FRIENDSTHAT
Episodes 10
“My life goal is lo. Marrying you is a gift to me.”
November 2005
“Lo nyari girlfriend what is the phone cable, anyway?”
Ayu really wants to hit her best friend. But all he did was shake Ditto's head with a lump. “Heh, you think where anyone wants to date but if chatting really-not connect? Same as dating with wall.”
The canteen was not so crowded. Obviously, this is still lesson time for most classes. Except for Ayu and Ditto's class, it just so happened that the two teachers who were supposed to fill their class were in a meeting and only gave assignments.
Which is not done by those who choose to escape to the canteen.
“From the first also often lo so, the edges break because ‘ngak nyambung’.”
“Ngapain also if you have not connected even in the past.”
“Ya already, tomorrow if you meet the guy lo, break up just directly.”
Ayu did not comment on Ditto's remarks. He chose to sip his iced tea while Ditto chattered about guys-tuh-everywhere-all, his gaze fixed on his phone. Ali, her boyfriend of about five months, just sent her a message. He and Ali have been dating for about five months. The guy is white and has a Middle Eastern look that is different from his school. They met on set, love location, people say.
After his conversation with Ali was over, he found Icha already sitting in front of him, both with Ditto.
Since when is Icha here?
And it is clear that their gelagat not like ordinary inter-class friends.
Ayu's eyes narrowed and she called her friend. “Icha?”
“What, Yu?” ask Icha who immediately looked over. The shoulder-haired girl looked at Ayu in confusion because Ayu's tone of voice was not as usual. Ayu is like making sure he is Icha who is his classmate or someone else.
“Lo what?”
“Abis buy iced tea,” replied Icha while lifting the iced plastic. “Lo from earlier fun SMS-an anyway so do not see me here.”
That's not the point, Ayu wants to refute Icha's answer. But he chose silence. Icha did not read Ayu's confused and astonished face, she turned back to Ditto and smiled.
“So it's malem later Sunday?”
“So,” answered Ditto with a smile. “Cute dress up, yes.”
Icha laughed and punched Ditto's upper arm slowly. “Iya, yes. I'll go to the field first, yeah. Want to watch second graders again sparing basketball.”
“Oke.”
“Gue first yes, Yu,” said Icha to Ayu. “Don't forget to go to class again in half an hour. Entar kebablasan truant.”
Ayu only grinned in response, then she let Icha into the field. After Icha was gone, he switched to Ditto. “Malem Sunday? Really?”
“Apaan?”
“Lo made with Icha?” todong Ayy. “Since when?”
Ditto. “Not too long, elah.”
“Kok suddenly same Icha, anyway?”
Ditto combed her hair that started long with her fingers. “Lo is a time that does not turn on.”
“Masa?” Ayu was still in doubt, her eyes still narrowed, looking at Ditto suspiciously. But the one who was stared at finally just laughed.
“Why the hell?” Ditto asked back.
“Yes is okay. I was just shocked, suddenly you are the same Icha sitting in front of me like a dating person. Though Icha, right, my own classmate, how can I not know?”
For the final question, Ditto put her shoulder to the answer. Seeing that answer Ayu did not encourage Ditto to answer the question again.
***
“Gue thought Ditto had already told you from the beginning,” said Icha while still copying their teacher's writing plastered on the board.
“Gue only knew that time in the cafeteria,” Ayu replied, her hand kept moving writing material that was that bad.
Today their History teacher is not explaining as usual. So he copied the material that he should have described today to the blackboard, then told all the students to copy in their respective textbooks. The classroom atmosphere is a little crowded even though the hands still have to write.
Ayu and Icha have been sitting together since the first day of the entry in a white-grey uniform at SMA 82. In addition to Ditto, Icha is also a close friend to him at this school. Ayu has often told about her friendship with Ditto to Icha. But Ayu never thought that the two men would be.
“Kok can?”
“Ditto cool,” praise Icha blatantly. “Yes the time I rejected him.”
“Ya time you receive him.”
Icha just laughed. “Ngerestuin am I the same friend lo?”
“Emang I his mother, thanks for the blessing of everything?”
Ayu does tend to be indifferent, so the answer is not at all considered cynical by Icha who incidentally already knows what Ayu is like. Icha laughed, then grabbed Ayu's shoulder as she said, “Thanks is really, Ca.”
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The noise of the highway in front of SMA 82 is almost inaudible due to the fanfare of junior students who are still excited by the exculpation activities. This November afternoon does not rain. Favorable outdoor excrement because it does not have to shift the activity schedule or move it.
Today the futsal excreta who got a training turn in the field. The basketball exhibition itself is taking part in a match with other schools in GOR. This afternoon's futsal excursion decided to practice two matches on the school field. Two weeks ago the weather was really unfriendly, so they decided to rent an indoor field without feeling the sensation of the scorching sun.
Ditto wiped the sweat on his forehead onto the jersey sleeve when he saw Ayu coming out of the art room, which was located right on the edge of the field side by side with the PMR and Scout exkul room.
He waved and shouted, “Ucha!”
Ayu who was chatting with her friend, immediately turned to the field. He waved back, then continued chatting again before finally separating from his friends who wanted to go to the cafeteria.
