Jakarta In Today
Old friend
The longer the Soldier drifted in the daydream, to the point that he had to be surprised, when Narmo patted him hard on the shoulder repeatedly. Soldiers with Narmo's face gawked without closing their mouths.
But this one hick guy started pointing towards the front in a strange way.
"What the hell is Mo, you're possessed ?."
"That's ahead, Kar." Reply Narmo stuttered.
The soldier followed in the direction where Narmo's fingers were pointing, he could see two smooth white slender legs without feathers standing right in front of them now.
Surely it is not the foot of one of the Soldier's friends, because most of his friends in this place is a porters or weathered bachelor who works playing guitar and is more unemployed than working.
Even the Soldiers themselves knew, what their feet were all like, furry feet that were pitch-black, or even the owner of ulcers and water fleas on each sidelines of the toes with an unusually foul odor.
Until all of that possibility, Soldier came to the conclusion that there was clearly no way that his friend was this beautiful.
"Kar?, Soldier right?, Are you a Soldier." He was asked and answered by himself, by a woman standing in front of them now.
"Miss, I haven't even answered it yet, but you just want to talk..." Reply Soldiers who looked up.
He could see who the lady who came with the familiar snobs was. Unraveling long, straight, blonde, stylish and fragrant hair also covered her face along with glare of street lights.
But at first glance Soldier knew, if the woman had a pretty face, white skin, was smiling and staring seriously for two beautiful pink eyes towards her.
The soldier himself seemed confused, he was still thinking, about who was consciously and willingly without the slightest coercion, willing to greet people like him.
Moreover, now, Soldier with Narmo, of course there are only two types of women who want to come to say hello, first he is nearsighted and secondly he is a busker.
There was no music around them.
If the Soldier had to observe more deeply for a person like himself, very rarely in the life of the Soldier, he was greeting beautiful women like whatever their shape.
The woman showed the fashion style of a young capital city today who only uses hot pants and thin blue clothes with a jacket as a cover of her personal assets.
An appearance that opened the aura to make Soldiers and Narmo surprised while swallowing saliva. How not, this is like finding an unexpected grand prize from a coffee pack that people throw away and accidentally ridge up.
"Who do you know, the cave does not know ." Answer the confused soldier.
"What the hell are you, six years without seeing each other, you've forgotten your old friend." He said a little annoyed.
"Sorry, I've never had a beautiful friend in this indecent outfit. Or maybe you're nearsighted and mistook me for an ex." Soldier answered with a laughing face of his own.
As for looking at Narmo, he still gaped until he forgot to close his mouth, and it was a shame for Soldiers.
"I'm Zizah Rohimah, you remind me ?."
"Yes, it's true that I have a friend named Zizah, but he's not like you, Zizah has short hair, is rude and likes to play football. Unlike you, please don't play with a single person, it's not good, I'm in a lot of trouble, you should know." The soldier replied a little annoyed, though,
but he was also confused to respond to the words of a beautiful woman who claimed to be a friend.
Soldiers may feel lucky if a beautiful woman claims to be a friend. Despite whatever happiness Soldier feels for the strange statement from the woman in front of him right now.
"Isn't this the coffee advertising artist, Fanesa." Narmo said when likening the face of the girl in front of them with a picture of a coffee wrap cover sheet that he picked up from the trash around.
"Ah that's true but don't be hard later many know, well Narmo." The girl replied in a whisper and ended the flirtatious blink of an eye.
"But you know me." Narmo's speech is almost semaputaneous.
"Of course, we used to play ball together."
Narmo was surprised, he looked happy instead of playing just smiling widely and nodding his head repeatedly.
Mamun is different from Soldier, who somehow saw the face of the girl become so flirtatious when winking to the narmo, it makes the stomach feel uncomfortable. It could also be due to drinking too much coffee, while rarely eating rice, making acid reflux.
One thing for sure is that the Soldier does not match the city girl, it makes the Soldier uncomfortable because the appearance of open clothing is very contrary to the customs.
But now that Narmo jumped up in joy, he was like possessed by a river-wearing genie behind us, the hickboy smiled like a madman from his eyes like he was emitting a sense of wonder, he was silent without saying anything other than a disgraceful face.
"So why don't you reply to my chat ." Ask the woman familiarly.
"Sorry coffee model, I don't know you, especially Fanesa artist, if we know an artist it's just a single organ biduan or a pretty waitress from warteg alone." Clarify Soldiers maintain self-esteem.
"You haven't changed in the past, you've always had fun with women, so you really don't know me ?." Reply Fanesa who did make Soldiers.
It gets even stranger because he knows that Soldier was never close to any woman except some of his acquaintances, even if it was a cigarette SPG, where an SPG approached him using minimal clothing and offered a pack of cigarettes at twice the price.
Then he will pray 'O Allah strengthen the faith and the wallet of your servant .', as it is, until the SPG is gone.
"Whoever you may be beautiful, would like an advertising artist coffee, toothpaste, hair oil, cooking oil, brake fluid even once, I don't know you ." Soldier said it with annoyance.
Hearing what Soldier said, This beautiful coffee advertising artist, just clamped her nose with both fingers and pulled Soldier down.
Really, that's all, making Soldiers feel like a beautiful nostalgic sensation during his junior high, where there is a girl who will do it if it is upset with his indifference.
Even so, the female figure in Soldier's memory is a rude girl with polite, grumpy clothes and likes to fight.
A woman who would make a soldier smile broadly in any matter, it was just that the person who did that had gone somewhere.
If it were true that this Fanesha was Zizah, everything was now much different, even the Soldiers did not know about anything he was showing now.
"Do you remember ." Said the woman who was still standing and looking annoyed with her beautiful face.
One action that proves that the city of Jakarta can indeed change everything in the human soul.
"You're still doing that ." Soldier said by holding the nose that still hurts due to the actions of Azizah.
"That's because you always piss me off." He answered with his face still pouting and hands crossed to the chest.
Unmistakably, she is Azizah, a rude girl who used to be a childhood friend of Soldiers and Narmo.
