Ms. Dorky

Winners

Manda's room looks messy with piles of books and papers scattered everywhere. Two petite girls as the cause of the collapse of the room was stretching, the look of their faces look extraordinary staring at the laptop screen, had three hours more both sitting in the same position to finish the paper.

“Ra”

“Hmm?”

“Ra?”

“What?”

“Suka ngunyah scorpion not?”

Laras turned around, Manda's facial expression showed that he was hungry.

“What do you eat Nda?” asked Laras grinned, both of them went down to the kitchen there was a new Marsel finished eating instant noodles.

“Dek, still no food?”

“There, tuh banana skin, chew aja” replied Marsel kalem pointed to the trash and then moored away. Manda snorted opening the cupboard where the supplies were eating.

“This is home not what decent food? Wonder. Marsel!! Where's Mina's mom?”

“Berber”

“Hah?!”

“Shopping”

“What?”

Marsel out of the room with a bent face. “Mining. Jug. Tai ear outin use tractor there!”

“Badness!” manda snorts take instant noodles from the closet drawer. “Ra eat noodles want?”

“Bby. But pack rice, let's fill double”

“Basic kids kos.”

Laras took the rice and pulled the chair sitting watching Manda. The big house was quiet, probably because Marsel was focusing on studying for the exam so rarely went out of the room and had an argument with Manda.

“Ra..”

“Hmm?”

“Dano how?” ask Manda prank.

Laras is silent, it's been almost a week since Alea and Laras' party didn't meet Dano. The guy didn't text, follow him on campus, or even show up at home as usual. Dano disappeared like she was swallowed by a black hole vortex. 

“No news, busy like” replied Laras.

Manda put two bowls of noodles with a thin smile.

“Why are those smiles?”

“Ngak papa, funny to squirm you guys. Likes but shy, pull over.  Pull it away until Bekasi”

“Lebay Nda, our relationship is not like meu”

“Iya Ra, trust” reply Manda grin. “Emang is not kangen?”

“Enggak” reply Baras brief.

Lies. Laras lied.

Dano's disappearance from Laras' daily life makes him secretly miss the guy. Dano who likes to throw strange jokes, random behavior, or style slengeannya make Laras feel homesick.

I don't know where the guy is right now, but Laras wants to meet. Although Laras does not understand whether this feeling of longing because he felt lonely after the departure of Angga from his life or because there are other feelings that arise. Laras himself tried to convince himself that loneliness was the most appropriate answer to this situation.

“Ra, sometimes this same likes unsynchronized” said Manda pointed towards his lips and chest.

“It says don't like, but it's like”

“But can also synchron” reply Barrel denial.

Manda shrugged, his expression showing he did not believe Laras.

“I understand my feelings best Nda. Dano was just a friend to me, never once did I feel the same way he.”

And that was the most contradictory word Laras ever said.

...*****...

“Ra, thanks yes.”

Laras nodded tidying up the answer paper sheets of classmates and then stepped into the lecturer room. Head Laras was crazily looking for the room of Nella's mother, seen some students were queuing in front of the lecturer's room, it seems he was the thesis consul.

“Nyari Bu Nella ya Ra?” greet a man who does not know. Baras nodded clumsily.

“Iya, want to cuddle the duties of a grade” child

“Bu Nella is still giving consul, wait for Ra, a little more out” tell him friendly. The barrel leans against the outside wall while hugging the stack of paper.

“After this class again Ra?”

“E-eh? No emm..”.

“Rakai” said the guy was a little late introducing himself.

“Laras” reply Baras clumsy.

Rakai smiled amusedly. “Gue know your name, don't be nervous so dong, like again talking to the office aja”

“Sorry..”.

“Tomorrow to go to dufan Ra?”

“Ngapain?”

“Watch the performance of Srikandi, I sing Ra”

“Kalo no time, I took to there” reply Laras instantly know Rakai is one of the children srikandi, fast he greeted the friendly Baras.

