Ms. Dorky

Broken Heart Agreement

The barrel closes both ears, the loud sound of club music makes his ears buzz. Actually Laras wants to leave, but seeing Amel laughs off makes Laras undo the intention. “What events are there until suddenly to the club?” laras shouted asking Manda.

“Kata Amel to welcome the arrival of June”

“What's special about it?”

Manda shrugs her shoulders. This was the second time Laras went to the club, all this time he only spent a Sunday night with Angga or stayed in the room.

“Ra, want?” tawar Amel offered a glass of alcohol. Laras. “Try Ra, briefly if we tepar, Manda who will take care of us go home”

“Emang you don't drink?”

“Nggak Ra, my teeth grate.” Manda pointed at the newly attached braces on her teeth.

“I want iced tea aja” said Plain laras. Amel laughed and drank alcohol.

“Entar ya Ra, I find you iced tea, all the same eggs loop” laughter Amel passed away.

Laras looked around him, he shuddered when he saw some couples shamelessly kissing in the middle of the dance floor. The loud thumping sound and the cry of the Dj on the front desk made everyone cheer. Laras remembered, when he first went to the club he could only shake his head to see the action of everyone in the club. They don't care about each other, they just have fun until sunrise.

“Ra, joget kayak gini.” Manda grabs Laras' hand forcing the girl's stiff body to move along with him.

“Amel is not tired of the club? I'm the one standing tired”

“Amel likes crowded places Ra. If for example the government decides to ban the club open, Amel will demo in the front row.”

Laughing barrel. The double bubble trouble song from Mia sounded, slowly Laras felt his body begin to relax following the sound of music. Carried the atmosphere, Laras cheered with Manda, he likes his life now.

During this time Laras grew up in a hard upbringing, his parents adhered to the principle that the woman should be polite, gentle, and obedient. Laras never left the house when the time was six in the afternoon. He was always led to uphold family manners and customs.

But now, Laras instead wanted to laugh at all that. Laras meeting with Amel and Manda in the early semester of college seemed to want to show Laras that there are too many interesting things that he should not miss so much.

Funny, because Laras who used to live in restraints, actually met Manda and Amel who were used to living with their own choices. The nature of Manda may still be a little similar to Laras. Amel and Laras are like the heavens. Baras tends to be stiff when meeting new people while Amel always acts as if they are old friends. The barrel is quiet, Amel is chatty and outspoken. Baras hates being the center of attention but Amel is the center of attention.

If Laras' parents saw Amel, perhaps today also Laras returned to Surabaya. Mending Laras quit college, compared to hanging out with a tattooed, pierced girl who always carries a cigarette in her pants pocket.

“I want to go to the toilet bentar” said Laras.

“Don't long Ra.”

The barrel goes into the toilet near the end corridor, not too crowded. Baras stared at his reflection on the glass, just as usual. The ponytails, orange striped t-shirts, dark green jeans, and red lipstick that Manda borrowed from her were still decorating her lips. Laras looked up at the reflection of the glass sink, a pair of young women coming out of one of the toilet cubicles. Baras immediately pretended to wash his hands to distract him, without asking he immediately knew what they were doing in the women's toilet. The two people also seemed to not care about Laras' existence, they stepped out without saying anything.

“Emang can't rent what hotel?” grunting Laras muttered, he was out about to return to Manda. But just a few steps Laras caught the figure of Angga was in the crowd that passed by.

‘Ra, I'm anterin home. I have to find friends’

‘You what?’

‘Compiling proposal of organization event. Monday to leave to the chairman.’

Like a painful memory, the conversation between Laras and Angga in the afternoon came back to mind. Unknowingly the legs of Laras stepped following Angga.

‘Whose menu?’

‘Emang if I tell you, you know who it is?’

The body of the barrel froze. The friend that Angga meant was now beside him and was hugging his friendly arm. For the second time Laras saw Angga with his affair. Laras' eyes glazed over when he saw the two men kissing affectionately, the exact same incident as he had seen the other day.

Deg.

Baras' heart beat fast as Angga's face turned towards him, Baras spontaneously turned back the body not wanting to be caught following them. Funny, because Laras is a victim, but he was cowardly not dare to hit Angga and his affair.

