
One week has passed.
Balekambang Park, Solo. One of the integrated tourist areas in the city of Bengawan. When Yashna was a child, she lived with her grandmother in this city. Before finally moving to the city where Isna is located and also his move to Australia for two years, the construction of this park has not been as good as it is today. He himself was amazed by the changes that exist. It used to be closed before it was completely renovated and reopened to the public by the Solo city government at that time.
The park was built in 1921 and is a relic of K.G.P.A.A Mangkunagara VII. The building in the park blends Javanese and European concepts. One of the things that make Yashna more amazed is because all visitors can enter without a free alias.
Yashna is currently sitting on the outskirts of Partini Park in the west. This park serves as a reservoir of water or in the form of a pond. The woman looked at some visitors who were fishing, some were riding boats and paddle ducks. He recalled how Abiyu, his sister was very excited when riding it.
“Yashna, our show has started,” call Aris pat Yashna's dreamy shoulder.
“Eh, yes.”
“Here do not like daydreaming. No way,” rebuked Aris seriously, he hoped that the woman could get rid of her bad habits.
“Nevent daydreaming, just .. remember the old childhood, remember,” refutation Yashna now rise from sitting then walk hand in hand with Aris towards the event they held in this place with other community groups. Some volunteer organizers seemed ready with some of their guidance children's performances in the dance stage.
Yashna joined in, sitting at the bottom outside of the stage with dozens of other art activists, chatting with each other channeling ideas for further development in between watching the performances from their guidance so far.
“The concept is cool, deh. Where are the donations from?” whispered Yashna to Setyo, the Chairman who designed the event this week.
The organizers were satisfied because the two-week promotion looked successful with the enthusiasm of the citizens who came to the park crowded with many visitors.
"There are many, from the education office and city center of Solo also support,“ replied the man one year older than Yashna was smiling with satisfaction.
”Hopefully the next I can also contribute in funding,“ said Yashna while staring at the offerings of traditional musical instruments that are being played by children aged five to eleven years on stage. Their performance managed to amaze the audience and get a standing applaus.
”Aamiin!“ greet Aris, Setya, and the others in unison. They also clapped their hands while laughing together to welcome other participants.
”Yash, come with me!"
A pull from the back shocked Yashna. He immediately turned his head when his arm was forcefully raised.
“Eh, relax, Brow!" Setyo, who was sitting next to Yashna, reacted.
”That you should be calm!“ alan replied impatiently.
”Nothing, really. You continue the show, yes,“ saying Yashna immediately stood up, he held Setyo, Aris, and others who stood up to face Alan.
”You okay?“ setyo asked confusedly. Aris just waved her hand understanding Yashna was with her boyfriend.
”I said goodbye first, yes. Later I call if my business is done,“ cut Yashna waving while her hand continues to be pulled Alan to leave the crowd area.
During the ride to Yashna's parking lot, he lets Alan pull his hand until he gets to the car and enters in a calm manner. The petrified face that Alan had revealed already described how the man's heart was at the moment. Yashna won't rebel much, serving Alan's anger isn't as easy as it seems.
”Where are we going?“
After a long silence, Yashna finally started talking. He did not expect Alan would pull him from a fundraising event for school dropouts held in the area of Balekambang Park. Traditional music and dance performance events attended by many people in general, of course. Actually he was quite upset, but in order to keep it from causing a commotion, he chose to obey Alan's will.
”Can you stop making me feel bad, Yash?“
Yashna flinched, not responding to Alan's request. He remembered how many times asked the young man to reduce the activity with his friend who only hampered college time. However, only false promises come to pass.
”It looks like we are involved in some kind of toxic relationship, yes, no, anyway?“ lontar Yashna later.
”What do you mean? I don't understand.“
”You're young, Alan. Your world is still long and I think after being here long enough, I realized it might be true that I am selfish by forbidding you to go with your friends,“, Yashna said while throwing her face away, staring at the window of the car that is now taking him out of nowhere.
”Important point, never break up, because there is no dictionary I broke up with you!“
”You are not happy.“.
”Who said that? No you I am not happy. Please, Yashna .. We start again from the beginning, yes. I'm fine living here anymore. I've started taking care of everything.“
Yashna took a deep breath. Many times he may remember it. Every time there is a problem, Alan always invites to start from the beginning, he gets tired of hearing the request coming out of his mouth again.
