LOVE AND CERTAINTY

LOVE AND CERTAINTY
The Long Day



I looked at myself in a large mirror in the bathroom, and looked at him closely.


"A long day has been waiting for me, I should be ready to pick her up.


Diana's spirit!" I clenched my hand to encourage myself.


After I finished the bathroom, I saw that the people in this room had all woken up.


But, there is something interesting with Dita and Wia. They took a glass of water out the window.


"What do you drink?" manya curious.


"It's dew water, last night we kept it out the window until this morning. He said it was a blurring of the vocal cords." explained Wia while drinking the water.


Seen from the outside of the glass there are many water grains attached.


"What's it like, Wi?" I was still focusing on watching Wia.


"Well water, Diana. Emang, you think the taste of jengkol juice is rowdy! ahhaa.haha.." replied Wia like a tease me.


I also felt annoyed with Wia's behavior, then I decided to leave.


As for Dita, she was just smiling looking at me with my annoyance.


After finishing eating the breakfast given by the committee, I, Dita, and Wia finally left the room.


We walked down the hallway on the first floor, then walked up the stairs to the second floor. And it ends with our farewell. Because the race room to sing with the race room to write a different short story.


I set foot into a room at the end of the hotel. At the front door stood one of the organizers inviting me in. Maybe because I saw my participant's signature card around my neck.


Slowly, I dragged my slightly trembling legs as it felt extremely tense.


I saw someone sitting there holding his ballpoint.


"Hans!" my words feel surprised.


Because, it turned out that he was one of the few twelve people who would become my rivals.


Hans looked over because he saw me coming.


"Diana!" hans. He was also surprised by my presence.


"Hehe. Hans, you like to write too?"


I said as I walked closer to him. Then he sat down in an empty chair right next to Hans.


"Yes, as you can see!" hans looked at me.


"Great you, yeah! Biologically, writing is synonymous with women!"


"Ahh, it's Diana. I'm just a hobby" Hans said as humbled.


"I thought you were in a singing race, Di?"


continued Hans.


The deg!


The call was no stranger to me. And, like it reminds me of Zen.


Though everyone at home or at school used to call me with the call just 'Di'. But all I remember is a Zen.


"Well, what's he doing there?" whispered heart.


"Kangeeennn.." suddenly the remark just popped out.


"Who are you, Di?" hans asked curiously.


"Hehe. You kepo ah!" I said to Hans. Instantly my face flushed upon hearing Hans's question.


"What's? I miss? Yes, it is true, said Dilan. Don't miss, because longing is hard. haha" Diana


"Boyfriend, huh??" hans said he teased me.


"Ssttt.." My index finger stuck to my lips.


Because I saw someone come into this room. Someone who looks dashing with his black shirt. Looks like he's the one who's going to be the supervisor in this room.


"Good morning, children" said the supervisor.


"Morning.." We all answered.


"Today, the talent you have is at stake" said the supervisor, adding to the tension in the room.


"Then write very well. Give all your abilities to come up with a valuable story,"


continue the supervisor.


"Time allotted for ninety minutes. And the theme for today is..." The supervisor tells the theme what will be a competition of imagination.


Yes, because short stories come from an imagination poured into a writing.


Me, Hans and the rest of the participants in this room began to fight to test speed, accuracy and bring out quality creativity in the form of writing.


Word by word I put it on the polio paper given by the supervisor.


Finally, ninety minutes passed.


One by one, the participants submitted the work they had written. Some are satisfied with their hard work, and some feel anxious about the results of their decisions later.


I dragged my foot forward giving the work of my pen to the supervisor. I feel very satisfied with my hard work. Not in vain, last night I woke up from my sleep. Because last night's reading corroborated my memory.


"Alhamdulillah, fortunately the theme given by Bu Fani is the same as the theme given by the supervisor today," I said feeling very relieved.


"Diana!" call Hans when I see you leaving the room.


I turned my head, "Yes, Hans," I replied as I turned my body to look at Hans.


"In, play first yuk! Look at Dita and Wia, if they haven't performed yet, maybe we can watch it" Hans asked as he pulled my hand.


I can only follow behind him.


Because, even though I said no, it was useless because my hand had been pulled by Hans's hand.


We walked through three rooms from my room. And it turned out to be true, Dita and Wia just went up to the podium to present their golden voices.


"It is fitting that they are always the two, the chemistry is very good." I said while holding my cheeks, because I felt baper to hear Dita and Wia singing.


They sang a regional song from West Java 'Bulan Sapotong'.


"Month sapotong ktikkeun abdi kiatkeun


Buleudkeun hate leupas ti manehna


Sapotong datangkeun or datangkeun


Gaganti Love anu langkung sagalana"


So much to enjoy it, I didn't realize that this head had been leaning on Hans's shoulder.


He also didn't move at all when my head started to lean on his shoulder.


He smiled happily at this position.


Czechoslovakia!


Hans took a picture of me with his cell phone. I immediately raised my head. And tried asking with the glare of my sharp eyes.


"Hehe. good, Di. It's good for our memories" Hans said, staring at a photo of his hand.


"What's? Our memories?" I was surprised by what Hans said.


"Yes, a memento that we've known before" Hans replied casually.


"Give me your phone number donk, Di!" hans pleaded.


"No! We only know him here. Why are you asking for my phone number?" I asked, which seems no longer necessary to exchange mobile numbers.


"Can be happy, Di. Who knows, the next day we meet again" Hans replied and put his phone in my hand.


I finally gave him my mobile number.


After that, we decided to go back and rest in a hotel room. Because maybe, just a little bit twisting the brain to think. And it feels, these eyes are already very keen to be closed. Maybe last night I couldn't sleep well. To this day, I decided to continue my sleep.


***


The next day, before deciding to go home. We want to feel first, the pool is near the park. That pool that night, I could only look at it from a distance.


"Used... Wia... spout donk!" I said calling Dita and Wia. Because they are busy in the bathroom.


"Yes..in a minute, Diana!" answer them.


After Dita and Wia finished with their business, finally with joy we ran like a child who was very happy about swimming.


Without warning, Dita and Wia threw themselves together.


Buurrschh!!


The sound of water as they jumped into the pool.


I just kept quiet, because I forgot, I can't swim at all.


If there were swimming lessons in school, I could only have one style.


That is... Batuuu Style...!! Haha


"Come donk, Diana. You forced us. Now you're silent helpless! haha" said Wia meledekku. Because I was just standing by the pool.


"I want to, too, but I'm afraid of drowning" replied I, envious of seeing them swimming here and there.


"Let me save you, Diana!" hans shouted that appeared suddenly from behind.


I looked up at Hans.


"Ekheemm...ekheemm.." murmured Bu Fani while smiling as if teasing me.


"Newly familiar, but it seems you guys are very close, yes!" said Bu Fani.


"Ahh, no, Mom. Hans aja who had excessive chanting," I heard Bu Fani's words.


"Already.. Don't take too long, play! Must remember in a moment we must prepare to go home," said Wia's mother from a distance.


We just nodded, hearing orders from Wia's mother.


***


Epilogues


Meanwhile, at Diana's school someone was missing her. He was sitting in a hut behind the school.


"Why does this longing bother me?" said Zen holding his thumping chest.


"Damn! He didn't even tell me at all. Even yesterday, if I hadn't contacted him, where would he have told me!" zen was upset with Diana's attitude.


"Is he having fun, with.." Zen thought like remembering someone's name.


"Hans! That's right, let Diana name Hans. You crazy bastard! If I knew you, I wouldn't let you know Diana!" zen felt very angry.


"Am I jealous?" zen's mind in his subconscious.


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