One Big Dipper Two Love

Chapter 35

“Harum not awake?” nata asked Bi Jenah who was preparing breakfast for him and Hangga.

“Chooking. Neng Harum ‘kan always wake up at dawn because he had to pray at dawn,” Jenah replied without stopping his activities.

“This makes breakfast not fragrant?” ask Nata again.

“Aunt who made his breakfast, Mbak.” Jenah prepared a vegetable lontong menu for breakfast this morning.

“Where to, Nat?” ask Hanges when Nata stands up from his seat.

“You Invite Fragrance to breakfast with.” Nata went to Harum's room, then knocked on the door when he arrived in front of the room.

“Rum, breakfast, yuk!” nata shouted while knocking on the door of Harum's room.

“True first, Brother. I am not hungry yet,” said Harum who was lying on his side on the bed after shedding tears.

“Bareng aja, Rum. We wait for ya!” nata again.

Not wanting to argue long, Harum finally chose to take breakfast with Hangga and Nata, even though his heart was still very sick due to the dawn incident.

Before exiting the room, Harum stood in front of the mirror staring at his reflection. Traces of crying were so obvious on his father's face. He picked up the powder and patted it on the face to disguise his former cry.

“Why are you, Rum? Pain?” ask Nata in between their breakfast activities.

“Now.” Fragrant who was sitting across from Nata answered quickly.

“Kayak lethargic so.” Nata leaned his face in order to see Harum clearly. “You're out crying, Rum?” he asked when he realized the fragrant look of the face that was like someone had finished crying.

“No, Brother,” sahut Harum.

“Rum, consider me your brother. If you have a problem, do not hesitate to tell me,” said the beautiful woman who is three years old above Harum.

Looking at Nata for a moment, Harum finally nodded as well while commenting on a smile.

In Fragrant eyes, Nata was a kind-hearted figure. Her madam was so good at treating her. Deep down, she had no objection to this polygamous marriage. According to him, this polygamous marriage will go well if only Hangga can be fair.

But, in reality, Hangga was still cold to him.

Does Hanges not understand that a polygamous husband is obliged to treat his wives fairly.

“Mas, today I am off work. I want to play with Nina,” Harum said when Hangga was about to leave for work.

“You want to work, want to play, want to go where, whatever. Do what you want to do. No need to ask my permission,” said Hangga flat.

“Iya, Mas.” Fragrant nods.

Only three swings did Hanges set foot, Harum said again. “Mas, if I go home late in the afternoon, nothing yes.”

Hanges stopped his steps. Taking a deep breath, he turned his body. “I said whatever. Want to go home day, afternoon, night, all up to you,”.

“Iya, Mas.”

“Rum, we go to work first yes,” said Nata.

“Yes, be careful.”

“You are also careful if you want to go out of the house.”

“Iya.”

After saying goodbye to Harum, Nata holding the hand of Hangga stepped towards the car.

Fragrant can only look at her husband and honey with bitter feelings.

*

“Tumben really ngajak road. Until willing to exchange all holidays,” said Nina when Harum came to the mes room where she lived. The shop employee's special mes is located in the shop's backyard.

As Nina was indulging herself in a deep sleep after the Fajr prayer, the boat-haired girl was startled by the arrival of Harum.

Employee's holiday schedule does not have to be Sunday, depending on their respective holiday allowance, except Harum who has the privilege to have a holiday on every Sunday.

“I again sfor, Nin,” sahut Harum lethargic.

“Sfor why? Again fighting with husband?” lontar Nina in a soft voice, barely whispering. There was no one else in the city except the two girls.

It was fragrant shaking his head.

How could fighting, while chatting with Hangga alone was a very rare thing. Instead of fighting or arguing it must be initiated by the interaction of two human children, the minimum of chatting.

“Rum, he said that husband and wife fight is natural, consider it as a household spice,” said Nina.

“I don't fight, Nin.”

“So why did you choose to have a holiday today? Though Mas Hangga ‘kan holiday Sunday. Hayo?” cecar Nina is curious.

“Holiday with you, Nin. Kangen. Want to go for a walk."

“We ‘kan have been friends for a long time, Rum. Nina knows very well, your face implies an aura of a strange problem,” said Nina in a serious pretentious style. Smelling laughs at the expression of his best friend.

