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

South yogyakarta square

"Men, Ramen ... Wake up Men," Via knocked on my room door shouting.

"Yaaa, wake up, jerk off" I replied as I cleared the blanket.

I woke up and cleaned my bed.

I opened the door to my room, and I saw him carrying a bundle in his air.

"From Mom, for you, eaten?" he said while giving the package to me.

"Alhamdulillah, what the hell? Serabi Notosuman, thank you Viii," I said excited after opening the package.

Yes, I really like this Solo serabi. Serabi Notosuman namanua. Via always brings souvenirs every return from Solo. So did me and some other boarding friends when they returned home. Surely when we returned to the boarding house always brought souvenirs typical of their respective villages and distributed to the residents of the other room.

"Not today's college?" ask Via while entering my room.

"Lecture will be at 10:00," I replied while arranging the serabi in the cupboard where the snacks in my room.

"Well yes, it's the same we, together well," he said while grinning because he forgot the schedule. Indeed Via just arrived at the boarding house this morning.

"Okay, I want to wash first, keep taking a shower, keep going to campus" I replied, carrying a towel out.

There are nine rooms, and there are three bathrooms for each of the three occupants.

Via went back to his room, and I went straight to the bathroom to wash my clothes and take a shower before heading off to college.

******

"Why do you do it at the cost? All the kids go po? You alone?" Ask Via as we walk together towards the Campus.

Yes, the distance between the Campus and our boarding is indeed close, the walk is only about ten to fifteen minutes.

"There was Desi as well as Jingga, they did not go home, there are still dependents of duty he said," I replied.

"Why are you at the cost? Turu mesthi," he said with a small laugh.

"Saturday I was just in the room, can iron, iron me stack."

"That's the week?" ask her curious.

I didn't answer him right away, I looked at him and smiled.

"Leeeh even smiley ki ngopo? Where are you going on Sunday?"

"I went to Indrayanti Beach with Mas Farhan," I replied, bowing in shame.

"Huh? Adoh tenan, sopo kui Farhan? Hayo sopo," he asked, growing curious as he slightly pinched my waist.

"Au, sick to Via, Mas Farhan was the one I told you about back then, the radio acquaintance," I replied.

"Weee ee ee, Rania, nduwe yank (boyfriend) yo saiki, wes adoh le dolan (already far away the streets)," she looks like a mother-and-mom.

"Hush.yank opo, only known for a few months at HP, met also just twice."

"That's a long way to Gunung Kidul Beach, I've never been there."

"I was also just invited by him, really good, Vi, kayak Bali," I replied.

Though I have never been to Bali, but if you look on the internet and on TV yes that is about the shape of the beach in Bali.

"When I'm invited anyway, I want to know, I want to know," he said with a manyun.

"Yo InshaaAllah later if he does not talk again, you do not invite also."

"Wo, yeah don't want to. I'm a mosquito repellent, see you're the same as him?"

"Yo no anyway, we walk the three of you can't be I mgebiarin you alone plongo plongo," I replied with a laugh.

"I don't talk about Iwan ah, who knows he wants," he said with a grin.

Iwan is one of our friends at Campus, older brother class. He's a nature lover's son, and it used to be early semester time Via ngefans really same him, and finally familiar. But never, more like a friend.

"Okay, if he does it again, don't tell you yes" I said.

After finishing all campus activities, and finally at 15:00 I went home to the boarding house. Via not all of you come home because there is an event in SME PMI.

Arriving at the boarding house I immediately took a bath, prayed ashar and slept. Sleep more precisely. I was lying in bed, reading my favorite novels while listening to the radio and my favorite love songs.

"Allahuacbar...Allahuahokbar."

I heard the voice of Adzan, apparently the time has come maghrib. I got up from my sleep, went to the bathroom and took ablution, then prepared to perform the maghrib prayer.

After praying Maghrib I immediately fell asleep again in bed while continuing to read the novel by Mira W, not to forget I also turned on my beloved radio. Tonight I'm not doing any work, so it's just sleeping, reading a novel, listening to the radio.

"Ran, Ioan..." There was the sound of Mbak Jingga knocking on the door and calling me.

"Yes Ma'am, I'm afraid" I replied as I stood and walked to the door.

"What's wrong, Mommy?" ask me while opening the door.

"Ono koncomu kae neng terrace (there is your friend on the terrace)."

"Huh? A conco? Who?"

"Mbuh, I just saw this, gek ndang meet (don't know, I just saw this, soon meet)," said Mbak Jingga told me to go out immediately, then he passed to his room.

Who yeah? I don't agree with anyone, I wonder in my heart.

I combed my hair that was a bit messy because I was sleeping.

When I went out and stood on the terrace how surprised I was when I saw that the one sitting on the terrace at that time was Mas Farhan.

