Malay Romance Zaman Now
6. Alone
Sunlight enters the sidelines of Rama's room ventilation. The light of the goal infiltrated into a space that is not wide. Morning dew is eroded by ultraviolet stings and sunny days begin to appear again. Rama wakes up from his sleep. Rubbed his eyes. This morning at his house there was only one because his father and mother had gone to work. His only brother had long since left for school. After bathing and getting dressed, Rama went into the kitchen and looked for breakfast on the dining table. His beloved mother had prepared the rice. If in Palembang called “nasi bobak”.
Today Rama's activities are not fun. He was just lazing around in his quiet house and listening to loud punk music. In addition to Indonesian punk bands such as Endank Soekamti and Superman Is Dead, he is also a hobby and fanatical with punk bands from outside such as Rancid, The Offspring, Blink-182, and Green Day. Green Day's Walking Alone is not too loud filling his room. Boulevard of Broken Dreams. Oh, that song is perfect for his days.
I walk this empty street, on the boulevard of broken dreams
Where the city sleep
And I’m the only one
And I walk alone
He felt like he was just watching a concert and was in the middle of a crowd of punk fans. Rama's hair so seemed up and down to accompany the motion of the nod of his head. He has flown in a utopian realm that contains millions of uninspired preoccupations. He is immersed in an imaginary series, flying in the shadows of a fantasy space created by a dreamer. Now, a dreamer who aspires to have a punk band has awakened from the unreal nature and is ready to rush to embrace all the copyright of the work. Not excessive presumably, Rama, in the dark of his view now, dreaming as well as Endank Soekamti, as well as SID.
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Just one day for the extroverted Rama to enjoy the midlife in his house. On this new day he told Vio that he wanted to continue to Pasar 16 Ilir. Or at least just hanging out in the market. In the morning around 10 o'clock the vespa was parked near the steps of Rama's stage house. Tight black t-shirts and pants attached to Rama's body is quite high, more than 175 cm, and weight no less than 70 kg it shows that his body is proportional enough for a bachelor his age. The clattering of her footsteps was heard coming down the stairs. The sound of black shoes Vans Off The Wall that tread the screeching stairs. But Rama complained a little this morning because his appearance would be broken and messy if he sat on the Carbon. His heavy breathing made him doubtful.
“Concert artists in BKB?” ask Vio cengengesan.
“Emang only college kids who can look cool?”
“Appearance is indeed number one, Jok, but wallet matters are something serious.”
“You are the same as a salesperson at Market Sixteen.Cerewet nian.”
“It's fine if it's handsome and cool, but dead-end*,” blow Vio. The last word was more suppressed.
“You are the same as four arisan aunts who melted into one.”
“Hua-haa-haa..
“You're being talked about, not praised. You idiot!”
The two of them added kece after wearing a black helmet that is often used by vespa wearers, round not many motifs, without glass, without style, simple not artificial, not interesting in the least. From the vespa, the helmet, to the person, it can be concluded that they are a lower middle class human and their caste does not deserve to be called a cool and slang city person. From their glasses, creative humans are those who appear classic. The cheap Vespa became the center of attention of the villagers when they darted in the narrow streets, at the turn, at the turn, on the bridge and anywhere else.The sound spewed by the Carbon sometimes makes the villagers feel irritated. Because of the delay, while grinning furiously a mother who was attaching clothesline approached them both.
“Woiii! This smoke. Aih.”
Access to Pasar 16 Ilir there are at least five: through Sayangan which is the easternmost and the end, through Jalan Colonel Atmo, Jalan Sudirman, Sudirman, through the road that penetrates from BKB or just under the Ampera Bridge, and the last crossing from Seberang Ulu to Seberang Ilir by using a ketek boat. They both pass from the last number two road and the most feared for motorcycle users who want to go to Pasar 16 Ilir is the existence of Polantas.
“Say if you want to call. If you need to take this junky motor.”
Rama cold hot watching the actions of the hilarious Vio. Their distance to the road attendant was no less than twenty meters. There are already some people who have been ticketed because with great pretentious not to install a rearview mirror. As their distance grew closer, Vio's face did not show the slightest tense expression. Just want to turn, let's not approach and ask about the motorbike correspondence, the police bulged and let the vespa relax. Seeing the condition of the Vespa that no longer needs, which police will ticket?
They turn left on one of the streets. The low noise of traders and buyers here is not felt because the day is not yet 11. Had not had time to park the vespanya, the parking lot has been agreed with Vio.
“Oooiii.. apokabagh, Jok?” the parking lot who are familiar with them. The dialect of Palembangnya is so thick. He is slurred, his “r” is the same as ghain in Arabic letters.
“Good, Sister.”
Rama came down to the parking lot, and shook hands.
“It's reckless, Gham?”
“Alhamdulillah, Sister, flirting.”
“So Wawi again this haghi?”
“Ah, Dak, Sister. Maybe tomorrow-tomorrow. Today to help Kiagus sell bae.”
“Don't be forced, Dik. Selu baelah*, is still a bachelor. Dak pecak** This brother who already has a duo son. He-he-he.”
“Ay, laen nian kalu punyo bini,” timpal Vio cangar-cengar.
“Biso nian bujang sikok** this. You're getting married. Caghilah the Palembang girl. Apolagi in pasagh ni. Many nian girls pass.”
“Find money first, Sister, newly married.”
They both left Andre and headed to where Kiagus held a stall. There Kiagus had noticed them and already knew that the two people would visit the place of sale. Kiagus' body is more stocky than Rama and Vio's. If it is lined up based on weight, then: Kiagus stands at the left, in the middle there is Rama, and at the right of course Vio.
The eyebrows of Kiagus are not too thick, the lips are slightly black, and the skin is tanned. His hair is not straight, but rather curly, and long like Rama's hair. In addition to his hoarse and raucous voice, his body is not bowed like Vio, so that when speaking he looks very wise. His cold attitude makes people around him often do not know what he wants.
