THE LAST LOVE PIER
THE LAST LOVE PIER
Haris stood in front of the mirror, pecked himself, sprayed perfume and tidied up his clothes, tonight he will visit Saras boarding house. He felt that he had known Saras enough, now it was time to go there to get closer.
With great confidence he ran off his bike and stopped across the Saras boarding house. For a moment he silently looked at the living room, Saras seemed to be chatting with a man in the uniform of Taruna Akabri.
After thinking for a moment he finally decided to cancel his plan and run his bike away.
Saras who saw Haris came out immediately.
" Mas Haris !! ".
He shouted out to call
But Haris was already away, no longer hearing Saras's screams.
Disappointed Saras entered again.
" Who is Saras ? ".
Handoko guest Saras asked.
" Mas Haris of economic faculties "
" Your boyfriend ? ".
" No, I also know ".
Meanwhile Haris continued to run his motorcycle towards Malioboro then parked his motorbike near Bringharjo market and walked down the sidewalk crowded with people.
Malioboro, a name that has been legendary, which became an icon of the city of Jogja, is very famous to foreign countries, somehow its history so that it is given a name like that, very cool, very cool, similar-mitip well-known cigarette brand Marlboro.
This area is indeed extraordinary, crowded like a market, humans walk along the sidewalk Malioboro street like inexhaustible, he said, there is a connection to the north square there is also a north to the direction of Tugu Station.
Various types of people from various countries plek tumplek here, must be willing to touch or foot on foot, especially Sunday nights like tonight, long holidays again.
Parking bags such as Tugu Station are crowded, tourist buses lined up like sardines, meetings once, private vehicles are diverted to other places to reduce congestion.
Strange son of a prodigy, if you think Malioboro is just the name of a road that stretches from Tugu Station to the intersection of the Post Office near the north square of the Jogja palace, but the crowd is begging for mercy.
Just try to walk here at dawn, which there is only an ordinary road, nothing special, , quiet like the road in general.
Haris continues to walk without a clear purpose, sometimes stop looking at knick knacks sold by hawkers. After weary walking he returned to Bringharjo market to pick up his motorbike and moved to the north square.
North square is one of the squares in the palace of Jogjakarta, there are two, there are two, that is the north square to the north of the palace which is the size of a large and the south square to the south of the palace which is smaller in size.
The north square is quite wide covered by verdant grass like a football field.
Every year in this place there will be a celebration of Sekaten to coincide with the celebration of Maulid Prophet Muhammad.
Reportedly Sekaten comes from the word Sahadat which has the meaning of reading two sentences of sahadat as a condition of someone embracing Islam.
According to his story in ancient times this place was used as a place for people who want to embrace Islam once gus become a place to spread the religion of Islam.
Sekaten or Sekatenan like a night market, full of crowds, all kinds of sold here ranging from children's toys, clothes, piggy banks, balloons, jewelry to kris.
All kinds of games also exist, such as comedy swivel, demon barrel, banyu waves, haunted house and others.
Haris sits in a goat satay stall facing the square, he often eats satay here if he just received an honorary teaching.
On the edge of the square seemed some people were busy playing chess guessing, their faces seemed to wrinkle solving chess problems.
The night is getting late, after finishing the satya Haris immediately home.
Saras was very sorry, he did not manage to call Haris who was already across the boarding place, had tried to chase and scream calling but Haris was already far away.
Handoko is a friend of his at SMA 3 Solo, a class in class 3 IPA. It's no secret that Handoko is crazy about her but Saras doesn't respond to her simply thinking of Handoko as an ordinary friend.
Then Handoko continued his education to Akabri Air Force in Jogja while Saras to Faculty of Psychology UGM.
Because it is in the city, Handoko often visit Saras boarding houses, even they have several streets together.
Saras's disappointment continued until late at night, when she found it hard to sleep, and was constantly shadowed when Haris stopped in front of his boarding house.
Finally he sat down at the study table and took a diary from the drawer and wrote something there.
The wall clock has shown at 12 pm, he noticed Hartini looks very good, delicious so you Har, you have no burden, your life is very simple, all the problems you can make simple, you can make simple, not too thoughtful, you can sleep anytime, anywhere.
Then his mind went back to Haris, the longer he liked, maybe he started to love.
" Saraa ".
Hartini's voice broke his daydream, he turned, he saw Hartini was sitting at the edge of the bed, quickly closed his diary.
" You didn't sleep Saras, it's been your night ".
" I'm learning ".
Hartini stood up and walked towards Saras sitting, noticed the book on the table, ah it was a diary, where there are people learning his own diary.
" You have a problem, right ? "
" No ".
" Saras, if you have a problem tell me where to know I can help, don't hold your own ".
Saras stood up and walked to the bed, and laid down his body.
" H ".
" Yes ".
Hartini approached and sat down on the floor near Saras' head, then took the bolster and put his head on the bolster
" Have you ever fallen in love with Har ? ".
" No ".
" I haven't been " either ".
Then silent, Saras just looked towards the ceiling of the room.
" Lo, you mean ? "
Saras just remained silent speechless, his eyes unblinking looking up at the ceiling.
Hartini began to get annoyed to see Saras just shut up like that, he got up and walked back to his bed
" H ".
Saras called back.
Hartini stopped his steps and sat back on the floor near Saras' head
Saras was silent again, not saying a word, his eyes were still looking up.
" Ih cah crazy ".
Hartini wanted to stand but was prevented by Saras.
" I think I've started falling in love with Har ".
" Who, Handoko yes ".
" Not ".
" Then who ? ".
" Mas Haris ".
" Huh!, haven't you guys known you a long time ago ? ".
" So he came but did not stop by because there was Handoko ".
" What about Handoko ? ".
" I don't feel anything about him, just a friend no more ".
" Isn't it too fast Saras ? ".
" Not Har I've known him for a long time, I feel comfortable around him.
