Malay Romance Zaman Now
24. Triple date
The silence of the night was removed by a little fanfare around Kampung Sekanak. On the stairs of Rumah Limas, Rama and Vio were busy coffee and smoking.
“Serius Terita angry with me?”
“Yes, we had a chat this afternoon in the cafeteria. Gilo nian's. It was Masayu who ate. I was in vain I was close to him.”
“What says Dita?”
“Say, you're just PHP. You continue to be insolent. You will be raved by Dita if you meet later.”
Vio patted the jidat. “Dead me!”
“You anyway. Mada’i meet once a month?”
“Ya. I'll give him a spinster! So that he doesn't get angry again with me.”
“Only do you want to give a surprise is the same Dita?”
“Take him karoke. Keep watching movies.”
“Maaatttiii.. giiiloo! Where are you money, Jok?”
“Crack the chicken.”
“Take your savings? Which one from SMA?”
Vio nodded. “Night, I want to please him. New Year's Eve.”
“Gilo nian you nih. Aihs. Don't overdo it, Jok.”
“Bae habits. Now I don't want to be stingy, Ram. Sometimes he can have fun. Anyway I want to repay him.”
“I borrow your money yeh, Jok?”
“For what? Aih, the smell of this delicious dak.”
“You ngajak karaoke and watch the same cinema Masayu.”
Suddenly and with the speed of four teeth off the clutch Vio melengos. Rama looked up and begged full.
“Come, Boss,” woo Rama while stroking Vio's shoulder, “ said comrade?”
Vio is still tight-lipped.
“Please.”
“Plas-plis-plas-slices. Fat nian you.”
“Vi?”
Vio's face was transformed into a joke. His face was funny, like Jim Carrey was eating a submarine prospector while sipping his mouth-pain shop. “Borrow how much, Jok? As a friend, I will definitely lend.”
“There are flowers?”
“Indeed I am a fat-tired, fat-loving, fat-eating aunt, ha?!”
“Okay, Boss. Collateral free, right?”
“Rama... Rama. I'm not a conventional bank with a ribawi system. Plis!”
“Thanks, Friend.”
“Tengs pren-tengs pren.Bulsid. Know what you mean, huh?
“I don’t understand.”
“Do not know? You stupid nian. Foolish..means just like me! Hm, now you want to give up. To put aside the loan. Alibi!”
“Already.... already! Anyway, I need to disburse funds, Jok, as soon as possible, before this New Year.”
“Hepi nyu yer, right?In addition, I ask for unemployment issued by the mayor. You still keep it, right?”
Suddenly Rama clawed at Vio's head.
“And don't forget ceve. Continued idle experience at least one year.”
Their conversation stops when Kiagus' motorcycle stops around Rama's yard. It's parked right next to the sprawling Carbon. He approached his two friends.
“Servant. Here!” Vio waved his hand. “Copy one more.”
Vio dodged quickly because Rama wanted to take extreme action by snapping his head a second time. Hup! Like catching the wind, Vio managed to get through the attack with that high fighting spirit.
Rama grumbled before entering the house. “Congsok nian this dangerous absurd microorganism!”
“Wah.Not double ded, but triple ded. Not playing, Gus.”
“What is it, Jok? It's your night like.”
“Unfortunately we walk the same way we. Karoke and the cinema. If we need to eat at an expensive restaurant. Have we ever eaten at a restaurant? Bosen ate the fat rice in the village. Bosen also ate five thousand fried rice. Well, Gus, we're having the night of the turn of the year. Want?”
“Sip. Definitely.Triple date.”
“You are polow-polow only. Want to eat taik? How naive you are. Plain nian.”
Kiagus was giggling. If he replied, Vio even more fun nagging. Rama emerges from the door with a cup of black coffee.
“This is the order. Enjoy!”
“Nian?”
“Babu more precisely.”
***
Three girls are talking in a room that is not too wide. The wall color is green and yellow. Interior that does not contain much art value. They do not self-matter, but preen ala perfungnya. Then a little eye liner to make the view sharper. Enough thin powder, oles-oles disposable tissue. Okay. Moreover, Masayu, he just combed his bangs. He saw his own face in the mirror. There's a fluffy smile. Maybe this smile will be thrown to Rama who will soon come. Special smile.
Dita wears a long-sleeved white shirt and there are pink stripes. Devrieya wears a black shirt with floral motifs. While Masayu, wearing a black sweater and pink t-shirt. The three of them wore accessories such as bracelets, necklaces, and watches.The three of them gasped when the sound of a motorcycle on the road there infiltrated into the cost through the ventilation. “That looks like them,” said Dita sure. Outside, Rama is leaning against the fence with Kiagus. They both heard the incense, no, but it was more accurate to say that the stitches of the girls inside.
“There are ten people in there,” exciting Vio.
“There is nobar event possible. Many nian like,” timpal Rama.
“Iya, yes, make a fuss they are inside,” added the sweet black.
Door opens.
Masayu came out first and followed two other girls. So these three bachelors are like being in a fashion show. As the three girls stepped up gracefully, the eyes of these three bachelors pounded on each of their amazingly mesmerizing charms. Rama was stunned to highlight Masayu's elegance which appeared ordinary, but unusual. Vio squinted his eyes and was nervous uncontrollably. Kiagus became weak when Devrieya had managed to blind the eyes of his heart. The three pink girls entertain the three punk-influenced singles. Pink ‘n Punk!
