RANIA 'God's Destiny Makes Me Cry In Pelaminan'

Star Hill

At that time I was just silent. Looking at his eyes, his nose, all of his face, which from earlier was hidden behind that mask. It was as if I could not believe what I was seeing at the time. Indeed, my shadow is not too high, I realize that I am ordinary. But that face, my God is sweet.

Seriously this is Farhan mas?

Oh raniaaa, get ready after this he won't call you again. Farhan is a blessing to you.

Huh huh? How's it? Make me? How can you think for me? Mean what? To PD and so!

Meet new today, lest you just be invited to chat fifteen minutes and after that will be immediately invited back to the boarding house. Physically he was all that handsome (in my opinion at the time), sharp, his eyes concave, his eyebrows thick, black hair and a little long, the type of face like once. Yes, once.

"Dek, why dumb? come along, we find a seat," he said, surprising me who was still staring because fascinated by the face.

We also looked for a seat. There are several small stalls such as lodges made of wood, and all on average sell the same food and drinks, such as grilled corn, snacks, wedang rounds, etc, and there's so much more.

We finally got a seat on the roadside. A kind of road divider, I do not know what the name is, anyway if we sit there we can directly face the city of Yogya, and can immediately see the sight of millions of lights that stretch, like stars. But the position of the star is below us, because our position is on the hill, that is why it is called a star hill.

"You want what pesen? Wedang ronde want to? Or do you want to eat?" ask me farhan.

"By my mom, I'm not hungry yet" I replied with a smile.

I saw Mas Farhan walking towards one of the stalls to order a wedang ronde.

While waiting for the farhan mas to return, my mind started dancing again, getting more and more everywhere.

Rania, no matter what happens after this meeting, be sincere. You are still chubby, short, not beautiful babar blas. So if later ujug-ujug farhan so males call you, you should be strong. Yes, hopefully Farhan wants to just be friends, it's pretty good with handsome, fragrant, and seems good.

"This is the deck ronde, monggo." Mas Farhan came with two bowls of wedang round and gave one of them to me.

"Thank you," I said, taking the round in his hand.

"Here you were before?" Farhan opened the conversation.

"Not yet, because it is far away, do not dare to use their own motorbike. The road is winding and high" I replied.

"Yes not alone, invite a friend or partner to make a weekly mall," he said with a smile and look at me.

His smile was God, from earlier this time I saw his smile, and it was only two seconds, very lightning. But that smile was lodged in my head and I never forgot it until this second.

"I don't have a partner, I've said on the phone, if I have a partner I can't call, text and same you until two o'clock at night even until dawn," answer me while stirring the round and hiding my nervousness.

"How many times have people met on the radio and met this way?" ask again.

"Just this time, it's just you."

"Masa' anyway? Same if so," he replied flatly.

For some reason when I heard that word my heart felt like it was about to jump out. If this heart sound could be heard by others, it would be very noisy. Deg-degannya if you want a speech in public, and this time much more stubborn again. Yes, at that time I was so happy.

"Mas, why can you send biodata in the program? Did you know you know intentionally or on a whim?" manya curious. Because for three months talking to him through phone I have never asked that, as I recall.

"Find a soul mate," he answered flatly without expression. While eating the round in his eyes with a straight forward gaze.

Huh huh? A soul mate? I don't know what to say. It felt like suddenly like an oon, even my mouth that was chewing a round suddenly stopped.

A few seconds later he turned his head towards me, because we were sitting next to each other, and both facing the vast city of Yogya. Again he smiled, the smile made my heart more chaotic.

"Yes, mate, who knows what dapet, the effort can be in any way right?" he said while looking at me.

Raniaaa, not GR, not to PD an, he's dating and not necessarily you. Remember, you only met him for the first time, and that was just his talk. So you do not GR, do not be mistaken, do not feel that you are the soul mate who is looking for. Conscious rania, sober!

"The shrillest on the radio mas? Is it around the mas ndak exist? Who might be known?" my question is getting curious and trying as much as possible, to cover up my misbehavior.

"Ever once, ever hooked up with someone. Not dating anyway, just keeping each other feeling, mutual attention, but maybe not yet a mate. Finally lost contact just like that, already a year ago," he explained.

"Why not be dressed? Why don't you get in the room maybe, just don't lose it" I joked.

"I don't really understand how dating is, and what the concept is. I think it's enough for him to know I love him, care about him, worry about him, then we take care of each other, and believe in each other's hearts, it should be enough to explain that the relationship is special. At that time I was waiting for the right time to propose to him, but unfortunately he moved his job out of Yogya, and since then there has never been any more contentions. It looks like he changed the number, his old number can not be contacted anymore," he explained at length.

"So no one's ever shot? Has no one ever expressed love? Not committed to each other?" my pedicabs.