”When finally? Keep starting ... if you can not reduce the schedule go with your friends, yes already. We don't have to walk anymore, Alan. I'll find a new life.“
Yashna's head stumbled hard onto the back of the chair. The woman shook her head while closing her eyes for a moment before staring intently at the annoying man beside her with heightened emotions.
”You want to make me die?!“ he shouted no matter if Alan was currently angry with him.
”Yes, you die first!“ he said while looking ahead. ”After that I followed,“ he added later with a voice holding back annoyance.
Alan braked suddenly. It doesn't matter if what he does is life-threatening. The driver behind him can only curse and horn several times his car is still stopped in the middle of the road. The man's breathing was hunting with a hardened face.
”Cepet road, don't make fun!“ Yashna glanced for a moment at Alan who was now starting to run his vehicle again.
”You started.“
”You who are fishing,“ reply Yashna with grumbling annoyance.
”We will find a way out, please.“
Yashna chose not to argue anymore, it was difficult to talk to Alan who exploded with emotion. Kartika can sometimes only pat her on the shoulder to encourage if problems arise involving Alan.
The car passes through a straight and wide city street, on the right looks GOR pride of Solo residents, Gelora Manahan. It is often the venue for the final matches of the Indonesian league because it already has international standard facilities. Several times renovated because it was damaged by anarchist football supporters if his favorite team lost. Now this stadium has stood magnificent, ready to host world cup class matches though.
”Sometimes invite me here to watch the attractions of freestyler motorcycles, yes?“ alan said later.
”Males is really,“ Yashna replied slowly.
”Not that you often come here every afternoon to watch the attraction of young handsome guys when bergeber beloved motor?“ satirize Alan with an annoyed face. He checked the photo of Yashna's upload from social media using his mother's account.
”Yes, it's cool of them. Still young many achievements anyway.“
”Why if I play motorbike you even cram, it should be, proud too,“ upset Alan. Feeling what he did when he was in Australia with his Genk was exactly the same as what Yashna saw at the Stadium. However, what happened actually sparked a fight.
”Different, dong.“
”Partially, for whom you did it,“ says Yashna silenced Alan to argue again.
Wrong, suddenly the feeling became unpleasant. He glanced at Yashna with his heart blown. Sick, he suddenly felt pain when Yashna said it. He was silent with his mind beginning to open.
”This is the problem, why do you refuse to love me, Yashna?“ his mind was deeply embarrassed by the deadlock of his brain.
The journey has now begun to end. The car Alan was driving had already entered an elite housing estate. The house is lined with tall gates that surround. They are currently entering the residential area of Fajar Indah Solo. Yashna immediately turned her head staring at Alan who was visibly focused far forward, setting the speed as she entered the gate during the coming.
”Do not say you want to visit Vishnu,“ said Yashna slowly.
”I've been frustrated because of your ngadepin, I need his input,“ he replied without turning his head.
Yashna took a deep breath. How unfortunate if Vishnu to know even until now he still has difficulty to regulate the behavior of his nephew. He also began to get nervous.
”Do not complain. Do not take Vishnu,“ pinta Yashna slowly.
Not unexpectedly Alan even gave a faint smile. He did it intentionally. He will make Yashna again a woman who does not rebel anymore. He could not if until the woman was separated from his life just because of selfishness that sometimes without realizing it just happened.
”I just want to visit aunt-in-law, soon uncle Wisnu will have a baby,“ said Alan with a softened voice.
”Ya, I know.“
”They are very happy.“
”Of course, Husband Almira 'kan, the type of man who is not slengek'an a charm spreader who can keep the heart of women,“ throw Yashna back to make Alan grunt.
”Yes, yes, I ngaku. All this time can not keep your feelings.“ Alan immediately glanced in annoyance with a triumphant smile on Yashna's face. I don't know why, he likes it.
”Newly!“ ketus Yashna sneered.
”Seneng you!“ sindir Alan replied later. His heart warmed as Yashna's face no longer showed the drums of war.
”B aja. Alias is ordinary. I think I'm too old for the same baper seduction not quality like that,“ refutes Yashna with a relaxed style of speech, Alan nodded again, at least the tension they both a little liquid.
