THE MENTARI FOR ESTUARY SEASON 2
CHAPTER 8, DOLAN TO CAMPUS (TRIPLE DATE)
- Pov Author
“Halooo, with no police station, how can I help?”
“Halah, you must call me that. Where's Riri? How can his HP not be contacted?” ganesh asked across the phone.
“Oh, shower the most, it was so anyway, but if his HP can not be contacted, I do not know..” replied Hanum.
“You're going to college today, right?” ask Ganesh again.
“Lho, yes so dong. You?”
“Iya same... Yes already, I am ready first yes,” said Ganesh.
“Yes, I'm also ready, bye, baby.”
“Bye..”
***
So here they are; Riana, Muara, Vishnu, Ganesh, Mayang and Hanum. Among them, actually Hanum is a level brother, because he has entered the second semester. That's why he misah same friends and his girlfriend, he wants to meet his classmates.
“Wah, this is the look of our campus mbak? Apik yo!” said Ganesh while observing the entire place will draw the knowledge with a feeling of pleasure.
“Iyo Nesh, slick yo. I used to want to come in here, but.”.
“Ssssttt, yes already mbak, do not wait anymore. Kan now mbak college with me, yes.” said Ganesh softly.
“I feel you, mbak. I used to feel that way too, the others were young, I had two heads alone... But calm down, gradually it must be that kind of feeling is gone,” said Hanum. Riana smiled. Thank God, he was surrounded by people who were so kind to him, just like when he first came to Jakarta. Unfortunately, it turns out that they all had to part ways briefly with Hanum, since he had already met his old-age friend, and it seemed like they were going to hold a meeting for an activity.
***
Fast food restaurant, noon. Ah happy, because they can get together again, have lunch and joke together again. You see, the five new students felt like a cross child after Hanum died earlier.
“Our campus is so big yes,” Ganesh breaks the silence.
“Iya, I feel cool you can enter there. And what's more, it's my first time here after a year ago online,” Hanum said.
“Eh, by the way, did you discuss what, Han?” ask Riana.
“Ospek preparation, mbak,” Hanum replied. The five people around him were suddenly horrified. It seemed like their reflection of ospek was like something really bad and terrible. Hanum smiled. This is exactly what he imagined before, right at the beginning of college.
“Ospek is not as terrible as that... Indeed, we will become zombies because we have to do the task until late at night. What else was I online huh, how many hours it's ngadepin zoom and laptop, Ms. Word and his friends... Wooh, unsaid yes. But if what's in your shadow is about the big-ass seniors and the bullies, oppressing the weak, it's nothing at all... Ospek times now is more like education anyway,” explained Hanum.
“Later if you become a senior pas ospek do not be fierce, mbak,” said Ganesh slowly.
“Hahahaaa, not me Nesh panitiya.” Hanum laughs.
“Continue meeting everything for what?” Riana wonder.
“Oh, it's for coordination, this year, in the lower class, madif alias disabled student how much, because I'm a volunteer for disability mbak, so later I'm the coordinator, same with other volunteers also sih.” LebahHanum.
“Serious is there a container? Make those volunteers?” asked Riana enthusiastically.
“Yes seriously mbak, why? Interested ta?” ask Hanum.
“Iyaa, I'm interested in bangeeeet. Later go in yaaa,” said Riana enthusiastically. Hanum nodded strongly. He is happy, because it means, there will be more volunteers who will help friends who are lucky with him.
“Mbak Ri, since before, Ms. Hanum was very helpful to people, she taught, in addition to the official teaching at school, she was also often a tutor, I was helped a lot by him in High School,” said Ganesh.
“And Mbak Hanum is also good mbak voice, I know appointed the same Ganesh fitting when that day..” timpal Vishnu.
“If it's Hanum's voice, I know. Just stupidly just realized fit know, it turns out I'm the same Hanum already follow-follow-an IG it from two years ago, but just notice that Hanum was the same Hanum it was...” Riana laughed.
“La yes e, I just realized yesterday, both just realized the point,” Hanum laughed. And after they finished the lunch agenda, Muara decided to invite them all to take a walk around the city of Surabaya. They decided to take an online taxi, because Ganesh and Hanum could not ride a motorcycle like Riana and Muara, or Vishnu and Mayang.
***
Still in Surabaya, afternoon. After tired of walking, finally the six of them decided to stop for a while at a cafe with an outdoor concept. This is the closest dining place from their last destination; the Heroes Monument. Hihahi. At first glance, they become a triple date kayak yes; Riana with Muara, Ganesh with Vishnu, uh, Hanum, then Vishnu with Mayang. The other two are Ganesh-Hanum, Vishnu-Mayang. But why are Riana and Muara following along on this line? They're official balloons, aren't they? Yes, positive thinking, who knows, by writhing like this, the two children tuyul, uh, the human child so inspired and motivated *halah.
“Gesss, seneng a streets?” The estuary broke the silence as it blew itself right next to Riana.
