The Destiny 41
Dare to Be Shy for a Candidate
Tangerang, May 2013,
Amidst the gust of air from the cooling engine, Diaz was blown away. He lay
looking at the ceiling of the room is orange due to the highlight of the lamp. Still he imagined all the stories in Puerto Rico last January. The story was indeed for Maria, her fiance. But somehow her mind continues to be pestered by one Hispanic face: Serena. She kept on looking at Serena's face. His smile, his laughter, his annoyance, his,
sadly, almost every expression of Serena haunted him.
“Serena, Serena,” hisses smile. “You again what's well there?”
Sounded decak. It was Martin, his brother who was only two years apart; that was
why does he rarely call him brother, especially his attitude is also not worthy to be called brother.
Diaz's head was turned in the direction where Martin appeared. “Eh lu Tin,”
Martin grinned with anxiety. Head bobbles. “Lu why is Maria like a dog and a mulu cat? Never got along. You always keep hurting his heart.”
“Ah she was aja that was too sensitive.” he said lightly, then looked at the ceiling
room again.
Martin clucked again. Screaming again. “She's your fiancee, your future wife.”
“From the beginning I was against this matchmaking, kok.” burst back Diaz. “Papa aja
likes maksa.” He lifted his body, took a sitting position. Now he looked at his brother's face properly. “Lagian why should I be the one chosen to be betrothed to the centil girl anyway? There are you also the firstborn in this family?”
Then he shuffled at Martin. He stared
his brother smiled. “You should
follow me when the match begins, Tin.”
Martin grin. “That's what Papi's letter Maria wants. If you want to protest, protest at him
sono.”
Diaz grinning – barely chuckles. “My wonder, why the hell people used to like
how to match her child from childhood? Very inconvenient, so troublesome even.”
Martin chuckles. “Nyusahin huh? Nahusahin, but you actually like it the same
Maria's? Ngaku deh.”
Diaz chuckles.
“Not to be a hypocrite, My Dear Brother,” Martin's tease. “If you don't love the same
Maria, can't you defend the contest?! Remember not the right incident
That valentine?”
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After Mary is freed from the continued danger of Atlante's poisoning, life in Rohie's home is almost normal. Just before Serena's arrival. Diaz and Maria are unrelenting dogs and cats. Though they all know that Diaz finally loves Mary back.
At that time, it was not usual for Mary not to touch the Rohie family kitchen at 05:00 a.m.
Just this time since living there, he had not made a small commotion in the kitchen. Diaz was reminded
the second day Mary stayed. He remembered the first moment of the dawn attack on his home.
Every morning-before the arrival of the braided girl-Diaz always woke up at 05:00 after hearing the beatbox rhythm on his cell phone alarm. Then he came out of the room with a shabby face and eyes full of beggars to the bathroom which was right next to his room.
If it does not go smoothly, he will bang on the door sign that there is someone in it who is usually Martin. But that day, no. The clock in his room still shows at 04:30 am, he has woken up. With her eyes rubbed and lips chirped, and still in pajamas and shackles in both eyes, she was shoved out of the room and walked straight into the kitchen. She faintly saw a girl, besides her mother and Sister Nenti.
The girl panicked from the small fire she had set; she apologized repeatedly to the
Ms. Tantri and Ms. Nenti, also tried to clean up the little mess she made in the morning blind.
This morning was completely different. Maria woke up at half-six in the morning. Yeah, the clock
five morning. Mother Tantri to wonder why Mary did not wake up as soon as she heard the sound
the stove is turned on, the sound of onions or chili is cut on the cutting board, or the sound of water taps as a sign of Mbak Nenti washing dishes that are still not washed. Even more confused, Mother Tantri was surprised to see Maria and Diaz fighting in front of the bathroom. Maria usually learns to cook in the kitchen while waiting
Diaz or Martin finished the bath.
“Yes,” Mother Tantri tried to divorce the quarrel of the pair of fiancees.
“Diaz, just mending you who shower on top. Relented, dong, same woman moreover
same fiancee herself.”
“Tuh listen.” bursts Maria who immediately shakes just enter the room
baths. Cklek. The door is also locked.
Diaz became annoyed. He walked out of the bathroom. But before he set foot on the iron stairs, Mother Tantri put her down, “Diaz, you
fighting with Maria again? What's the problem this time?”
