If I Could Dream

CHAPTER 4 - Nugas In Warkop

Finally going home from school too!

Karin flexed her scorching muscles. Today there are only two subjects, Physics and Biology. Make all students breathe a sigh of relief because Panjalu High School comes home earlier than usual.

However, the sigh of relief was only a moment until the shadow of his homeroom teacher, Mr. Budi, flashed across his head.

The change of lesson bell rang. One class cheered excitedly as if waiting for the departure of Mr. Budi. The teacher just went in to tell him that he was the homeroom teacher, then appointed the interim Class Chief and Secretary, Chandra and Sandra.

Before the classroom door was closed, his face was overtaking with a sly smile.

“PR!”

At Sandra's idea, Karin and her friends agreed to do physics work while eating together. At that time Chandra idly took the rich man, Quin, to the WKT (Coffee Shop ‘Terserah’).

It's shocking! The girl who usually nongki in expensive cafes actually refused the invitation of her social friends, then sat behind Chandra's big motorbike with graceful movements. "Well, I want to cheat physics too."

Here they are now.

“Suk, one pancong coffee, yes!”

“One jak? Not enough ‘o?”

Chandra clucking. Stared asuk Jinjing, the fathers of coffee shop owners who often heard the complaint.

"One day, suk."

"Related, ndra?" Asuk Jinjing tried to convince. Many times he tricked Chandra into buying more coffee with this trick. "I'll give you a discount on the first day of school."

“Nmobile. Add fried food if it is.”

“Fried tadak discount. Rice is. Where's your stomach full of fried foods?”

“Heee. Yes, added two. No need to discount, much money me!”

“Not your money, your father's money."

Asuk is in addition to fond of scraping his wallet, he also likes to mock subscription customers. “Dah, go there. Turn of the back man. Afternoon, his friend this brash kid, huh? What do you want to eat?"

“Kok same my friend softened?” chandra did not accept. “El, rin, Timo, Quin also order gih. Let me find the table.”

“Message here? Don't sit around waiting for the waiter?” quin was confused. This is his first time hanging out in a coffee shop.

El stared one by one at the food and drinks on the menu. To be honest, he was confused as to what this lunch was. As he recalled, Karin once said that the girl likes to eat chicken geprek. Did he just buy a chicken?

“Mie chicken no, suk?” asked Karin, diverting El from Jinjing's menu list. What the hell, El? When does Karin like to be so hot?!

Timo who got Sandra's phone immediately tapped on the girl's shoulder.

'"Why, Tim?”

“I'm going to pick up Sandra. Got us just as much as the order is with you. Later tell me the nominal how much I pay.”

“Oh? Okay.”

“Okay, bye guys!"

“Rin-rin." As soon as Timo left, replace Quin who whispered called out to him. “There is no count of how many calories? I don't want fat.”

“There is a salad, Quin.”

“Salad? What fruit salad is vegetable?”

Karin flashes. Fruit or vegetable salad? He never bought it. “Less... know sih.”

“Aish! Dizziness. I'm going to Chandra aja–”

Quin looked worried. He didn't know if food and drink were guaranteed cleanliness in a place like this? An open coffee shop with small volume dangdut speakers, filled with teenage children from various high schools who sit cursing at each other for losing a game.

Glug. Quin's shoulders goosebumps. There are also teenagers who smoke while playing UNO– cards despite sitting very far from the table that Chandra occupies.

Well... If Chandra's stomach alone can swallow food and drink here, why can't Quin?

“Samain.” He finally decided. “I... same with you.” Calculate experience.

Quin immediately covered to where Chandra was sitting, leaving Karin and El both before Jinjing's sideburns.

The complicated atmosphere in the middle of El and Karin was not yet straight. There is a sense of awkwardness that surrounds them even though they both know, if both of them have to ignore the status of ‘former boyfriend’ when in the middle of classmates.

“Geprek.” El finally raised a voice. “Sama tea ice.”

“Tea ice too, suk, everything.”

After Asuk Jinjing repeated their order, Karin confirmed all the food and drinks and El paid for the entire total. Thanking them, they went to where Chandra and Quin were sitting.

Asuk Jinjing told his wife about the food the young children ordered. The corner of his lips smiled at what I saw as the two lovebirds as they walked side by side to Chandra's table.

Reminds him of his youth only.

“Tuh, Karin just don't spray-seport sanitizer to the tables.” Sindir Chandra on the girl beside him.

Quin was planning to hit. From this morning, this tanned skinned guy beside him was happy to mock him ‘ freak’ girl.

“Like me dong want to clean up the health protocol!"

“Not all disinfectant bath here, neng? OUCH!”

“Racaine!” Satisfied Quin. Not in vain he learned boxing during online school. Apparently it's useful to hit Chandra's arm too until the guy is lying dramatically on the table.

Gabriel jerking. Chandra is muscular, his body is tall, and his shoulders are as wide as the ocean. But if Quin has made it a boxing bag, the guy suddenly resigned and accepted the reality.

Not long after, the wheelbarrow also came with their food and drinks. Jinjing's foster wife, a’i Susanti smiled brightly looking at the hungry faces waiting for her.

Chandra sparkles. “Camsia yes a’i!”

“Xiexie ni!” karin is excited. Her stomach has been rumbling since the bell came home from school.

While Chandra helps hand out food and drinks to her friends, a’i Susanti utters the same in Mandarin and asks them to come to this coffee shop often.

“A’i!” chandra exclaimed, holding a’i Susanti away. “This, chicken noodles are advantages.”

Uh-uh? "Don't you order chicken noodles too?”

“No, just fried two equal coffee. They eat chicken noodles.”

“Loh? Why did Jinjing say you ordered too?” Did her husband start to go senile? “For you, ndra. Free.”

“Hah? Don't need that a'i—aduuh om-om. I'll pay it up."

“Eeehhh no need, no need. Sometimes you eat for free. A’i go first yes, many people want to buy.”

“A'i? A’i!”

Chandra clucking. A'i refused his payment so inevitably he sat down and took the chopsticks. Anyway, I have to pay for this chicken noodle before I go home.

Chandra is not used to eating for free. Seriously. Not that he is arrogant, because in addition to not want to harm the coffee shop that hard-earned husband-wife defend–especially during the pandemic like this, he felt burdened.

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