”Sometimes I think gini. What if we had married, we were like husband and wife -“.
”Stop! No pantes kids talking husband and wife. Sttts! Real mistress, I want to dance for a while, want to meet an ex-idol so that my face does not serem like breaking up.“ Yashna cut out Alan's words while picking up the powder and lipstick from inside the bag, Alan could only stare while shaking his head.
”For her you dandan?“ decak the man.
”Why? You're in the same apartment I'm also tangled, it's like a mousetrack headquarters clurut. But different if you want to go along with your girl, straight and cool handsome pretentious, cute pretentious, like I've forgotten the mainland. Fortunately, in front of the Apartment is not the ocean, it can sink right, not cool,“ Yashna debate fierce.
”Ok, ok, jeez. Keep wrong!"
Alan could only growl himself inwardly. In his town Yashna even ransacked his mistakes while in Australia. He was embarrassed to admit. His hand gripped tightly at the steering wheel, trying not to say anything more.
“Wah, the house is good, huh? Almira is very lucky.” Yashna is now in front of Vishnu's residence. The car stopped in front of the gate.
The two-story house looks very beautiful with a spacious courtyard, a beautiful small garden equipped with a fish pond that has a shower visible from outside the high gate that surrounds it.
“Down, gih. You press the bell button," Alan asked to be upset by the twinkle of an eye that Yashna showed.
”How does it feel to be Vishnu's wife, huh?" his chattering seemed to be unconcerned with Alan's lips that sounded gnashing with jaws.
“It looks like it won't, deh, you're fretting. Dream only don't!”
“Why?” sumpul Yashna was satisfied to continue to be able to heat Alan's heart.
“Because I've already choked your neck to death, understand!” the curse was immediately given the sneer of Yashna.
“Visnu, I am coming!" yashna shouted while descending deliberately ignoring her lover in a flirtatious style.
Yashna got out of the car, pressed the bell button a few times until Vishnu was seen coming out of the house. Waving his hand at him, Vishnu turned his head towards Yashna to ascertain who had come.
"Uncle! Open door!" Shouts from the direction of the high gate closed the bottom finally stopped Vishnu's steps to approach.
”Why get off the car?“ yashna asked, not believing Alan was following her.
The handsome man's gaze of the owner of the house now turned towards them. The two of them immediately gave a wide smile with a wave of their hands towards Vishnu.
"Damn it! Crazy bedebbah!" rutuk Vishnu responded to their arrival. Alan and Yashna could only snort in disbelief.
”He must be upset with you, just like me,“ kilah Yashna make Alan snort.
Vishnu is upset. He said his nephew had long returned from Australia, but had just revealed his nose now, it felt like Vishnu wanted to beat him up.
"The handsome Ali visited you, Mr. Polar Bull," said Yashna to melt the atmosphere.
"Go, you! I'm busy, "push Vishnu away, not come to the gate.
"Whoi! Wow ... This crazy person!" rutuk Yashna rebukes Vishnu's ridiculous behavior, it even makes Alan dissolve in laughter.
”Your charm is ambyar,“ the lead is on Yashna.
The twenty-two-year-old knew his uncle was joking.
"Nobody, no uncle, sintiing all." Yashna exhaled.
The woman soon got cut off. Now his hand moved to grab the phone from inside the bag when he noticed the notification ringing. Alan who was standing next to him immediately glanced at the name that was now chatting with his lover.
”Your phone will be confiscated!“ he grabbed Yashna's phone and turned to get back in the car after his uncle opened the gate using a remote control.
”Surge! I'm going through!" alan shouted while turning on the engine. Yashna retreated three steps to make room for Alan to bring his car into Vishnu's yard.
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'When love is at the limit of not letting go of the ego, I don't know what can be done to keep it.'
(Kalandra Tama)
#Special part Yashna and Alan to the house of Vishnu is in chapter 87 cut off ending, (chapter of the story of Yashna and Alan should be in order up before 87, but not apa2 yes, will be ngalir after this)
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Notes. Photo source comes from Google, please stop by, yes if sometime you visit Solo Berseri City (The Spirit of Java) this.🥰🥰 anyway selfi as much as 🙏 important "Get Hygiene, wherever we are."
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