
Today, or three days after that notice, it was time for me to present my work program. Thank God everything went well. There's no obstacle whatsoever. And I'll be notified tomorrow of his decision. Now I was walking towards the cafeteria where my two best friends were waiting.
"Beres bro?" doni asked as I arrived and sat down next to him.
"Bereesss, by the way, you two are getting more and more friendly, aren't you?" my joke.
"Egypt from hongkong," replied Doni rather sewot. Maybe because he had always felt like the party who was oppressed and persecuted by Kiki.
"He's not friendly, he's a pervert" Kiki replies.
"Hahaha, have you guys eaten yet? I bought it," I said.
"Well, what is the wind?" ask doni.
"Yes, what's wrong, Ian? Tumben-tenan?" added Kiki.
"There's nothing, abis dapet fortune, itung-itung-itung thanks I've healed, hehe," I replied.
"Manteb is this one master. What do you want to eat? I am the pesen. Lu Ki too, what do you want?" ask Doni.
"Chicken peddler Don," I replied.
"Lu Ki?"
"Baso is Don."
"Okay, I'll take care of it first."
"okay!"
"okay!"
Doni then left us both.
"When's announcement?"
"BEM?"
"He'em."
"Tomorrow he said, it's just me so a day is enough for them to make a decision."
"Yes whatever the result hopefully be the best for you," he said.
"Aamiin, but I'm still curious," I replied confusedly.
"With?"
"Thank you info to BEM, especially to Mba Ayu directly. He said the one who gave the info did not want his name to be called. Dah rich do charity name do not want to be called," joked me.
"Uhuuggg..uhhhuggg..," suddenly Kiki coughed at my jokes.
"Ki, are you okay?" ask me while trying to pat her on the nape.
"Father Ian, gapapa, hehe, you know" he replied, trying to keep his distance from me. Wide-veiled girls like Kiki will certainly keep their distance from the opposite sex. I then went back to where I was.
"Eh Ian, Kiki lo apain?" ask Doni who just got back.
"What other?" ask me back.
Is that how he is?"
"Cough him Don, don't think anything weird!"
"What is Ki?" doni asks Kiki not to believe as if she is his friend's guardian angel.
"Eh, i-yes, he'eh?" answer Kiki. Why child, huh?
"Where's the bass?" ask Kiki again.
"Entar dianter, it's a laper you really?"
"It's a really good laper."
Whether my feelings alone or how, I felt the conversation after this became very stiff and crisp. Doni tried to melt the atmosphere, but still different. Fibrous, not as crisp as usual. The change was obvious from Kiki's attitude. Why yes? Women seem to hold a million mysteries. Wrong, ten infinite ranks possible.
***
"Of Ian...Tiara bobo first yes..," said Tiara softly. The tumben?
"Oh, yes Tiara bobo first, let's wake up tomorrow morning. Ian is also bobo again."
"Okay Om, oiya Tiara send greetings to Aunt Kiki yaa.bilangin Tiara kangen, Tiara want Aunt Kiki maen again rich at that time, yes Om yaaaa...," whinek Tiara with an uncharacteristic face who likes to force. What is acting seriously? Is that how she wants Kiki to play? Is she that close to Kiki?
"Oh, okay boss.tomorrow om sampein. Now bobo yes…"
Okay Ommm..hore.tante Kiki maen again..yeey yeey yeey.." she replied with great joy.
I gawk. This is a child why is it so excited?
Not long after Tiara's departure to her room, my HP read an SMS. New number.
From: +6281264826XXX said:
Congratulations, you're in BEM. The official tomorrow look at the announcement
Who'sisthis? A BEM? What is Mba Ayu? Yes timing? Intentions really let me directly gini? If not him, who else? Bizarrely.
My mind is still holding. A lot of strange things happened today. From Kiki whose attitude suddenly changed. Tiara whining for Kiki Maen. Now there is a rich SMS. I received an SMS from Diah.
