THE MENTARI FOR ESTUARY SEASON 2

CHAPTER 43, A BIG TRAGEDY (AGAIN)

Surabaya, afternoon. A tiring day for students like herself and others. Riana entered her costs with a sluggish look and heavy laper. In the living room, there was a sleeping Hanum with a very ugly expression; his mouth was gaping wide. Riana grimaced at that. Hanum's sleeping style turned out to be the same as her. Riana looked around again. His eyes scoured the entire room, until he finally arrived at the kitchen. On the table he saw two boxes of food that were still sealed, unopened. This must be Hanum's.

“Dek, that's whose rice is on the kitchen table?” riana asked as she gently shook the girl's body.

“Eh, Ma'am Ri has returned. It's got me the same as mbak. Want to not heatin ta?” asked Hanum while auto rose from his position.

“Udah no need, mbak panasin alone. You mbak want to bring his food to the room, want to directly nih.” Riana.

“Yo please mbak, I arep turu maneh kok yoan. Sek dantuk iki..” said Hanum while wriggling his body.

“Eh ojok, meh maghrib kok turu, pamali. Come gek tangi gek maem, tak kancani.”.

“So he said he wanted to directly work on the task..” Hanum.

“Ora, ra sido. You are a manganese wayae nk ora ditunggoni, luput ngko, sidone ra maem, bablas turu..” Riana's nag. Hanum. And Riana could not help but move her hand to pinch the kingpin's cheek.

“Gek come, maem. Kudu to ta?” ledek Riana's.

“Ora mbak ora, owneeek..” says Hanum while pretending to be a baby. Riana laughed again. Understand him now, this “oweeeeek” culture comes from where. Of course, that is the teaching of Ganesha.

***

Riana's room, night. After accompanying – and making sure Hanum completely finished her meal, the girl walked into her room to do chores and at the same time prepare to rest. Thankfully, because he had time to install work on campus warkop, finally the resume that was brought to the hostel so stay half, half, and it's done after an hour and a half of struggling to face the laptop while playing some volume of Kahitna album.

Riana climbed into her bed that she had long missed, at least since her very early departure to campus earlier. But strangely enough, how come he hasn't been able to sleep either?

Riana turned her body position, then like a lack of work, she was busy exploring the entire room – up to the ceiling, with her eyes. Duh, sawangane you know, Ri, like someone else is in love.

“Aish, why the hell am I? How do you want to sleep but not sleep? If only there was a new method of sleep, which is to sleep without closing your eyes. Actually it could-be anyway, but not later even so serem ya?” riana said to herself. Well this is a man...

Upset at not being able to sleep, Riana decided to get out of bed. He walked around his room, and yak! There you go, brothers. Barking sweetly (not using spoiled group), a mysterious suitcase he carried from his residence in Malang. Actually he was so curious to peek at the contents of this suitcase immediately. From the first day Ganesh told him about the whereabouts of the suitcase, he had been curious half to death. But his busy life as a student was very time consuming, so he completely forgot about the existence of the suitcase.

Riana touched the suitcase. But the intention to open it was because someone had already banged on the door of his room.

“Aih, who is it?” Riana pushed the suitcase until it hit the wall, before she finally opened the door, and saw Hanum who was already covered in tears.

“Han, wipe...”.

“Mbak, Ganesha, mbak!” exclaim Hanum.

“Eh-eh-eh, wait. Why is this why?” riana asked in shock.

“Ganesha, Reno... Reno... Ganesha..”.

“Oh God, why Han? Come in and drink first. A true story..” Riana led the girl who was panicking and lost that direction.

“Drink first deck, this is why the hell? What's up?” ask Riana.

“Ka-Ka-Ta... Mas Muara, Ganesha fought Reno.”.

“Oh, keep who wins?” asked Riana, who did not understand the real situation.

“Mbak, this is not a panco shootout, hadeeh... It's a fight, mbak, fight!” exclaim Hanum. Riana still did not stop, but a moment later her consciousness recovered by a hundred percent, when she saw Hanum was so noisy and busy calling while crying.

“Ja-So they really fight? Meet where, Han?” riana asked who was finally conscious.

“Di... I don't know, but said Mas Ra, they're all still on campus.”.

“Jeez, malem-malem?” Riana was shocked.

“Iya mbak, what meeting they had, continue... I'm dizzy, how is this?” said Hanum.

“This is the fight between the two of them, anyone injured?” ask Riana. He's in a panic now.

“Ganesha falls from the stairs, mbak..”.

“Astaghfirullah! Let's go there now! You're the same fuck!” riana exclaimed as she hurriedly grabbed her jeans jacket, as well as the motorbike key. He immediately led the hanum and put it on a helmet, and the motorbike drove through the cold night of the day.

***

“Build, Ganesha!” exclaim Riana. Originally he could not have ruled that hard on his sister, what else he had just fallen from the stairs.

“Mbak says wake up, ganesha! Don't lose to someone like that!”

“DIAM!” ganesha finally.

“I'm confused. Do you love or hate me? Why is it still like this huh?” ask Ganesh emotions. And he grimaced later, because his legs hurt so much.

“Sssst, Nesh, relax first... Uh how is Mas Ra? Vishnu same Dian where?” ask Hanum.

“Sial, which is already far away, do not know where!” exclaim Vishnu while panting.

“Aaaaaaaaaa!” jeremy Riana. The estuary hurriedly held her lover's hand, calming.

“Atur aja mas, this I did not nenangin Mbak Riana first yes.” Hanum. Muara.

***

At night, back to the store. Riana was still crying, and Hanum still calmed her down.

“Mbak, I know, I really love Ganesh. But I love him from a different perspective.”.

