The Preferred Priest Candidate

Travel Buddies

Nana stole a look at the middle-aged woman who was in one seat with her. Want to say hello, but worry will interfere. The woman seemed to be busy with her phone.

This mother looks very fashionable, not less the same as the young. Nana shook her head, feeling amazed.

Feeling observed continuously, the woman turned her eyes to Nana, smiling. Nana who, like being caught wet, can only return the smile directed at her.

" Mom alone?" Uh, Mom did you call him. Nana shuts her mouth, worried that she might have mispronounced him.

" This is my mother alone. Is this adek?" Relieved, the woman who was next to him discussed herself as the mother of Nana.

" I am too. That's why my sister was worried because this is the first time I've traveled far alone." Nana explained.

" Yes later if we stop together, how?" Of course Nana agreed wholeheartedly.

Such was the initial conversation that had a long tail with stories about each other.

The night began to approach, the bus began to move out of the ship that had swallowed its body in the port of Bakauheni. Feet are sore because it is dipake to walk in the dex of the ship demanding to be saved. Nana pulls the seat lever to lift the foot pad and adjust the position of the seat backrest so that it is comfortable to sleep.

One hour later he fell asleep, now he is awake. The voice of the phone that indicates incoming messages continues to sound, like you want to invite him to a storm. Checked on a cell phone that had disturbed his sleep. But still not to be silent.

" This is a message!" Nana who is still covered in drowsiness disables the ringing of her cellphone, so as not to disturb others.

Viewed chat application that shows red writing, 300 plus in the top corner. Seen a chat group alumni of his High School class, who did not know when he was registered as a member. As well as some private chats that are like the ranks of the former. Because judging from his profile photo is indeed the former Nana and others are men who have expressed love to him. Isn't it strange for a beautiful girl with an attractive personality like Nana, if she has a lot of love from the men around her.

" Say, where are you?" " Sorry..banget"

" Because I've entered your number in our alumni group." " I'm tired of running into crazy guys who keep asking for your existence, Say." " Make my life not calm." Rows of chat from Nana's close friend from Junior High, Ningsih. Who happens to also enter the same SMA as Nana.

Pantes aja my number until spread kayak gini. Nana told Ningsih to keep her phone number a secret. Because Nana wants to open a new page in her hometown.

After replying to the chat from Ningsih, Nanapun opened one by one chat that simultaneously entered his phone. Maybe his phone had lost the signal, causing incoming messages to accumulate.

Of all the chats, it contained questions about his current whereabouts. Because tonight there is a gathering at one of Nana's friend's houses, in order to party farewell High School. And also heartbroken messages from the ex and the guy who is still expecting it. Because of Nana's departure without saying goodbye.

And one more number that Nana memorizes every number in her sequence. It was the number of Nana's most beautiful ex. The only ex who can last up to a year at his side, and the only one who dared to say the word break up to him a year ago. She is Nana's senior in High School, which makes Nana determined not to be involved in dating relationships anymore.

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The bus ride by Nana stopped at the restaurant, at dawn. Nana was wailing without regard to the view from beside the seat. Nana was tired, because all night she stayed up late to reply to chat messages that entered on her phone.

" Down yuk..." Take it from Nana's travel buddy. Nana opened her eyes, preparing to go down.

" Nana's gonna take a shower, Mom. Like everyone else at prayer, so don't get too queued to the bathroom." Although the weather is cold, Nana is desperate to take a bath in this hour. For the sake of being able to expel the sleepiness that is still attached to his eyes.

" Let's have breakfast, deck." Nana's traveling companion, faithfully waiting for her from the bath to finish praying in the mosque.

" Sorry yes, Mom. I've been waiting for Nana for a long time." Finish packing prayer supplies

In the spirit of Nana took her travel companion who was more than fifty-five years old, to the restaurant.

Notice one by one the menus presented at the buffet table. Nana, who is an egg lover, scoops two balado eggs at once into her plate. Coupled young papaya stir-fry with coconut milk sauce, making the hot rice is not visible anymore. Because the rice taken by Nana is not much. Nana's warm tea chose to accompany her breakfast menu.

Nana heads to the cashier's desk, showing her the food she took, "How much, mbak?" Ask the cashier while taking out his wallet.

" Have warm tea, so all thirty-five thousand, deck..."

Nana took the money out of the wallet but was prevented by her travel companion, "You sit there, the food let me pay." He pointed to the table where he placed the food.

" It's okay, Mom... Nana paid for herself."

" It's not papa. I want to buy you." Smiling reassured Nana

" Thank you, ma'am." Nana's sincere. When walking together to leave the restaurant, to the bus that has given a signal to continue the journey.

" Yes, don't bother." Travel friends, laughing at the attitude of Nana who looks shy because she has accepted the treaty.

The bus was back on the road. Nana covered her body with slimut, bribed the name of the bus she was riding. The fresh body because it was just cleaned, and the stomach was busy digesting breakfast made Nana want to increase her sleeping hours.

Nana woke up peering out from behind the windshield curtains of a speeding bus. The sun was stinging, like piercing his eyeballs that had just been awake from sleep.

Nana looked at the watch in her hand, the short needle showing the number of tenths. Nana took the phone, opened the GPS to find out its position and how much longer it took to get to the city of Semarang. The town where he promised to meet Sholeh, who would pick him up to return home.