PAPER BOATS (Trapped by the Past)

Chapter 63 DO NOT PRECEDE HIS DETERMINATION

Surya just smiled hearing it. For him it is common to be commented on originally by Yogi.

"Bro, I'm charging you a promise!"

Surya frowned.

"What promise?" Surya never promised anything to Yogi.

"Soto's." Yogi raises his eyebrows.

Oh gosh. This is a child, remember. Inner Solar.

Without answering, Surya moved out of his chair.

"Eh, where are you going, bro?" ask Yogi.

"Soto," Surya replied as he continued to step out of the classroom.

With the spirit of four five, Yogi followed.

"Our iced orange, bro. I'm really thirsty," pinta Yogi.

Surya ignored him. He just kept stepping.

"Bro, you still want to wait for the next class, right?" ask Yogi while continuing to walk.

Surya just nodded. Then he took out his phone.

Arriving at the cafeteria that was not too crowded. Surya is looking for a seat. Yogi ordered soto and two glasses of orange ice.

As usual, Yogi never for a moment when near the soto booth. Because the son of a soto repairman is always able to hypnotize him.

Name's Wanti. A girl their age. Going to college at an open university. And his college schedule is only on weekends.

If said Yogi who likes to chat with Wanti, so he can help his mother who is a single parent selling soto.

Impressed very noble. College stays the way, while helping the elderly.

His face was quite attractive. Many students love to show her charm. Including Yogis.

Surya doesn't care. He opened his phone. On the way, he felt his phone vibrate.

Surya saw a message coming in from Nadia. With a smile, Surya opened it.

You went to college today, Sur? Nadia asked in her first message.

Ja. Answer Solar is short.

For some reason since deciding to be able to release his dependence on Nadia, Surya became reluctant to stay long.

Although his little heart still awaits the message from Nadia.

Go home, go to college, yeah. I have something to talk about. Nadia Pinta.

Surya frowned.

Discuss what? Ask Surya.

Later if you are in my house. Answer Nadia.

Of importance? Ask Surya.

Suddenly, Surya's thumb typed the word. Though usually, the unimportant thing will be the reason Surya came to Nadia's house.

"Dream about you, Bro? Wagging Wanti, huh?" tanya Yogi surprises Surya.

"About!" sahut Surya's.

Yogi put his tray on the table. One bowl of soto and two large glasses of orange ice.

"Drink now. Let your brain runny. No more jamming." Yogi put one glass in front of Surya.

"What's my brain like?" sahut Surya's.

"Well! This is what I like. You need to use a sentence that is not raw. We no longer follow Indonesian courses, Bro. So if you can, continue the slang. Don't be so raw. It even sounds stiff, you know?" cerocos Dogi's.

Stiff? Am I being too stiff? Surya tried to introspect himself.

Since childhood, Rahma who is original Jogja and bloody noble, always taught her two children to always be polite.

The language we use depends on who we are speaking to. So you're not from you-gue elu-gue.

Toni who though mixed blood eventually followed the way Rahma, his wife.

And practically Surya and Sinta always speak well and correctly.

Nadia is like that too. Although his parents were different tribes, he was still taught to speak well and correctly.

There's no telling you I'm like a Yogi that Nadia said her name was cablek.

Nadia once rebuked the God who spoke to her. And since then, the Gods have appreciated Nadia and herself more.

Even if there is no Nadia, the talk of God back nyablak.

Nadia does not like the language of the cablek. He prefers people who are good at talking. That's one of the reasons Surya still maintains his style of language.

But it turns out all his efforts, did not necessarily make Nadia turn to him.

Nadia looks back at her past. The past according to Surya has sunk to the bottom of the ocean.

Not for Nadia. Nadia always hopes her past is moored on a beach. The beach, he said.

And the paper boat will reach the shore. Located in the same place as....Deities.

Ah, bullshit with the Gods. Also Nadia and all her empty wishful thinking.

Surya gripped his ice glass. Unheard of his phone that returned to vibrate.

"Eits! You broke that glass! You want to pay for the damages?" comment Yogi who saw Surya hand gripped the glass tightly.

Surya regained his senses, then released his cold hand. It was not that he could not afford the price of the glass that would break if he continued. But he didn't want to do anything in vain. Maybe even hurt him.

Surya re-entered his phone, without opening a reply to a message from Nadia.

Sure that the shakes were a reply to a message from Nadia? Ah, no! I no longer want to expect it.

I want to enjoy my own life. Not with all the misfortune.

Why would I sacrifice myself if I would get hurt in the end?

Surya continued to struggle with his heart. Although not easy, but Surya wants to be the winner. Winner to his own heart.

Surya sucked the orange ice until it ran aground.

Yogi who was bribing his hot soto until it glared and made him choke.

Yogi hurriedly took out the soto that was already in his mouth to the canteen floor. Because his throat was sore and hot. Because the sauce is too hot and spicy.

Yogi also sucked the orange ice. But not to the end.

"Lu why, Bro? If you are upset again, do not ice orange that is the target, dong," asked Yogi.

Surya grunting. Then take his breath.

"At least I've been venting my feelings" said Surya.

"Nadia?" ask Yogi.

"And his past. He's stuck in his past, Yog. To the extent that he ignored his future," Surya replied.

"You mean his future?"

"Come, Yog. Maybe me. Maybe someone else. Our soul mate never knows" said Surya.

"Well, you understand that no one knows. And yesterday you are like God who can determine your own soul mate" said Yogi.

"Don't precede God, Sur. HE already has his own decisions. If HE had set it, no one would have changed it. Not even you!" yogi.

"Heh, high is also your religious knowledge, Yog?" Surya felt a salute to Yogi who he always considered as a whimper.

"From childhood I have always heard lectures on religion. Yes, a little bit is still stuck in my brain" said Yogi.

"You're going to study? Or go to bed in a pesantren?" ask Surya.

"Mak Yati every morning nyetel lecture his dawn ustadz Zainudin MZ, Bro. Even though the afternoon of her songs Meggy Z. Haha."