"Mas Farhan? Why here? How can you not say it first? The feeling of a day there is no SMS at all, this afternoon I SMS ngapin happy lunch was not bales, I think Mas is busy and again can not be disturbed. How come ujug-ujug is here?" my pedicabs.

"No papa, it was busy, now it's not. Come out to eat" he replied with a smile.

With a really good answer, he did not see what if I was trembling so surprised. It's up to you to say excessive or how, because I was really shocked at that time. Is she surprised by the story? What how?

I still had not moved from where I was standing, still seeing him as if I could not believe he was suddenly here.

"Sir, look for food" he said once more and it broke my momentary daydream.

"Oh okay, for a minute well I change clothes first," I said a little gago.

I went back to my room and changed my clothes. In the mirror, I wondered in my heart.

Is this really why I eat out? Suddenly came without any news before. This crazy guy is full of surprises. My heart has to be really strong this way. He didn't know if what he was doing was often enough to get my heart pumping faster than usual. I don't even know why I flutter so easily when I see it and I've never felt anything like this before, to any man I've ever been close to. Just him, and only him.

Suddenly from outside my room there was a knock on the door, "Tok..tok"

"Ramen, am I in?" It was Via's voice.

"Come on Vi, no key" I replied.

"Men kui sopo neng patio (men, who's on the porch)? Koncone sopo (whose friend)?" ask Via who just got home from college.

It seemed like he saw Mas Farhan in front.

"That's Mas Farhan, he invited me to eat outside" I said, wearing lipgloss.

"Huh? Kui sek genengane Farhan (that's called Farhan)? Seriously Ran?" her question made sure while approaching towards me.

"Ho oh, why? Good-looking huh?" I replied with a smile, and somehow there was pride in this heart.

"Koyo Tengku Firmansyah yo, understand ra kowe? Rambue rodo's gondrong, tall," he spout.

"Who is Tengku Firmansyah? My feelings resemble Once ah, the lead singer of the Gods," I replied.

"Alah kae loh soap opera player, there is a Tengku Firmansyah."

"I never watch soap operas right Vi, wes yes I walk first, you already maem? Wouldn't you bring any ndak?" my many.

"No, I wes maem same mas Iwan was in pecel lele. Yaudah be careful yo, don't go home. Bring the key to the gate, and tomorrow kudu cerito pajae," he said.

"Yes-yes, if I leave first yes, would you like in my room would you like to go to your room?"

"Lock it off, I'll rest in my room" he said.

"Okay, I walk yo, Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam, be careful," he replied.

On the terrace, Mas Farhan was still faithfully waiting while looking at his HP.

"Yuk mas, sorry for long. There was a Via to the room first," I said.

"Yes, papa, let's go, fear kamaleman," he asked.

That night, as usual all the way I could only enjoy the view of Yogya at night. I rarely go out this night. If no one is upset, and today I am invited by someone special to me, it is up to him what I am and how. What is important to me is that he is special, like Yogyakarta.

The bike also stopped at one of the famous lesehan in Yogya, lesehan oseng mercon Bu Narti. I've been there, in the early days in yogya, invited to meet the cost, rame-rame. He said the oseng-oseng has been around since 1998.

"Where is this abbys going?" ask her.

"Well, follow me" I replied with a smile.

Yeah, wherever he wants to take me, I'll come. I'll come along, just come along. That was all I had in my head at the time, for some reason.

We also moved from that place. I don't know where he's taking me. But I'm sure, he's not a jerk who's going to do weird things and take you to places that don't pantes.

*******

"This is it, yeah" he said.

At that time we arrived at the South Square of Yogyakarta. There are two twin banyan trees, which according to myth if we can pass through the two banyan with our eyes closed, then whatever our request will be granted.

I don't know, but there's no harm in trying, right, make exclamations.

"You trying?" ask me when we were in the middle of the field.

"Huh? How stray will it be?" ask me while laughing.

"I take care, if I miss later I tell you," he said.

Whahuh? How-how? Repeated speech. Jagain's? Jagain's? Astagah Rania! Instead of saying that simple you are already in the fog. Started, started to come out again his excess feelings, his mind everywhere.

"Oh okay, change it up?" my word.

He nodded, and turned around tying a handkerchief to my head to keep my eyes closed.

I also started walking slowly. I really can't see anything. I stretched my hand out while fumbling so as not to bump into other people around who might have their eyes closed as well and tried the same thing.

Suddenly a hand held my shoulder, and shifted my body. It surprised me.

"There were people almost bumped because he also closed his eyes" said Mas Farhan.

Oh, Mas Farhan, who do I think. Turns out he really took care of me. MashayAllah.

I continued on my way, and I remembered the myth. He said if we can get through that banyan, whatever we hope will come true. Although it was a myth, but I slipped one hope in my heart at that time.

If allowed, I want my hope to be fulfilled. My wish back then was to never part with Mas Farhan. Although this relationship is still new, even though there is no bond, even though I do not know him completely. But I've been comfortable with him and hopefully that's forever.

