THE MENTARI FOR ESTUARY SEASON 2
CHAPTER 32, VISIT OF PLAZA NDUWE CERITO
Concert venue, at night. Three online taxi cars have driven three couples safely to their destination. And all three arrived and came down at almost the same time.
“Special Hanum same Ganesha at the gate over there yes, calm down, I have said it is the same guard,” said Jeremy – who turned out to have been there first on location.
“We're just in together?” ask Hanum.
“Iyaa, because the others use festival tickets, so they have to go the other way. No papa yes, said Riana, you will be brave,” said Jeremy assured, while patting Hanum's shoulder.
“Iya deh, I went there first huh. Come on, Nesh,” said Hanum. Ganesh agreed, then tightened his grip on Hanum's hand. There's just something weird here, sodara-sodara. Remember in the previous episode, when Hanum was given flowers by his male friend? And the position now, when the girl invited Ganesh here and watched the concert, their position was still silent because Ganesh was still angry with Hanum.
“This who advanced first?” hanum asked, once they're at the gate.
“You dong, lady’s first,” replied Ganesh slowly.
“Yes already, you stay behind me yes, don't go anywhere..”.
“Iya, mbak..”
***
“Lho, you watch too?”
“Eh, Na-Nathan, yes..” Hanum.
“Whose name are you here, Han?” ask Nathan again.
“My girlfriend's with friends. You?”
“I'm the same Laras, tu, over there,” Nathan replied.
“Oh so, yes already Nat, if so, we first ya?”
“Please. This way, Han, don't help.” Nathan said. Hanum nodded. He helped Ganesh first, new Hanum. After they thanked him, Nathan immediately passed, letting the young couple enter the gate to confirm their ticket.
***
Still a concert atmosphere. Song by song is played, in accordance with the existing vibes, as a concert title ; Danger (Former) Most beautiful, so the atmosphere is a bit confused how. But for this one song, Hanum is so nervous himself, huh?
“Although time comes and goes until you don't last
All will not be able to change me
You are the only one in my back
Only you can make me fall and love
You're not just beautiful
You will not be replaced”
“Mbak, don't cover his face. Why tho?” ask Ganesh slowly. Hanum did not reply, he leaned over, grabbed the child's shoulder and hugged him. He wanted Ganesh to understand that forever, the two of them would always have each other.
“Only can you make me fall and love
You're not just beautiful
You will not be replaced
You will not be replaced” (Kahitna – Will Not Be Replaced).
“Hey, mbak cry?” tanya Ganesh – who just realized Hanum's shoulders are shaking finely, and the teardrops that have soaked her shirt.
“I’m sorry for that night, Nesh. Ganesh scratched his head, trying to remember, what had happened the night before between him and Hanum? Ah, yes, the showhouse. Bridal style, then... The man with the bouquet of flowers! But wasn't that the same man who helped her and Hanum to the gate earlier? Then...
“Iya mbak, sorry me too, should not I be angry with the same mbak as the condition mbak again tired kayak gini,” said Ganesh slowly. Hanum shook his head, because to the knowledge of him, it was not Ganesh who was wrong.
“Lho-lho, wait. What's in the corner?” a sudden voice. And Ganesh and Hanum only realized that the music had stopped.
“Wah there is a hug... I think it's really bad again. Yuk, samperin!” say another voice. Ganesh gawking. What is this chaos? But he did not have time to shock any longer, because a hand was now trying to pull him, separating him from Hanum.
“Eh, why this?”
“Trapped..”.
“My girlfriend how?” ganesh was confused.
“Ya brought, yuk,” said the person again. Ganesh does not know, who is interested and bring him up, if you know it must be excited.
“Well, here comes our guest... Try mic dong... And opened the little mask,” after closer, Ganesh just realized, it's, right... He knew who it was, even though the euphoria of the audience was immeasurable back then, as he and Hanum went on stage.
“What's your name?” ask the man again while holding Hanum's shoulder.
“Ha-Hanum..” replied the girl half doubtful, half groggy, half happy.
“Why with this song? Anything to say, no? Who is this here?” ask the man.
