THE MENTARY FOR THE ESTUARY
CHAPTER 20, ABOUT FEELINGS
After his meeting with Nico
that, Riana was being moody the entire time. It's really dizzy the same story
his love never settled. There used to be a toxic Rey, once again (until
now instead), there's Nico who loves him, but there's a difference of faith. Anya
sure, his Nico is not*eh. No, seriously, they really are
different beliefs. Also, why the kids use the nyusulin Riana event to
All jogja? You also know where Riana will spend the end of her year in
This Student City? What do-don't, Nico has hired an invisible spy
to watch her from a safe place without being discovered? Hiiii! Envisage
riana was horrified by herself. Why is his imagination so bad?
Maybe because of reading such stories often; married to the mafia, so
cold CEO wife, etc. The basic Riana. But that's not the problem now. What
did Nico already that crazy have a taste for him? Butbut wait... If it had been
at this stage, it is not love anymore, but obsession. Ow hell! Riana
so I shuddered to imagine it. He shuddered, to the door of his room
tapped with bars, he's not horrified.
“Mbaaaaak, woooooiii,
cepeeeeettt!”
“Eh tail dislodged...
Ganeeeessshhh's chat.... Can you not scream?” riana said annoyed
hurriedly opened the door of his room.
“Lagian mbak anyway, I already
half an hour standing here, ayooo, later late, Mas Muara same Mas Abhi already
wait below, tau..” Ganesh pursed his lips, hugging his brother.
Riana grinned, then rubbed her hair
little sister.
“Yes yes, sorry. This time, it's,
the wrong girl. Come on, get off..” said Riana while holding Ganesh's hand.
And Ganesh is pouting.
***
Sakura Hotell. Riana
he was confused as to why suddenly he could be here. But he remembered again,
yesterday, Muara was confused half dead because it did not have an additional player to
his appearance. Usually he is a draw here and there with various bands,
now he was told to bring his own band. Isn't keder? And on
finally, when he remembered that his four best friends could play all the music, he,
finally invited them (Riana, Vishnu, Ganesh and Abhi), to perform
together, for about three days.
“Sorry yes guys, this is reckless capital
really, I do not know anymore who to contact, who think the same
I'm the only four of you I remember, both pros are in the field of music..”.
said Muara while tidying up her appearance. Really, he's a mess
today; her face was haggard, her eyes red, for two nights in a row
friends to be invited to job and band together, it turns out that many are not
could. At the end of the year, everyone's slot job must be full.
“Just relax, Ra, pretty good too
anyway, spent money for the holidays, uh back to Jakarta bring more money
because tetiba dapet work..” Riana grinned. And his words immediately
followed by a nod of agreement from the three people who were also there.
“Big-big thanks to you, guys, guys,
the good people who came to be like the flood were so many, so unexpected, and
ngagetin. I'm relieved now.” The mouth rubbed his face. Eyebrightness
the one that was dim, now bright back. And Riana, always likes to look into those eyes.
“Ya, yuk prepare..”.
bring him. Everybody nods.
***
- Pov Abhi
“Do you know yourself
How much I am
wants you
My heart aches when
cognizant
Love you who
love on dia” (Yovie & Nuno, Demi Hati).
I sang a request song
from one of the hotel lounge visitors with all my heart. I don't know
why, Yovie & Nuno's last song is like a relatable to what
I feel it now. I don't know why, I suddenly felt, something strange now
it's happening to me.
I was weighing, playing
with a second thought, before I knew about something that was going on
right now, and who is the figure behind everything that feels dead-end and
confusing this. Riana, yes, Riana. It all started when I accidentally
met him a month ago, on a flight to Bali. Rianna,
a kind woman who invites flight attendant negotiations so that I can not sit down
away from him, to ease my journey. And this sweet woman
it was also the one who finally brightened my blurry day like a dark sky.
The figure that unfortunately – may not be reached. Who am I? Only
an imperfect figure who happens to be met and assisted by him on the day
that's. Wanting to grab it is like a chicken hoping to get it
flying as high as an eagle. It's not possible, it never will be. What else, now
there was a newcomer who was like stealing half his attention; Muara. Sakes
God, for the sake of the sky, for the sake of the galaxy and the universe. There is not one bit of right for me to
jealous of her. But how can it be? How come? Anyways, anyway,
this sense of insecure has attacked me so fiercely, Muara, obviously more
everything compared to me.