After taking a breath Laras slightly turned away, making sure Angga did not see him, and rightly, the two men were now near the bar table. Laras looked at her heart, she was angry and her heart was in pain. Angga left himself in the bookstore to have fun with his affair.

Barrel stepped back, his tears melting on the cheeks. A pat on the shoulder made Laras flinch, someone pulled himself in and when Laras looked up, Dano stood right in front of him. Without permission Dano pulled the hair pigtail Barrelas, leaving her hair loose.

“K-you..ngapain you here?” Barrels choked. Dano stared at Angga then looked down and whispered in Laras' ear.

“The girl's name is Sera. They were close a few months ago. You are not cheated a day or two, but more than that”

“What do you mean by a story like gini?”

“Let you be more hurt” replied Dano calmly, he looks very enjoying the sad moment Laras because of Angga. “My offer still applies.”

The silent barrel makes Dano's smile more fluffy. “Even if you want to break up from Angga but not be my affair also not papa. I have other offers”

“What?”

“We make Angga regret having cheated on you. How?”

Barrel wiped his tears, he still sobbed, but did not seem to want to refuse Dano's offer. Laras turned back to Angga, the two men embraced and left.

“Why do you insist on meddling in my affairs?”

“Because I joined, do not know what to do” reply Dano relaxed. Laras. God is fair, a cute person is not always created perfect. For example, Dano, he is handsome, but likes to be crazy.

“What should I do to break up with Angga and make him regret having cheated on me?”

“Cuman three. Follow what I say, no one can know this, and.

Baras laughed cynically. Even if this world turned into a box, he would never fall in love with Dano. Great, because in a few days, Angga has managed to make Laras crazy and feel disgusted at all the guys who are nearby. So, when Dano says don't fall in love with her, Laras really wants to laugh as hard as possible.

“Where? Deal?” Dano reached out to Baras with a confident expression.

“Deal.”

...----------------...

At half an hour Baras just woke up, his eyes were twitching when he heard a bang from outside the room door.

“Why?” ask Laras sleepy.

“There are guys running you in front” replied Sri, cousin of the Laras contract.

“Who? Mas Angga?”

“Not, if that's what I told you to come in. Another guy, bring a seplastic donut, here, he said for a snack. Also chat with Apin in front of” tell Sri to lift the plastic in her hand. “Samperin gih, pity long wait. I want to fry an egg, you want?”

“Mau. Thanks Sri” nod Laras then stepped lazily into the front room. Who's the underworked guy looking for him at this hour? Laras Langung's question was answered when he saw Dano sitting in front while holding Apin, Sri's orange cat.

“Ngapain you here? Know where my house is?” ask Laras without further ado.

Dano turned away with a big smile. “You took college”

“My class schedule is three”

“It's already half a”

“Emang you lecture today?”

“Neg. Just want to help you.”

Laras said nothing more, he entered followed by Dano from behind. “Sri, this is Dano. Dano this Sri.”

Sri smiled sweetly welcoming Dano's hand, his expression seemed to admire the handsome look of the man.

“Temennya Baras ya?” ask Sri.

Dano shook her head seriously. “Boyfriend candidate, just he does not want to be with me”

“Don't be heard, he's crazy” said Laras flapping Dano's calf slowly. “I want to take a shower, you do not mess with Sri. If he's acting weird, hit his head with the cauldron.”

Sri is a cousin of Laras, they both came from Surabaya to study in Jakarta, but at different campuses. Since the first semester they live in a small rented house. Sri who had never seen another guy come to the house other than Angga, clearly felt interested in Dano. The handsome guy does not look awkward to open a conversation, he is easily familiar and pleasant. Unlike the Angga who tend to be quiet and only talk as necessary to Sri.

“Kok cook a lot Sri?” ask Laras wonder.

“Dano hasn't eaten yet, so I'm nyiapin a lot.”

The barrel grimaced, it had only been half an hour of meeting and the two people were already close friends. “Food Apin love to Dano”

“Expertingent Laras” geleng Sri does not agree.

“Your shoes are just one Ra?” dano asked when he saw Laras wearing his orens.

