I MISS A SIMPLICITY

part 14's

I was awakened by the sound of the dawn prayer from the hospital mosque. It seems to be morning. I hurried to get up to worship. Finish my worship then go ahead buy breakfast for three.

This morning my condition has improved. Maybe because the suggestion has also been taken by his children from afar to make his spirit to heal again. The doctor said if it is not hot again later in the afternoon or evening you can go home. Then tomorrow I can meet Diah, I thought with passion.

"Where are you going, Ian?" ask mba Endang. The four of us were having breakfast together in the room where the mother was being treated.

"The road to the campus was mba, just wash your eyes hehe. Uh met Endra. Still not the same Endra?"

"Your friends are pinters, right?"

"I also pinter kali mba."

"Yes, you're a pinter, but also a males. Lecture him?"

"Yes college, while also working, he fried his trade."

"Great dong, you should also be like him."

"Yes, hehe."

We spent the morning talking and joking. After breakfast we took the mother for a walk to the front garden room to get fresh air.

***

After getting the certainty of mother can go home this afternoon, we told mas Yoga to go to the hospital again using Rizal car, to pick us all up. After a trip of about three hours, we arrived home.

After resting for a while and cleaning ourselves, we all gathered in the living room for dinner together. The food was neatly served. My most beautiful work. Binar Ayuningty.

"Let's eat, don't be shy," take the father to his daughter-in-law.

"Haha, ready sir, no shame, the food is Binar? Must be good."

"Still losing the same mas mba cuisine Endang, do use the love of cooking, hihihi," replied Binar.

"What the hell? Still a child has all the love!", mba Endang chimed.

"Owh, so don't you take this love mah?" the Canda mas Rizal.

"Aaauuu, weeek," replied Endang who seemed embarrassed to admit it.

It was nice to see them gathered. Dining together. Tonight he has fried duck and fried sambel with lalapan. Of course this is yoga. Haha.

Especially for other menu. He was made porridge by mba Endang. From yesterday mba Endang is very painstaking ngerawat ibuk. I am really excited and proud of him. As well as making my respect for her even stronger. Almost like my respect to both my parents.

***

After eating, I, father, mas Rizal and mas Yoga sat on the front porch. The three of them were smoking together. Biasalah, ga afdol taste for these men if abis eat ga ngermok. Me? Enjoy the former asepnya only. Dirty plates? There is Mba Endang Sama Binar's. Maybe so they thought. If Ibuk said he wanted to take a break.

"Le, when arep balek are you?" ask father.

"Derengtos sir, Rizal mas when is mas?"

"Are you not together? I'm up to you."

"If it's past Sunday I rich first yes, Monday there is a BEM entrance selection because" I explained. It's friday night saturday. So I still have two nights at home. Appreciable. And I'll see Diah tomorrow. Pleasantly. So I can't wait.

"BEM in opo to le?" ask the father again.

"Enggh...Student Executive Board, niku organization pak enten campus."

"Oooo..yo ra popo nek arep balek seclusion, means possible dino week?"

"Enjeh sir" I replied. You just have to be able to agree.

"Mas, I'm as njileh motor mu yo," I said to mas Yoga.

"Arep ndolani Diah must," he shot. God fucking. You can know what he is. I just grin.

"Who's who?" ask Rizal.

"The storm is from the era of SMP mas, but you don't know what has happened yet, hahaha." God fucking. Got to me again.

"Well Gita wants Ian?" ask Rizal while smiling. How come Rizal suddenly has Gita?

"What the hell is mas?" reply I'm a little upset.

"Who's gita zal?" ask father.

"It's also sir, hahaha."

"Wedyaaan telung sasi nang kuto dadi playboy koe ndes?" chirps mas Yoga.

"Ora yo mas, udu sopo-sopo Gita ki."

"Father ian, he's young, haha."

"What's so young?" ask Mba Endang who suddenly followed the trip.

"Enggaaak, this men's business hahaha," mas Rizal dodged.

"You taught him that no not," said mba Endang.

"What's the rame-rame?" tanya binar who joined join as well.

"You're upset about Diah or Gita, haha."

"Gita who is mas? Hayooo, sayin mba Diah nih, hihihi." he threatened.

"Eh, don't dooong, Rizal ngaco's mas" I asked for relief and panicked.

"Hahaha," everyone laughed. Laughing at me. Ah rese mas Rizal.

From: Diah said:

You so pick up? What is distance? I'll go home by myself, you'll come home.

The sms I received from Diah this morning. After getting a motorbike pinjeman from Yoga mas, I intend to pick him up to Jogja later in the afternoon. I gave it semalem. Semalem he is yes but do not know why this morning even so doubt it.

To: Diah said:

Why so doubtful? Anyway I picked it up. I leave at three.

From: Diah said:

Yes I can't bear if you have to pick me up, you will be tired.

He understands his people. My dream wife thinks of me with a smile.

To: Diah said:

If you meet the ocean also does not cross. Haha

From: Diah said:

Womb!!! If so, I want to go to work first.

To: Diah said:

Haha, be careful, I'll see you later this afternoon :*

From: Diah said:

:*

I just found out that Diah still works today. Morning shift, afternoon exit. Tomorrow is off so he can go home. Still morning. What good is it? Sleep again.

