PHYSILOVAS

PHYSILOVA 17 - About Taste

Ig: @anantapio26_

"There are two stories. First, it moved me. Second, it surprised me."

~Kevin~

One week locked in a very monotonous basecamp atmosphere makes Arial feel like a new atmosphere even in his own home. He walked down the room after saying his greetings.

A cold wind seemed to hit him when Arial saw the look on Wulan's face that did not show the slightest smile to welcome his arrival.

"Ma," Arial scolds warmly. He crouched down in front of Wulan who was sitting on the sofa of the living room.

Wulan raised her face.

Arial developed his permanent smile as sweetly as possible, "Mom why?" tanyanya gently. Sounds calming.

"You're asking why?" wulan's voice sounded raucous.

Instantly Arial's smile faded. Wulan's gaze this time really showed her disappointment. "Ma-Maaf Ma," said Arial regretfully.

"You know? Everyone hates Mama for your behavior!" obviously Wulan was full of emotions.

"Ma, Arial does not mean to make Mama hated by people" said Arial sincerely.

Wulan shook her head firmly, "You've put Mama to shame, Arial!" protesting Wulan went from the presence of Arial.

"Ma," called Arial again resigned to the situation and could only look at Wulan who was getting away.

I hope Mama does not continue to eat Gilang's talk, Arial mind is hopeful and has suspected all of this is Gilang's action.

***

Arial sighed softly. Empty look. Boredom began to overrun his mood. The teenage boy got up and decided to go see Elsa or maybe her two friends.

He took the keys to his motorbike in the desk drawer. Groping the back pocket checking the phone and wallet. Then it appeared in the middle room. It looks like Wulan is cleaning some of the classic ceramic mugs of his collection.

"Ma. Arial wants to go to Kevin's house first, "his permission is with Wulan.

Wulan was just quietly preoccupied with her activities.

"Ma," call Arial to feel that there is no affirmation from his mother.

"Yes already. Don't go all night," Wulan broke up without turning her head.

Arial nodded, "Yes Ma," he said then passed.

The orange glow looks brighter than yesterday. Intending to play at Kevin's house becomes a turn to stop by the doi house. But the next minute Arial returned to the straight path. He actually went to Kevin's house which was only three hundred meters away from his house.

With a slow speed Arial riding his motorbike. Until finally arrived at Kevin's yard. Kevin was sitting in the gazebo in front of his house.

"Lu's real style. Deket also uses a motorbike," chirped Kevin staring at Arial who just got off his bike.

"My style. How did you become a bothered?" reply Arial dongkol.

Kevin just clucked. Shortly afterwards Angga came with a snack of one white bag in his hand.

"What's your take?" kevin asked, hoping Angga would bring a lot of snacks.

Angga put it in front of Kevin, "Badog hobby, body gungkring," Angga told Kevin.

"Important my arm," replied Kevin began to open the package that Angga brought. The hope turned out to be granted, Angga brought a lot of snacks. Fried tofu, fried tempeh, fried Kevin's face.

"Guys," Arial called out no importance to Kevin's babble.

"What?" kevin felt his activities were disrupted.

"Someone wants me to talk about. Seriously," continued Arial his view looks no kidding.

"About what?" sahut Angga sat next to Arial.

"First, about me just as much as me. Second, about me with Elsa," replied Arial.

"Keep third?" keep Kevin looking shitty.

"Udah. Just two," Arial replied patiently.

"Yes on," Pinta Angga started to get serious.

Arial was silent for a moment. Taking a slow breath, "Gue was astonished as much as I was. My whole temper is with me," Arial said, his eyes now looking blank.

"Why do you think?" tanya Angga leaned her back on the gazebo pole beside her.

"I said, if I feel disappointed with me, I'm ashamed, I've made it hate the same people. I feel useless as a child," explained Arial look lethargic.

"Lo know why no, you're saying that?" chirp Kevin started to turn wise.

Arial was silent for a moment to remember the events that he had experienced over the past week. But what he felt in his memory was only emptiness. The aftermath of the accident a few years ago makes it quite difficult to remember the short things he experienced.

"Gue was wondering. If this is Gilang," sambar Angga.

"Gue is, too" Kevin added in support.

Arial grabbed her hair, "Dizzle me," he lamented and stared at Angga and Kevin in turn.

"Must be in the presence of a child?" kevin asked, feeling angry.

"You dah. It's difficult if the problem is related to the life debt mah," Angga replied confused.

Everything quiet. Silent. Kevin who was originally busy eating snacks is now confused to think about Arial's problem. He sighed heavily, when his brain was never willing to compromise to find a solution.

"Sabarin was the Gilang mah" said Angga breaking the silence.