Diaz did not answer, but instead Martin replied, “Yesterday, Ma, it happened.
Diaz denounced the all-out cuisine of Mary. The cuisine is indeed– I admit-it is not too delicious, well but it does not need to be that way too times. Wear says, ‘You don't need to cook. Every time you cook, there is only disaster in this house.’” Martin copied all out Diaz's words to Maria yesterday afternoon.
Diaz glared at Martin; he was scarlet in the face, either because of shame or sewot.
Then he walked quickly to the bathroom above. Tantri's mother just shook her head with a small smile. He thought it was just a small matter and the same as
another quarrel; at most one-two-three days after, the two of them returned.
Not only about the bathroom or kitchen, Diaz and Maria quarrel as well
get into the car. For the first time, Maria refuses to go to college with Diaz and Martin, who are just hitchhiking, as usual.
“Diaz, lastin.” Excite Maria. “I told you I'd leave by myself.”
“Ngapain anyway? Just get in the car. You don't need to be on the bus.”
sahut Diaz's.
“Please bus.” spray Maria.
“Not good if there's no you, Mar. Something is lacking in taste. Lazy part
it is so me, if you leave with Martin.”, Diaz said with a disrespectful look.
“Sialan.” sidelines Martin hissing.
“Ah is most also to avoid three-in-one, right?” said Maria cynically.
“Yes that anyway.. That's the hell, I admit, it's the advantage that you come,” Diaz.
justifies.
Maria grunts. He walked over to the blackish-brown fence. In a hurry Diaz caught one of Maria's wrists.
“Mar, dong dong mengambeknya,” pinta Diaz.
“I, I, I, - “ He bowed with
both cheeks are flushed. “ – me-me-me-merana ka-ka-ka-kau ka-ka-kamu te-continue to lash this way. So dizzy is not because. I feel so guilty.” A moment stuttered, a moment later quickly spoken.Not only Martin was flabbergasted, Maria too.
“Yaz, you sick well?” martin scrunched his forehead.
“Diaz, what do you mean?” maria asked, who was as confused as Martin.
Diaz. Because it was constantly being grinned by two people, he started to get sultry. “OK, whatever you want, why. Want to go on the bus, yes please.”
He threw his grip from Maria's wrist. He rushed in the car. Inside, he cheated loudly. It was stormy. Moreover, Maria also increasingly heated the atmosphere with a fence slam leaving Diaz and Martin in the car. About one-two-three kilometers from the Rohie family residence, bicker again. Diaz deliberately put the car down near Maria, then said, “Let's get on, I know you can't stand for long on the bus. This clock is difficult to get a seat.”
“Nak aja, do not ngeremehin yah!” spray Maria. Diaz, Diaz, that guy likes to insult and belittle Maria. Who says Mary has no seat? Diaz is wrong. He managed to get a place
sitting empty in a city bus passing by the campus. The passenger on his left has a problem with body odor. Many times Mary narrowed her nostrils. But that disgusting smell doesn't stop his right brain working creatively to create some haiku that make up a rhyme. It all happened because it still continues to curse Diaz who today irritated again.
Don't know you?
The rain reminds me
on your figure
Cold; insensitive;
anti romantic guy;
That's what you are
Insensitive though
I can't be angry
at all
Not angry at all
Only sad – disappointed
The dream did not arrive
Desire to have
Super romantic girlfriend
tub in fairy tales
Now ‘ku is aware
A story is a fairy tale
Just illusions
Illusions are not real
Just as an opium
Bribe
Even so
but still your love
because of one thing
Not perfect either
Unique pair
We are a unique couple
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Besides Maria who continued to languish in her room with the door locked, evening
it's still the evening at Rohie's house. Martin arrived home at about six
afternoon, after a day of struggling in the editorial office of a teen magazine. After returning home, instead of taking a shower, he was busy in front of the computer - busy completing the unresolved office tasks. At that moment, Diaz came in.
“Bang Martin,” call Diaz who is already standing behind Martin.
“What?” said Martin who still did not look at his sister. “Usually if it's already
I see, there's a wish for you.”
“See first dong towards me,”
Martin turned to Diaz. She grinned. Eyebrows up and down. Diaz is groggy
contrived.
“Down, what's up. I still have to nyelesein make this article.” urged Martin.
“It's about Maria, Tin,” said Diaz shyly.