“Seneng really, mas, thanks ya,” said Ganesh while playing the braid of Hanum's hair next to him, so that teasing the girl who was again engrossed with his phone.
“Ck, arek i lho his hands are not fiddling,” his mouthpiece.
“Lagian, why the hell from earlier HP-an continue?” tanyakanya.
“There's work baby, I'm performing in two days. Nih, dengerin aja,” said Hanum while handing his smartphone to Ganesh.
“I believe it, but don't focus so much dear,” the door. Hanum just agreed. Although there is almost a little tension, but they still look romantic, envious, deh.
“And in the end mbak so think, Nesh, which girl is not auto comfortable with you if this way.” said Riana.
“Gini how about mbak?” Ganesh does not understand.
“Everything you do to your girl, like what almost every girl out there wants; softened, if the girl is wrong, reprimanded and spoken to in a good way, it's not selfish to be a guy... About my soul mate later like that isn't it?” Riana stared at the vast, unbrimmed sky above her. Suddenly he questioned about the soul mate that had been prepared for him later. Will he get a man who meets his expectations? Drtts... The phone in his pocket suddenly shook. While remaining unfocused, Riana read the contents of the chat that turned out to be from her sister.
[I'm sure Mas Muara is the right person and in accordance with the expectations of mbak. May you be fooled.] Riana smiled, she immediately replied to her sister's chat.
[Mbak does not know, either mbak will be paired with whom later. Do’a.].
“Ri, why do you play HP while smiling?” ask Muara.
“Allah no people, do not use ngagetin can yak!” ketus Riana's.
“Lagian, focus really... Uh what's the pesen? Ask the same kids,” said Muara. Riana nodded.
“Guys, what do you want to order?”
“Nasi goreng aja, mbak,” said Vishnu, and followed by a nod by another.
“This is all fried rice?” ask Muara. They nodded back. Nuara recorded all their food and drink orders, then gave them to the waiter who approached their table. While waiting for the order to come, they noticed the atmosphere of the cafe that was not how crowded it was, maybe because it was still a working day. But what caught their attention was the stage that was ahead of them, as some people were climbing on it, to prepare something.
“It seems so, yes we have been horrified aja,” said Muara. Ganesh nodded. As a true music lover, he immediately autofocus once he knows there is live music in the place where he is now.
“It looks like a full band, a lot of people,” said Riana.
“Tomorrow I also gig you know, and the format is most like gini as well,” said Muara.
“About his first song what huh?” Ganesh enthusiast.
“Most simple songs, like Tri Asylum,” replied Hanum.
“Betting!” take Vishnu suddenly.
“Meanway? What bet?” Hanum's confused.
“This, the tool is really complete, until there is a saxophone everything. Cook him with simple songs?” ask Vishnu.
“Mbuh, deh, yes already, we are just about this band will bring what song. Anyway, my feeling remains Tri Asylum,” said Hanum. Intrigued by the invitation “betuhan” without this money, the other children finally came to mention the title of the song that is likely to be played by the cafe musicians first, after everything is settled. So now there are two things that awaited them in this cafe ; the menu ordered, and the cafe musicians who will act. What was the first song?
“The voice of our heart resonates chanting tones
Tagged without saying
The rhythm of our hearts is pitched, seducing without speaking
To sing without saying is like a meaningless verse
Like a poem without rhymes, like that I'm with you
(From being with you) That's how I am with you
(After sriwedari with you) like that I am to you”
“Jiaaaahhh, my answer is a real dong!” exclaim Muara girang, until standing from his chair all.
“Lho, I also thought they were not bringing Malik D’essentials yes Discoria kok.” replied Riana.
“Well your soul mate,” says Vishnu origin.
“Hus! Yes already, sit again yuk, let's continue guessing, what other song about?” Riana. All according. They waited for the band to continue their song. But as soon as the intro starts, all are shocked, tterhenyak from his position, especially Riana and Muara and Ganesh, who know exactly about “history” or the history of the song.
“Soul parts
Come near to me
I want you to know
I admire you
You and me
Like a binding prayer
In every step
Your name I called
I fell
I fell back on you
Only with you
I took off all my dragons
My heart
My heart fell on you
My spirit fell and fell on you
You're my last guts
Hu hu hu
I fell
I fell back on you
Only with you
I took off all my dragons
My heart
My heart fell on you
My spirit fell and fell on you
You're my last guts ho
You're my last guts”
“Yeah, last guts..” says Riana – barely whispers. He remembers well who sang the song, which was the scene of the expression of feelings, and was the last time for him to be able to do that.
“Mas Abhi..” Ganesh. Mayang was already crying in Vishnu's arms. It knows... He knew very well about the song, then a little bit of the story behind it.
“Sabar, Mayang... Do not cry again masmu, he was happy there,” said Wisnu soft. Unexpected, the hangout event as well as semi “triple date” can end with a chaotic atmosphere because of the actions of the cafe musicians. Means yes proverbial expression “for tilapia speck, broken milk next to it” *Eh.
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