“Yuk Ra together” take Rakai when the turn comes in then whisper quietly. “Don't forget to come ya Ra.”

Laras nodded, after putting down the answer paper and making small talk with Mother Nella, Laras immediately darted away. The barrel pressed the elevator button and when the elevator door opened its body suddenly stiffened, Sera stood alone inside. Laras was forced to enter, his appearance was made as flat as possible even though in the heart of condemning the location of the lecturer room on the sixth floor. The minutes continued to pass, Laras felt the time went very long than usual.

“Ra, may I have a moment? I want to talk.”

Laras was a bit surprised, Sera had just spoken to him. Laras hated seeing Sera, but instead of passing he followed Sera's steps when he got out of the elevator. They were standing near the park of a fairly deserted law building.

“You said what?” tanya Laras tried hard to create the impression of a jutek, he wanted Sera to know that Laras did not like it.

“Angga..”.

“What's up?”

“Gue...” Sera sounded doubtful, her expression looking extremely agitated. “Gue knew that night at Alea's birthday party, you same Angga chat”

“He who means I chat” Correction Barrel. In the heart of Laras was amused because he had to have a queue, for him it sounded not suitable, but because in front of Sera then Laras did not want to budge.

“Gue knows..” nod Sera weakly. “Gue also know you same Angga has broken”

“Then?”

“Gue just wanted to say, I hope you do not disturb my relationship and Angga.”

Barrel gawking, his body like stung by a bee. Sera said what? Don't disturb his relationship with Angga? Shouldn't Sera be better off glazing and saying that to herself? Who became the affair of Angga is not Sera Laras!

“Gue does not know how close your relationship used to be, but now it is different. My girlfriend and I hope you're not trying to remember your story. Your relationship is over.”

Laras increasingly gawking, it turns out that in addition to not being self-conscious, Sera is also shameless. Sera is beautiful, sexy, and popular, but the nature of the girl is much worse than the expectations of Laras. For a few seconds Baras could only remain silent because he was too confused to say anything.

“Gue hope you can understand my position. I just don't want to lose someone I love.”

Pig, Inner Laras cursing.

“Quietly, I also have no intention to disturb your relationship both” said Laras finally open his voice. “For me what has passed yaudah, so you don't have to worry. I do not like to disturb people's relationships, I'm not as itchy.”

Sera's expression turned red, Laras had just blatantly insinuated it. But Laras did not care, his hands raised touching Sera's shoulders slowly.

“Kalo you love, take care of your love, as long as she love back, she does not run away. I really hope you are not an escape, because even though you both love each other, but still you were once an Angga” affair, Laras said with a sweet smile. “Oh yes, I've heard, bad guy relationships rarely work, but hopefully you both last. I'm first yes.”

Without further ado Laras stepped away, not caring about Sera's angry expression when listening to her words. In the heart Laras cheered happily, for the first time Laras did not stay silent when someone attacked him. Today Laras feels really great.

...*****...

Afternoon after campus Laras took the time to hang out with Manda and Amel. Actually not want Laras, but because of the coercion of Amel who wants to introduce Manda to his friend. It's no secret that Manda is a popular college girl. His status as a freelance model but often wara-wiri on the catwalk stage owned by a famous designer makes Manda become the target of several men who have a heavy crush on him.

“There are guys who want to deketin Manda, but it's hard to talk, because he rarely wants to be invited to hang out. Manda doesn't want to hang out if there's no you. Want to Ra? Let me buyin ale-ale, or not rubbing frutang” sedu Amel throughout the class, Laras bengong but finally nurut.

“Ya in order to welcome the world pacul day I use batik” reply Heru kalem.

“Ra, it's the one who likes Manda” matches Amel slowly pointed at Brandon. Laras looked up, Brandon unceremoniously pulled a chair sitting in front of Manda, seen his PDKT action supported his friends who deliberately left the chair in front of Manda empty.

