NADIRS

Nadir ~ Falling in Love

Besides not being young defeated by circumstances, I know Wira is a persistent person. His eyes were observant, able to see as thin as any gap, opportunity. He never wanted to waste a chance. That's why he told me to go to Hanin to pretend to invite him to celebrate class at Caffe Love you Always. He deliberately chose the cafe, because there is an acoustic band. I swear, I've rejected this idea of her half dead. However, if you are familiar with the nature of the Hero. Again, I sincerely obeyed his wishes.

“Come, buddy, I really need your help this time!”

I hesitated to meet Hanin at her house. I didn't think he would take my offer.

“Ah what a coincidence, me and some classmates want to celebrate it also tonight.. indeed we also have plans to invite you and your Kinky Friend..

Yeah, it's a coincidence.

As on the moon, diguyur gemintang, glittering the face of Wira when I told him that Hanin agreed.

“Oath your death, my friend?!”

“By death!” I replied, gasping after walking for two kilometers in the sun that was too cruel that afternoon.

“Haiss... Don't lie to you, it's not good to be a liar!”

Truly dead, I want to punch his face that does not feel the slightest sympathy for the scum of sweat that floods my body.

“If you don't believe, please just ask hanin directly!” i'm vexed.

“OK... okay... I believe!”

That afternoon also Wira went straight to the clothing store. Bought blue checkered blues combination of pink and blue, skinny jeans light purple, pantovel shoes from crocodile leather, and, no matter the month's salary of working in the burning shell Ko A Kiong just dried up.

Throughout the afternoon he circled in front of a rusty mirror in the boarding room. Wearing that out of sync suit. I giggled to see her look more like a walking pennant.

“How do I look, buddy?”

“Oi... oi.. how dashing you are, like color-blind arisan mothers, in the village!” selorohku.

“Hey, be careful when you talk! Suits like this are trending right now, man, you know?!”

I don't want to argue with him anymore. The mind is very sensitive about its appearance. Then he revealed his plans for the night.

“You know, man, I've prepared a special song for Hanin tonight. I'll make him fascinated with the song, and let him drift away in his honor because of my performance. Amboii..” The spirit smiles on its own, like a new donkey drinking milk.

Cafe Loves You Always, just opened at 19:00, me and Wira have been standing in his parking lot since maghrib. It was like a fool waiting for hours.

It was only at 20:00 that Hanin, Princess, and Kalia arrived. The hero immediately greeted with a grin and puffed up chest. The cultivators in front of Hanin, showed the suit he thought was cool. No doubt the appearance that I have said looks like the flag of the pennant was laughed at by them.

“Oi, friend, your appearance is like a man “balang” at the crossroads only!” sindir Putri's.

“Yes, if only you brought it, gurgling...” added Kalia.

“While singing... brother does not come home, I am rarely in belay!” The princess imitates the sissy-banian singing style of the red light crossroads with a cheering sound.

“Hahahaha..

Red face of the hero appearance becomes the joke of the Princess and Kalia. However, like scooping flowers to the face, in the wind of heaven, the face of Wira sumringah immediately faced defense from Hanin.

“Ah, don't be, Dude, appreciate other people's fashion sense!”

“Hehehe.

“From a long time here, mending we enter... can run out of our place later!” bring Hanin.

We're inbound. The song I Swear by legend Kenny Rogers welcomes us. Turn right towards the empty number eight table. I pulled my chair a little back. Giving space for the Hero who has taken the most strategic place to be able to look at Hanin's face as much as possible.

“Beauty!” muttered. Shining his eyes looked at the face of Hanin who was seriously conversing with Princess and Kalia. His expression resembled that of a two-year-old boy who had just gotten a corn doll from Amanya.

Maybe for Wira, the song sung by the singer of the cafe home band Love you Always this is the voice of his heart. Swear by the moon and the stars in the sky, that he fell in love many times by the narrow-eyed girl with that pair of charismatic curving beautiful eyebrows.

So, for the sake of getting Hanin's sympathy tonight, Wira was able to do anything. Including draining some of his savings.

“Tonight I'm the treat!” said.

“Serious of you, Kribo?” Kalia doubtful.

“Don't mess with you, here the food is expensive you know!” princess Timpal.

The hero smiled haughtily. The release of hundreds of coins that are still shiny and loud, so that when he wagged the money in front of his face, a faint sound was heard.

“Still doubt you guys?! anyway eat what you like.. I pay!”

Oi, cocky right Wira tonight. He did not think about his regrets later.

The hero soars haughtily, when the Princess and Kalia who could be said to be their kindness to others is directly proportional to the contents of the person's purse, do not stop praising him. Praise has another meaning. But the hero still likes it.

“You are great, Kribo!” said Princess. The Hero's Nose.

“Iya, not only great...your best performance tonight..the kind of artist you see!” added Kalia. The teeth are dry, because they do not stop grinning.

The princess and Kalia looked, then dyed like worms to flush kerosene. I know, there's something they're planning to take advantage of the stupidity of a man who's been overwhelmed by the praises―my village people say; kapujian (eat praises). Me and Hanin went to see Princess and Kalia. We both already know the habits of two girls who like to take advantage of the stupidity of the boy.not a few who ineded their praise in class. Anto, Halim, Kasmat, Randi, Rendi, Rundi, Galih, Galah, Rudi, even Pak Zainuddin have been their victims.

“Can we order the most delicious and expensive menu in the cafe Loving you Always this?”

Well, I told you what, Kata; great, best performance, and kind of artist it's not free.

“Oh, for this kindhearted Friend of Putir and Kalia, no one should not... Please go ahead!” wira said, still unconscious. In fact, he joined the choke with two snake-hearted seducing girls.