“Ke Wartam, yuk,” take Ditto when Ayu arrives at the edge of the field. His team's match is over and it's the turn of the other two teams to play. “Lo has run, right?”
“Udah, really. I'll take the bag first.”
Ditto nodded and let Ayu return to the art room, while she grabbed a small towel from inside the bag to wipe her sweat and strung her bag on one shoulder. Pamit to go home first to the coach and his senior who just agree.
When out of the field, Ayu was also ready with her bag. Both of them headed to Wartam, a small shop in front of the school.
It didn't take long to get to Wartam. They sat on a long bench facing a wooden table that was the same length as the seat between them.
At another table, many 82nd High School students were also hanging out. Rumor is, planning school brawls are often carried out here—walau sometimes hit by their teachers.
“Whicha, To?”
“Follow to GOR, so reserve member of the team that is playing.”
Ayu mangosteen, then suddenly said, “Gue has broken up with Ali.”
“Finally,” sigh Ditto relieved. Made Ayu snort at him. “Kalo emang not happy, why retained again long ago. Yes, no?” sahut Ditto when he saw Ayu who was glaring at him ferociously.
“Yes yes, anyway..,” murmured Ayu slowly.
“Lagian, why is dating?” ask Ditto with a rhetorical tone. “Direct marriage only later.”
“According to you I want to get married now?” Ayu clucked. “Lha, you are also dating!”
Spontaneously Ditto laughed. “But my record is not lo, Cha.”
Ayu had already lifted the plastic tissue on the table when Ditto finally stopped laughing.
“Lo knows Arman, right? Well, now he deletin me, To,” confided Ayu, trying to ignore the rest of his annoyance because of Ditto's words earlier.
“Buset, cepet very lo dapet new,” grumbled Ditto. He looked at his best friend who was still waiting for their order to boil. “Udah long?”
“New three days anyway often SMS-an,” Ayu replied while grinning widely. “Lo must know which Arman. You're the same old-schooler, you must know Arman. He is third class, same class as one of the band members if not wrong.”
Ditto nodded slowly. He knew which Arman was approaching Ayu. It seems there is no student that he does not know in High School 82. Since the beginning of the time of MOS, he really knows who the inhabitants of this school. Especially if the upperclassmen, it is certain he knows them all.
Anjrit, have you broken up yet again with the Ucha?
Contrary to what he thought in his mind, Ditto instead said, “Be careful lo, guys if from the start really good can be so evil behind him.”
“And here there is a guy who again advises me about guys,” Ayu quipped, but Ditto just smiled casually.
“It's good to have a best friend, Cha. You can know your guy's thoughts from me.”
Ayu did not respond anymore, she just rolled her eyeballs lazily.
Then the two enjoy the atmosphere around them while waiting for their respective boiled noodles. Wartam is almost never quiet from High School 82 students, except when it is late and during lesson time. Sometimes there are people who skip here, but some are caught by their teachers.
Wartam is a small stall like a typical stall, providing snacks, instant noodles, coffee, and so on. Located in front of SMA 82, precisely in Mataram Park. Since the beginning of school, in addition to the canteen and the field, Ayu and Ditto often come here. The guards had already memorized it with them.
“Cha, I want to have my own car.”
“Ya buy.”
“But bokap-nyokap do not want to buyin.” Ditto's speech this time made Ayu turn her head back towards him. One hand held his chin. “Gue told to buy it yourself.”
“Belilah.”
Ditto hit the table with his fist. Not too hard to not cause attention “Gue is still SMA, Cha, not yet working. Money from where?”
“Work, To. Don't squeeze.”
Ditto menoyor Ayu with a whiff. “Gue again seriously too.” “Gue is also serious,” kilah Ayu.
“Lo is good, it's working,” said Ditto with a grim face. “Buy own car certainly not difficult for lo.”
Ayu took a deep breath. “To, you know why it is easy for me if I want to buy a car?”
Ditto nodded. “Why?”
“Because you've worked.”
“Kalo gitu lo work too, kumpulin money from now,” said Ayu. When Ditto was willing to give up again, Ayu again said, “Work of something that you really like, To. I love acting, I work there. Lo like to play percussion, you can work ngandelin percussion lo it.”
“Hm.”
“Lo is a band boy, started playing professionally, dong. Dapet pay, tube money to buy a car,” added Ayu.
“Lo certainly can, you will be talented.”
After thinking for a while, Ditto finally nodded with a satisfied smile blossoming on her face. “Gue will save to buy vespa.”
“Hah? How to become vespa?”
“After I thought, it will be a long time to buy a car,” replied Ditto. “Lifting I bought vespa. Cool, not too expensive, and still make me not have to take public transportation anymore or nebeng elo kayak era SMP first.”
Ayu laughed when she was reminded of this. In the past, because Ayu's house was far from Junior High, Ayu was picked up by a private car. Ditto also whose house was in the same direction as an additional passenger remained in the car. It is picked up almost every day by Ayu.
Not something to be proud of, actually. Where's the girl who's taking the guy?
“Let's be the first passenger,” Ayu said. “No one else can—let alone a girl, who sits in your arms for the first time. Catet tuh, yes!”
“Iya, Cha, yaaa.”
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