Sparkling
Sparkling
Hello I Gilang, the length of Gilang Gemilang, when I was a child this name was always a 'load' of its own for me. Starting from the environment, there are always those who say. "Gilang Gemilang name is good, yes, must be his son pinter, good, and so the class champion" or my teacher who said, "Your name is Gilang Gemilang so the value must be better than this".
Heavy for me who is a child to hear all the macem comments netizen it. I hate my own name.
That's why I always try to learn and work hard to be 'worthy' and proud to have the name Gilang Gemilang. I am well aware that there is a parent prayer in my name and it is their hope that I am trying to fulfill at this time.
So, I just graduated high school, and now I'm getting into college. I want to hang out, hobbies hang out and make friends with anyone, like 'young man' I also have a wayward side and rebel in me, yoii! Hehe.
In fact, being the number one person is not as easy as imagined. Even though I have studied hard, to and fro with tutoring, make my own exercise book that finally dipake the same 'average' my friends but still, just, to pursue the people I consider 'that's where the talent so the pinter' yes as hard as it is, my value always, ALWAYS never get the best value in class. yes, even entered the top 10 anyway, but I am not satisfied!
I'M SCINTILLATING! My name is Gilang wear Gemilang anyway! If you are not a successful person, you will be ashamed of your own name! Same as my parents! The neighbor! Same with my teachers! I have to be the best anywhere! Must be number one! LET'S GO! WORLD, YOU BETTER WATCH YOURSELF FOR THE FUTURE ME!
This is where I began to know, if there are things that can interfere with my focus on pursuing my goals.
But that thing, that's a beautiful thing..
it hurts, but opium..
***
In the afternoon, in the campus cafeteria..
"Yeah!" I sigh as much as possible, "Buset a lot of thoughts like you" said my friend, Satria, while sitting next to me in the campus cafeteria.
I'm indifferent to him who directly pesen coffee in bang Kocoy, one of the food stalls owed the children hehe.
Hot, it's hot this afternoon. "BUT I'M NOT AS CAREFUL AS I CAN'T GET PERFECT GRADES IN THE INTRODUCTORY TASK OF COMMUNICATION SCIENCE!!" I shouted. Satria was shocked, immediately grabbed my head and whispered "woy maba, you're crazy huh? just in the first semester, you've got your brains out" "ah shit!" I whined as I clapped his hand, "neither, you fool!". I was stunned to see the papers of the brain, heart and love that I had haha.
"You're worth 80! The grateful man even complained" Satria continued to nag, "Tetep aja! Not number one! Anyway do not equate me with you who can already be satisfied with the mediocre value" I replied. Satria laughed and said "woy, the important pass bro! I don't know anyone whose thoughts are like him.
Why can I talk to him, huh? Satria has a high posture, slim and long-haired, if you do not know people will not change him. His clothes are also like the original clothes in the closet, less neat, his hair is shaggy that often makes him think of women from behind, the, the moment he looked shattered was already all the imagination of the man behind him hahaha.
Well, we're hanging out because he's been asking to go to college a lot. Astonished, even though in his house there is a motorbike and a car, still the 'kunyuk gondrong' this one likes to make my life more difficult. To campus aja must pick him up first, anyway all passing but I have a rat route that can be more flattering than through his house. Fortunately, I am patient, kind and not arrogant.
After the second course was completed, the canteen became rame. I got together and hung out in the cafeteria.
"Lang, for cigarettes dong" pinta Mala, a beautiful woman but her makeup sampe kebelan beautiful ilang. "asked? Buy it!" I replied jokingly, "Yes your stingy, just pray I smoke mah" he continued, "You don't have to smoke" I replied again. "Old you!" mala said while directly taking my cigarette from the shirt bag. "Basic burglar" I joked, "No one likes to report to the police" he joked. Mala is often joined my tongkrongan on campus, even though he is actually kind and considerate.
