THE MENTARI FOR ESTUARY SEASON 2

CHAPTER 20, GIRL TROUBLESOME

Campus park, daytime. Sebel estuary, because he had prepared himself, heart and mind to come to campus in hot daylight like this. But it turns out, after the first hour (Music Psychology), the next two hours for the second and third mats are all empty. She should have been able to go straight home, but she had promised to be with Riana who was still finishing her last class (they were different classes).

BRUCK!

“Adaaaawww!” the cry of someone surprised Muara who was busy observing caterpillars who were eating leaves in the park. Geez, you're too diligent, young man.

“Why mbak?” tanya Muara as she approached the complaining figure earlier, who turned out to be a woman.

“Anu mas, seperate shoelaces themselves..” replied the girl grimacingly. He crouched down for a while, tied his shoelaces back together, then stood up. And a moment later his eyes were perfectly rounded, shocked.

“Eh, you estuary right?” tanyakanya. Feeling his name, Muara looked up.

“Who?” ask Muara.

“Celine, Tridharma High School boy... Force 19. Inglet?” ask the girl again. His mouth scrunched up his forehead, looking thoughtful. Later then...

“Ce... Celine Alinia Raharja..” she said slowly, barely in a whisper.

“That's it. You what's kabaaar?” celine asked excitedly while hugging Muara. The estuary did not have time to dodge, she did not want Celine to fall a second time, in a public place anyway. So he had to accept the girl's embrace, and return the favor. Without him knowing, that there was a pair of eyes and a pair of ears that were watching from a distance.

“I'm good Cel. How are you?”

“Good also dooong... College here is also finally you?” celine asked again as she outlined their embrace.

“Iya Cel, majoring in Music Arts, I guess we are one faculty, right? I'm looking forward to seeing you yesterday's faculty ospek as a guide, but the doubt is really you..”.

“Ho oh, I'm a child of English Literature, 5th semester street now. Ah piye tho kowe ki, karo former garuanne dewe iso lali ki..” god Celine.

“Halah wong jenenge wae former og yo, mbok dilalekno wae... Yowes yo, Cel, I first.” said Muara. Celine nodded. He waved his hand to Muara. Muara did not have time to reply, because he had received a warning sign “danger”, from the mobile phone notification vibrating continuously.

“Udah finished his royale?” riana asked while standing around with a waistline.

“You wiggled ta darling?” Ouch. Wrong question, ooh. You don't see if Riana's expression is ready for war?

“I came home alone yes,” ketus Riana.

“Lho, we promised ba...”

“Sana! I don’t want you!” the thrill of running. He ran towards Vishnu who was still busy hanging out with his friends. He'll be home this afternoon.

“Nu, pinjem motor!” exclaim Riana.

“Hah? Minjem motors? How about Mas Ra?”

“Ck, wes it jo kakean takon, no nyilio sek!” riana exclaimed, still in a stern mode. And once you see the expression of Riana's horror like The Secret Riana is real, Vishnu just realized, there must be something wrong with the brother of his best friend.

“Yowes gawanen mbak, my sword gawanen. Ngko Ganesh is not kon ngojol wae, sek afternoon yoan crew dewe leh muleh ki.” said Vishnu while handing over the key to Riana.

“Suwun..” said Riana coldly, while running towards Vishnu's motorbike which is still parked.

“Ati-ati mbak's. Ojo kegowo sek leh nyetir ki. Ngko I was annexed Ganesh nek mbak-e blisters tah piye.” said Vishnu slowly while attaching a helmet to the girl. Honestly, he did not calm down leaving his brother Ganesh who was in a state of not being okay like this.

“Mbak... Unbelievable wae po?” ask Vishnu to worry.

“Iyo wes, boncengke wae, not konsen me..”.

“Lyo mbak, yoh. Underestimated wae.” said Vishnu while taking over control of the motor. Vishnu deg-degan is half dead. He just saw Riana angry and emotional. The reason why he doesn't understand. Haah, this is out of the most fight.

***

“Kok delivered with you Mbak Ririnya? Why?” asked Hanum who was astonished when he found out Riana had returned to the boarding house, but not with her boyfriend.

“Weh onok case mau ki mbak. La wong suddenly Ma'am Riana ran away me, minjem motor while nagging. I think he fought it was the same Mas Ra..” said Vishnu while drinking ice cold syrup made by Hanum.

“Weh? A dice? Same with Ra?” Hanum.

“Iya... Try to be found first mbak, who knows need temen vent. I do not rest here..” said Vishnu while leaning on the sofa.

“Yes, try me in his room first... Bentar yes Nu..” says Hanum. Vishnu just assented. His eyes were quite heavy this afternoon. So mending he sleeps first.

***

Hanum rubbed the back of Riana who was still sobbing in his arms. The girl was really surprised to see Riana who was like this.