Masayu watched Rama from the bottom up: black Vans shoes and a touch of red, Levi’s pants that he had bought the other day and is now getting narrower because the size has been reduced, and the size has been reduced, belt patterned steel granules like tacks stuck on each side that sparkles when exposed to light, then a black long-sleeved shirt, and… his hair was getting longer until his bangs when pulled down then passed through the mouth. Oh, looks like Rama and his two friends are not wearing eye liner, but just eyebrow pencil. Around their eyelashes there is a black line that is not too bright. Their eyes looked sharp.
Dita watches Vio in disbelief because things are different. Not only watching, Dita also held Vio's body, squeezing his hands, and squeezing his cheeks. Aye! All original! So surprised Dita witnessed this unexpected change. “You're fat now,” his comments while grabbing Vio's hair. Only a smile throw dikulum-dikulum can be given Vio when it was praised by Dita.
“Recover from typhus,” Rama spray.
“Not, but cancer. Alias dry pouch,” reply Vio warm.
Kiagus and Devrieya talked about last night's phone show. “So how is the story of mamang-mamang who bought sandals for his son, who returned again because of the wrong size?”
“I omongi just the same mamang-mamang, profit not buy in the mall, if in the market yes certainly can be exchanged.”
Their conversation stopped as Masayu asked to leave now. “It's three o'clock. Around four hours his film starts.”
Pas on the big road, after passing through a small bridge, right in front of the BCA branch office, there is a direction of the road pointer listed above. Right direction: CITY. Their motorbikes pass through the Ampera Bridge, then pass through the Great Mosque. The Bukit Kecil Subdistrict. After passing Kambang Iwak they turn right. Then on Road A. Rivai straight up Simpang Lima. Palembang Square and Palembang Icon are just a short distance from the Provincial DPRD office
I don't think they've been in the mall parking lot. Huddle up on a parked motorcycle. Palembang Square mall visitors flock to leave the parking lot and enter the mall. Friendly weather. Not cloudy. Not hot anyway. While walking in the crowd of visitors, right in front of a row of counters selling cool gadgets, Vio tweeted, “Until now I was astonished. Whose house is this, anyway? Many guests?”
“Try you with anyone here, about whose home is this?”
“Malu, Dita. Already, just enjoy.Gus, this is called mal.”
Kiagus ignored Vio's words.
“So want to play,” said Vio after they passed Billiard's Office.
“We once played here,” replied Rama.
AC flushes were felt on their heads one by one as their feet stepped on the floor from the mall entrance.
“Assalamualaikum..” Vio limped while bowing his body. “Ram, Ram.. You too Gus. Let's open the shoes!”
“Carbonate! Don't be shy!” sergeant Rama was angry, but he wanted to.
All bright. All glowing. All clean. All regular. Not play. Far inversely proportional to the atmosphere in the chaotic Market 16 and begging urgency. The heavens and the earth. In here there is no motor passing and roaring, in Market 16 do not ask, frenzy! If here no one yells “Dear child! Dear child!” or “Obral! Obral!”, if in Market 16, do not ask, as there is a campaign from prospective board members, no fuss not play!
If here there is no bargain and pay it directly at the cashier, if in the market where Kiagus is sold, that is the wild stalls, wow, not the main game, anyway, sometimes buyers and traders like to fuss and jotos because they do not want to be harmed. If you are in here, very comfortable anyway, must be at home, well if in the complex of Market 16, the sweat becomes like a fountain, deodorant and perfume is no longer meaningful, and the heat is sadistic crazy.
However, still, for the people of Palembang, Pasar 16 Ilir has no death and is unlikely to be displaced by the existence of malls and other modern supermarket.
Just want to ride the escalator, suddenly Vio pulled Rama's hand. “Awas, Ram, be careful! This is not in our house. So we're not used to it. Eh... uh.. watch out later your legs are pinched!”
They did not feel like they had arrived at the top floor. 21. The frenzy of visitor activity looks crowded. Plastered movie posters are mostly looked at by people, young people, groups, and couples. The three of them did not have to worry because their wallets were full enough for today. Personal economic constraints need not be questioned because everything was arranged last night in a limited meeting on the steps of Rama's house. The result is Rama pocketed money more than two hundred thousand top up results from Bank Vio. Estimated funds from Kiagus three hundred thousand. And Vio lustfully budgeted more than half a million because he really did not want to be said by Wong Palembang Nian again by Dita.
Masayu moved forward to book the tickets. In a meeting last night, Rama had said that surely the limited edition girl would pay for all the events later. Therefore, Rama invited Vio to approach Masayu who had talked to the sweet ticket sellers.
“For how many people?”
“Six,” reply Masayu. Then he opens the wallet and takes the money, Vio and Rama scramble to pay immediately.
“Let me alone,” said Masayu, his forehead frowning.
“We paid, Yu. How much mbak?”
“Three hundred thousand.”
Huh huh? Maatiii. giiiloo! Nian expensive!
“Quick pay there!” Rama pushing Vio.
“You two, only I paid.”
The people who were standing in line behind the three people were dumbstruck. Seeing one girl and two guys fighting and fighting over pay. Vio pitched three hundred thousand dollars with PEDE. Pas money red three sheets scavenged by mbak-mbak sakep ticket sellers, finally Vio and Rama happy. Do not let Masayu again reach into the wallet. Don't let the bachelor be said to be dead-end.
“You sit in which chair?”
“Yu, Yu Vio's head was forward and his mouth was also forward.
“D, seat dozen.”
Masayu picked up the six tickets booked, then casually left the place. They walked around the corridor while frowning watching the movie posters that were aired now and which were coming soon.
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