'am Caeera and Mas Raksa I saw sitting on a white swing in the park. They seem to be telling stories.

   Mas Damar holds a guitar, a guitar that I used to use while singing while missing Mas Buana. Mas Damar and I chose to sing together, just like when we were kids.

Bilur more and more spread in the summary of the sentence lost meaning of logic helpless

At the edge of Nestapa the desire silenced

I don't know I'm a coward, I don't know if you're insensitive

I crave you to crave me

   My mouth was singing, but my eyes could not be separated from the two people who were sitting on the white swing. They look happy, laugh together, and they fit in. I don't know why my eyes keep looking in that direction, until I forget not to continue my singing.

   So busy daydreaming towards Mas Raksa and Mbak Caeera, I realized when Mas Damar waved his left hand in front of my face.

   "Ae, are you healthy?"

   I returned my focus and looked to Mas Damar, "eh, well, Mas. Let's go on, where's the song?"

   Not yet Mas Damar answered my question, "hey, join dong." Caeera said, he approached me and Mas Damar. Then Mas Raksa came while carrying two chairs from the garage.

   "Come, the more crowded, the more exciting." Answer Mas Damar.

   "You guys, yeah. From childhood his habits have not changed." She said with a smile, I can only laugh stiffly. To be honest, I was a little uncomfortable when they joined.

   "Eh, Ra. Your voice isn't good, is it?" This time Mas Raksa spoke.

   "Good from Hong Kong." Caeera Mbak, indeed among the three of us, Mbak Caeera who has the most false voice.

   "Ae's voice is better, isn't it?" Mas Damar sniffed me while slightly nudging my shoulder.

   "What the hell, Mas Damar." I'm timid. This Damar can always change my mood a little better.

   "Hm! Where's possible?" Tanya Ketus Mas Raksa's.

   "Yes, you forgot?" Ma'am Caeera supports me. But I'm a little confused by what Caeera said, forgot? Did Mas Raksa know before?

   "Come, Ae. What song are we singing?" I was thinking when Ms. Caeera asked, I haven't actually sung this song in a long time. Because, I feel that the lyrics really describe how I feel about Mas Buana.

   I don't know why I even mentioned the title of the song, "Lost Without Tidings."

   After mentioning the song, I felt Mas Raksa watching me continuously. But I was reluctant to look at it, because I was afraid of a false allegation.

   "Rak, you know the song?" Ma'am Caeera asked, inevitably I saw Mas Raksa's face as well.

   I think Mas Raksa turned his eyes when I saw him too, now Mas Raksa chose to see Mbak Caeera.

I keep fighting

From a long long long long miss

I'm always patient

Waiting for you who's lost without news

   Ma'am Caeera started singing, this is why I call her perfect. She has a charming face and a beautiful voice, though not as beautiful as me and Humeera, but I think Mba Caeera's voice is still above normal. Do not forget his heart is also good, always cheerful, do not want others to know the treatise of his heart.

   I see Mas Raksa always looking at the face of Mbak Caeera, there is no other reason. If I were a guy, maybe I'd like my mom on this one, too.

   After Ma'am Caeera sang those lyrics, I prepared to move on.

They said forget it

You're the one who's been gone a long time

And start to live

Take this sad me

But I am sure of my heart

Slowly kill me

   I'm very fond of these lyrics, singing while trying to smile. Seeing the three people here watching me. Seeing Mbak Caeera smiling very shadyly, Mas Damar plucked the guitar gently, and Mas Raksa looked at me without blinking.

I keep fighting

From a long long long long miss

I'm always patient

Waiting for the missing

   Mas Damar sang, although his voice was not much. But Mas Damar always took the place of Mas Buana when I needed a singing friend.

I keep fighting

From a long long long long miss

I'm always patient

Waiting for the missing

Newsless

    I continued the lyrics, huh, my heart came back a little hurt. I shouldn't have picked this song, when my tears almost fell I immediately brushed it off, because I didn't want to look whiny.

You are the abyss between loyalty and madness

Just hope that might not come true

You are bitterness but not regret

Life lessons are valuable

No, you're not a failure

Anyone who stays sane when in love

I can only touch you through prayer

What if there you find someone and you're happy

Have I ever existed for you?

   I was a little bit unexpected that Mas Raksa would continue the lyrics, as long as he said that, I think Mas Raksa always saw me. Like, was passing that lyric to me. It was so deep, that I could feel this song alive when Mas Raksa took over.

I keep fighting

From a long long long long miss

I'm always patient

Waiting for the missing

   Caeera continued with the lyrics, and the last part was for me.

I keep fighting

From a long long long long miss

I'm always patient

Waiting for the missing

Newsless

   I make sure, I sing those lyrics while looking into Mas Raksa's eyes. Almost my tears dripped, fortunately I could control by looking at Mas Damar and wiping it quickly.

