
Mardo had a day in the exotic city. And he was curious about his friend. Since moving in
haven't met his old friend. Mardo asked who was sitting on the bench next to him. The friendly cute girl Rusi replied, that it was Halima Haremba's bench. A native Papuan girl.
Mardo was happy to hear that. Apparently he was next to a Papuan girl. It is not imagined that he is side by side with Papuan girls. I can't wait for Halima's presence. Surely his friend in Jakarta wants to see what kind of Papuan girl his friend.
Until one day when he was checking the pr on his desk. Someone was standing near him. Mardo lifted
his face and met a look with a Papuan girl. He was not smiling at all but staring
the empty bench next to Mardo. Marta Mardo stood up and gave way for the girl to her stool.
"Hallo Halima Haremba, glad you're in school. I'm always waiting for you."
Mardo welcomed my countryman whom he waited for every day. The native girl responded
Mardo, it was a long time ago that he welcomed the helping hand. He was very careful and tried
groped whether Mardo was a good friend. That's how Mardo feels. There were some classmates too
native Papuan. They are like Halima, closed and difficult to communicate with.
"Why don't you go to school so often? I'll miss the lesson."
They've been sitting side by side. Halima sat down by the wall and leaned back. The Papuan girl looked at him
but not answering.
"Your house is far away?"
Mardo did not give up on prying about his fellow countryman. Halima shook her head, her lips
the tiny one smiled thinly. He probably doesn't want to talk about himself.
Halima Haremba is a sweet girl. His face was thin, and his lips thin. It is different from most Papuan girls.
His skin was black but smooth and nice. Her hair is long curly, not dreadlocks like a Papuan girl. He wears a long-sleeved shirt that is inserted into a rimpel skirt. Pretty fashionable and stylish. Friends call her Miss Black Sweet.
According to Rusi, Halima likes to observe the newcomer girl she likes. He then imitated his style of dress and attitude. Rusi had actually advised Halima to be herself. Because Halima once embarrassed herself when imitating someone. And that's very funny. Not suitable for Halima.
Halima's current style of dress mimics Vana. Long sleeve shirt and wide rimpel skirt.
Oh, that's right too. Mardo nodded in a nod considering Vana who was always wearing a long-sleeved shirt, rimpel skirt and sneakers. Don't forget the big school bag. Halima imitates the whole thing and not bad. The vana is tiny and looks bigger with clothes like that. Halima is becoming more fashionable. The clever Papuan girl. He and Rusi showed each other thumbs.
Halima Haremba is always present at school. He was close friends with Sarah Lee. She can
talk freely, laugh chuckle even hesteris when Sarah Lee bothers him. Halima if angered
Sarah Lee wanted to hug and squeeze her tightly. Sarah Lee dodged and ran away in class.
Halima.
"Also Halimah! don't hug me beta."
Sarah Lee cried out in fear despite a smile hanging on the corner of her lips.
"Then don't make me angry! that's a guarded mouth don't make red ears huh!"
Halima was furious when she threatened her friend. And end up hugging each other
screaming and laughing. It turns out that behind silence and closed Halima also has a side of hesteria and likes to joke. But only with Sarah Lee can she freely experiment like that.
After days of school, Halima suddenly ditched her back. No news at all.
Children with lessons and activities that many forget Halima. Busyness and a lot
the task of making everyone not have time to think about Halima. So is Mardo.
Every now and then when Mardo saw Halima's chair, he wondered why Halima was ditching again? did happen
something until he can't go to school? he asked Rusi. But the girl shook her head. It doesn't
tau. According to Rusi, Halima's house is very far across the sea and through the forest and gardens. Finally
Mardo is also slowly no longer taking care of his compatriot.
Mardo also has a friend to go and go home from school, Vana. Girl imitated model
dressed by Halima Haremba. He was late to go home because the homeroom teacher called him
go to the office and talk about her skirt being too mini. In jakarta teenage girls are
cover a mini skirt with high sneakers.
Mardo was still wearing his uniform from his old school. Especially her favorite skirt
the short. Actually in the old school, the issue of uniforms is given to each favorite
the color is the same. Some people like to wear long skirts, but most children
those who are entering adolescence prefer skirts above the knee, or knee-length fits.
Mardo's friendship gang made their uniform skirt above the knee. Not too mini, looks cute
and sweet. But according to the homeroom teacher, the skirt was too short. He offered to buy a uniform
the school cooperative. Mardo said he had to tell Mami.