“Yes, just bought this. Cool right? I read girl magazines, black jeans can be combined with any shoes. My jeans are new, I just bought yesterday, cool?”

Dano grimacing. “Jeans your colorful?”

“Cube. I now want to follow a style that swag” replied Laras cuek tie his shoelaces. “Why do you think I like that?” asked Laras when he looked up and found Dano looking at him closely.

Dano grin wide. “I already know Ra, we have to start from where.”

The two then stepped out of the house.

“Ke campus” reply Laras innocent.

“Why did it?”

“Halte busway in the front alley.”

Dano gawks and laughs amusedly, he opens the car door giving the code for Laras to enter.

“Nmobile. What would people say if they saw me in your car?” push Barrels raw.

“That's exactly the point. You want to break up with Angga? Buruan. Remember our first rule; follow what I said.”

Laras snorted, no longer protesting finally he got into Dano's car and after that both drove away from the place.

...----------------...

“Ra, end of class do not unplug. To the srikandi sekre yes, we have a jamming session. Watching briefly, I ended it anterin rumah” whispered Dano then went to the srikandi room in the corner of the campus near the law building.

“Whose name is Ra?” amel's match smiled to herself when Laras entered the classroom. “Sama Dano huh? Ciee has opened her heart, look at her heart, how wide is it?”

“Kok you know Mel?”

“Udah discussed in srikandi group. I think someone saw you get off Dano”'s car

“You are not a Srikandi child, how can you enter their group?”

Amel nodded without meaning. To get such little information is definitely not a big deal for Amel, he is the information center of Laras and Manda for campus gossip that people rarely know.

“Mel, out of class to do?”

“Nonton jamming sessionnya srikandi. Why?”

“Bareng yes.”

Amel's forehead is wrinkled. “Tumben you want to come, usually the most sensitive see children srikandi ngadain mini concert in front of sekre”

“Dano who decreed.”

Amel's mouth opened slightly, his eyes rounded, then laughed loudly until some students glanced at him. But Amel didn't care, he propped up his chin with a witty expression. “Try the story to me, you are the same Dano where have you been?”

“Means?”

“Dano ngajak chick watch jamming session srikandi, it's weird for me.”

The barrel grimaced but chose not to answer. Ah, if Amel knew, what Laras and Dano's plan was. “Cuman watch jamming session doang Mel, not be part of BPUPKI members, do not lebay”

“Must be a dong. Many girls like Dano, but you doang, one and only who everywhere always followed Dano, invited to watch jamming session srikandi again” reply Amel. Laras chooses silence, fearing that he might reveal his secret to Dano. “Many girls like Dano, but she doesn't want to. You know Franda?”

Laras.

“Ihs. That was the finalist of the Indonesian princess yesterday, representative from Jakarta”

“Oooh it. She likes Dano?”

“Yups, until bela-belain enter srikandi. Dano just don't want”

“Why?”

“Tau, impotent kali”

“Ih Mel, your mouth.”

Amel nyengir's. “Yes, beautiful and sexy girls like that even rejected. I thought Dano likes guys. But squirming he's ngintilin you mulu, I'm so sure he likes you. How are you Dano? Is there no sense? I think the person is okay, just sometimes like not sane aja.”

Barrel shrugged choosing to take the book from the bag, lucky audit lecturer to enter the class so that Laras did not have to bother to answer Amel's questions.

...----------------...

At half-five in the afternoon, the campus began to feel quiet, except some students who had evening class schedules were still pacing the corridors of the economy building. Laras himself just finished class, he cleaned up the contents of his binder and followed Amel to the secretariat srikandi. Seen from a distance there are musical instruments in pairs outside the school and some new children srikandi sitting on a tarp watching or playing music with senior srikandi accompanied some children who want to sing.

“Mel here only, do not be near” whisik Laras. Amel nodded then sat down near the long chair in front of the law building campus park.

“Ra, look that guy” Amel pointed at a guy in a black shirt, he just came out of the srikandi room with Dano. “Name Samuel. She invited me on a date night tomorrow”

“You want?”

“According to you I nolak” kekeh Amel. Baras looked at Samuel, the guy was tall, his skin was black and sweet, and his hair was long. Samuel is a real form of the ideal type of Amel, it is fitting that the girl does not refuse.

