Paper Dove

Flowers: Love Don't You Go

Juan and I sat on the sidelines, which were designed like a staircase around the field.  The sound of musical instruments and singing began to reverberate, some women and men began to dance some introductory dances. 

I was stunned and creeped, honestly just the first time I witnessed a traditional event like this. It turns out that the charisma emitted by a sacred event is very impressive. 

Juan began to explain when 2 men began to face each other like they were going to fight. 

" Caci dance is a war dance that comes from the original area here Manggarai area. This dance is only men can play it. You see that guy holding that short whip? It's an attacker if the language here calls him Paki, if the one who holds the same shield whip big it's a fend off if this language calls him Ta'ang".

" Tang? ", i'm trying to spell. 

" Ta'ang is not Tang. The handle of the whip was made from buffalo skin. The end of the whip that hit the opponent's body was made from buffalo skin that was dried so hard it is usually called Lempa. Or you can also use a lid from the green enau tree called Pori. How bad would it feel to have that?", Juan explained solemnly and proudly. 

I shudder. It hurts so much, of course. I looked seriously at the field.

" This show is not every week. It is held if there is a harvest season thanksgiving, a new year ritual or there are important guests. Well now this is held because the Governor is here. Okay?", continued Juan. 

I nodded with understanding. Quite amazed by Juan's knowledge related to these cultures. 

" Do you know much?" I said in praise. 

" I'm an IPS kid, I need to know something like gini. But not much anyway, it's still minimal knowledge so have to read a lot more ", said Juan low. 

" Brother Juan, what kind of Enau tree is that?", I asked seriously. 

Juan was silent "honestly I've never seen either. Later if I meet what kind of tree I will show you", Juan replied seriously. 

I smiled at the determined Juan. I nodded in agreement.

***

After that day Juan kept clinging to me. When leaving school, during class breaks, during sports hours, when going to TU even when going home from school. 

" Sister.why so much" one day I protested when Juan was sitting next to me in the cafeteria. 

Juan's behavior like this makes Elsa feel removed from her position. Of course Elsa protested loudly to me but shrieked when dealing with Juan.

" Don't friends have to go everywhere together? We are friends", Juan said sure. 

" No. Since when do we get into office? ", i protest. " My best friend is just Elsa" I said, pointing at Elsa in the next chair whose face was pressured because Adam was sitting in front of her. 

" We have signed four. You, Elsa, me, Adam. Pas. Four sets" said Juan. 

" It's up to you" I said. I immediately stood up leaving Juan and my empty bowl of meatballs, Elsa following from behind. 

" Kang, meatballs are the same drinks later paid the same mas yes", I pointed to Juan. 

" Okay Neng" said Kang Meatball. 

Juan raised his eyebrows to me asking for an explanation. 

" We're best friends" I said as soon as I smiled kindly at Juan. Seeing that Adam laughed out loud. 

" Kang got me also paid the same mas Adam ya", Elsa continued while ngacir left Adam who coughed in shock at the sudden attack.

***

Juan appeared on the terrace of my house with a hammer in his hand. Not for me but bribing aunty in my house. 

I met him lazily.  " More diligent here", said I jutek while looking at him sitting relaxed on the porch chair of my house.

" Yes. His name is also someone else's effort" said Juan selow while sipping coffee made by his aunt. 

I'm upset. 

" Please get me some tissue" said Juan Cuek. 

I glared but still went inside the house to get a tissue. Juan followed behind while carrying his coffee cup and sitting in the living room. 

" How did you move to sit?", I said in shock.

" It's cold outside. You don't feel sorry for me, look at my nails until blue" Juan said.

I looked at Juan with a suspicious look.

" Fortunately, upperclassman, if I don't brush this person too", I mengedumel. 

" Thank you slow loris" Juan smiled happily to hear me mengedumel.

I sat with Juan in the living room. While reading some of my favorite bobo magazines. 

" Duile is old still reading bobo" Juan picked up one of the magazines. 

" Likes to know. The story is fun", I said, looking for the page I wanted to read. 

