THE AFTER 20 DAY

BLACK RING

Raga saw White Rose in her still fresh room. This rose was on his bedroom table for a week. Still upright without withering, still fragrant as fragrant without smell.

The cloudy morning penetrated the Bandung city area. Rain fell, splashing water began to drip on the round-eyed umbrella of a woman standing in front of the Technical building.

"Why is it raining, I have morning class." Nellsa was exasperated, early in the morning she had to deal with the rain.

Raga got out of the car, directly across to the Technical building. The Technical Building is the closest building to the parking lot of the Yuniar campus vehicle.

"Raga, oh. Hide where I am, "inner Nellsa tries to avoid Raga.

The wet hair in the rain makes the man with a sharp nose more handsome look. She rubbed her hair with her hands, and saw splashes of water start to hit Nellsa's sleeves.

"Okay, the Economy building is still a long way off. How do I cross the street," muttered Raga then glanced at the red umbrella beside her.

Below him was a girl covering half her face with an umbrella. Raga stared strangely as she waited for the rain to subside. Sometimes he takes off his smile.

"Well, how do I want to go." Nellsa continued to worry in her mind, she really did not want that day to deal with him, Raga. Yes, if it continues, his mind must again drift out of nowhere. And culminate with remembering the figure of Dio.

Nellsa set her foot about to cross, but Raga took the umbrella with her ambush.

"Gue has morning classes too."

Raga holds the umbrella and begins to walk side by side with Nellsa. Nellsa only looked at him in confusion even though her legs started to step with Raga that time. They were in the Economy building.

"Now, thank you!" Raga gives a can of coffee to Nellsa.

"Hhhh? Hey I'm not an umbrella guy!"

"Gue love is not in return. I'm afraid your nose is flooding again. Drink my coffee, it's still warm 'cause it's kept in the bag." Raga left Nellsa speechless confused.

"Ih ngeselin, but he's completely different from Dio. Actually on Dio where the hell, my efforts so in vain if I see Raga," his inner.

Diko and Erick are seen playing the guitar in the college park. Yes, as usual students are taking a break from learning activities, discussions and presentations. They sang, plus exchanged thoughts.

"Rome!" Erick's hand was seen in his eyes.

"Eh, what are you doing?"

"Obviously, just join. I'm pesenin one coffee for you."

Diko watched Raga from toe to head. Raga wears a panel shirt as well as a black hat in harmony. Diko's eyes were thick when Raga came to the location of his seat.

"Why?" Raga began to be uncomfortable with Diko's gaze which had lately made her curious and felt strange.

"Oh no, your hat is great!" Diko spoke while strumming his guitar.

"Oh, I got this in Rotterdam. It was about to be taken, but I was the first one to get this." Raga chuckles when she tells a story.

"Coffee is for you." Erick offered him coffee.

"Thanks!"

"Can you play guitar?"

Raga immediately snatched the guitar from Diko's hands and began picking the strings in a regular tone.

"Dio used to not play the guitar, you're good at it." Erick's words made Diko speechless.

"Black ring?" inward Diko continued to glance at the black-colored ring on Raga's index finger.

Diko remembers when Dio drank coffee in the school cafeteria first.

Flashbacks...

"Black ring, like a shaman lo!" diko.

"Lo don't know, it's a fashion boy" Dio said.

"Si Dio loves old fashion, he thinks it's the best" Erick said.

"Well, black ring. Must be from Rotterdam, right?" Erick enthusiastic.

Raga was silent looking at Diko who had been staring at the black ring on her index finger.

"No, it's someone's." Raga's gaze turned to glance at Diko who did look strange at that time.

"Someone?"

"Temen me." Almost Raga's words made Diko broad-minded.

"Well, can I go to Rotterdam. Sebel me, why the Faculty of Engineering does not want to study out anyway." Erick just muttered to her.

"Sometimes, I'll take you to Rotterdam."

"Is that really boy? Bravo man, just know you also the same me, but I think I have known you long ago. Steady it!"

"Why can I be suspicious gini yes same Raga, do not have to be like Dik gini. But, why did he even make me wonder more deeply?" inner Diko.

At 4pm, Raga was seen sitting on the sofa of her apartment with her fingers still playing her cell phone.

"Raga, help you pick up a bouquet of flowers for the opening of Dad's cement office. Because I just work here again, I want to say congratulations to him, I work first."

"Good Dad."

A white car is driving, in it looks like a man is watching his phone that is in the Google Map application. He plays his steering wheel with his eyes still scattering looking for a florist.

"Where can I get a bouquet? Why can I forget the road. Five years in Holland." Raga is still awkward to drive around Bandung, she has not gotten used to it yet after her time-consuming departure.

"Mirgin Flower Shop, um maybe this is the time." Raga got out of the car. He entered the shop and was immediately greeted by some pretty-faced servants.

"Welcome to our florist shop, can I help you?"

"Is this a place where I can get a bouquet of flowers?"

"Sister came to the right place. Please choose first, then mention for whom and for what, let us take care of."

Raga looked around, her eyes found a white rose. Yes, white roses are now the candlesticks. I don't know why Raga remembers her white roses at home.

"White Rose!" he murmured in front of the white rose on display.

"Sorry, I'm not selling it. It's our friend, he's been keeping this flower so beautiful."

"Why is it on display here?"

"I don't know either, but if you want to buy, we have another flower."

Raga returns to Adi's studio for a photo shoot.

"Raga, you're shooting for fashion today anyway, a new brand request from my friend."

"okay!"

"Later malem I transfer. Check your mobile phone to make a new schedule lo, after the advertisement Hp lo out on Television, many are looking for you, including Agency."

"What's? The agency? During my career in Rotterdam, there has never been an agency that I have made casting sis." Raga chuckles.

"How high are you by the way?"

"190." Raga makes Adi glare.

"Pantesan, I feel like a dwarf next to you. Yaudah you can rest. Thanks aye!"

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