Her hair is short as a little wave, her eyelashes are very heavy storms can replace the function of a hat to ward off rain water and block the sun, yes it was, beautiful but beautiful covered the same make up, beautiful, so that make up loses its function actually.
Our conversation continues, while smoking we relax-relax waiting for the next class which starts at 4 pm.
"Where's your guy Mal?" ask Satria, "show from Hong Kong! don't discuss yaah pliis" replied Mala. "Decided again?" satria asked, Mala nodded. "Hahaha it's nice, your guy has been drinking coffee that's why he's so literate if he's macarin a monster girl like you" ledek Satria, "Jomblo is forbidden to comment" joked Mala, Satria frowned briefly, Satria scowled, then answer "Don't get me wrong, I can immediately end my incompetence" his hand resembles a gun pointed at Mala "Lost I shot DOR! straight to the knees of a girl in front of me". Mala bengong, Satria. "The two of you look for a hotel there" I commented. They were whistling against my comment.
Hm.. Lonely? I never knew how lonely it was, never felt lonely before.
"No ordinary course, I don't have enough time to take care of girls, to learn just not enough, I also want to start freelancing so no beratin bokap, so there is no time" answer me again. "Eh, if you have a girl who is dirty, you can be helped with her, just care and affection your life can be good" said Satria, Mala nodded. "Curly, cheaply" I replied. Satria is my head, and I was busy looking at the paper earlier.Why 80? what is less than my analysis here? hm.
***
Suddenly, make me not focus on the same paper, "Woy! noisy you on, what the hell is it?" ask me. "That's Lang" Deni pointed out, hanging out with me too who I didn't realize was sitting next to me. He pointed towards a woman who was physically mediocre, even her face had the impression of judes.
"Haah? why her?" ask me again. Deni scowled, holding my chin, he glanced at me beside the girl, "It's not stupid, but it's!" A shiny luxury car that is not even manufactured here. "Dianter driver to campus using a car as good as that, he has been the subject of children's gossip so far. Howrang is rich but choose to study here, guys have also been on deketin him but no one 'concerned'" continued Deni.
Things treasure can make these guys noisily ngedeketin tuh cewe, I dong! Kere but have pride!
"Well, Lang, it's a good fit! Samperin Lang's! It's called destiny!" said Satria. "God" I replied. "Culun" Mala quipped. I'm indifferent to them, Mala put me in the face while glaring at him saying, "lu faggot huh?". I glared, "Aw, don't have a crush on me, Lang" Satria said as she covered her body with her hands. Deni join this chat "Lu really homo Lang?".
Patience Gilang, patience, cuekin aja these stupid humans. Mala suddenly stood up while saying "Yes no wonder anyway, Gilang Gemilang who is handsome, pinter, neat, fragrant, tall, always rejects girls who like him, he said, yes it's definitely because he's gay dong", the kids laughed.
Grprr! I broke the table while standing "FIUWIIIT! THE GIRL WHO WORE A BLUE SHIRT. WHO ALWAYS DIANTER USE EXPENSIVE CAR COLOR PLATED ITEM NUMBER XXXXX, GODAIN I DONG!!!" Spontaneous I shouted like that from the canteen big until the violence all over Jakarta. My head is "not that stupid either!" nag him.
The girl was silent for a moment, her reaction was flat, going straight for me.
"Here Lang come here!"..
"Cieee.."
"Lang neatly Lang! eat candy so it doesn't smell good to talk"
"Eh your teeth have no cabins?"
"Siran was a sideline!"
Tongkrongan..
deg.deg.deg, uh I'm groggy anyway. Finally this girl was standing right in front of me with her flat face. His face from the deck, increasingly looks judes.
"Hello, hehe" said I was wrong. He took the coffee, and I just brushed my face and said "campungan", he went away.
I'm surprised to not believe the same thing that just happened to me, I've never been embarrassed like this! NEVER BEEN!!! Hmh! Super Embarrassing! How humiliating!
"CHRISTINYA!!!!!" I shouted, as soon as the children broke into laughter all over.