Diah, speaking of him, lately we rarely communicate. Usually once a day we often have news. Asking trivial things, but it means a lot to us. We often talk to each other about things we do all day.
But now, it's been a week that we've only been preaching twice. And that was also the last one three days ago. I asked him, and the answer was "There's nothing, the restaurant's a rame-ram."
Sometimes there are all kinds of questions. And suspicion. But I immediately brushed it off. I'm used to being prejudiced. Just a trivial matter like this I shouldn't think of anything. Yeah, I'm sure everything's gonna be okay.
***
"Cieee..official be a BEM child.., good luck..," Kiki said to me as we walked from the BEM secretariat to the classroom. Kiki and I just saw the latest announcement on the results of the BEM member screening selection. And it turned out to be true, like SMS semalem, I was actually accepted to be a member of BEM. That means the possibility of sending an SMS is only one person.
"Unofficially know, people haven't been beautified yet."
"Let's wait a minute."
"Hehehe, yes."
"Oiya Ki, Tiara these past few days, you know what she is?" continue me.
"Huh? How's nanyain?"
"When do you want to maen again, he said kangen, that's it."
"What time?" ask her back enthusiastically.
"Seriously, say bo'ong. Tumben-tumbenan. He ain't never rich to anyone but brother."
"Well, if I'm caught good, beautiful again, hihihi."
"Wooo narcissistic," I said as he slowly pulled his head wrapped in a light green veil.
"Iiiih..kok I was bullied anyway?"
"Narcissistic abusers, hehe. So how? when can you go home? The tiara is so sweet."
"Yes I'm depending on you, when you take me to your house" he replied.
"Kok me?"
"Yes, when I'm the girl, I'm testing the guy, alone, what's Mba Endang saying?" answer with anxiety.
"Oiya yes, hehe," I replied as I scratched my head.
"Dah yuk ah, you want to enter" he said again and walked ahead of me.
We continued our journey to the classroom. I just follow him from behind. Hurry up, he's the way. Just realized me. She wears a long skirt..
I'm already in class. College was boring for me this time. Business ethics. The material brought in my opinion is very dependent. There is no certainty of right or wrong answers. It all depends on the argument. I want certainty. From Diah. Keinget again. From semalem there is no news. The call was not picked up either. What's up, huh?
But, even so, there is one thing that makes me ticklish. Gita, from the morning his face was glued. Did you read the announcement this time? haha. Sukurins. His intentions are evil.
"Oh," my stomach suddenly started to mule. I hurriedly asked the lecturer for permission to go to the toilet. Half-run, I went to the toilet. Arriving at the toilet I went straight into the room in the middle. There were three rooms, I chose the middle one because I knew it was the cleanest of the two. I entered and put up a position.
I turn on the tap so that when my shit falls, the sound is not too obvious. Ah relieved it feels. Not long after I heard vaguely there were some people who went into the toilet as well. They were like joking around while talking about something.
"Ndre, you seriously want to sell that to the Gita?"
"Yoi Men, sick at the cave, the cave is already whirring but what cave dapet?"
"I know anyway, I also sprained the time he rejected you yesterday. Uh but, take us-we are! The rest of the cave wants him mah, hahaha."
"Yes Ndre, divide the yak into us."
"Hahaha, just calm down. We teach that boy a lesson. Lessons that will make him regret for refusing me."
"Stthhh..you brisik yes, it's in the room there are people, ****!"
"All right, he doesn't know we are. We don't know us either."
"Yes anyway. Yes yuk, we're cabs."
I was really shocked to hear their conversation. Who're they? What will they do to Gita? What have they done for Gita? What don't-don't...?
***
This afternoon, after I finished college, I didn't go straight home. I told Mba Endang to do the job first. I'm going to see Mr. Weily. Honestly, I'm a little worried about Gita's position. Although it is not yet certain that the 'Gita' they maxed out was Gita Ratna Puspita or not.
