
Between Ratih and Bima is actually just an ordinary friendship. Similar to Kreshna and Alicia only the two have been friends for a very long time.
Practice and Bima a hobby. They met accidentally in a book fair. A book that only has one left.
"I'm sorry, I was looking for the book first. I just nitip to mbaknya so as not to be given to anyone while taking money to atm because here do not accept debit card or credit card payments. Coincidentally my cash is running out."
Ratih held his hand when he wanted to hand the book to the cashier to pay for it.
"I'm sorry, but I didn't say anything to me. I don't think you've paid for this book, which means it could belong to anyone, of course, who bought it." Ratih continued his stalled activities and opened his wallet taking two hundred thousand pieces of money.
It cost 113 thousand rupiah and he only had money with a hundred thousand sheet as much as five pieces in his wallet.
"I'm sorry, you don't seem to understand!" the man held his hand
"What are you doing? Get rid of your hands! You are so disrespectful! Are you the mode against me?" ratih's face turned crimson very angry.
"I'm sorry, I don't mean that just that you don't understand what I'm saying. Why do you insist on paying for this book?"
"Because this book is still in the free zone. No one has paid or bought it. Is that not clear enough for you?"
"All right! I will buy this book for 200 thousand dollars. Hows it? I think it's fair enough."
"No!"
"300 grand!"
"No!"
"500 grand!"
"No!"
"One million is already the highest offer more than that you have to question what your conscience is made of."
"No! I will not resell this book. I intend to collect it."
"What do I need to do so I can read the book?"
"You can borrow it after I finish reading it. How's it?"
"really? All righty! It seems like a very good idea."
"How many wa numbers you. I'll call you as soon as I finish reading it."
They exchanged whatsapp numbers.
They meet back at the dining room in the book fair.
Ratih's rumbling stomach forced him to go to the food court in the book fair which was shaded by the tent.
He chose to sit in the corner closest to a very shady and shady tree.
Somewhat inward but very shady under the shady tree.
He ordered fried duck rice with match sauce with a glass of orange ice.
A voice greeted him, "we meet again here."
Ratih raised his head, "Oh, you? Can't get a seat? Please sit with me."
They talked while waiting for the food to come.
"What did you order?" Radih asked.
"Nasi rames with empal meat and sweet iced tea."
"You alone?"
"The creamy fried duck is really appetizing plus match and orange ice sauce seems to fit."
"Why do you like this book?"
"I'm interested in seeing the blurb."
"You're just interested in the blurb while I am, the book is very valuable because it was written by my favorite author and do not know whether it will be released again."
"Do you want to make me feel guilty about buying that book just because it was written by your beloved author, it might be his last?"
"It's not like that. I collected his books and they were the only ones I didn't have and it was very difficult to get them. In the book fair there but it was already taken by you."
"I bought a book that has no owner yet not snatch."
"But I've already told the guardians of the book."
"Does that mean you own the book?"
"It's not so but I've already told him."
"Why do you like his work?"
"Eitherway! I like his writing and ideas. His work excited me to read it. Liking something always has to be a reason. What's your favorite color?"
"Red. Why is red not blue?"
"Because I like red instead of blue."
"Reason?"
"Red is better than blue."
"Who would prefer blue over red?"
"Of course not!"
"Do they have to explain why they like blue instead of red?"
"I don't think so."
"You catch I mean no?"
"Yeah...."
They talked while chatting until the book fair almost closed.
There are many similarities between them. Makes them talk a lot. Their same hobbies make them have almost endless chatter material let alone dry.