"Don't get angry and hurt, son, I'm just keeping you from going through something
regrets later. It is different here in Jakarta. Hope you understand, son."
His homeroom teacher smiled meaningfully. Mardo just nodded then said goodbye to coming home.man
the author let him go. Mardo's cheeks are red. There was a man just this once
who objected to her miniskirt.
Mardo came out of the school building with a quiet mind. There are no vehicles. Mardo's Forced
on foot. Not to mention far away as he looked in front of him someone was walking with an umbrella.
Not thinking long he was chasing a teenage girl as big as himself.
"Wait!"
He screams and calls. The pigtailed girl turned her body back and
waiting with smiling lips.
"Hey Mardo, late coming home too?"
"Yeah. Do you know my name?"
Mardo was dumbstruck while the girl giggled in agility.
"Of course, your arrival was broadcast by the city radio operator Fak-fak, om Busy."
"Correct?"
"Yes, even now sometimes busy om still call your family, so all the residents
know yourself, your brother and sister."
"Oh, we never tuned the radio."
Then the two looked at each other.
"I'm Vana."
The girl reached out her hand, and they shook hands.
"Whether it's not a taxi passing by, it's hot."
Mardo complains even though Vana has shared an umbrella with him.
"People like this are rare taxis. Most of the children were picked up and transferred. Some more
bring your own vehicle."
Mardo allows, only a few taxis and transport vehicles. Mostly by shuttle or
self-flagging. It is no different from the school in Jakarta. Ways and relationships of city teenagers
remote is not inferior to in Jakarta. Except the mini skirt in question the homeroom.
Vana and Mardo find it suitable, they chat about various things. Mardo too
tell me about miss black sweet. Mardo called it Vana's twin, because of the shirt
his uniform, style of wearing it as well as his bag and shoes are also the same. The girl again sniggered
parsimony.
"You're this, what's black beta? hi hi hi hi's twin."
"He idolized you Van."
"Hi hi hi hi, Halima Haremba the black sweet lady, she is indeed a copycat."
The two talked about Miss black sweet. She's a beautiful Papuan girl.
Very different from other Papuan girls. Her lips were tiny and her face was oval, her hair was oval
choppy and often braided for neatness.
Vana says in her class there are also friends who are native to Papua but she is not as beautiful as Halima Haremba, nor is she
popular. A lot of people like Halima and she was even given the nickname Miss Black Sweet.
It did not feel like Mardo saw his house at a height.
"Vana, let's stop by I'll introduce you to my mom and sister yuk."
Vana did not refuse, they ran up the steps, then arrived at the expanse of grass in the yard
as well as orange and cherry trees. Mardo entered the terrace and said his greetings. Pat opened the door.
"Let's Van here come in, sit down I'll get you a drink, it's hot today."
"Mom, Mommy!"
Enter while calling Mami who is apparently praying. He only showed up when Mardo was
making orange syrup for Vana and herself. Vana and Mami smiled and looked at each other. Patriacia also shone on Vana.
Mami offers Vana lunch to accompany Mardo, but Vana refuses, she has to rush home because she has
late from the return hour. Vana said the house was not far, close to the meeting hall. Tomorrow hopefully we can go to school together.
***
The crane! The crane! The crane!
"Who are you going to?"
Patricia was heard picking up the phone. It just so happened that Mardo was reading on the sofa and looking at his sister
who ran to pick up the house phone located in the corner of the living room.
"Oh, ada. He said he wanted to talk to you."
Patricia gave Mardo a phone call. But the girl told Patricia to ask who her name was.
"Whose name?"
Patricia smiled amusedly.
"Say from a handsome and cool guy."
"Sir, his name is handsome and cool!"
"Ich! who the hell?"
Patricia throws the phone handle at Mardo and he gets back engrossed with his game.
Mardo picked up the phone and he heard the clinking of the guitar.
"Who is? I don't know him?"
"He he he, I know you but you don't know me."
There was the sound of a man hoarsely wet on the other side.
Mardo was silent, he had never chatted with a man except with Papi, Mangara
"Hows it? feel at home in Papua? it looks like it's so good."
"Where else, Papi I'll be on duty here. Don't feel at home, who are you?"
"He he he, you will know. Anyway handsome and cool people. That Idol guy."
"Didih, why say himself handsome and cool anyway? Idol guy again, not necessarily times."