Mr. Weily and I made an appointment at a restaurant we used to have lunch with. I just found out that the restaurant belongs to Mr. Weily himself. Rich people think I am. As soon as I arrived, I asked anther by dormen to the table that had been infused before.
"Hey young man, how are you? Come sit down" said Mr. Weily kindly.
"Healthy sir, you yourself how are you?"
"Yes.main this way. A lonely grandfather candidate."
"Candidate? lonely?"
"Oiya you don't know, her sister Gita is pregnant, but she's abroad living with her husband, just as I have no friends."
"Well, congratulations if that's it. But there's a Gita sir"
"Where has he ever given me, maen kept the man?"
"Ehmmm.ndak know for sure me, right I'm not the baby sitter, hehe."
"Hahaha, could you. Oiya, I said there's something important you want to talk about, what's that about?"
"It must be about the Gita."
"OK..."
"Last noon, when I was on campus, I accidentally heard some people talking. The point is, they have malicious intentions to the Gita, but I don't know what that is."
"Where did you hear that?"
"Campus toilet."
"Do you know who they are?"
"No, but I heard one of them calling the other Ndre to the other."
"Owh..yeah, let alone trus?"
"Otherwise? Sir, your son is in danger, how come you're so relaxed?" ask me a little annoyed. After what Gita has done to me, I don't know why I'm still worried about her safety.
"With one command, I can find them as well as clear them all up, you take it easy! What else did you get? I was thinking of using those people."
“Utilizing?”
“Ya, our plan.”
“What's not too risky?”
“Udah just calm, keep you horrified what else?”
"Feeling me, they're the ones that Gita told me to beat me up the other day. It seems that Gita promised them something but Gita refused, so now she wants to go back to doing evil to the Gita."
"You sure?"
"Knew!"
“That kid, likes to play with fire! Means you have to clean them up," said Mr. Weily relaxed while sipping coffee in front of him.
"Well? Me?"
"Yes, the original plan was like that, right? Now we're 'helped' by them, so there's no need to make another scenario, right?"
Sir, this isn't a joke anymore!" my voice is a little high.
"Indeed, that's why you have to be serious too. Now Gita's your responsibility. If he's okay, which means you failed to take care of him, most..." Mr. Weily did not continue speaking.
"What at all?" my voice is getting higher.
"Yes you have to take responsibility" he said casually, but looked serious.
"But the original agreement was not like that!" reply me firmly. I started to panic at the threat.
"Hahaha, don't panic. I'm kidding."
"But those people's plans aren't kidding!"
"Oh, just calm down. Just trust you. The Gita is my responsibility. You just have to execute the initial plan. Okay. Now we eat first."
"I-yes sir."
We ate together again and ended the discussion. Strange old man thought I was. His son with such a threat can still be calm. Or, are the people out there really reliable? Could be. Means Mr. Weily this is not an ordinary person I thought. I can't be careless with him. I can do anything. But I'm also sure if we're good to him, he'll be much better.
***
I talked to Mr. Weily for a long time. After a brief debate it was more chatter towards casual things. After Magrib I came home. Arriving at home I was immediately greeted by Tiara who again asked about Kiki. I promise you that tomorrow will take you home. Let ga bawel. And Tiara girang is not playing. Till jumping. You little boy.
After chatting for a while with Tiara, I then met Mas Rizal and Mba Endang. As always, kiss your hands first. After that, I just went into the room. Take a break and then take a shower. After entering the room I checked my HP. There is an incoming SMS. Diah. At last.
From: My Diah says:
Excuse me...
I directly reply to him.
To: My Diah says:
Sorry why? How is that SMS?
Not long after that, her bales appeared again.
From: My Diah says:
Later at 10pm call me!
What's up, huh? It's only seven o'clock. It's still three hours away. And this will definitely feel long. Curious it will be. God, may there be nothing.