“Wah Mas Muara ki, fucked... I can't understand if the girl is struggling... Iki ki kudu was given a lesson anyway.” said Hanum slowly while carefully unraveling their embrace.

“Mbak, maem sek yo. Kae, I bought grilled rice right back home from college. Not hotin yes, maem sek, already want afternoon nih,” said Hanum.

“Ra legit ayu, I arep turu sek.” replied Riana slowly while justifying her lying position.

“Weh... Yowes mbak geleme opo, ngko afternoon do not buy, if not masakin ya?” talk to Hanum again.

“Yowes gek break, I do not metu sek mbak. Ojok nangis meneh..” says Hanum. Riana just assented. The door to his room closed slowly after Hanum died. Riana fixed her lying position, then closed her eyes. It seemed like sleep was the best option that was useful for improving his mood.

***

“Riana where's Han?” ask Muara who just arrived at the boarding house of the two girls, with Ganesh.

“Ngapain looking for Riri? Wah, Mas Muara ki violation!” omel Hanum while continuing his activity peeling onions.

“Alah kon iki, ojok muddy the atmosphere ta...” Muara said.

“Ada mas there, Madam Riana slept from noon earlier.” replied Hanum while taking the next cooking ingredients to be executed.

“Not waking-up? It's five o'clock..”

“Delok-en dewe, mbuh wes tangi po urung..” Hanum jutek replied.

“With, ojok jutek-jutek tho deck, I need answers you know, worry I'm with Riana..”.

“Yowes I want wes not answer, nang room wonge...” said Hanum.

“Yowes, I'm there first. On the table is a cheesecake. Enter refrigerator yes...” said Muara. Hanum just nodded. Now he starts to fry. He wanted to cook something spectacular to improve his dearest mood.

***

At the front desk of the boarding house they all regrouped, enjoying the spectacular cuisine made by Hanum earlier. What exactly is she cooking? Here guys, don't tell. It's called Mac N Cheese. This is one of the pasta that is very interesting*kan, so laper I tuh. Hanum has been trying hard to learn this recipe for the past two weeks. And it seems like this works yes, seen from everyone who enjoys the food with a happy expression.

“Enak very dear to your cooking,” praise Ganesh sincerely while holding the hand of Hanum who is next to him.

“Still yes... I try hard to make this..” said Hanum.

“Enak deck, mbak like you the same cuisine,” timpal Riana.

“Ya ALLAH can finally hear his voice againii..” Muara said suddenly.

“La ngopo mas?” asked Ganesh while smiling amusedly.

“Wes rek ojo nggudo... I ki ngelu nek mistress ki koyok life sculpture ngene... Serem yo..” murmur Muara.

“Mulo ojo digawe dewe ki mas problem... Kan ngono dadine..” nagel Hanum.

“Then why is sih mas? How can I get a gini?” ask Ganesh. The estuary told me everything. About his activities waiting in the park, about him who saw a woman who fell because she forgot to tie her shoelaces. And the woman turns out to be Celine, her ex-boyfriend from High School.

“Woah yo positively unsettling nek iki... Ngopo sih akeh banseeet wedok sing pengen karo nggone wong lio, ra kreatif, ra gelem nggolek dewe. Opo yo arek lanang iseh less know planet iki? Jian, suck me!” nagel Hanum. As a woman (who has the same high level of jealousy as Riana), she is also upset to see this. Author also with *eh.

“Lho are you kok berjamuk je darling?” Ganesh grimacing.

“Ya spree. Kowe look out kowe nganti meet former ndek kene, do not kick mentally until Banyuwangi ngko.” threatened Hanum.

“Why girls if again on jealousy tuh sadis that yes?” ask Vishnu wonder.

“It looks like almost all girls are. Was Mayang never jealous of you?” ask Hanum.

“Ora i... But nek dek-e sih tenanan ora dear, so not onok jealous blas, not onok fear of loss.” Vishnu grimacing.

“Everything, you understand tho finally, if jealousy is part of the fear of loss?” nagging Hanum again.

“Iyo-iyo. Gibb... Yoopo ki Nesh, I'm here with your karo mbakmu.” said Vishnu.

“Kapok... Mbak, add dong,” said Ganesh while thrusting his plate.

“Sek not fetch later. Want to take it home, right? I cooked up the excess,” tasted Hanum while carrying Ganesh's plate back, and spooned the paste again.

“By brought mbak? Great for breakfast!” exclaim Vishnu jubilant.

“Nyoh, gawanen. You guys have class tomorrow?” ask Hanum.

“Friday tomorrow mbak, it's holiday,” replied Ganesh.

“Oh ho-oh deng, youes crazy tomorrow. Nesh, we must fulfill the desire of our subscribers who want us Q and A you know.” said Hanum.

“Iya wes, what time do you want to shoot it?” ask Ganesh.

“Bar Friday wae, ben safe..”

“Oke, I will be here with Vishnu and Mas Ra again at the most.”.

“Sip, done..”

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