   "Yeah! Really exciting, it turns out your voice is good too, Rak?" Caeera Mbak. I chose to take over the guitar held by Mas Damar, while plucking the makeshift strings. My eyes focused on this guitar, because I was reluctant to see the excitement of the two of them. I don't know, my heart chose.

   "So of course, the cave has a little teacher whose voice is very beautiful." Mas Damar replied, I am still listening to their conversation.

   "Lo's cool too, Ra. Why not become a singer?"

   "Eh, guys. Cave in first yeah, wanna fall on the couch."

   "Eld base!" I'm sure Madam Caeera mocked Mas Damar. From earlier I was busy strumming the guitar strings in the abstract, just hearing their conversation without looking.

   "Singer, huh? Cave is not interested anyway, Aeera should be more suitable. In her voice she's cool."

   I'm afraid of my feelings, my longing for Mas Buana is getting heavier, and my feelings now are saying I don't like to see the intimacy of these two people. I put my chin on the guitar, my legs from earlier I put it on the chair.

Is it possible that the position of Mas Buana is starting to be replaced?

   "Hey, too busy?" That voice roused me from daydreams. I saw that Mas Damar and Mbak Caeera were not here, only that I and Mas Raksa were left.

   I'm in a daze looking for the whereabouts of Madam Caeera, "loh, where did you go?"

   "Have come in." Mas Raksa replied, he took the guitar that I used to pick up.

   "You should enjoy being together, not daydreaming while playing the guitar." Said Mas Raksa while looking at my face. I also feel strange, why can I drown in daydreams huh? And usually when I'm in a crowd I've never been like this.

   I saw Mas Raksa tuning my guitar, "eh, Mas, that's the right fit."

   "How's pas? There's a miss one, cook you don't know? Who taught you to play guitar?" The consecutive questions he asked me. This old man is so fucking baffled.

   "Don't salahin cave. Salahin tuh the person who should teach the cave to play guitar, but instead go so. Shit!" Aeera! What a fool I am, why do I say that in front of Mas Raksa!

   Mas Raksa who initially saw me until his hands stopped moving, now smiled and re-tuned the guitar.

   Before long he laughed amusedly, "angry with longing, thin difference, yes."

   I just fell silent, so embarrassed. I kept cursing my own words. It was easy to get caught by this old man.

   "Do not regret your words. I want to sing a song for you."

   "Sorry, there's no cave dime."

   He laughed, "hahaha. Durhaka you're the same older." I laughed, at least this took away a little bit of my embarrassment.

   The man in front of me started strumming guitar strings, then he started singing. I looked at his face and saw the shrewdness of his hands in playing guitar, remembering me on, Mas Buana.

It's hard to get you close

I'm looking for you to run away I'm silent you're approaching

Benign pigeons that's exactly what I like

When you laugh, all the suffering is gone

Easy to rise in blood, you don't want to lose

If you come happy, missy is quite friendly

When you speak to logic

A little stubborn ah base female

   Throughout the lyrics, Mas Raksa laughed jailily at me. I also slightly turned my lips up. I think twice men have sung for me, Mas Buana and Mas Raksa.

I like you

Really like you

I need you

You really need

You I love to the bone

Many people say I am drunk

I love you not your money

I always adore every time

   But, this moment crossed my head. Is this song right for me, considering that from earlier Mas Raksa was more fun joking with Mbak Caeera. Mas Raksa showed more concern with Mbak Caeera to the public. Surely almost everyone believes that Mas Raksa likes Mbak Caeera.

   Could this song be for me? Is it possible that Mas Raksa set his heart on me instead of Madam Caeera? It seems impossible.

I like you

Really like you

I need you

You really need

   Mas Raksa ended the singing and toys on my guitar. I, who had been looking at his face while thinking something that had recently filled my head, could only see it without reacting.

   "Where?" Ask Mas Raksa.

   "Good, your voice goes into the music."

   "Not that, the lyrics?"

   "Hm. If it is," I'm a little heavy to say this, but inevitably I have to be tough.

   "It looks like it will work if you love Mbak Caeera while singing this song, he must be sensitive." Continue me. I spoke while displaying a forced smile and I saw Mas Raksa looking a little surprised.

   I'm holding Mas Raksa's shoulder, "good luck, yes, Mas. Don't forget the taxes." After that I passed, walking into the house left Mas Raksa who had been sitting unmoved.

   I don't know, actually it was very heavy coming out of my mouth. But I don't want to have to say that. Because it's the truth. They're compatible, and I can't hope for anything. Moreover, my feelings have always been and only for Mas Buana.

   Aeera. I hope that tomorrow morning this disturbing feeling will go away.

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