According to Laras in terms of physical Brandon is cute, tall, and his smile is very sweet. But Brandon's right hand is almost completely covered by the tattoo, although he looks cool with it but Manda shows that he is not interested at all. Manda type is mature, calm, not tattooed, not rokoan, and handsome. So Brandon is clearly far from his type. Difficult indeed, but the name of a beautiful person so yes understood. Unlike the Laras who have prostrated gratitude if anyone wants to.

“Where are your brothers?” amel asked Heru.

“Dugu?”

“Hah?”

“Dugu?”

“What the hell is dugu-dugu? gagu lu?”

“Ye, lu tacky. Dugu is Korean, which means. You never watch Netflix”

“Alah, tongue supermi snag jajamyeon” ketus Amel. Always so, whether it was Heru who started or Amel first, both of them must have had sessions to argue.

“Temen lu Dano where?” amel asked more clearly.

“Tau, try asking Laras. Ra your husband where?” shoot Heru makes Laras choke, Heru ngakak. “Cielah Ra, salting nih story? Udeh you don't need shy shy meow, I already know all”

“Tau what? Is it the same as Dano?” ask Manda to know.

He put on a mysterious pretentious look. “You know Ra?”

“Don't spread the strange gossip Ru, briefly I chili your mouth”

“Mau dicabe loh my mouth. Boncegan”

“Cabe-cabean!” shouted Brandon and Daus together. Laras grinned, then he was more silent listening to the bacotan Heru and his friends, not boring because there is always a random topic that Heru threw, although occasionally Heru still likes to tease Laras.

“Sorry late” someone patted Heru on the back and pulled the seat next to Laras. Laras' face turned, Rakai was seen, the guy who greeted him this morning is now sitting next to him.

“Where are you from? No training?”

“Udah, just broke”

“Dano?”

“Rome, don't come, he said he wanted to prepare lahiran, know who was born” replied Rakai. “Tomorrow on coming right?”

“Come dong, my time could have left you all performing without me”

“Gue does not care if you come or not Ru, the important thing is that the three of them come” point Rakai at Laras, Manda, and Amel. His friends immediately grinned wide.

“Sorry I already have pawang” replied Amel judes know what Rakai means. Rakai laughs at his cigarette relaxing.

“Pede lu Mel” kekeh Daus.

“Besok you guys bring what song?”

“Opick, when time”

“Gue slap yes. Tattoo, rokoan but singing religi” threatened Heru sewot.

“Loh precisely there points. Not that because my tattoo can not sing religi”

“But you're in dufan. You mean what religious singing in dufan?”

“So than me sing campus mars?”

“Try if you dare.”

Rakai's right eyebrow lifted up, he smoked his cigarette and then smiled a little. Heru immediately threw a horrified look.

“Do not try...”.

And then only the amused laughter of everyone, except Heru.

...*****...

Heru covered his face holding in annoyance, Rakai did not mess with his words yesterday. With his hands on his chest, Rakai loudly sang the campus march, even though it only sounded Rakai's voice, but all the spectators put their hands on the chest to accompany Rakai to finish each temple. Some of the children laughed with amusement, except for Heru who nagged from the rear row.

“Ru has finished” kekeh Amel amel ticklish. Heru snorted back up when he heard the sound of drums, the extinct song of God 19 rang out. 

Laras stared from a distance, although the tengil but the sound of Rakai can not be underestimated, clearly visible the quality of the vocalist srikandi, deserved they always win in every race.

“Rakai has his own band off campus, his name is Rain, if I want to perform next month on Tv” show tell Amel.

“Rain? how did I just hear?”

“Ya you are mostly listening to eighties songs, how do you know music now?”

“I often heard the song noah” reply Laras do not want to lose. His face turned back towards the stage. Someone from behind the drum pulled the focus of the barrel. Dano sat there pounding drums, looking a little different than guitarist srikandi. Dano was wearing a black t-shirt and ball pants, if it wasn't for being behind the drums, everyone would have thought Dano was a cabler.