“And I forgot that ganesh is an adult, it can fight. Maybe my way was wrong too. Because in my vision, Ganesh is still innocent, still fourteen years old, still do not know anything.

“Iya mbak, that's why. What's more, I haven't been with him for a long time, so..”.

“I'm a useless sister..” isak Riana.

“Ehhh, no one said it was mbak darling... Fuck me, how is this?” Kalangkabut hanum. His phone rang, and Hanum let out a desperate sigh. This who the hell called him?

“Halo Mas Ra?”

“Yes, it's me same Sister Ri at home. This is again remembered first Ma'am Ri.”

“Iya, just calm down... Yes yes, yes, yo..” Hanum immediately hung up the phone, and returned to accompany Riana.

“Mbak, I went to the kitchen first yes..” said Hanum. There's no answer. Hanum checked, and heard Riana's regular roar of breath. Well, left to sleep was him. Yes, instead of him joining here, mending him down (according to his saying; to the kitchen), and cooking something.

***

And finally, here Hanum is now. Stranded, pulled away in the corner of her bedroom balcony, with a glass of hot chocolate that had not been touched at all. Geez, it's a long time the chocolate can be cold you get the night wind, if the glass goes in the wind how later *hus.

Hanum sighed, thinking again about all the things he went through. Especially since the meeting, the drama, until the story of his love with Ganesha, until finally it all leads him to meet with Riana, who is the older brother of his lover. Honestly, *what language is that? Honestly, when she initially met Riana on the plane at that time, she thought about the figure of Riana who might be an evil, cynical – antagonist, and a series of other bad stigma, he said, more so when he introduced himself as “close friend” Ganesha. Mampus squared, what happens if he knows his sister who is still eighteen years of dating the same 20-year-old adult female candidate. Uh but thankfully, all his thoughts and prejudices are a hundred percent wrong. From the beginning until now, her view of Riana had not changed; gentle, warm, but... Fragile. Well, this is what makes her jump back and forth right-left kayak salto until now, because, some percent of the nature and character of Riana is very similar, plek ketiplek exactly the same herself. Like twins but not twins, that's it. And people who accidentally squirm they also said, if the face, they also have a little resemblance, what else now both Hanum and Riana both have long hair and are equally ponian. If the focus of the address can be hit by prank tuh, hihihi.

Hanum started sipping on his hot chocolate – which had almost cooled down due to being neglected for too long. Suddenly flashes of memory burst forth mercilessly, making all memories spill over; between the past and the present are scattered already. Thought garbled. The calm nights back disturbed by the mind do not know what feels chaotic.

Drtts... Drtts... Phone's vibrating. Hanum touched his skirt pocket. This is the last outfit she wore when following Ganesh to campus. And he has not changed his clothes back to the house, although at this time the clock has rung twelve times.

“Eh, Mas Ra called? Ngopo maneh iki?” ask Hanum to himself. With a feeling of half fear and half curiosity, the girl hurriedly shifted the screen of her phone, a little impatient when she heard the screen reader has not arrived at the word “accept button”.

“Halo, Mas Ra, ngopo?” ask Hanum.

“Not sleeping ta you deck?”

“Covered i, again on my porch. La ngopo?”

“Gosh bengi-bengi seh ndek terrace? Yowes, get ready, I'll pick you up..”.

“Eh, why mas?” Hanum started to be vigilant. Lest something happen.

“Ganesh nyari you... This is our position in the hospital.”.

“Yes ALLAH, continue yo opo carane? How should I go?” Hanum's panicking.

“Ya kui want, don't pick you up. Get ready now yes..” said Mas Muara. Hanum has not had time to say “ya”, the phone is dead. And Hanum could do nothing more than take his mini backpack from the room, getting ready while sighing in annoyance.

***

Hanum grimaced as his hand was grasped so firmly and tightly by Ganesh. I don't know what the child is feeling now, which is clearly the grip is not going away, even though Hanum is already there – next to him, almost an hour.

“Here I’m, Ganesha. Don’t worry..” said Hanum gently while leaning his head on the hospital bedpost.

“Han, five steps behind you, there's a sofa. Just be there if tired,” said Muara.

“Gak gelem ucul e mas, piye jal. Kethok-e gurung turu iki yoan..” said Hanum half whispered.

“No papa, just pull gently, must have released it. I'm sure he's asleep, not saying anything from earlier?” ask Muara.

“Ora, but no gelem diculke mas, I kudu piye..” Hanum.

“Can-can. It's his subconscious that works. If he knew you couldn't go anywhere for almost an hour because of him, he would feel guilty. Now he doesn't know anything, his subconscious is working, so you talk to anything for sure not to respond. Yuk, detachable, gek turu, again kon bengi-bengi seh wildness on the terrace iku lapo?” nagel Muara's.

“Couldn't sleep, mas, Mbak Riri has already slept but. Well after drinking hot chocolate, the plan is I want to go to the room, computeran daunted, keep trying to sleep. Lah it turns out Mas Ra even called..” explained Hanum.

“Oalah, means I yo goblog sisan yo. Yowes I don't muleh yo, titip Ganesh.”.

“Iyo wes, no papa. Eh but if tomorrow Ma'am Ri searchin me how?” ask Hanum.

“Alamakkk! Yes too?” Muara puked his jidat.

“Mmmh, until you are! Ngko sesok iki geger must!” nagel Hanum.

“Yowes that let it be my business, now, you are here, I go home yes.” Muara. Hanum just nodded. At times like this, what else could he do? This is actually his first big tragedy after not LDR, after the same storm – and even worse managed to overturn it during LDR first.

(BBC).