Malay Romance Zaman Now
15. Jakabaring
Vespa Vio passed the roundabout, then turned left and arrived at the gate of Gelora Sriwijaya Stadium, headquarters of Laskar Wong Kito. Vio reached into his pocket and took out five thousand rupiah, then gave it to the officers near the gate.The splendor of Jakabaring Sport City began to appear. The number of trees around the complex makes the air here very cold. Not only young people who like to travel to Jakabaring, there are also families who do not hesitate to spend time here to eliminate all fatigue and seek entertainment. They stretched out mats, pulled out provisions, sipped warm tea, while watching the sun set.
Vespa Vio stops right in front of the Shootout Field sports hall. Right in front of him lay an artificial lake. Little waves of water. It's like the lake glass. Visible reflections of rays of twilight sunshine. The leaves on the edge of the lake swayed in the wind, trembling like shaking dangdut. On it, the mega that started the violet scattered.Vio and Dita sat on the edge of the lake. Vio's tepos butt and Dita's full ass have made the grass squashed.
“Look, like group work only,” exclaimed Vio, his eyes darting.
Dita saw there were two people, the girl and the boy were engrossed in two at three o'clock. Then, lined up like shops on Jalan Sudirman. At nine o'clock, too. There are lovers who are still busy talking, and again, there are more two-something people, keep shifting again, there is more.
Dita grinning.
“How can the thoughts of bachelor and girl in Palembang can be the same? Go to Jakabaring. Sit hanging out.”
“Where's the show?”
“Yes, girlfriend-dating show, Dit. We are invited to this event, take it easy!”
“Dating?!”
“Clear.”
Dita melengos's. “Drink worm medicine first!”
“Later I'll drink. Just relax.”
“Drink fat drug too!”
“Sadis nian takongan you, Dit.”
“Where may I date with cungkring.”
“If I'm fat, you want to be my girlfriend?”
Dita speechless.
“Mau, dad?”
“Eee. How's yeh?”
“Later I'll try to be fat, Dit. Appointment.”
Dita exhales. “If you're already a flatterer, I want to be your girlfriend, Vio. But...”
“But what?”
“Already. You need to be fat first. Malulah I have a boyfriend whose body is like a pointed bamboo.”
Inwardly, Vio promised to do whatever it took to snatch Dita's heart.
“Nian, would you like to be my girlfriend if I was fat?”
“Iyaaaaa.. Viooo!”
To get something you want sometimes there are many ways to menu it even though it sometimes feels strange. Physical condition is one important thing to increase self-confidence, apparently. Anyone in this world, for the sake of hearing something dreamt up, should not bother first?
“Why did you go to college?”
“Whits from where can I go to college? I'll take you to my house. I'll introduce you to my mom.”
Dita quickly looked over . “Idak ah, we just got to know. Later your family thinks that no longer.”
“Think what, Dit?”
“Yes just delicious.”
“Don't eat it when it's good. Love cats only.”
“Whatever is food?” Almost an hour. Just fighting breath. Not eating and drinking. Dita begins to show symptoms that make Vio's pouch feel depressed. He rubbed his neck near his throat. Vio knew that Dita was thirsty. But Vio is apathetic because he does not have a penny, so what else? Again, Dita put her hand to the front of the neck.
Vio pretends to be a moron.
Dita took the twenty thousand in her pants pocket and gave it to the dead end. “Buy drinking!”
“Oh.” Vio is acting again. “Kemarau?”
“Quick there!” It's like chasing away a dog.
Vio came back with two bottles of soft drinks, as light as his mind, as light as his wallet, as light as anything until he felt flying, with a fluffy smile. His tepos ass landed on the grass that had been squashed. Their chatter continued until the sun dived further to the west. Even the twilight changed the night. Vio does not want to act silly with cheap fondling, kissing, hugging, similar to what most people do. Not unwilling, but the status is still at the PDKT stage. How presumptuous he wants to damage the dating system in Indonesia and follow the Western-style romance curriculum. Enough chatting, laughing, happy, comfortable, already. Enough to comfort his heart.
The brain of the rancid bachelor harbors an ugly mission to demonize people from behind. Indeed jahil. Malay nian anyway. From a distance far enough away, which surely the voices of the two of them were not heard by the person who was making love, they highlighted everything that the couple were doing. Vio saw the hand of the guy wrapped around the girl's body. Nian, thought Vio.
“Kakak nak Adek tula.” The talk commonly used by the Palembang bujang means— anyway Brother wants Adik only. “Dear sister, dak, with Sister?” Vio spewed out a contrived voice. Her lips moved forward so that her voice was so funny. Instead of being indifferent, Dita was exactly one thought with Vio. Apparently they both are compact. A memorandum of understanding has been written on stamped paper as it turns out.
“Yes love, Brother. Brother love dies with sister.” The voice that Dita made was like Susan's doll. Funny adorable.
“Nian what, Dik?” reply Vio, his voice this time is like a pounded dakocan car.
“Nian, Sister.”
“Says love dies. Want to die for Brother?!”
“Mau dong, Brother. Asal Abang would also die for Adik.”
“Anything will Sister confess to my dear Sister. Now if Adinda is ready, Kakanda will splash in this lake, nianlah.”
“Nian, Kakanda?” Dita sighed like a kuntilanak hit by a train.
“Nian, Adinda.Kan Kakanda has not yet taken a shower.”
Vio saw the girl's head leaning against the boy's shoulder. The sound was like the voice of a real man, which was hoarse, and right down his throat there was a single touch of bass organ.
“Dinda, kiss dong.”
“Naughty kakanda,” hiss Dita shy cat, whereas want a dog.
“It's been a century of not kissing. Pingin, pinin, pinin, pinin, Dinda.”
“Bust! Not want! Brush your teeth first. Also, there is a rat carcass stuck in the front teeth of Kakanda.”
“Plis, Dinda.”
“Mouth, what is the garbage can anyway?”
“Cium, Dinda, kiss.”
“Kakanda nih, it's been a month never brush your teeth.”
“New a month. Usually a year, Dinda.”
Vio fixed his sitting position. Start a romantic snob. “Dinda knows, dak, if Dinda is the same as moon?”
“Gombal. What's the matter, Kanda?”
“Kar...”.
“Face of Dinda perforated yeh? Stretching a lot of acne scars, thought to be similar to the moon. Nian yeh Kakanda nih!”
“Not Dinda, no. But, Dinda tuh already illuminated the dark recesses of the heart of the Kakanda, so teraaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..” Vio mouth wide open. “..aaaang, nian. Bright niaaaaan, Din.”
“Gombal!”
“Dinda, ciiiuuuummmm.” Vio's mouth added monyong.