"Keep on the second one" asked Kevin impatiently.

Arial was silent for a moment. Convincing himself, "Gue became the same as Elsa," he said briefly, managed to make his two friends not budge at all. They look like statues after Arial continues his second problem. So surprising! Did ya? That's the question of the splint in his eyes.

"Can't you?" Only those two words were able to come out of Kevin's mouth and represent Angga's question.

Arial exhaled, "It's not you who told me to make the same Elsa than Gilang committed suicide then nyokapnya because the Nita even became the same me?!" reply spicy.

"Yes but not suddenly like this," said Angga still felt dumbfounded.

"But you shot Elsa when you were sane, right, Al?" added Kevin.

"Waras!" upset Arial. He was resting his body in the middle of the gazebo.

"But how do I feel if you're like a crazy person?" Kevin tapped his finger on the ground.

Arial clucking. He did not accept the words of his honest friend.

"I think it is. If you make a problem Gilang. Don't play rough with him. Lo gentlyin him, let him have no access to fall you because you are rude to him," Angga's cerocos suddenly after pensive long enough.

Arial silent.

"So in my view tuh, like Gilang mukul lo diem-diem, keep lo bales blatantly. But from behind there are those who thicken lo more severely," explained Angga again.

"And in my opinion, your decision to release Nita even though it is not perfect so it is true," added Kevin.

"So?" Arial is back.

"Lo just assume everything is finished and never happened" concluded Angga, "Happy with Grandma Lampir who is most doyan nyemil up kudanil," he continued.

Kevin just nodded.

Arial sighed, "My dead man will definitely not believe the story," he said his mind began to drift much more wildly as the pain again attacked the contents of his recess.

"Lo, what the hell is that?!" furious Angga slapped Arial softly.

Arial sighed slowly, "So vengeful is Gilang me," he lamented looking at the ceiling of the gazebo.

"Udahlah. It was all because of an accident," Kevin replied again sane so can be wise.

Arial rose from his position. His gaze was so empty. He placed his hands on his knees which he bent.

"Come, Al. Don't think about it" said Angga patting Arial on the shoulder.

Arial exhaled again, "Yes yuk?" invite him suddenly so that it is difficult to understand by the two human children who are now sitting next to him.

"Where?" angga asked slightly frowned and felt curious.

"Reverse, you want maghrib," answered Arial flatly without feeling sinful and rose from his seat.

Kevin looks like he's glaring at Arial. He showed his regret because the curiosity that had been represented by Angga only answered that simple, "Gak!" prevent Kevin from quickly half-screeching. His hand tugged at Arial's shoulder, so Arial sat down again and almost fell.

"Why the hell lo?" upset Arial.

"PJ first!" sue Kevin unexpectedly.

Arial frowned, "PJ what?" tanyanya polo's.

"Tax, Al. You don't know what?" angga.

"Just know, I. If there's a tax," Arial thought it was exactly like paying income tax at the tax office.

Kevin looks upset. While Angga can only shake his head to understand the young prince who is feeling confused.

"Clearly, Ga," Kevin's orders sound authoritarian to Angga.

"Must make NPWP dong, me?!" arial exclaimed after a long time pensive.

"But can be diluted. But this problem, make me gedeg! Pretending her way likes relapses!" kevin's eyes stared at Angga.

Angga just assented. He began to explain the understanding of PJ aka the readymade tax to Arial, "So gini loh, you yourself know today's age—"

"Yes. Nowadays we like weird!" arial exclaimed at Angga's conversation followed by a loud slap from Kevin that landed freely on his left cheek.

"Dengerin was a monkey!" dongkol Kevin felt right and looked sinister.

Arial replied to her with his coldest gaze. Because Kevin's hand feels sticky when slapping his cheek, maybe because the grains of the snack tray are still attached to the palm of Kevin's hand.

Angga sighed patiently to deal with the two humans who sometimes cheated just because of a trivial matter, "Udahlah. Buy us both, now!" it's full of demands.

"My birthday is still a long time," said Arial relaxed.

Angga sighed again patiently because Arial had not yet understood his meaning, "Lo was the same Elsa was already made, so loyain was as unwilling. On the other hand I'm the same Kevin has given you a lot of input about your problem," he explained later.

"I've come back first. Abis isya I came here again," answered Arial began to rise and get ready to go home.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Kevin nodded in wonder.

"Nyokap," said Arial briefly.

"What's wrong?" Ask Angga.

"Still miss me, left a week nginep in the school basecamp," explained Arial.

"Yes already. I'm the same Angga who went to your house," Kevin continued understanding.

"OK I wait," Arial replies and turns on the engine and honks before actually darting away.