“Again...again.” shouted girls in the front row who persimmon with the appearance of srikandi. Some blatantly threw heart marks, especially for Dano.

“Sorry yes brothers, we have to go to the next appearance. Incidentally this is a band race, not a live band cafe”

“Wuuuu, not asik” cheer the girls earlier.

MC race cuek re-read the order of appearance, the song is made as professional as possible “Yak! The next appearance of a bunch of starduts aka start dangdut aka dangdut star aka biduan alias, ah a lot of bener... Here we welcome stardut!!!! Hurray!!!!”

“I around bentar” say Laras stepped away down dufan. Somewhat lonely actually because Amel holding a friendly arm Samuel, Brandon busy PDKT with Manda, and left Heru who was busy taking care of srikandi while mengedumel.

Hysteria visitors from the tornado area made Laras approach, he was interested in wanting to try but hesitated. The body is tiny, how about when the tornado spins down and the body Laras out of the seatbelt until it ends freefall? Just imagining it has made Laras creeps.

Finally the legs of Laras stepped on, not caring about the possibility that he would get lost in that place. Laras was too eager to surround all of Dufan. Far enough away Laras stepped and now he stands just below the carousel rides. The lights one by one lit up making the happy hue Laras could not hide anymore.

“Ra..”

Laras' body jerked, he turned around and Dano stood right behind him.

“What are you doing here?” laras asked in surprise as if he was looking at a demon.

“I followed you from earlier.”

His frown furrowed at Dano closely, the boy's hair slightly more elongated than the last time since before Dano's disappearance from the face of Laras.

“Your appearance was good” muttered Laras. Dano did not answer, he approached Laras and turned to pay attention to visitor activities on the carousel rides.

“Cobain yuk”

“What? A merry-go-round? Don't want to, like a little kid”

“Yeah Ra, look at it, the elders just wrestled up” pointed Dano at a bunch of young people their age. Without a doubt Dano pulled the hand of Laras, both then enjoyed carousel rides and several other rides. Laras is happy, but seeing the appearance of Dano makes him upset and chooses to be quiet. The roller coaster that moved in front of the barrel was exactly like the feeling of being up and down due to Dano's behavior.

“Ra. Ra's. Laras” call Dano. Barrel turned confused.

“Why?”

“Kok diem from earlier? The show is less exciting, right? Come on up hysteria, guaranteed a heart attack.”

Barrel biting lips held back a laugh, he took a deep breath and looked at Dano seriously.

“Where are you going?” tanya Laras finally ventured to ask.

Dano's smile disappeared, her expression as serious as Laras's. “I'm not going anywhere Ra...You..nyariin me?” tanya Dano was a bit doubtful

“You said, no news, you are angry with me for something?”

Dano shakes.

“But you're like an angry person” reply Baras.

Dano scratched his head, he was also confused. Actually Dano also realized some days he disappeared from the presence of Laras. Not because of anger, but because Dano was trying to dampen the strange feeling that filled her chest. The day Dano saw Laras in a black dress in the morning, a strange hissing crept up and filled her body. The longer Dano was with Laras, the more the feeling grew, and it took Dano time to get away from Laras.

“I...” Dano gulped, she never felt this mouthful in front of a girl.

“Woi! you both searched everywhere even mojok here!”

Laras and Dano turned away, Rakai with Manda and Heru waved at them.

“Yuk, back, Samuel has complained of hunger” invite Heru.

Laras nodded without saying much choosing to walk next to Manda.

“Brandon where?” whispered Laras, Manda shuddered.

“Ngintilin I mulu kayak stalker, I escaped with Rakai. Difference tau.”

The barrel of an amused laugh. “Be careful karma, which was originally ogah, even so mau”

“Corn amit-amit!” refuse Manda raw.