***

I stopped my bike on the side of the road Laksda Adisucipto. Across from a Mall. I called Diah to let her know I was there. Diah was ready and left the Mall. I waited for about five minutes and the one I was waiting for finally came as well. From across the street I could see her cheerful face walking towards me. Our views were clashing. I waved my hand and she replied with a smile.

Adem. It is cold in the heart. It was like floating in the clouds. Fly dong. Okay, enough of his layay sessions. The one I was waiting for was already beside me.

"How are you?" his soft voice crept into my eardrum.

"OK, you?"

"Well, cieee who became a child of Jakarta, where's it?"

"Eh, by-by nyaaa."

"I'm kidding, don't be confused."

"Hehe."

"Mother ning how's she doing?"

"Well, it's good again."

"Alhamdulillah if that is so, I'm going along with the seneng."

"Thank you."

I don't know why the atmosphere that arose this afternoon became a little awkward. Because so much fun might even make us both groggy.

"Either. So us?"

"You want to go straight home or???" I asked stupidly.

"Come home?"

"Where is crus going?" I'm getting confused.

"I manut sampeyan mas, where can be important good for chatting. Dah yuk jalan kang, kang ojek, hihihi," the candanya that went straight up to the back seat while patting my shoulder.

Finally, after starting a makeshift memory with the streets in the city of Jogja, I run my motorcycle again. I don't have a destination yet. I asked him again where the answer was the same. Where he wants to go. I was joking when I went to the inn or how uh my head was immediately pulled. Until finally it happened to stop at a red light beside the Kridosono stadium, I saw a billboard that had the inscription Alun-Alun Kidul.

"Ke Alkid aja yuk, how?" take me.

"Crowsy," he replied cheerfully and immediately hugged me tightly. Very tightly his hands were coiled around my stomach. Although it feels a little stuffy in my stomach, but still comfortable it feels. Moreover, there is something soft and chewy nempel very fast on my back.

***

After parking the bike, Diah and I walked down the streets of the Alkid suburb. Some food vendors have already started opening their stalls. While on the inside of the square some food and soft drink sellers have also started selling.

"Directly eat or...?" ask me again awkwardly.

"You why the hell? How to get rich in that? Rich road same anyone. You can too, haven't eaten yet, right?"

"Hahaha, the way ama the most beautiful girl in all of Jogja how grogi," joked me.

"CHUCK!!!" reply while pinching my waist. Real loud.

"Oh well, I'm sick..," I complained.

"It's dreadful at all."

"I don't know gombal."

"Remain untrue? Means I'm the most beautiful Coma se jogja? Is the whole World?"

"Eh, enghh.ya the world of the hereafter as well."

"Kok wear it anyway?"

"Engghh.it..."

"Haha, already. immediately look for food aja yuk. You are still the same as you used to be, hihihi," Diah said with a smile and left me. Walk first to the row of food vendors. It's good that you judge me still the same as before. You are also Diah. It's still the same as before. Hehe. I ran a little to catch up with him.

***

"Ehmm.that must be stuck. Heat. It is also hot. If the kids are almost the same. I don't know, either, I don't get too mixed up with them all."

"Why not blend in?"

"Ga with everything."

"Why?"

"Fear of the flow."

"Here I hold if I'm afraid, hihihi," joked Diah who immediately hugged my left arm. I felt again that her chewy breasts were tightly stuck to my arms.

"Hahaha, uh where are you going to eat?"

"Take it yuk!" he said spoiled while pointing at the people who were again on the road with their eyes closed to the two banyan twins who stood in the middle of the square. The myth is that if we manage to pass between the two trees then our wishes will be realized. I actually don't believe it too much. But it was a gap to nyenengin Diah.

"Ok, now eat first yuk," I said when our order arrived.

We also eat with it.

"Oh yeah, Binar how are you?" ask her.

"Alhamdulillah healthy, at that time you had met him huh?"

"Yes hehe, the more beautiful the child."

"Still lose to you."

"Now you have a really good pinter, GOMBAL," replied Diah while tickling my waist again.

"Hahaha, ouch...gelii..ampun.." I kegelian feel it.

After we finished eating we both headed to a place that rented out some kind of blindfold to try the challenge of passing the two banyan trees.

"A single pinten mas?" ask me.

"Five thousand mas."

I took ten thousand and gave it. I got two blindfolds. One for Diah, one for me.

Me and Diah tried it. First of all Diah. I accompanied him from the side to make sure he didn't bump into the person who was also in that square. The atmosphere tonight is quite crowded. Reasonable, sunday night. Once, twice, he failed. Apparently he's still curious. Until the third experiment still failed as well and finally gave up. Now it's my turn.

My first and second attempts also failed. Then in the third experiment, I succeeded. She screamed hysterically as I managed to pass between the two banyan trees. Not only was Diah amazed. Some other visitors were amazed at the same time astonished. How am I supposed to get through it? I don't know. I thought it was just a coincidence.

"Make a request first dong!" his orders.

"Request?"

"Wish.hope, dream, or whatever is up to you."

