He's Not Mine

41. Fleet Day Commemoration

The Ocean Guards Satria for Indonesia to Grow Indonesia Forward is the theme in commemoration of the 76th Fleet Day this year. All members train to commemorate the day of the fleet. The entire city of heroes is in a hurry to welcome the Navy Day celebration. Indonesia National Army Weapons System Main Equipment Exhibition (Alutsista) along Tunjungan to Grahadi road. Implementation of traffic engineering to prevent congestion.

I prepare members in the implementation of these activities, starting from the morning that is apple readiness, gladi and many others, anyway super busy deh.

Alutsista exhibition was held starting at fifteen, but since noon Tunjungan has been filled with people who want to watch the exhibition. Bazaar stands and MSME traders lined the streets, all kinds of food and snacks were available there.

At the time of the exhibition, I and other TNI AL soldiers defile troops along Tunjungan road. TNI AL is the pride of Surabaya residents. Every event that is held is always lively and raises high fighting spirit.

Until the night of the parade and other events are still held. The weeks of practice were sweetly closed, everything went according to plan. Tired, but happy, relieved to finish everything as well as possible.

The march was over but the crowd of visitors remained crowded. Many of them ask for selfies, wefies with members and other war vehicles. I opened up some attributes on the body while unwinding. A cup of coffee provides calm, while leaning your head against the wall, drowsiness strikes.

“Pak Priest!” I woke up someone who was shaking my body. I opened my eyes and straightened up.

“Lita, since when is here?” ask me on the figure who is standing right in front of me.

“From yesterday I was looking for Father, finally met too. On the phone not hooking up!” Lita said spoiled. I yawned and blinked my eyes many times, the sleepiness has not gone away.

“Sit here!” I shifted the berets and weapons so that the seat next to me could be occupied by Lita.

“Pak, use the hat again. Want photos together!” lita Pinta.

“Photo by members who still use full attributes, again males use this!” I pointed at the attributes near me.

Lita pressed her mouth, so cute. “What do you drink?” my many.

“Coffee it!” Lita pointed at my coffee cup that stayed half. 

“You that one? You will catch my disease!” I like to die lice in front of Lita gini, so bucin really seduction deh.

“If we have the same disease means mate!” he said while taking the cup on the table. I immediately grabbed it, “it's cold, just change it hot yeah!” I threw away the cup.

“The hot one is here!” Lita pointed at her forehead, then I touched her forehead with the back of the hand, “not hot!”

“Owh, means this one,” Lita touched her chest. 

“Means you need a cold drink, buy it there!” I reached into my pocket and gave Lita a piece of red money.

“Jagain my seat yes Sir. No one can sit here besides me!” Lita gave the mandate and then stayed away. Just five steps, Lita back again, “Bapak want to buyin what? My mother bought it!” Lita spread the red money I gave her in front of her face with a smile.

“Same is the same you bought, I happen to have not eaten!” my answer.

“OK, ready Ndan!” Lita saluted me and passed away.

Lita returned with a large package, and she placed the package on the table. Two meal boxes and two jumbo glasses of cold drinks.

“The buyout is only two?” my many. Lita glared at me, “who else wants to buy? I didn't say!”

“I'm Hungry, this way less!” I pointed at the meal box that Lita bought.

“This is another snack!” Lita looks guilty.

“No, just kidding. I got up and washed my hands and opened the meal box Lita bought. Biryani rice and goat curry are still steaming, may also taste, but around here a lot of traditional food. I sipped a drink that Lita served, less familiar on the tongue but delicious too. Maybe among young people like Lita, drinks like this are much loved.

After she finished, Lita cleaned the table and sat down sweetly next to me. “Kenyang?” I asked, he nodded while sucking his drink.

“Oh yes, here's a note and the rest of the money,” Lita gives a piece of paper and some change. I read the receipt and counted the rest of the money, just like the rest of the money. “The rest is for you!” I gave the money Lita had given me.

“Thank you,” Lita looks happy to receive such little money.

“Pak..!” Lita patted the back of my hand.

“What?” my answer.

I nodded, lazily answering. “And we have nothing, why is he angry until asking to break up anyway? Do you really like me? Continue reading Utami?” Lita changed her sitting position in front of me.

“Who said we have nothing?” I threw away my face avoiding the look in his eyes.

“So you really like me? We both like?” Lita pointed at me and herself.

“You want to giveprank me again? I'm getting married soon. Wait for the invitation!” my spoken.

“If the invitation comes after I graduate, how about it? I want to go back to Lampung again, you want to follow?” ask Lita seriously. Asemlah this one child, how to beat him.

“The marriage is not the same as you, even if you do not come, I can still have a wedding!” i sneered.

“Yes, I know. That is, you want to get married but do not know when, it could be after I graduated and not in Surabaya again!” Lita sneers back.

“Kok you don't believe it!” I clenched both hands under my chin.

“Iya, believe. If forced to believe, I will believe!” Lita gave her thumbs up, I smiled looking at her. It's so adorable, the hair is a blow, the posture is high, firm, it deserves so kowal, like Resti, uh Resti again.

“Eh, Sir. What is the same marriage as a woman?” Lita poked my arm.

I flicked his hand, “I'm normal, must be married to a woman, not a man like you!”

Ha ... ha …. Lita laughs loosely, the line on her cheek forms a cat's whiskers, like there's such sweetness.

“After night, who are you going home with?” ask me to divert the conversation.

“Ojects many Sir! Later on go home, want to talk to you first!” Lita pleads.

“From now, have you talked, what else would you like to talk about?” i asked.

“Ehm, I want to apologize. Because of me, Mr and mbak Utami so broke up!” Lita. This one little boy.

“Yes, I'm sorry, go home! The money from me was enough to take the taxi home right?”

“Iya, enough. But Sir..,” 

“What else?” cut me.

“I feel bad for you and mbak Utami,” Lita shrinks her voice and then looks down again.

“Having passed, justin. The reason for the break up is not just because of you. This is my problem and Utami, you are not involved,” I said.

“That's when I like me, right?” Lita now dares to look at me.

“Iya, you also do not I am jealous if I am near Utami right?” I forced him to confess.

Lita nodded with a big smile, “Mbak Utami was deliberately very friendly with the Father in front of me!”

“He's jealous of you too, which is why he is. If there is no you yes just him, rarely mepet me,” I smile. Lita covered her face and then shook her head. “Adults are strange yes, enjoy being a child only. Uh, teenager means,”

“In addition to adulthood, this clock can not be outside the house,” I see a circular watch on the right hand. Lita opened her hands from her face. “Pak, actually we are both like, but how could not deserve to be together, why?” 

“Because I'm an adult, you haven't. Come there home, it's night!” I kicked him out before the bucins came out.

“Pak, salanghae,” Lita clasped her index finger and thumb at me. I reply with two heart-forming hands with index finger and thumb, “go home!”

“Ih, not very romantic sir!” Lita sniffled and then moved away, not far from my seat, she turned around, “thank you sir!” then wave your hand.

It's been ten o'clock in the evening but the atmosphere is still crowded, I activate the phone. There have been a lot of calls from Lita since noon. A message from an unknown number came in, ‘Back half my soul.’ I opened the profile picture of the sender, Almayra Restita Tunggadewi.