“Gue is afraid he will
prolonged to more serious problems. Moreover, earlier on campus, her attitude towards me was really cold. I really am being questioned. He even always pees face, every time I meet.”
“Terus why? Good right? Who knows, he asked for his match to be annulled,
it will fit with what you want.” sloroh Martin.
“Eeee...” Diaz dead tick. He has been staring for so long.
Martin had not yet turned his eyes back to the computer screen. It stays
looking at his sister with hope…. Diaz was more honest about his feelings.
“Ju-ju-honest gu-gu-gue be-hope that doesn't happen..” says Diaz is trying to beat his nervousness.
Martin grin. “So you're really in love with Maria?”
Diaz looked around. Just in case, afraid someone
eavesdropping, especially if it's Maria. Once it felt safe, there was only him and his brother, Diaz dared to nod.
Martin chuckles.
Diaz pouting. “Don't laugh dong. Nothing funny.”
“Sorry deh sorry,” said Martin who had to brak his laughter.
“So how about?” Replace Diaz who urged Martin.
“What's the way?” Actually Martin already knew the meaning of his sister's question. It
just a little teasing him.
“Well way,” Pause briefly. “how to soften Maria's heart, let her not sulk again.”
Martin chuckled again.
“Tin,”
“Luck after work earlier, I immediately browse and find something that
really useful for your problems,” Martin rushed to his computer again. While
looking around again for the page in question, Diaz shuffled without being asked. “Nih him, the one I
intent,”
It turned out that it was a contest that was being held by an airline called Asia Airlines in order to celebrate the day of the formation of the flight company that was the twentieth; at the same time it was also to celebrate Valentine’s Day. The contest has many interesting prizes. One of them, two tickets to Puerto Rico directly. The way to get the two tickets is to upload to Youtube a video where the culprit must have romantic poetry with unusual backgrounds and styles.
That's why, tomorrow, Diaz, who shouldn't be going to college that day because she didn't
there are classes, so you have to go to college.
“What the hell!” exciting Diaz. “Why should it be in the hallway of Building C scene? Where days
friday anyway. It rames every Friday. Other places, cakes, plus other days as well.
I beg you, not there.”
“So early this morning you promised me what I and Agatha said,” Martin said
smirks.
“Male should hold his word.” Goda Agatha.
“Truely.” Martin confirmed. “Yes already, hunted gih, lu jajal scene in
the script. Remember, this is for Maria. He wants it to last longer and finally
so are you really?”
Diaz pursed her lips. He's breathing out. Resignedly. That face made Martin and Agatha
chuckles.
“OK, actor, show your acting!” martin exclaimed, who immediately sent Diaz to the
half-body statue of Albertus Magnus. “Hunt there, don't waste time.”
Diaz walked gontai to the scenario location. He lifted up high a piece of paper containing
poetry by Agatha.
I'm not Aladdin
with the magic lamp
I'm not Eric
the one Ariel saved The Mermaid
Nor is he a Tarzan
with all his manliness
I am I
a person who is ******
I don't know what love means
Don't know how to treat women
I'm clumsy about love
Yet…
harshly
shivering
covetous
‘I try my best
create an anti-cliche love story for you
I tell this unique love story
No one can match it
More interesting than Snow White
More interesting than Beauty and the Beast
More blue than Cinderella
No fairy’s tale can match it
Best love story of all time
You and me
Me and you
We
More than any couple
Diaz sighed. While bowing his head, then Agatha just went straight
turn on the handycam that was held from earlier. Diaz slowly but surely begins
describe the poem with its floor, and with a style that makes it the center of attention of people who are on the scene: students, students, lecturers, office boy, office girl, office girl, and the college employees so lead him.
They all looked up at the theatrical action. There are even those
I grinned and laughed to see it. Diaz tried to keep her face red. It could be dangerous if the scene was repeated by Agatha and Martin just because they felt uncool or reflected the poem. Fortunately, the scene was just necessary
fifteen minutes only. No repetition. Diaz immediately flushed towards Agatha-and also Martin-who was yelling “CUT!!!”
“Acting you cool, Yaz!” seloroh Martin's. “Lu deserves an Oscar, or a minimum
Citra Cup.”
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“Gue will be forced you, Nyet.” spray Diaz ketus and blush red.
“Gue does not make you well,” errata Martin. "Because of me, you're coming alone to
my room, keep talking about Maria who craves, keep asking for advice I make a heart melt."
