Loved Brondong Online

6. Does Celine Have a Bucinan?

Celine waited for Lili to take a shower. The time Lili spent in the bathroom was so long. Celine's forehead wrinkled as she tried to stick her ears on the bathroom door.

Celine then moved from there and grabbed her phone. The lines on his forehead also loosened and faded. There was a line of curvature in his mouth as he looked at the screen of his phone.

To his ears he heard a sweet voice from a young poet. Young poet, just think of it. Celine did not know who was speaking. The man deserves to be called a poet.

It was the same hearing room that Celine had seen on Lili's phone. It was Arjuna's broadcast.

Deftly, his fingers also type some sentences that he addressed directly through the direct message in the application.

Arjuna had just finished reading the listener's submission. Suddenly a small laugh caught up in his words that did not seem funny at all. In fact, it has nothing to do with laughter.

"Gue was impressed with the 'addiction to the scent of your promise' diction'. If you can guess, the Rinai is a person who likes to be spoiled with sweet promises from... Haha... Cccc... "

Arjuna was silent for a moment.

"Eh, where were we? Oh, sweet promises. Yes, diction is very straightforward means yes," continued Arjuna.

Of course someone is distributing Arjuna. Was it because of the DM message sent by Celine just now? Celine was smiling at herself at the same time.

Arjuna suddenly shifted his conversation to something else. His comment on the poem from Rinai ended just like that.

"Okay, for Rinai's writing in general I like it very much. Keep up the spirit for Rinai. I look forward to the other work."

"By the way, guys. What do you think of virtual friendships brought to real life? So, for example, one of your online friends ngajak meet up, where before you have never minimally know a photo doi let alone to know the work and status doi."

"Haha... No, yeah, I... From me personally, I am very welcome. You see, from a meeting no one knows about fortune, soul mate, and others. Could it all come through someone meeting us, right?"

"Under there is typing. So, lu abis invited meet up same chick, bang? Haha... The question! You still are rich? Ck... You do not know the risk of host choice, yes obviously there is nothing that makes me meet up. Ehem... "

"Ah, no, no, no! Instead of my arrogance getting louder, mending me bacain a work again. This time it was not a message from anyone. It's my work of choice."

"It's special for someone. Hopefully this can cheer you up, eliminate your over thinking, and simply accept yourself. When you are now again sad or again upset or again happy, realize it is all part of you. Those are the emotions you should be experiencing."

*

"Live it, guys. A work titled 'Too Very Passed' by Arief Munandar."

"I have remembered some of the promises that have lost their place;

Cruel dreams are lost.

That past, not a compliment will soften my heart.

The past, not the memories that should have passed.

Lost slowly, seized the wills of time.

No more uniforms I could wear, not anymore.

Sometimes I wish those times would always work out, though,

That time will always embrace.

Time, not the time of its name; however;

If he can't cut history.

But then, does anyone understand?

Or maybe I'm the only one who never understands?

Time that makes dawn the reason for the turn of the night;

School breakup reason for changing roads.

All that remains are long nights, for the weaver;

For a human who does not want to be eliminated.

Rebellious, hoping time never works, he said,

Blurry, quiet, and hard to understand…

Time that always teaches us, appreciates everything new;

Everything that comes suddenly,

Everything we did not expect his presence.

And then we started to appreciate it,

And then we settle in it, then,

Rough time…

Forcing us not to appreciate the gift too much.

And only…

Or maybe, I'm the only one who's rude.

The days that pass, the times that move, the,

Leaving anyone who stays.

Sometimes I think, though,

Why does time never let us choose?

Why should he always choose?

There are a lot of stories out there, though,

Bringing all that is left behind,

Or maybe I'm the only one left?

Or maybe I'm the only one who never understands?

And then, it all passed…

It's too much passed… "

"That is, a work entitled 'Too Very Passed' by Arief Munandar, read very imperfectly by Arjuna in the Poetry Hearing Room."

*

Shortly after the poem was finished, Lili came out of the bathroom and went to Celine's bedroom. Lili found Celine smiling herself while watching her phone.

Lilie is approaching. He tried to get the screen of Celine's phone by his two neutrals. Lili glanced at him and Celine prevented it by squeezing her phone on her chest.

"Yee... That audio app too, that broadcast room too! Lu sneered at me about the rhyme room, breaking down the wall in the heart of blablabla... You yourself are rich in mental disorders, smiles themselves are so horrifying the rhyme broadcast! You got a soul mate in there, you?" lili.

"Ga need to be!" celine replied with a grin and left.

"Huh, basic!" grumble Lili slowly.

Lili who was still wrapped around her body with the towel was wearing her clothes when Celine had left the room.

*

After the strangeness of Celine's attitude, until bedtime even Lili still pay attention to the gelagat Celine. Now Celine is more often busy with her phone than invite Lili to chat, even though Lili is nearby.

Celine seems to be dealing with chat applications on her phone.

"So, is it true that Celine just got a wash from the virtual world?" inner Lili.

Lili also smiled to see Celine's radiant face while staring at the screen of her phone. Lili let Celine, not bother her. He was happy when his friend looked happy. Instantly, the memory of the pain that Lili felt earlier faded, changing into a little happiness about her best friend.

*

The day changed. Lili and Celine usually visit each other often, even staying at the residence of one of them alternately.

However, lately Celine looks busy with herself. Lili understands that because her best friend is probably enjoying her virtual relationship.

Until at the end...

"Lin, this afternoon I saw you again together with the same guy. Lu abis jalan sama gebetan you?" ask Lili in a video call.

"Huh? Seriously you see?" celine was surprised. "Campus, I," he whispered.

"What the hell, lu? Just a regular time!" lili.

"Lu see where? So, you know that guy?" ask Celine.

"I happened to pass Caffe Cak Moel, but far away anyway. I am again on the way to the stop. You know that deket stop, right? Well, so I just let you doi. Males I nyamperin y'all," replied Lili.

"Males? You know that guy?" ask Celine again.

"Boro-boro knows. His face is invisible. I mean not males nyamperin you because of that guy, Lin. But, because of the distance. At that time I was in a hurry, so I did not nyamperin you guys," replied Lili.

Celine exhaled as if so relieved. Lily felt something was up. She felt Celine was hiding something from her.