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8. I'm not Kasmaran anymore!

Morning again greeted Lili with enthusiasm. Today is the weekend. Lili is not visiting her to-do-list work at the office.

At 6:30, Lili walked outside her apartment.

TING TING...

A street vendor cart walked slowly in front of him. Very timely. Lili was looking for breakfast after a walk.

"Mangs! Want the porridge," said Lili.

Since then the woman wearing the headset has turned on the live streaming application on her phone. However, his favorite broadcast is not yet live.

The chicken porridge trader stopped, took out a plastic chair and prepared a Lili order.

Notifications on the screen of Lili's phone also appeared.

Your favorite broadcaster Arjuna is live!

"How many servings, Ma'am?" ask the chicken porridge swordtails.

Lili pressed the notification to immediately join the broadcast room.

"One serving, Mang," replied Lili.

"Good morning, literary lovers. Back again with me Arjuna in the Poetry Hearing Room." said the announcer.

Lili's attention was fixed on the voice that suddenly appeared through her cellphone.

"That's a sound. "inner Lili.

"Do you want to be eaten here or wrapped, ma'am?" asked the chicken porridge merchant to distract Lili.

"To be here, Mang.

"What about all the friends' day? Hopefully this morning.

"You spicy or not, Mommy?" ask the chicken porridge again. Again the merchant interrupted Lili's concentration to listen to Arjuna's voice.

Lili raised her palm to the merchant, hinting for the merchant to hold back her words.

"Because in my place the weather is bright, friends." said the broadcaster.

"It sounds like that guy. The guy who helped me twice. Kiki, yes, Kiki is her name. Kiki's voice is very familiar. Apparently the voices of Kiki and Arjuna are similar, "the inner Lili.

"Mr?" greet the merchant slowly.

"CK! WHAT THE HELL? WHAT DON'T SEE, THIS IS ME AGAIN. " said Lili snapped at the merchant.

Lili suddenly held her voice. He just realized what he had done was not necessary. Why should he be angry with the chicken porridge merchant? After all, the chicken porridge merchant only asked about Lili's order.

"Eh, sorry, sorry, Mang. I focused on HP. What was it, huh?" asked Lili with a soft tone of voice.

"His porridge, Mommy want to be spicy or not?" said the merchant with a lazy look who barely cared about Lili's apology.

"Oh, the spiciness is a little, Mang. Sorry, Mang, yes" said Lili.

"Yes, it's nothing, ma'am. I'm used to tea if anyone talks so much to me. I am a small person. I'm all right, or. (blablabla)," said the merchant.

Apparently Lili again did not listen to the words of the merchant who seemed to complain. Lili seemed to be smiling herself listening to the broadcast on her phone.

"Eh, the Ma'am... Heem... Dicuwekin again. My mah man again said," the merchant grumbled when he found out that Lili was not listening to him.

Moments later the order was ready and Lili ate the chicken porridge while listening to Arjuna broadcast.

"In hindsight, it's funny that I think this broadcast is Kiki. Haha... Okay, from now on you, Arjuna. Because I don't know your face and just your voice is just as rich as Kiki's voice, I'll imagine as if you were Kiki's," inner Lili.

"Haha... Lilies, Lilies! You could be this stupid. What is so interesting about Kiki? Also, what is interesting about Arjuna? You fucking cork chick!" inner Lili.

"This broth reminds me of when I was still dating" said the chicken porridge trader.

"Huh? What did Mamang say?" lili said while taking off next to her headset.

"Yes like Mommy. Phone time, self-smiling. Meal time, self-smile... His name is also in love," the merchant continued.

"I'm not in love, Mang. Here, I heard the radio broadcast again. The announcer is funny" replied Lili.

"Oh, again hear stand up comedy? I think again kasmaran," said the trader.

"No, Mang. But not stand up comedy either" replied Lili.

"Crewed?" lili astonished. An unpopular term. Oh of course, because the merchant was older, so more familiar with the term 'lawak'.

"If kasmaran, hemm... At first, he likes to smile himself, loves attention, if the boyfriend why-why be worried. 'Be careful dear'. Halah, if it has been a long time let alone married mah later who said that he was why-why, 'Heh, where are your eyes?'... Boro-boro smiled to themselves" said the merchant.

"Oh, is that it, Mang? Hehe. " said Lili with a forced smile.

"Yes, right, Ma'am. Must be unmarried, huh? Later you will feel like that (blablabla)," said the trader.

"Ih, this is a very pretentious porridge anyway? From earlier his work ngoceh only. I want to listen to Kiki read poetry! Ah, mending me quickly pull it out of here, "inner Lili.

Lili hastened her eating. After his order was spent, he paid and immediately left the place.

"Rese is really mamang porridge! By the way.. said kasmaran? I'm kasmaran? Since when have I been kasmaran? Haha... It may not be me. My guy just joined the doang. It is not logical that I am the same figure who is not clearly rich Arjuna or Kiki. Just know you!" batin Lili on foot and kicked a used bottle on the road.

"Okay back with Arjuna. Just heard a song by Fabio Asher titled Survive Injured" said the broadcaster.

Lili continued her steps on foot to her apartment.

"Chicken Boy, how are you quiet from now on? No typing-typing," said the announcer.

Lili stopped for a while and pressed her phone on the side of the road.

 

Yes, I had breakfast again. Don't forget the breakfast host?

"Oh, apparently the Chickens finished breakfast. By the way, thank you for eating my breakfast. I want to read a piece of this work, special for you, Chickens," said the announcer.

 

Make me? What did I end up doing? What does this mean for you to eat breakfast?

The chat message running from Lili has been read by the broadcaster.

"Sure! We will not know where the blessing and love come from. It could be coming from people around us, or coming from people who are suddenly present in our lives even though we are not at all familiar with it before. So, never ignore the slightest kindness," said the announcer.

"OK, just go ahead. a work called 'Love' may be enjoyed, '" said the broadcaster.

Loves

Love is the oldest language

The meaning is embedded in the atma

Love is the heart of the universe

Spread the feeling of being linked every daksa

But if love is the moon

I say hello to her tonight

And when love is fire

I refuse to give her the heat

Consider us yesterday together

Unknowingly your smile spread across my shoulder

But the conscious is me

When love is linked

To those of you who fear the foggy past

~works by Beni Anwar Z; compositions by Flobamora

Lili was listening on the edge of the complex street. He was struck by the poem that Arjuna had read. His eyes seemed to be staring at the end of the street but without a blink. His knees were limp, so he sat down on the sidewalk.

His mind wandered into the memories of that night. Where, Lili meets Kiki on the train and accidentally flinches when she realizes she has just fallen asleep on the shoulder of the guy who looks younger than her.

"You can fit a gini, anyway? I thought you were Kiki. And now you're reading a poem that seems to be discussing my meeting with Kiki yesterday. It's really my universe-sanctioned recklessness, "inner Lili.

"What's? Did I just say? 'Directui Universe'? Anjay, start poetic-poetic pretentious gini my language, hahaha. "inner Lili.