Mardo is cynical, he feels prank and just men-le he he, mending praises himself, than no one praises."
"Pity you."
"Not really, Exotic city girls who say he he he, ask the Idol Man, all
the girls know."
"Ngapain, no need. Yes, yes."
Mardo was going to disconnect the phone, but the men there stopped him.
"Wait on! wait!"
"What's? I don't know you for free."
"Come acquaintance, I'm the Idol Man."
Mardo put down the phone. But again there was the sound of crings.
The girl ignored him. Until it finally stopped once.
Far away in a place the young man was smiling cheerfully.
"He's adorable, you grumpy he he he he."
'But even so, I like it. Keep thinking about him and want to call and listen
his voice was that crisp. He he he how are his breasts? does it still hurt."
The young man widened his lips and lay on a king-size bed. It's free
back with legs open wide. He thought about returning to the exotic city
to meet the girl. But what if Papi asks. Yesterday he already
a whole month spent vacationing in the exotic city.
But the beloved shoots arrived. Her father called and asked if she could go home
to that small town. The regent invited him at the Exotic city anniversary event. Contants
the young man cheered in his heart.
"Can Pi, I just happen to be starting my college in two weeks. There's no activity."
"Then go home soon, boy, the show's the night after Sunday."
"Ok Pi, I'm home."
Very cheerful of the young man. He told his friend that he had to go back to town
exotics. And the two friends just stammered, then shouted, "Yes we're home too!"
***
Exotic city birthdays are always celebrated. Schools have an invitation
to celebrate in a field. And the evening of the art parties from various agencies
and also school.
As the number one school in the city, the Mardo school had the honor of being the organizer
night party birthday party beloved city. Various preparatory exercises were held. In between studying and
teach. At recess or school, students are chosen to practice in the school hall.
Time keeps going. It's all fun and no problems. Walking and training lessons as well. Mardo got good grades in all lessons. It turns out that the lessons at school are slower than in Jakarta. It is not strange that Mardo obtained high values. This made both Yulianti and Mimi jealous.
Yulianti and Mimi were very uncomfortable in their existence. The two girls often whispered whispering while looking cynically at Mardo. What's more, seeing the closeness of Mardo and Richi, the two girls were like burning, red smoldering. They agreed to find a way to take down Mardo.
"She doesn't know who we are, just look at it."
Mimi clenched her hands, enduring the hatred.
"He Mi, can't wait to work on it!, prettier! smartass! popular sok huh!"
"Prophey Yan, just follow his annoying behavior first."
Suddenly a girl approached," hey you whisper what whisper while staring at the newcomer?"
"Eh Lee, don't interfere!"
Yulianti pushed the girl named Sarah Lee. But Sarah Lee again wanted to whisper whispers of three whispers but Mimi and Yulianti did not want the girl's presence. They push each other and end up laughing.
"Have you heard?"
Sarah Lee is still trying to be between the two stylish and fashionable girls.
"What's? if you want to tell me quickly? don't make a dizzy nutmeg."
"The Idol guy's coming to our town's birthday party!."
"Seriously?"
"Wauuu, the Idol guy's coming home!"
The three girls looked at each other, their faces and smiles on the lips were so bright.
What's up, huh? how they are so happy.
Mardo had seen the behavior of the three classmates. But then he ignored it. Not business. After all, he did not feel suitable to be friends with them. Just a classmate. Different from Vana. He feels comfortable. But clearly he heard Mimi mention the Idol Man. So it's true there's an Idol Man in this town.
Does he need to ask Vana about idol Men? If Vana doesn't know there is still Betty Sapacua girl whose house is not far from Vana. Ask Vana or Betty?
During the break Mardo looks for Vana and Betty. But they are not in class. Only two girls
then take her to the cafeteria because Vana and Betty were going to the cafeteria. The girl is Zam-zam and Rosse.
The three of them went to the cafeteria.
The atmosphere of the school and the exotic city feels different.Class classes are like racing to prepare a special dish. There are groups, there are duets, solo, there are mingling between classes. Other schools are the same. Mardo heard the show three nights. It will be attended by the father and mother of the Regent as well as officials, businessmen and many more. The committee was very busy with the grand event. The party was the embodiment of the Exotic city youth union.
All the girls were talking about the party.
"People are hoping to get a girlfriend at the party."
"Yes, kitong too."
"Let's not get an idol guy, which is okay."
