THE LAST LOVE PIER
THE LAST LOVE PIER
One two three four, one two three four.
Mr. Bustami gave a warning, he stood in front, on the stage in the National building.
The National Building is a historic building that is often used as a meeting place, the first building in the city of Jambi, is located very strategically right in the heart of the city near the market.
The building is not too big but enough if only for a farewell event, seminar or similar events that do not require a place that is too wide.
It has been more than a month this building is filled with students and students of SLTA sekota Jambi, they are practicing mass dance that will be displayed at the opening of Jakarta Fair in the capital city of Jakarta.
Mr. Bustami is a senior coach who has the status of an employee of the Jambi governor's office who is tasked with preparing dancers to perform regional dances, he is assisted by several senior dancers, including Haris as assistant coach.
As for the regional dance that will be displayed there are several types, including Sekapur Sirih, Selampit Eight, Rangguk Dance and Rebana Dance.
Sekapur Sirih dance is a tribute dance to welcome important guests brought by some beautiful women, at the end of the dance there will be the handover of betel to guests who are being entertained.
Selampit Eight is a dance that is played by eight dancers consisting of 4 men and four women who will intertwine the scarf by dancing and then reopen it.
Rangguk dance comes from Kerinci district which describes the joy of farmers when harvesting the agricultural products.
Tambana dance is a young mudi dance that dances while playing the tambourine.
Every afternoon they will be picked up by the Jambi Provincial Government bus and then dropped in the national building, very crowded, every day there are new participants who come.
The school children who practice this dance are representatives of almost all SLTAs in the city of Jambi, each school sends representatives as many as 10 people, 5 boys and 5 women.
Various forms and their behavior, some are already good at dancing, some are not so able but have the talent so easy to teach, but some are completely unable to, some are not, no dancing talent, maybe more suitable to be a boxer or wrestler, rigid like a robot, let be taught over and over again still can not, the appearance is not at all, there is no sweetness, no sweetness, I don't know why he could represent his school, maybe just comot.
It has been a few days Haris noticed one of the dancers, a woman with a beautiful face, she is very good at bringing dance movements, flexible and pleasing to the eye, he said, it seems she is a dancer. Haris seemed to have seen the woman but somehow he forgot, repeatedly he looked at the girl while remembering but still did not remember.
He walked around among the dancers while fixing the movements that were not right, until finally he stopped near the woman who had been attracting his attention, after he remembered who the girl was.
At that time he had just returned from school, he deliberately passed in front of Junior High School 1 where his school used to be. Haris stopped when he heard some men sitting next to Junior High 1 screaming.
" Hello Fitria ".
" Dear Fitria, home huh ? ".
" Babang antar yuk ".
Not long after a few girls in high school uniforms passed by, among the girls there was a very beautiful, who walked in the middle, he guessed for sure it was called Fitria, which was the name,
She was fascinated to see the girl, so beautiful, her path was upright while puffing her chest, her butt was a bit of a ridge, her face was radiant, her eyes twinkling with a smile that never escaped her thin, thin lips, just like the pragawati.
Haris was so impressed with the beautiful girl that he was carried away in a dream, for a few days kept the face of the girl, and now she is here, in front of her eyes.
" Phitria ".
Haris greeted, Fitria turned her head.
" Yes brother ".
Haris smiled and continued to walk around the dancers.
The rest time Haris approached and sat down near Fitria, and they chatted.
" Where did you know my name was Fitria ? ".
Fitria asked, she was astonished at the feeling of having never known Haris before.
Haris told me when he met with Fitria.
" But where did you know that I was Fitria?, we used to walk together with some friends ".
" Easy, the most beautiful must be Fitria ".
" A brother can ".
" Couldn't those guys tease the ugliest ? ".
Fitria blushed in shame.
Every day Haris always throw themselves to chat with Fitria, the longer they get closer, without realizing by Haris there is someone who feels hurt who always looks towards them with jealousy, Andini.
One day Haris drove Fitria to the oplet terminal, suddenly a man on a motorcycle stopped beside them.
" Let's Fit me drop off ".
Fitria turned her head, it seemed Abdi his upperclassman was already beside him sitting on the motorbike, Fitria was silent, not caring.
" Come Fit ".
Abdi forced.
" Not ah ".
Abdi got off the bike and tried to hold Fitria's hand.
" Kok maksa sih ".
Fitria pulled her hand.
Once again Abdi tried to catch Phitria's hand.
Haris did not stay still, he pulled Fitria back and confronted her in front of him.
" Don't force it ".
" Don't interfere, who are you ? ".
Abdi pointed at Haris's face.
" I'm his girlfriend ".
Haris answered.
" A lie ! ".
Again Abdi tried to reach the hand of Fitria who stood behind Haris.
" You touch him again I beat you up ".
Haris starts to get emotional, outrageous of this guy, has no manners.
Apparently Abdi took Haris lightly, he immediately raised his fist, Haris tilted his body, as fast as lightning his hand caught Abdi's hand and twisted it backward.
" Oh!, release ! ".
Abdi screams in pain.
Haris let go of his grip while pushing Abdi forward, Abdipun was pushed and almost fell backward.
Holding his painful hand Abdi went back up to his motorbike while looking at Haris with anger.
" Be careful of you ".
Abdi threatened, then drove the bike fast.
Abdi is Fitria's upperclassman, he has long been chasing after the beautiful girl, had even expressed his love but was rejected by Fitria.
Actually Abdi is handsome, many girls are in love with him, because in addition to handsome he is also a rich man's son, the money is a lot and wasteful, but unfortunately because he feels handsome he likes to play with women, he likes to play games with women, many are heartbroken at being abandoned after being courted for several months.
It seems that once he was hit by the stone, Fitria did not care about it because it had been previously warned by his friends that Abdi was a Play boy who liked to play games with women.
For fear that Abdi would follow Fitria finally Haris drove Fitria to his house.