As a result, our table was full of food. All kinds of great food in front of us. From seafood to mountain food. Starting from the famous Italian food to traditional foods such as Ambal kasambang.

Scroll face Wira began to worry. In view of the price list many times, in the calculation of all the number of menus ordered by the Princess and the super hearty Kalia. Then count the wallet. End, not left. Then, record the entire contents of his savings for a year.

You see that, man? Therefore, I want to tell you, do not be too complacent or consumed by excessive praise.. dangerous!

Hanin I haven't seen much excitement since. The food menu presented in front of us so much did not attract attention. I don't know what he was worried about, he glanced at his watch many times.

“Oh my beautiful sister Hanin, what is it that you look so agitated?” ask the hero, like someone who is reciting poetry. I almost spewed Ambal Kasambang out of my mouth.

Hanin just grinned wryly.

“My dear sister Hanin, if you have no objection, may I present you one of the best songs, especially for you tonight?” The hero does not waste an opportunity.

Hanin grinned wryly, again. Stare blankly at the cafe door. There was a figure behind that door. A man who invited Hanin's smile, they.

The girl who was getting ready to go to the cafe stage to perform a sweet song for her sister, Hanin, then stopped as the man approached our table.

“Hay, all!” greet the man I don't know, friendly.

“Hay!” reply, doubt.

“Hay, Nan?!” it seems that Princess and Kalia already knew the man.

Hanin immediately stood up, pulling the man's arm to the side. The hero looked directly at the man, sharp.

“Include, this is Anandra!” Hanin.

“Nadir!” my spoken. Shaking his delicate hand.

The man was handsome, his face was smooth, clean, the blueprint of the idol man of many girls. Unlike us who are full of climbs and frenzies too often shower rain, billowing with dust, and attacked by the hot sun. His eyes were slightly dark yet soothing, once he smiled, his heart was shady. Not the intention of being a psychiatrist, I guess this charismatic guy has a mysterious side, so any girl will be curious to make in one glance.

Anandra offered an introduction to Wira, but my friend was unmoved, only her eyes were still staring intently at Anan. Blaspheming. I can feel the thrill of competition created between two teenage boys who reciprocated.

“Hey Kribo, it's rude of you, to refuse someone's intention to get acquainted!” reprimand Hanin. The soul gasped, like a person awakened from a daydream.

“Oh yes... Hero... Hero Sasono!” resolute, then.

“Anandra.” Said the man, calm.

Hanin pulled Anan to sit next to him. Swollen chest Wira saw that sight.

“Who is he?” ask Wira, cynical.

“Oh, sorry if I just introduced you guys to Anan, tonight..he's my classmate at Junior High lang Hanin's.

Throw down the heavens, befall the body of the Hero. His oppressor was strong to the point of his heart against the truth he had just heard.

“Sorry, do you mean?” The hero is still trying to deny his feelings that began to pinch pain.

“Yes, Anan is my girlfriend since Junior High!” Hanin knew what to say. It was time for him to cripple the spirit of the Hero to get his love. In his crude language, Hanin no longer wanted to be disturbed by the hard-faced man with the cream hair.

Then look what happened. Reality has hit my friend hard. No more a snooty grin. Just a withered look at the cafe floor. The man who always glorified the word; “Tak want to lose by this state of”, has reached his limit. The trust evaporated instantly. Fly on the cuddle of the baby that passes home.

Oi Ama, what sin has been committed my friend, so that it must accept cruel misfortune like tonight.

Time slowed down in time. I would like the hero to get out of his place immediately. Running from reality that made his heart ache. I'm sorry, man, under these circumstances I can't do much for you. Oh....

The hero really turned into another figure tonight. He was quiet, not talking much. The last words I heard came out of his mouth, when he paid all the menu that night to the cashier. The rest is not adalagi. He really has lost. The joy I've seen has been explosive since this afternoon, nothing else. Exit instantly. The fortress of his faith fell.

Arriving at the boarding house, I tried to entertain the hero. But everything is in vain. My friend has already fallen. There is no more shameful defeat than a love that is broken.

“Sabar, Friend...women are not only Hanin in this world!” I said.

Offended heroes. “Show would you say that...Where do you know about love and heartbreak?!”

I'm silent.

The hero is trying to get away from me. But I didn't let it get very far. All night long the hero fights with his pain. All night I watched him. I don't want a broken love to make him lose his mind. Many absurd steps have become possible for broken love people like this friend of mine. Drinking rat poison, hanging neck on nutmeg tree, beautiful jump from telkom tower, from the multi-storey building is also there, drowning life in the middle of the sea, hit by the waves to death run out of oxygen. Everything could have happened. I don't want the Hero to have such a tragic fate. He could be a ghost who haunts because he died of curiosity. Many people underestimate the liver disease that has claimed the lives of many of these poets. This love virus outbreak is supposed to be on the list of the most dangerous psychological diseases in the world.

Inside the room, the hero leaned against the corner of the wall. Guitar sound. Played heart-wrenching major melodies. Plunge into the critical depths of his soul. His eyes looked at the void. Kuy face. Break hope.

“Babies Friends, everything is not over. after all,\ they are just dating, not officially married!” I said.

The hero didn't answer, just kept strumming his guitar.

“Didn't you tell yourself that you still love Hanin, even though she belongs to someone else? Are you that tired? or is that just your bullshit?!”

The hero sighed strongly, like there was a burden piling up on his chest.

“As you say, mate, fight! fights! This is not the end of everything!” I keep trying to encourage him.

Then he looked at me. His smile looks heavy and heavy. Slowly he whispered to himself.

“I've lost, Friend!”

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