"Ha ha ha, give up ya."
"Aren't you giving up?"
"So the idol let it be, love yourself."
The girl laughing seemed to laugh at their misfortune.
There is no end to talking about the party. Girls shop for cosmetics, evening dresses, shoes and bags.All want to be the prettiest. Like there's a prince who's gonna pick a princess. Mardo became impatient to know what the party was like. Friends invited him to participate but Mardo refused, he preferred to be an observer only. It is still very new in the city.
And finally arrived. Exotic city birthday party. Massive event in the morning on the field. Straight away
throw flowers into the sea. Feast with the regent and exotic city businessmen. Towards the dhuhur, the event was finished. The night will continue at the meeting hall. City pride building
that's. A magnificent building that contains a thousand more people.
From afternoon group after group of students came to the meeting hall. Papi also received an invitation to the event. After the magrib prayer he left with Patricia. Mommy's not feeling well. Mardo is waiting for Vana and Betty's invitation.
The gate of the building is guarded by a committee girl who dresses beautifully and fantasies. Every guest who comes is welcomed and delivered to his place. So even when Papi and Patricia arrived immediately in warm welcome. Mardo and his friend were not far behind Papi. Mardo heard many voices calling his name. The girl choked. Many cowboys from other schools know his name. They waved at Mardo while saying his name. The girl was caught off guard and hurriedly invited her friend to sit not far from Papi's row. Still on the front. On stage some dancers have alternated appearing. Dance dance typical of Papua city. The harbor and screams of the dancers. It was a beautiful dance and a song about the city.
'This is our country, Lord.
Let us keep walking, with your promise mother ancestor until this breath is over.
Our idung marina always lived quietly
Our idung marina has always lived in peace.
This is our Gulf, our sea, we were born for this country.
This is our cape mountain, not of choice but of destiny
On the top of the false-face one three-stone furnace.
This country will always entertain you'
All the teenagers follow the song, how they love the exotic city. The song was replayed again and again until the show ended. The regent and his entourage have occupied their respective benches. Silence and wisdom when the opening prayer is recited.
Next walk relaxed. Event after event interspersed with entertainment from exotic city teenagers. Then I heard the girl hesteris. What else is it? Mardo.
"Exotic city Idol guy, Raka! raka's brother!"
Vana and Betty follow hesteris.
"Who is Van?"
Mardo whispered in Vana's ear.
"Sister Raka, he's a singer and a reliable guitar player of Exotic City, he's a male idol of girls Do."
Sahut Vana with a happy mimic. At the gate there are so many and hesteris girls. All
eyes look there. A young man in the care of several body guards. Mardo didn't blink
look towards the motorcade.
"The Idol Man has arrived, we welcome him, Idol Man!"
After Host said hesteris sounding the girls who were in the building.
While the motorcade stopped in front of the regent. Greetings occur and hug.
Apparently the idol man was begging for blessing to go on stage.
The sorority is getting bigger. " Raka, Raka Raka!"
Girl calls her name.
Hemmm, Mardo was transfixed and swept away by the atmosphere of the earthquake, Idol Man! male Idol.
Is that the mysterious caller? The girl was speechless. He stared at and
enjoy a young man's guitar playing there.
Happy birthday song is beautiful. And everyone in the building sings. And Mardo
just realized that Betty hasn't been around for a long time. Betty sang in front with the Idol Man. Betty's Voice
very melodious. He looked at Vana.
"Betty's second winner of this year's Exotic city singer race."
"Gee."
Mardo gasped, he did not expect Betty was a talented aspiring singer. Her voice is loud
tall and he can balance the Idol guy's guitar playing. The girls were hesterical and did not stop cheering and clapping.
"Hey, don't clap for Raka, he's the idol guy of this city. The regent gave him that name."
"So, the idol man was the name given by the regent?"
"Yes." Yeah."
Sounded again hesteris girl. The figure had now started strumming his guitar.
There was a long tone that cut him. Make everyone in the building dazzled and bewitched. His guitar playing and occasional singing are amazing.
Until the last song he played with appreciation, white pigeon, making everyone present in the building almost cry as if also felt the pain of the content of the verse. Then the meeting hall seemed to be collapsed by hesteris and applause rumbled. The idol man bowed his body then went down from the stage. The regent welcomed her and hugged her warmly. He sat among the entourage of the regent.
It's true, the regent liked the Idol Man.
Seriate