The Story of Sigma Men
41. The third debate
~ There is no way out to avoid something, except thinking. _ Thomas Alva Edison's
That afternoon showed her beautiful harmony. Blue sky graces the universe. The sun goes to the western horizon.
The white clouds show the charm of beauty. The lake of human design was wide. Wind gusts were slow.
The calm water was small waves. The twilight sun spills yellowish rays. The calmness in the water felt thunderous spirit.
The eyes that looked at him were all blown away. Enjoy the day at the beginning of the night. Many pairs of eyes dissolve in an appetizing view.
Rani did not tire of looking at the lake in front of her. He stuck out his eyes. He put words in his soul.
Literary lovers like him really love aesthetic value. He leaned his back on a spruce.
Zahid sat down to bend his knees. Green grass became their seat. Only one and a half meters away they were with the lake water.
“What do you think of the figure of Bambang Widhya SP who memotori gapit theater?”
“I don't know. You think?” reply Zahid flat.
“He was a prolific scriptwriter and director. Anyway, his repertoire offers new, fresh, and horrendous creativity. I salute him that....
The works raised on the stage contain the teachings of life, the wisdom of the small people, to the noble teachings that are popular in society....
His work that has been staged in the gapit theater is among them: brug, suk-suk peng, rol, leng, tuk and dom.”
Zahid muttered again.
“He is a very great literary figure.”
“Can't discuss literary issues anymore?”
Zahid looked out over the wide circular lake. Disenchanted with literary rantings, he switched the conversation.
“See which there it is!”
“Mana?” Rani dingukan's.
Zahid threw his index finger. From a distance there was a small boat circling the lake. There was a sound heard.
“Kok sound music sounds clear yes?” ask Zahid.
“Volume sound is large, so it sounds all the way here.”
“Any. Though far.”
“Hmm... why think of it?”
“For what?! That matters. Not because of the large volume of sound we can hear it, but because the lake is round circular. Keep the wind and water waves that carry the sound vibrations up to here.”
“Can be.”
“Well. Later because the ship is behind the building like the dock then the sound will shrink. Watch!”
The ship in the middle of the lake continued to accelerate, until it headed to the edge of the lake, right in the direction of two hours from their seat. And sure enough, the sound of music from the ship was almost inaudible when behind the dock.
“Wah. Is correct. His voice is shrinking,” Rani said. She's stunned. Not much of a basic change from Zahid's face.
“Zahid, have you ever been in love?” rani Sigh.
“Emm. You?”
“I...”
Rani dodged Zahid's hand. She brushed her own hair. “Come,” Rani continued.
“What now?”
“Macudmu?”
“Ha ha ha ha.”
It's like Squidward's next to Rani.
“Weird base! O yes, where is your promise?”
“Which one?”
“Eh, pretend not to know anymore,” Rani said spoiledly. “Zahid, if you don't keep your promise, I won't apologize!”
“Kok there must be any requirement if you want to forgive me. After all that time was just a small mess, forget it!”
The tub is cutting the sponge, with Rani gently punching Zahid's cheek. He's playing Zahid. The tongue was answered with a smile.
“What?! You said it was just a small matter and forget it. You made fun of literature and mocked me. That's a big deal!”
“It turns out true that the woman is very high in sensitivity,” said Zahid straightforwardly.
“Where's the poem?”
“No!” answer Zahid tawar.
“Come Zahid!” force Rani spoiled.
“I have come #that time in Gebyar Language and Literature?”
“Yes, that's the first condition. Now where are the terms of both?”
“No, Rani. I mind. I can't afford.”
“Hmmm... could you be the same as me?”
Zahid tried to catch those pretty eyes. But, those pretty eyes were slammed in the other direction. Zahid couldn't download it.
“Holled yes?”
Rani crum. He drowned his face. Her hair was moving forward.
“Rani,” whispered Zahid. Why cover your face like that? Rani, are you tired of seeing the two beauties here?”
