
Yogyakarta city began to shine the sun. The streets also seem crowded with various vehicles passing around the existing tourist attractions. The city of Yogya is famous for its diverse tourism. Starting from natural tourism to culinary tourism.
Even almost in every corner of the city is worthy of being a tourist spot for tourists. Spot-spots for selfie-style young people are also not less numerous. Malioboro Street, City Square, Yogya Palace, Zero Point, all of it does not escape the lens shots of photographers who are interested and curious about the beauty of this city.
Not to mention the white sandy beaches that stretch behind a row of karstic mountains that become the land mark of the city of Yogya. All of that makes Alika eager to go on an adventure that she hopes can help eliminate all the difficulties of her romance.
On the second day of her vacation, Alika thought she would explore the city of Yogya, which she had only known through her Mama's stories and browsing on the internet. Actually, Alika had long wanted to see firsthand the beauty and culture of the city of Yogya, but because of his busyness in school finally the desire must be willing to delay. And only now did the opportunity come.
But again Alika must be willing to accept the day-not-lucky. On a bench in the north square of the city of Yogya, Alika looked upset staring at her smartphone screen because she was waiting for Alvin who arrived late.
Today that guy is in charge of being her tour guide. But until Alika waited for him for an hour, there was no sign of the boy approaching her. Alika re-presses the latest smartphone screen. He tries to contact Alvin who is not clear where he went.
Shortly before Alika left home, Alvin only advised to wait for her in the North Square of Yogya City. The guy said he'll be there soon after the bathroom business is over. Finally Alika relented – because it was a bathroom affair, which of course was not just flushing the body– and with a heavy heart cutting down her Papah car which happened to be in the direction of her goal. Is it possible that guy is trying to play her now???
Unfortunately, Alika does not ask her Papa to accompany her until Alvin comes to pick her up. Alika's chest was getting claustrophobic thinking about that. As he tried to get back in contact with Alvin, from a distance a man ran towards him.
“Hei Al, sorry I'm late.” said Alvin while chattering.
“You are crazy! I've been waiting for you for an hour, but you're just missing now. Where have you been?! Why can't your HP be contacted?”
Alika did not discuss Alvin's explanation about the motor strike. In the heart of the girl continues to grumble annoyed at having to wait for someone more than an hour. Alika is not the type of person who is patient, five minutes will feel very long for Alika if it is only her use to wait.
“Mbaknya beautiful... this is so what road is not?? Or do we just want to go home?” Alvin tried to seduce Alika who was still pouting while avoiding her gaze.
“Yes, we've just gone home if you still snack like gini,”
“We go!”
“Well... it's dong. Come on up, where do you want to drive first?”
“Where are you from here? I'm lazy if I ride the motor while hot-warm!”
“Hahaha.. Alika, if you do not want to overheat should have been in the car. Do you want to take the trans bus Yogya?”
Alvin pointed to a small blue bus with batik motif – typical design of the city of Yogya– who was stopping at the stop to raise passengers.
Seeing the crowded condition of the bus, Alika immediately shook her head. He immediately grabbed the helmet that Alvin was carrying and landed his butt on the motorcycle seat which by the way felt very hot even though it had just been sun-baked for an instant.