“Oh could this self be able to
change foam
Whitened
tapestry
Like pinta
what you say in the promise of love
Impossible too
to me reach the stars in the sky
Who am I
just ordinary people
All of that really
I can't afford to
It's my fault too
because she's in love
Insanity like you
I should have been
mirrored myself
Before the curtain
my heart opens
To love you”
***
The ending song for the night
this is still a request-an song from visitors; Buih So Tapadani, which
popularized by Malaysian music group – Exist, and now viral
back by Tri Asylum, Nabila Maharani, and Zidan, who reportedly, they all
also live in this Special Region. Thank God, the first day of the show
our impromptu runs quite smoothly, even though we are all (me, Muara, Muara,
Riana, Vishnu and Ganesh), have never been on stage and played together
preceding.
“Mas-mas..” call Ganesh.
interrupting my daydream.
“Why, Nesh?” ask me without
interests.
“Why did the closing earlier
it's like a damn dalem?” ask Ganesh while taking a position
sleeping next to me. Yes, we have returned to our hotel
stay overnight, along with Vishnu, Muara, and Riana who may also have been there
rooms each. Ganesh is in my room now. He said, it's been a long time
not talking to a blind person.
“Means?” i'm clarifying.
“Yes koyok sing piye yo... Ah
mbuh wes, tree sharks, duaaaleeeem really... Another heartbreak yes mas?”
“Hh... How about Nesh?” me
sigh. If I was honest with this child, how would the reaction be?
In fact, sing karepe is not pek iku mbakne dewe, aka that is no longer incer it
his mother, his sister he... Didn't you bother?
“Ngomongo... Just calm down, please,
confide in me, guaranteed safe 100 %..” disease with blind menmen ;
if the other person is restless, he will definitely make a story, but how
smooth-tasting. And this thing people can later be trusted what is not yes
thought recently. What matters is the story first.
“I like women again,
Nesh...” I started my story. Ganesh is still sleeping next to me, and
looks like he's listening.
“I've guessed... Not far
of this girl for sure... Continues?”
“Yah's... Such is. But I
I feel like he's like the sky is like the earth, like water is like oil, like
Dekisugi and Nobita, the difference is really tuh jauuuh... I'm kayak perasa
sassy aja nyimpen this feeling the same he..”.
“Mbak Riana?” guess Ganesh. I
stunned, then straightened my sitting position. How the hell does he know?
“I expected it, mas.”.
ganesh said, as if knowing my thoughts. Maddened. The child has a derivative
what psychic is it?
“Ma-Sorry, Nesh..” I said weakly.
Instead of getting angry, Ganesh laughed, then punched me softly in the arm
right next to him.
“Kok even apologized anyway? Grub
What's wrong Abhi? The feeling of like, or even love, belongs to everyone
the mas? Including me...” said Ganesh.
“No, gini you know, I feel
sassy for liking your sister, Nesh..” I made my remarks clear.
“Well, not if, for example
I agree how come on? Kan no papa you know mas, reasonable it tuh.” said Ganesh.
“Yes, it's natural for you because
we're same. But your father's konangan mrs piye? Isok in the mask me!” myrag. Ganesh
speechless. I think he thought something, too.
“Iya also mas... The problem
I'm a girl, older than me, that college kid.
The PPL student I accidentally met when he made an observation to
school for college work... But who made me the same as you, my mother
this student is like us, both visually impaired... Her name is Azkia, I
call her Ma'am Kiki..”
“Azkia Princess Madina?” my many. I
I feel familiar with that name.
“Iya, mas.”
“Heh, beef jerky... Iku lak
my sister mbiyen anyway, I used to study in Malang as well... Arek Ngalam is my boy?”
“La iyo mas, arek ndi maneh? Yo
wes iku tree..” Hahey! It turns out that this “mbulet” moment is not only experienced by
we - we who are reunited with someone by the universe
intentionally, but also for the visually impaired who circle so and
so-so.
“Yes yes, if so
there is a chance, try to talk to her sister Ri, let's be relieved. The problem
feeling like it must not be good, right? I used to be the same Kiki
that is, even though in the end it was not accepted anyway, because he nagged me
as a younger brother. Anyway, soon enough to marry the man, already
applied, graduated, continued marriage while teaching. He said the one who was sleeping was his sister
from his supervisor what it is..”.
“Anjir, no pain
your feelings?” many reflexes.
“Yes hurt, but I want to
how again? Anyway, my feelings for Mbak Kiki are not strong-strong very, not like
same with my brother now, his name is Hani. He's a new student of music boy,
cantiiik deh, and the same blind as well. Well, the guy's calling like.
Yes, yes, happy reflection. If I have advice, better talk
rather than not at all, continue the fall to become ill yourself.” said Ganesh.
hurried to the table, took his cell phone. I lay down, facing
different directions while covering the side of the head with a pillow. And for
next, the silence of our room was filled with the chattering of Ganesh with a
the girl across the phone. They exchange jokes, and occasionally, they,
throw romantic words at each other too. Huh, you fucking cunt!
(BBC).
