Roller Coasters

Roller Coasters
Episode 27's



I Don't Want to Be Alone


            Lectured


this time, there are no teachers. Only collect papers for those who have not


garnering. Since there were no lecturers, Oktia left a little afternoon.


Arriving in class, there were already friends. Classes are already


almost full. There is one seat in the front corner. Oktia put her bag on


the corner chair then asks for a question sheet regarding the assignment to lecture


subsequent. After getting a problem, Oktia worked on it in the front corner seat.


Dayat came with Rina. Then Dayat and Lina sat in the back.


            “Rin, you want to


so my girlfriend?” janda Dayat to Rina. “Say that's hard.” said Dayat


any more.


            “Judah if it is difficult


why did you get me?” inner Octia who had gasped heard the speech


Dayats.


            “One week after


invented. Sweet. Two weeks after the. Sweet. Three weeks after the.


Sweet. Four weeks after the. Sweet.” said Dayat with his initial tone


excited then weakened uninspired.


            “If after


soan long made bitter, why do you still deketin me?” inner Octia. Water


octia's eyes almost dripped but she was held back because there were a lot of people, her stomach


began to nausea almost vomiting, his breathing felt tight since it was quenched.


            “Okti, you bring


digital Electronics Book not?” ask Dayat to Octia.


            “Bawa Yat's. It.”


oktia said while handing over her book to Dayat.


            “You are a guy.


If the girl has a problem yes comforted dong.” said Dayat who knows what


actually means.


            “Restore


my friends are like before. Return Damar and Wulan as they used to be. I


need my friends.” Inner Octia. His breathing was still tight holding the crying exposed


insinuations again.


            Dayat.


Octia. He was confused to find the chapter he was going to read.


            “Ti, this chapter


what page is it on? I can't find you.” said Dayat while


handing over the book to Octia. Oktia began looking for the chapter intended for Dayat.


He is still in a state of tight breath and a nauseous stomach. Octia's heart window


still showing a livability. When Oktia opened the book to find


the chapter in question Dayat, Oktia realized Dayat was looking at her fixedly. Daydates


kneeled in front of Octia, while Octia sat in her chair.


            “This, have met.”


            “Kok cepet anyway


shrill it. I just never met.” said Dayat then back


back, to his seat.


            Dayat.


Oktia again to ask for the material. Just like before, when Oktia explained,


Dayat looked at him.


            Some time


then, Risma came. He's out of chairs. An empty chair for


put behind Octia.


            “Ris, you are here


aja.” Oktia said to Risma while directing the chair that Risma brought to


placed beside him.


            After the task


finished, Oktia and Risma headed for the next lecture hall. They're passing the road


others that his friends did not pass. As usual Oktia must have vented on


Rism.


            “Ris, you know?


Before you came, I was constantly insinuating. I never had a stomach ulcer suddenly


my stomach acid is increasing. Nausea. If there were not many people, I might


weeping in place.”


            “It's not maag Ti.


That's because you're constantly insinuating.”


            “I want to sing


something Ris.”


            “Yes, sing


aja.”


Ever since he left my life I've felt lonely


He left me here alone


Without one sure


 I don't know how to


I feel like I'm no friend


Besides you besides your love


Send me your angel


Let me be my life friend


And show me the path you chose for me


Send me your angel


Because I'm lonely to be here


And in this world I don't want to be alone


Without feeling like I shed these tears


Which does not stop accompanying


Story at heart


Day has


switch over. Morning lectures that usually exist are now dispensed with. However, Octia remained


leave morning. He went to college and was in a class that was usually used for


the morning of the class was as usual. Octia and Risma have made a promise to leave


morning and in class. Upon arrival in class, Oktia studied for a while. Some


a short time later, Risma came. The opportunity Oktia used to tell stories and


confide in Risma.