"It could be, women who are in a relationship usually need certainty. So let him be sure, and know that the man belongs to him, and he belongs to the man. So the relationship is clear, regardless of whether to be tied to a wedding when, the important thing is that the relationship is clear first, there is the status," my cerocos gives her understanding from the point of view of a woman.

"Is that too?" tanyakanya.

Dueeeeerrr, selow ran, selow, don't get me wrong. Hold rania, don't go to GR an. Stop dreaming, this is the first meeting okay. He's just a story, and he's just a nanya. Please take care of your attitude Rania. I tried to dampen my heart that was pounding faster than the previous one, I took a deep breath slowly so that he did not see any of my acute misbehavior.

"Me?" ask me to make sure while neutralizing the heart.

"Yes, Rania's deck too? If you have a special relationship, should men have status? Must there be a label? Just believe that the relationship is not mediocre?" the question gets more detailed.

"So far, what I've experienced, yes. I've had someone special twice, although now all run aground, but when undergoing it first yes name dating. Some express feelings and some accept, and then commit to taking care of each other" I explained.

"But it finally ran aground too? So what's the difference between not having a dating label?" ask her.

"Yes, maybe the same. But when you do that, status is important. Because if there is no status, it does not feel entitled to be jealous if he is close to others, do not have the right to forbid if he wants to do something even though I do not like him to do it, and certainly not entitled to dream for a more serious relationship," I replied to give an explanation of what is dating in my opinion.

"If there will be a caring, affectionate, caring, and planning to proceed to a more serious relationship but does not give status, does not express feelings with speech, will dek rania reject all that is given?" he asked while looking at me, and our eyes met.

"Huh? Meanin? If there's anything like her? And approach me like that?" I asked while changing a little my sitting position that was relaxed to be a little tense.

He nodded, and smiled while looking at my eyes.

Somehow I had to decrypt what I was feeling at the time, my hands suddenly sweating and feeling so cold. A heart? Don't need to be asked. Tonight I was lucky that I didn't have a heart attack, because my heart was working harder than usual.

"I don't know, maybe I could have done it, but I don't know" I replied. Because I don't know what else to answer.

Honestly, I was really wrong at that time, if this mouth has no filter, maybe I will immediately nyerocos and say I want to. If it's you, I want to bangeeeet. I swear to you, hahaha. With rania kaleeem, kalem.

It turned out that the meeting was not just fifteen minutes as I had expected. But it lasted for three hours. The long chatter that started the meeting made my heart feel very happy, even though I felt excited many times. But really I enjoyed it, and mas farhan, much more fun than I ever imagined.

"After half eleven decks, let's take you home to the boarding house, not good with other boarding children later if you go home last night," he asked.

"OK, I brought my own keys, so I won't bother anyone" I said.

Finally we left that place, Bukit Bintang Wonosari. The silent witness of our first meeting, and all the scenes that took place there I will never be able to forget.

All the way home just like before, there was no chat on the bike. Because he drives his bike fast. During that trip I kept being imagined with all the things that happened before. Her face, her voice, her speech, her smile especially, all made me smile all by myself along the way.

A few moments later, the bike finally stopped in front of my room.

"Sampe deck," he said, again thrusting his left hand so I could make a grip to get off the bike.

"Thank you mas, have been invited to Bukit Bintang, ushered home, in the jajanin round," I said with a smile.

"By the same deck, by the way which other places that have never been Rania deck to visit while in Yogya, besides the star hill? Indrayanti beach has never been?" he asked while fixing the gloves he had taken off when he wanted to help me get off the bike.

"Huh? (Either how many 'hah' have I said tonight) have never been mas, I know it's just Depok Beach, Parangtritis, Samas, just that. It was also invited to the cost-temen," I answered while hiding my heart that again beat more than usual. I try to look as usual as possible.

"Yaudah, I'll pick you up next week, ten o'clock in the afternoon. We're going to Indrayanti Beach."

"Oh, okay mas. Thanks in advance." I replied quickly with a smile. Without doubt and without repulsion.

I want to get into my room and jump as high as I can.

Mas farhan's motorbike passed, until the motorbike was no longer visible I only entered the cost.

Somehow I described how I felt at the time. There was an unusual taste, which made me jump up and down and run where I was in my room. My cheeks felt sore from the smiles that continued from earlier. The bayes? Yes, that time I was more. But how dong, which I feel I have never rasain before and the one I thought he would not contact me again after knowing my form like this, but it took me for a walk once more, and it was to a beach.

That night I could not sleep, all the events in the star hill had been spinning continuously in my head.

This is the first time I feel like that Sunday is coming soon, because I usually hate Saturdays and Sundays. Cause usually I'll be alone in the room. Yes, usually the friends of one boarding house to go home each unwind with family, because their homes are still around Yogya-Jateng. While I stayed at the boarding house because my village was far away in Sumatra, and I came home only when Lebaran only.

O sunday, come to me.

Seriate....