Moments later I suddenly felt a hand holding my shoulder once again.

"Stop," he said. I stopped, and he opened my blindfold.

When I opened my eyes, I could no longer see the twin banyan in front of me, and my heart was suddenly happy. I think I got through it. But when I turned around, I turned away from the banyan. Not even close at all, it turned out that I was walking towards the left. In a moment it was also somehow I was suddenly disappointed.

Jesus Rania! It's just a myth. You can't get through the twin banyan that doesn't mean that your hope won't come true. Remember it's just a myth.

"No power po dek has menginjek grass from earlier? There is no grass on the straight path" he said with a small laugh.

"Oh yes, I don't feel it" I said with a laugh.

"Now it's my turn" he said, tying his own blindfold.

"Ih cheating, later still squirming, it's its own masang blindfold," my god.

He took the handkerchief back and gave it to me. Then his body bent a little so I didn't need a tiptoe to put the blindfold on. Understand he's 175cm while I'm about 145cm, short indeed.

When I tried to tie a handkerchief to his head, suddenly my heart was pounding. MasyaAllah the fragrance of her hair smelled by me, I swear this is very disturbing. Hair aroma, body aroma. I don't know, everything smells good.

After the handkerchief was tied, he walked slowly down the road to penetrate the two banyan twins. I also walked next to him.

You know what happened? He succeeded! Without fumbling, without hesitation, he could pass through it, it made me wonder and fixated.

I held her hand, gave her a code to stop walking. Then he opened his blindfold, and turned his head towards me, looking at my eyes with a smile.

Ah, that smile. I don't know why I'm so afraid of losing that smile someday. I immediately shook my head to dispel my thoughts just now.

"Capek no? Find a seat yuk, want a drink?" ask her.

"By, yuk."

We also walked to the building on the edge of the field. In the building there is the inscription Sasana Hinggil, we sit on the stairs of the building. After that, Mas Farhan ordered two hot teas.

"It's deck, drink it."

"Thank you" I replied, receiving a glass from his hand.

"So before the entrance to the banyan, you mentioned a wish?" ask her.

"Huh? There is a heck, but it's just a myth, but yes it was just a prank to say it in the heart," answered me gerogi.

"What?" tanyanya.

"There is, if it is said later it will not be the hope of the heart again," I replied ngeles.

No way I said dong,

That my hope is to never part with you and want you to be my priest, my life partner, never to leave me and never to be separated from you. I can't really say that.

"If you were hoping for something?" manya curious.

"Yes," he answered briefly as he drank the tea in his hand.

"What?" manya curious.

He didn't answer, he just looked at me because we were sitting next to each other, then he smiled and looked me in the eye. As usual, it was the look I didn't like the most. Wh why? because it will make me misbehave instantly.

"It's not answered, what's the hope?" I asked while joking.

"There are, yuk go home, it's been 21:30 nih later kemaleman," he said to divert talks.

"Jude yuk."

Finally we went home, and all the way home I kept wondering.

What was his hope when passing through the banyan earlier. Why doesn't he want to tell me. Maybe he wants the woman in the picture back, and that means I'll be eliminated soon. As usual my heart spoke and much guessed because of my curiosity.

******

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

"Sampe deck," he said.

"Oh yes, you don't feel yes, sorry," ujacapku while misbehaving because most daydream to think about his expectations when in the Square earlier.

"Dreamy huh? You don't know if you're getting it?" ask her while smiling.

"Yes, little," I replied briefly while blushing in embarrassment.

"Think what?" ask again.

"No, nothing. Thank you for walking, eating, thank you very much, I am very happy." I handed over the helmet I was wearing.

"Yes, equally, thank God if you can make you cool," he said.

"Jaudah be careful on the road, yes, it's malem. Later if until the house sms well, let me know you've been until what has not," I said.

Just now I was about to walk into the gate I heard him call me.

"Daddy," call him.

"Yes? How's mas?" I answered while looking back at him again.

"So before walking towards the banyan twins, I expected one thing.." she was cut off and she slightly lowered her head.

I listened and waited for his words to continue.

"What mas?" I was curious because he did not continue his words for a long time.

While fixing the mask and helmet that he had opened earlier when we first arrived, he said,

"You, bye deck. Go home first, Assalamualaikum."

"Wa, walaikumsalam," I replied.

The motor drove away and left me who was still standing like a statue in front of the gate.

Ye? Ye? Me meaning? He's thinking of me? He expecting me? Or what does that mean?

I was the one who became his hope just now when passing through the banyan? She wishes me what? My heart was not really in that moment.

Why is this guy full of surprises. Why is he a hobby that makes me unable to sleep, makes me think and dream. Saying things that make my heart jumble.

O ALLAH, if anyone can hear my heart at this time, it may sound louder than the mosque bedug and my smile will not stop that night.

MasyaALLAH Farhan....