We both read in silence. Suddenly Juan laughed. 

" What's wrong?", I wondered. 

" After looking around, this rongrong character looks like who it is. It looks just like you", Juan showed me a rong-rong cat. 

" Asem", I said sneering. 

Auntie went into the living room. " Neng, what are you going to do in masakin?", asked the aunt. 

I thought and smiled "Aunty rest. Later Dew cook itself with this Dew friend", I said smiling. 

" Okay non. Thank you for the martab" said the friendly aunt to Juan. 

" The same" replied Juan politely. 

" Sister is having dinner here right?", I said with a meaningful smile. 

Juan who probably saw the purpose and intent of my smile started to laugh stiffly. 

" thank you. I eat at home. Pamit used to be Dew", said Juan quickly while tidying the magazine into 1 stack.

" Eits, don't dong. The time all the way here don't eat. Come my brother Juan SA.HA.BAT", I said as I pulled Juan's jacket collar and dragged him into the kitchen.

***

Juan concentrated on peeling the onions I gave him. Her eyes began to water, but she did not seem to give up for fear of me mocking her.  

" Are you sure you want to use this many onions? ", ask Juan again. 

" Oh, my sister has done it 5 times. Rest assured. Onion should be a lot so that the taste is more okay", I said confidently. 

Juan nodded in understanding. Juan purposely rubbed his eyes with a finger. Then he screamed.

" Argh..my eyes…. I'm blind", Juan yelled lebay.

I saw Juan without interest "Don't act. That's your pinky, it's clean" I said, cutting tomatoes again.

Juan immediately fell silent, took a tissue and wiped his eyes and continued peeling the onions with a frown.

I put on a little onion from what Juan peeled, making him dumbfounded and grumbling. But I'm satisfied to have played Juan.

I placed the spaghetti in front of Juan who was still pouting because the peeled onion was not used all. 

" Yes sorry. Counting your aunt" I said persuading.

" Yes, good-bye" Juan said.

" Yes, good-bye. Good luck", I said. 

" Thank you, I'm at dinner" Juan seriously. 

" Ah lebay" I laughed stiffly. She should have known my real intention was to make her tormented.

***

Juan and I sat in the living room after eating. Juan picked up a guitar propped up near the sofa. 

" Whose guitar?" asked Juan. 

" I am ", I answered briefly. 

" Can I play guitar? ".

" slightly. My art soul is below average". 

Juan laughed at my answer. Juan started strumming guitars and tuning my guitar strings. After matching he started picking but I don't know what he was playing. Juan was very focused on the guitar. 

Then Juan started singing. Sing a song I'll remember all my life. 

Your face is always reflected in every wishful thinking

 Which can never be lost for a moment

Want to be close to you reluctantly part

Dissolved in your arms at all times

Every moment…

Oh, love don't leave, you stay here, don't let myself dissolve in the quiet

Love don't go stay you're here don't let myself dissolve in solitude

Dissolved in the quiet..

O.oo.

Love me don't you go

Drowning in your caress

I will never get out

Let me you spoiled 

In arms 

The flutter of your every move makes me miss

I kiss your lips gently 

I love you

I love you ooo

Oh, love don't leave, you stay here, don't let myself dissolve in the quiet

Love don't leave, you stay here 

don't let myself dissolve in the quiet

Drifting in the quiet..

O.oo.

Love me don't you go

Juan finished singing the song and looked at me. " Where? My voice is cool, right? ", said Juan proudly. 

I saw him, my heart beating. My cheeks are red. Well I must have been crazy, when I was fascinated with Juan. He just plays guitar and sings.

" Hey..are you fascinated? To that extent", Juan flicked his finger in front of my face. 

" Ha.. what is. ha ha ha. Ah, ah back home. Last night ", I said stiffly as I opened the living room door. 

" Wah is not humane. . . Yes.bye. Thank you for dinner" Juan said. 

I nodded without a sound. Then quickly close the door. 

" Fuck, when he knew I was blown away" I said holding my hot face. I peeked through the window, looking at Juan passing from the gate of the house with his motorbike.

***