“Sama girlfriend, same sister boyfriend, same boyfriend her sister boyfriend, uh mbuh, that anyway.” Hanum grimacing. While watching the laugh. Even Riana several times highlighted the two of them with her phone flash.
“Why did kayak get carried away in the song?” ask the guy again.
“Ngak papa, we are so,” replied Hanum plain.
“Yakin?”
“Not... Uh, piye tho ki.” Hanum scratched his head.
“So what is this?”
“Nknow... All we know, we are hard-line Soulmates.” Hanum replied. The audience applauded again.
“Same cook Kahitna? Same Meaning of not?”
“Nah you know, yes already, thank you for coming here ya, may last the same girlfriend..” said the person again. Hanum reassures, then goes back down with Ganesh, returns to his place and enjoys the ongoing show.
***
Let's go first to the other couple over there. Not Riana the same estuary, yes, look at them already bosen I wkwk. This is Vishnu, and that woman, Dian. Yes, Dian, that's why Hanum was shocked, right?
“Good yes mbak concertnya,” Vishnu break the silence.
“Yes, do you like them?” ask Dian again.
“Like mbak, really, one circle like them..” explained Vishnu.
“Oh, pantes.” Dian responded accordingly. Vishnu just nodded, feeling out of topic.
“Can he know
What the hell happened
Since that day
This heart belongs to him
Maybe he fell in love
Like what I think
Maybe she's in love
Like what I'm trying to do
When does he understand
What the hell happened
My desire is unbearable
But get himself
Maybe he fell in love
Like what I think
Maybe she's in love
Like what I'm trying to do
God assured him
Tuk is in love
Just for me
If he knew” the concert was still going on, and this time it was one more mainstay song of Kahitna, titled If He Tau.
“Mbak...” call Vishnu slowly.
“Dalem, opo Nu?”
“Ngg... Anu, ma... Antenna..”
“Annya sopo? Kon iku yo, una-anu Dian laughing.
“Eh, mbak gini... L'm... I like the same mbak..”
“Hah?” Dian surprised. He looked into the eyes of the young man – who now did not dare to look back into his eyes.
“Iya mbak, since knowing mbak in the organization, since often chat together and meet... I am comfortable with mbak, feel cared for, feel guarded, even though I should be guarding mbak, but want to take care of how too, fear mbak already have the owner,” said Vishnu again. I swear, dare he was cursed to be a mangrove steam, but a sense of groggy and afraid it can not be covered, seen from his hands that are increasingly cold and wet, wet, and wet, and his eyes that still did not dare to look at his interlocutor.
“Nu, this is you seriously not?” ask Dian again.
“I'm serious mbak..”
“Ya continues? Is that just doang?” ask Dian bar-bar.
“Ya is not... E-Emang want to be my girlfriend?” vishnu asked uncontrollably. I swear, this is the shooting process of what model? How come there is no romantic?
“You want to have a girlfriend like me?” ask Dian back.
“La why not?”
“Ja-So?”
“Dian Marisa Ayu, would you be my girlfriend?” vishnu asked loudly, firmly, one breath. This time, he also began to dare to look into the eyes of that elder brother. And one nod changed everything. Vishnu thanked him, then briefly grabbed the girl. And he promised, that this girl he would take care of while he was still given the chance to.
***
After show. Happy binar still appears on the six teenagers, especially Vishnu and Dian who just made it.
“Cila Yan, finallyaaa..” said Hanum girang while patting his best friend's shoulder.
“Mbuh, actually I still believe do not believe anyway, because it is not him anymore deket same Ayang ya?”
“Alah, that someone is willing to be with him, yes Vishnu males also hanged like that, so he looks for a sure-only. Long last yes..”.
“Yes anyway, thanks yes. Wow one of our circle, Han..” said Dian happy.
“Iya... Welcome!” yells. Then they did the toast. Ah, Tunjungan Plaza bears witness to many things; about two people who have just made peace, about two other people who have increasingly attached their bonds of love, and this time, about two other people who have, about two more people who just knit a new love, a love that hopefully doesn't end up hurting each other and leaving wounds.
(BBC).