"Ehmm.." I closed my eyes. I honestly don't believe this. But yeah, that's it. Who knows what happened.

The first thing that appeared overshadowed me was, Diah. Sure oes. I expect him to be my life partner. Aamiins. Then father and mother. May they both always be given health. And lastly my extended family. My brothers and also my sister. May everything always be healthy and nothing less. Aamiins.

After playing games, Diah and I decided to go home. Not a very late night actually but the journey takes approximately two hours. It's not good to see him too late.

"What did you ask Ian for? I must be yes, hihihi," he said on the way. His embrace from behind felt tighter.

"Wooo pede you."

"So not me?"

"Hahaha, did you know? ga exclaim ah," my dear. Though his guess is right.

"Yes. Uh but it's gonna be a stop by, right?"

"Yes, so it's true."

***

After traveling for about an hour and a half, Diah and I reached her home. As I promised, I'd stop by.

"Eh ono guest to nduk?"

"Enjeh sir, niki rencang kulo sir, Ian," said Diah. Actually I've played here. But first, maybe Diah's father had forgotten. And I used to play his rame-rames with other friends. My house and Diah's house aren't really that far away. It's just a different hamlet and I'm sure his dad knows my parents.

"Kulo putrane kusuma sir."

"Well, anake the kusuma to, seng omahe spout volleyball court kae to?"

"Leres sir."

"Yo ngene iki le wong wes tuo, akeh lali ne."

"Hehe, a nopo to sir? lha wong sampeyan is still healthy, seger ngoten kok, mboten lose kaleh kulo."

"Hahaha, opo iyo to? yo wes nek ngunu diepenak to wae, tak mlebu sek."

"Snuggeh sir, monggo," I said. His father Diah came in at last. That's what I harepin's been up to. Haha.

"It could have been you, I was, now the father you're fighting for."

"Yes the name is also a business, look for a face a little gapapa times."

"Basic," said Diah angrily as he pinched me again.

"Auuww.aauuwww.sakiiit" I said, trying to pinch him back.

It's past 8 o'clock. Means I only have less than an hour to be with Diah before I go home and leave her again. Return to Jakarta tomorrow afternoon.

"Oiya I'll be back tomorrow, all good luck."

"That rush?"

"Yes, there are activities on campus."

"There's someone waiting for you, right there?"

"Eh, uhmm."

"There? Who?"

"There's..."

"Aaaaa.kasih tauuu," he said frowning.

"Hahaha, my customer, uh max me my hardcase customer."

"Oohhh..kirain."

"Don't pout anymore huh, hehehe."

"Yes, but I'm worried."

"With?"

"You."

"Me?"

"Yes, I'm afraid you've met someone better than me"

"Udah is."

"Kaaaannnn, au ah. Nambek," he said while throwing his face.

"But I'll still choose you Diah...Diah Nawang Wulan"

He immediately looked towards me.

"Promise!" her door.

"Promise.no matter how good, no matter how beautiful, I will still choose you. You're waiting for me, right?"

"Mauuu," he replied with a smile.

"Nduk, mbok yo salen sek! trus koncone gaweke ombe," cried his father diah from the inside. Sontak made me surprised because my position was currently sitting hugging Diah from the side. He leaned against my chest.

"Snigh sir, a moment," cried Diah.

"Shock it up? Hihahi. Oiya ampe forgot it hasn't been made to drink, hehe, what do you want to drink?"

"Hehehe," I scratched my head.

"What are you doing, I must be drinking" I continued with a smile.

"All right, wait, yeah" she replied. He got up and left me.

What a taste is it?" said lethargic.

"It doesn't feel like it's nine o'clock" I said," The same lesbian.

"But I'm cool, although bold but very effective really. Thanks to ya."

"Yes, thank you too."

"Yes back sono, it's malem."

"Ga is forbidden? Ten minutes to go!"

"Yeee wants to be raided by villagers want to?"

"Haha, kanda kali."

"Yes you know, go home, be careful! if there are people who stop, don't stop."

"Haha, yeah. Uh, no pampering first?"

"Well on his rich sleep, tomorrow I salamin," said Diah while looking back. He and I are in his yard now.

"Oh yeah, that's it."

"Yes yes it is fine, but it is not coming home," he said.

"Hehehe," my smile as I pointed at my cheek.

"Should ya?" ask her.

"If you don't have to," my smile grew. Hoping to get a farewell kiss on my cheek. Diah seems doubtful. He looked back. Then suddenly he held both of my cheeks with both of his hands. Closer his lips to mine. Then...

Diah kissed my lips. It feels soft. Comfortable. There is no lust for his kiss. And so is I. Just flowed.

"Here go home, don't miss ya, hihihi."

"Yes," I smiled awkwardly. Shocked mix the penny, mix it into one taste.

"Tomorrow carefully."

"Yes, when will you go home if you keep going?" my joke changed.

"Hahaha, yes, hihihi."

I started my motorbike. Diah walked to the porch of her house. Then turn to face me. Give me a little wave. I'm retaliating. We throw each other smiles. Weight. It feels heavy. But I have to keep leaving him. To achieve my dream. Our dream, Diah.