Love Bersemi Dormitory POLRI

TRI SATYANA

Hi Assalamu'alaikum guys....

Finally after all the full moon ascetic, Tutiek can write again for kalean....

I hope you haven't forgotten my story...

Happy reading all.....

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The Tri Satyana POV

Today I feel tired and really tired.Want I run away from all this.Secuil regret that many years ago hidden deep in the bottom of my deepest heart, slowly began to grow.

If I hadn't betrayed my lug girl.Aahh it wouldn't have been like this.

"How are you" I muttered when I was alone enjoying the beautiful atmosphere of Malioboro.

The atmosphere I feel is getting deeper to tear my regrets.The singing of street music increasingly makes me deep into the reverie of my past with him.

I close my eyes, trying to forget

All the good memories of you.......

"Anit, forgive all my faults", I muttered again.

I breathed my heavy breath, took my eyes out.Shadowed by the sweet and gentle face of my mistress.

The sound of crisp and cheerful voice of his laughter.

"Astaghfirullah, even your shadow and voice still haunt me, Anit", I slowly muttered.

"Ha ha ha, basic mas Arya jones".....

The crisp sound of laughter that I had always longed for was heard again.More real and clearer was heard.

"Anit, Arya.", my smile as I looked around me looking for the source of the voice that I had heard so crisp.

"Aniiitttt.", cried softly with my fists and gaping jaws.

I thought I was just hallucinating, because suddenly I saw Anita Angelia in front of me.With her crisp laughter and of course.

"Who is the man who has been holding your hand tightly Anit?", I growled with all my anger.....??

"Have you changed, long time no see, then you have begun to be touched by someone who is not your master?",

"Heeehhh fast handsome, nyangga for the sake of the handsome man, you are willing to change Anit", continued me again, while I continue to pay attention to all the movements Anit and the man who continues to hold his hand.

Waaiitt wait a minute...why is his gaze...???

I just did not dare to look at Arya mas so, this is why dare so..??

Who are you really....??

I kept an eye on the interaction of the three people in front of me.Especially Anit.Gelagatnya strange...Especially the man who was grasping tightly his shield.

His gaze..really if I became a woman would surely melt.Gaze full of puja.

Who exactly is this guy...

I still continue to monologue in my heart.Take care to keep watching them.Entah what they talk about.I noticed Anit's fickle facial expression.Something irritated, sometimes smiling sweetly, I noticed,but not infrequently I also see him blushing with a red hue on his cheek.

While the two men in front of him I see being engrossed in arguing.What they argue, to make Anit's face turn irritated like that.

After saying a few words I saw from the motion of his lips, Anit seemed to stand up and passed while grumbling.

Heehh...you didn't change Anit, you're still my old Anit.Anit kept walking until he passed right in front of me.But as usual, he never noticed around, so he didn't know that I was there.

He does not change, unless there is ....what is it??He looks more mature.

Just wanted to say hello, suddenly my phone reads.Let my mother's name there.With lazy I picked up the phone from mother.

"Hallo assalamu'alaikum ma'am,onten nopo?", I asked.

"Wa'alaikumsalam le, kowe neng in?", mother's answer.

"Ge nenangke thought ma'am,neng Malioboro.Pripun?", I asked again.

"Nyumbang teng pundi to bu?",tanyaku with furrowed eyebrows.

"Zinc Kalasan opo endi yo iki, Yan...Triyan ki wacakno iki's invitation!"answer mother.

Duuuhh this even shouted at the mother....

"Nopo tu bulek's invitation?Invitation sing Grogol nopo teapot?", heard my cousin's voice saying.

"Iyo,ki to tulung wacakno,bulikmu ki wes ra iso moco written by ngene iki children", still heard the conversation my mother and cousin.

"Tracking to nggo sopo to bulik?"ask my cousin to mom.

"Iki nggo your sister Satya" answered the mother.

"Ooohh nggo Satya the fool.he he he",sial sicut ngain me again.

Yaaa since I separated from Anit, never once did he call me by name.Triyan always called me with stupid, heh stupid, anyway always ends stupid.

And now I finally realized why Triyan always called me stupid because I was so stupid.

"Heeehhh helloo stupid, where aja loe.Ditelfon instead of answer even daydream.Ngelamunin ready loe, do not pe daydreaming Anit ya!!!", Triyan chattering with a loud voice almost broke my eardrum.

"What the hell.Brisik tau!", snapped me.

"Heehhh stupid, it's eating if the phone is focused, focus.Don't just the culverts you think", answered Triyan more and more.

"Damn loe,gue uda insyaf know not loe!!"answer me with a little emotion.

"*Emang eloe is stupid, basically stupid, really stupid",

"Eeee instead dho ngopo to iki,kowe ki nek dho get along, pisaaan wae,iso ora!!", asked my mother irritated.

"He he does bulik", replied Triyan

"He he he, pardon ma'am", I replied."Eh Triyan, what's the bill?", I then went to Triyan.

"Ooohh.grogol teapots" Triyan replied.

"Grogol??Opo's invitation?", my question while frowning.

"Yo teapot grogol.Teko nggone former persecuted", replied Triyan while chuckling.

"Grand speaking of le iso pora kowe ki?", I'm not yet connected to what Triyan was talking about.

"Duh pretended to forget again nich the world's fools", replied Triyan again mocked me.

"Ck.***......"

"Wait...!!"

Not to mention I hung up the phone, Triyan yelled.

"Opo meneh too?Nek kowe mung arep ngece ni I keep,mending closed wae", I'm so irritated with Triyan.

"Heeh the fool, indeed the former loe tu who if not the Anit.The best woman in this village that you have wasted?", replied Triyan with a furious voice.

My heart felt like it was falling out, when I heard Triyan say the truth that I had been keeping far away from my heart.

"Heeh, are you still alive?" asked Triyan.

I just fell silent, unable to say anything because of my thoughts that have returned to a few years ago.

"TRI SATYANA...!!", Triyan's thunderous voice made me realize from daydreaming.

"Heh, my ears are still normal, try to shout!", I snapped back.

"He he he...kirain dead loe.Abisnya loe diem anyway.This will be December 25th loe and loe family can invite to the wedding of Anit, in the Kalasan area" said Triyan at length.

"Anit??That means Anit's getting married or gi-gimana?", I asked in a somewhat quivering voice.

"Anit was married a month or two months ago.The husband is a member.Well tomorrow it's the recipe", said Triyan.

"Anyt.", I said at the tip of my tongue without a sound.

"So that was Anit and her husband." I cried with a broken heart.