“Be careful ya Mel, can not check in at hotel.”

Amel turned around and laughed amusedly, he pinched Laras's shoulder in a fit of anxiety. “His jokes are adult yes now”

“I'm not funny, but nasehatin kamu”

“Iya yes, queen mother. After the date, Amel went straight home, washed his accomplices, and slept. Tuh Ra, your fans have started playing.”

Laras turned, Dano now sits behind the drum. They played some music that Laras never heard, but that doesn't mean Laras wants to leave. Dano's figure there made Laras involuntarily smile a little. Well, the barrel rhymes, what if he's behind that drum? Will he look cool like Dano? Since the first time every time he saw Noah, his favorite band appeared on television, Laras hoped to be adept at playing one of the musical instruments to accompany him to sing Noah's songs.

“I know this song” said Laras excited when he heard the music of wonder woman owned by Mulan Jameela. “I guess srikandi can only play doang” metal music

“Ra, they can even play keroncong music. Depends where to look, replied Amel. Laras nodded in amazement, when the song was finished Dano stood up, he handed over his drumsticks to a new boy and after speaking to his friend he approached Laras.

“You guys are here? Why not sit closer?”

“Tau nih lu girl, she wants far away. He said to look from a distance already quite” replied Amel asal directly hit by Laras bully.

“Ke sekre bentar yuk Ra, out of it I anterin go home.”

Amel immediately pretended to cough. “I'm TBC like”

“Mel, here I tell you something” said Dano, he looked down and whispered something to Amel, the girl's face blushed and quickly tidied her hair. “Yuk Ra, to sekre srikandi bentar. Yuk yuk”

“What did you say to Amel?”

Dano shrugged and after taking her bag inside the sekre she then left with Laras. “Hunger Ra?”

“Iya”

“You eat?”

“Mau”

“Eat what?”

“Serah.”

Dano nodded opening the car door. “Beling, sucking, flowers want?”

The barreling makes Dano laugh. “Lah said it was up to Ra.”

Dano was about to start the car engine but her movements stopped when she saw Sera walking past her car. As Dano's face turned to Laras, the girl noticed Sera.

“Ngeliatin what is Ra?” pat Dano slowly.

Laras was silent, but still continued to look at Sera who stood up and called someone. I want it to feel Laras out of the car and grabbed Sera's hair strong and then banged her head on the car glass.

“You think of making slap Sera, mending you bury your mind deeply” Dano said as if he could read the contents of Laras' heart. “The tastiest revenge was not by violence but this.”

Dano pointed at her head with a smile. “You know why Angga is more like Sera than you?”

“Because he's a jerk”

“Not Ra is not that. But because Sera is more beautiful and attractive than you” Dano replied calmly. Laras turned away, a little displeased to hear Dano's words.

“I'm Ra's guy, I understand what Angga wants. He wants Sera because what's on Sera isn't on you. I also if there are beautiful and sexy girls like that, I will brush. No one likes another because of inner beauty, bullshit it”

“How should I go? Andan kayak Sera? That mini-mini? I don't like not being myself”

“You stay in upgrade aja Ra. There I.”

Solas's forehead wrinkled in confusion but Dano did not explain further, his hand was raised up pulling the hair pigtails Laras and tidying the girl's hair.

“Although there is something in you, whether good or bad, people will not care. Because they only care about what is displayed outside.”

Laras stared back at Dano fixedly, there was a speck of hatred for Angga and Sera that was implied from the sight of his eyes. And in an instant the hatred of Laras turned into determination. All this time Laras always thought making Angga regret having cheated on him was the best revenge, but now Laras wants more.

Laras wants Angga to feel hurt, empty, tight, and eventually die from that feeling. Laras wants Angga erased from his life in the most painful way. Laras wanted every time Angga saw a portrait of Laras, Angga would scream and cry loudly. Laras wants Angga to suffer because of him.

“I want to know where you, Angga, or other guys out there think Sera is interesting?” mumbles Laras but can still be heard clearly by Dano.

Dano's smile broadened looking satisfied with Laras' anger. Dano patted the top of Laras' head, he started the car and then drove away.