Kevin and Angga throw glances at each other, then shake their heads at the trail of Arial that has disappeared behind the turn. There is something else in Arial.

"About feelings, Bro. Between nyokap same child," said Kevin without avert his eyes.

Angga is just mangosteen.

"Make it absolutely outrageous. He benefits the state for revenge bales. Though the incident occurred because of an accident and without any intentionality," muttered Kevin concerned.

"Gue vows. Tuh son let pence," said Angga passed near his iron horse.

"That's not an oath. But prayer!" kevin half yelled.

"Too prayer, long dabululinnya. Mending was cursed," chirped Angga as a logical thought.

Kevin's whirling, "Lo crazy!" objurgation.

Angga laughed a little. "Yes yuk. Revoke. Follow the Arial," he asked.

Kevin was silent for a moment and ruffled his waist, "Yok," he said.

***

There was small talk and laughter from the kitchen.

"Auntie heard you were a chemistry olympic champion?" tanya Wulan was heard by Arial's ears.

"Yes, Tan," answered one, his voice sounding familiar to Arial's ears, but his form had not been seen in his eyes because it was blocked by the wall between the kitchen and the living room. Curiosity makes Arial accelerate his steps.

"Eh lo, Lang. I think who," rebuked Arial on pleasantries after finding out the owner of Wulan's interlocutor's voice. Arial pretended to walk up to the fridge and picked up a cold drink, "Newly come?" continued Arial.

Gilang.

Arial silently momentarily glanced at Wulan, "Udah wants maghrib. Arial to the mosque first," his permission to Wulan after chugging a cold drink from a bottle.

"Yeah, Lang?" take Arial then to Gilang.

"Yes, you prayed to the mosque. Let Mama and Bi Tini prepare dinner," said Wulan.

Arial nodded.

"You know, I'm leaving first, Tan," said Gilang ahead.

"Yes," replied Wulan.

While Arial is still standing in front of the refrigerator with still holding his soft drink.

"Why are you still here?" ask Wulan wonder.

Arial slowly turned his head towards Wulan, "Emm Ma.." his words were hung up just like that made Wulan frown.

Slowly Arial's steps began to approach Wulan. Then pull Wulan's arm and ', "Ma, Arial dear Mama," said Arial kissed the back of the right hand on the cheek Wulan with a longing feeling warm touch from a mother. At that instant Wulan was dumbstruck and sculpted, feeling that Arial's speech was not playing games. Guilt hits him, again. Because she never failed to be a good mother to Arial.

"Arial to the mosque first," he said and passed.

"Yes dear. Be careful," said Wulan developing her warm smile.

A cool breeze enveloped the entire atmosphere around Arial. He felt peace wrapped in warmth. Arial turned his body, "Yes Ma," he replied. Then smile.

The count of seconds was enough to make Arial feel relieved and peaceful. Arial continued his steps towards his room and took the white peci. Then go to the mosque.

***

After performing the prayer Maghrib Arial walked through the middle room to the dining room.

"Where's it, Al?" tanya Wulan welcomes Arial's arrival.

"Still on the porch, Ma" replied Arial.

"You call ya? We're having dinner together," smooth Wulan pinta.

Arial nodded, "Yes Ma." Shortly afterwards there was the sound of greetings from two different people but of the same kind.

Kevin looks to raise his head behind the door that is open not too wide.

"Gapain lo, like that?!" snapping Arial after being in front of Kevin and seeing the behavior of his best friend.

Kevin grinned the horse, "Yes. I want to turn over. Heart of Chika. Can't you?" he said he raised both eyebrows.

Arial clucked, "Side," he said without concern for Kevin's babble.

Kevin straightened his body. Then the head bobbles, please understand the Arial mood that often changes.

"Eh, where are you going? Here I buy fried foods," Angga scolded when he met Arial.

"Where is Gilang?" arial asked his eyes around the corner of his yard.

"Bright. Is there a Gilang?" sahut Angga asked back.

Arial nodded.

"Why is he here?" Ask Angga curiously.

"Silaturahmi," exclaimed Kevin suddenly right in Angga's ear and quickly plucked the fried banana in a paper bag.

"What the hell are you?!" angry with Kevin's behavior.

"Well. The boy!" show Kevin his own shit.

A few seconds later. The cross appeared from behind the gate, "Sorry. I had business, before" Gilang told Arial.

"Oh," Arial's response.

Gilang breezed in.

"Busett," amazed Kevin when he saw Gilang waltzing like in his own home. Then he threw a look at Arial.

Arial just put his shoulder.

Kevin clucked resignedly.

"Udah, come on," invite Angga to pull his two best friends.

"Gue has already been hated" said Arial slowly. It only sounds to itself.

TBC...