“But if you don't want to tell a story, it's okay. What must be remembered, Nina's shoulder is ready to support your complaint. Don't hesitate to tell a story, because Nina is your best friend, Rum.” Nina patted Harum on the shoulder while smiling broadly.

“Although sometimes Nina is irritable like Squidward, sometimes Nina is also selfish like Mr. Crab, sometimes Nina is stupid like Patrick, but Nina will always be there for you like Spongebob,”.

Hearing Nina's words, Harum chuckled in laughter, followed by Nina who laughed.

“So we want to go where?” nina asked after they stopped laughing.

“Ngebakso, yuk!” reply Fragrant excitedly.

“So, you exchange holidays for ngajak Nina ngebakso doang.”

“Lapse of our memebakso ..”

The two girls who have been friends since at Junior High were looking at each other and then the two compactly exclaiming glee, “Busway ride!”

Since being transferred to the city of Tangerang, both are planning to take a busway. Understandably the mass transportation they never met in his hometown, Cilegon. However, busyness makes them unable to realize the plan of both.

“Cus is the way we take the busway. But, you are the one who bought ya.”

“Iya, ready.”

“OK, let's go for a walk. Ignore Nina's nightmares last night. Hopefully the dream is not a bad sign,” said Nina.

“What's your nightmare, Nin?” Harum asked with a worried expression.

“Dreams of being chased by Kim Jong Un in Subway Surf,” jokes Nina who suddenly broke laughter Harum. Hangga's wife beat her best friend with a flat roll.

Not long after Nina dressed up, the two veiled girls came out mes. Using Nina's black and red Scoopy motor, they go to an agreed-upon meatball noodle shop. However, while on the way, the bike they ride instead broke down.

“Kok stop here, Nin? This is a leasing office, not a meatball stall,” lontar Harum when suddenly Nina's motorbike stopped right in front of the leasing office.

“Not stopping, Rum, this is breaking down,” Nina said as she got off her bike and was followed by Harum.

“Kok broke down, Nin?”

“Kan, have said, last night Nina dream chased by Kim Jong Un.”

“Astagfirullah. Why not dream pursued by Song Jong Ki anyway,” joke Fragrant.

“It looks like it broke down because the gasoline runs out,”, Nina said when she saw the gasoline indicator showed the fuel in the tank was empty.

“Which way, Nin, should have filled gasoline first.”

“Nina forget, Harum Geulis.”

“What now, dong?” tanya Harum is restless.

Nina knocks her index finger on her chin like a person thinks. After discussing, arguing, weighing and deciding it was finally agreed that they would both push the bike until they found the SPBU. Be grateful if you find a retail gasoline seller in the next few steps.

“Hadeuh, pardon would take a walk instead of a real road,” said Nina who was walking while pushing her motorbike with Harum.

“Not to complain, must remain grateful. Remember, behind a disaster, usually tucked away in wisdom,” sahut Harum.

“Yes, Mama Dedeh,” joke Nina. “Hopefully this heavy ordeal gets a reward for meeting a soul mate. O Allah, find Nina immediately with Nina's soul mate. So that Nina no longer gives love to the wrong person for free.” Nina spoke while raising her hands, then wiped the sweat on her forehead before continuing the struggle to find SPBU.

It was only the smiles of seeing Nina's ravings that always kept her heart fresh, even when her heart had withered.

The two girls had walked three hundred yards, when a green sports bike driven by a man stopped nearby.

“Why motor?” ask the man wearing the helmet from the top of his bike.

“Betch, Om. Running out of gasoline,” Nina said.

“Wait here. Let me find the gasoline,” said the man who was still sitting on his bike.

“Serious, Om?” lontar Nina's.

Not disbelief, but recent studies have shown that empathy in people is becoming increasingly rare, especially in big cities. According to the survey, as many as 65 percent of people today behave indifferently or lose empathy. That's what he's read.

“Iya, wait yes. Don't go anywhere!” exclaimed the man wearing an army green jacket mixed with jeans with a green binocular helmet still wrapped his head. Then, the man hit the gas.

“Rum, that guy is about right don't want to nolongin us?” lontar Nina after the man left.

“Hopefully true,” sahut Harum.

In his mind, he was remembering something.

Green jacket, green sport bike, and helmet binoculars are dominated by green.

It's nice to feel like you've been meeting men like that lately.