Cook someone who wants to kill me with a knife. I dodged, I took


I threw the knife away. That guy took the other knife, I took it again


from his hand, I threw it away and so on. It's like a symbol


Ris.”


“Yes, it may be because of your problem with Dayat


Ti's. Uncompleted. He has something, but he doesn't want to


take care of that stuff. Got a taneman put in the room, but the tanemannya


not watered and not cultivated. Long taneman it will die.”


“That ngalamin kayak gini not only me Ris.


I used to blog his ex.”


“You know his ex? How is it?”


“Is how to Ris. On his ex's blog


that, recounting his suffering after breaking up from Dayat. I think his karekter


Dayat kayak is that. I read a poem that his ex wrote. Titles


Don't Make Me Your Toy. It's one time you miss me but after


you need me. One time you picked me up but then you dropped me.


Why don't you tell me what you want. Why don't you reveal what you


wants from me. Not only me Kok Ris who is called the same Dayat.”


“That's his ex huh? There is a commitment to each other


forget. La if you?”


“At least two years I have to bear the taste


these. Tomorrow Thursday KEPO yuh Ris. Don't you see his blog.”


“Tomorrow Thursday home at 13.00 huh? Ok deh.”


“If anyone sings to me the song


Ladder whose title is Whole Ris.”


The more I deny


The more I understand


Life is incomplete without you


I admit I can


But the heart cannot


I am actually pretending


Let you choose the love you want


I never really was willing


Because I can make your heart whole


The pain I feel is not because of him


But because you chose the wrong love


I admit I can


But the heart cannot


I admit I was pretending


Let you choose the love that you want


And I can't (can't see you being tortured, wasted wrong blind love, come to me where your love is hearted my love makes you whole)


I never really was willing


Because I can


And only I can


Make your heart whole


The clock has


almost showed at 9:00. At that hour, there was a lecture. Octia and Risma


then to the next lecture room. They passed the terrace of the college building. Octia


I saw Damar in front of the class.


“Ris, I've had a dream tugging at Damar's hand


while saying ‘Mar, why did you stay away Mar? Why are you away?’ in front of


Dayat Ris's. Imagine me saying it's like going to Damar in front of Dayat.”


“Ya. There was Damar tuh. Try you


gitu.”


“That was Ris' dream. It can't be me


confess it in the real world.”


The expected day arrives. Oktia and Risma go to


the library after the appointment each brought a laptop. They're skimming


campus sidewalks.


“I asked Dayat. His ex went to college in


where's. He said it at Civil Engineering UGM. But it turns out his ex was in college


Medical Record UGM.”


“Yes, Civil Engineering is the same Medical Record is different


far-off. If you say it in the Faculty of Medicine is still somewhat connected.”


Arriving at the library, they prepared


his weapon for ngepo. They usually sit under the AC. This time they


sitting in the corner of the library and just the two of you.


“Ris, actually I don't want to do it either


these. That's their personal problem. Their past. But if not kayak


gini I don't know the true nature of Dayat.”


“Udah is okay. Nyari knows the nature of the man


searchable from his past.”


“Open FB Dayat first, then page friend.


His ex's name is Maymay Mayang. That one is Ris.”


Risma opens her former FB Dayat. Whereas


Oktia opened her ex's blog Dayat.


“Ti, read the status of Mayang. You're ashamed


huh uh? I'm not a psychic who can read your mind. Not a week of SMS or


phone even updates status. Dayat komennya males hold HP. Be loved every day


beans, until he piles up the skin. Uh, there's another one. Mayang


Dayat, but at the moment why wall-wallan? Sebel.”


“Hahaha. Well that's the nature of Dayat. Now


I'm not surprised that he's like me. Some who are victims are not


just me.”


They laugh at the status of Mayang.


Reading the past of Dayat and Mayang. It's afternoon. Risma came home from time


it's late afternoon.


“Already, do not need KEPO anymore. Ntar is heartbroken


lho.”


“No Ris. It's also done.”