“Whispering!”
“What a beautiful.” says Zahid tease.
However, really, Zahid put on a dull expression. He does not like beauty.
In fact, he did not know beauty as well as not knowing the culture of the people inland Africa.
“There is a beautiful lake. And, one more beauty of his handsome man beside you,” seduce Zahid again.
Rani is still silencing. Her hair covered her sweet face. Zahid tries to pull the hair away, but Rani's hand hits him.
“The water is really beautiful huh?” Zahid is back to flirting.
“Whisper once anyway!” rani Benthic.
“Look at that cloud...it's beautiful."
Rani mute.
“Tree... grass..wind.”.
Rani locks lips.
“Rainbow... Melodramatic."
Rani sneers.
“Woah! Look at that one over there. Really... stunning.”
“Hei scientists failed!” said Rani. He still bent his knees and drowned his face. “You don't know about beauty. So, don't need a lot of bacots!”
Zahid heard that voice so loud.
“Ran,” greet Zahid slowly.
“Aggrrhh... just interrupt!”
Zahid wondered what was behind that jet hair. She wondered to herself, was Rani really sulking and upset?
Ah, it's impossible! He was jolly, he thought.
“Rani, I've created a poem for you.”
“No need!”
The impact made Zahid flustered as if wondering where the end of the world was. He's just getting bingsal.
“You're really mad, Ran?” ask Zahid slowly.
“You're evil!”
“I'm handsome.”
“Any!”
“Come, Ran. I want to see that sweet face of yours. Don't bend it like that!”
“Shut!”
Zahid thought that Rani was really angry with him because she could not recite a poem.
However, if Zahid knew it, there would be a sweet smile on Rani's lips. Really, a jolly person like Rani can't just be so angry. He was just pretending to sulk.
He really hopes that Zahid–, the anti-aesthetic that–, becomes fond of literature and beauty. He hoped that Zahid could recite a poem.
“Try reading your poem now!”
“Eee... now?” zahid was confused.
“Iya. Otherwise, I'm home!”
“How about you first read. After you are new I. Okay?”
“Eh! Even send back!”
“Poemissions...”
“Come quickly! I count to ten."
“I'm sorry, Rani. I can't. I don't like poetry.”
“If you don't like poetry, then you don't like me.”
“This is another stupid theory. What's the relationship between you and poetry?”
“Serah!”
“Stop other terms only. Meningan I just splash into this lake instead of reading poetry.”
“You're a jerk. Therefore do not like mocking literature!”
“Ya sorry, sa... the.”
Suddenly Rani with her carefree face immediately widened her gaze right towards Zahid's eyes. He immediately pinched Zahid's hand.
“Iiiihhh... what did you say earlier?” rani swishing spoiled.
Zahid flashed a smile. His face was cheerful. He's keenness. His body took a hold of the tickle of Rani.
“Sayang. Say...”
“Iiihh...” said Rani disconnected.
Rani throws and lands her index finger right on Zahid's lips, so that Zahid's lips are locked.
Zahid. He held Rani's hand. Take that hand. But, Rani did not want to be treated like that, she pulled her hand as if she was sure that it was really her hand.
Zahid. Their eyes meet.
“Release, Zahid!”
“No!”
“Sakiiittt!” rani Sigh.
“I'll let go, but I didn't read the poem yes.”
“No!”
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Rani struggling. He tried to fight against Zahid's strong hand. But, the more he pulled her hand, the stronger Zahid held her back.
The wind was fiercely licking their skin. Rani's long hair decomposes and there's a hemisphere in the middle of it becoming fluttered.
His strands were thrown on Zahid's shoulders. Rani was slightly pushed to the side after Zahid pulled her hard.
Their bodies chime together, almost embracing. Rani quickly pushed Zahid hard.
If the two strong hands did not support him, Zahid would fall on the grass. And, once again Rani is pinning down Zahid.
Rani sighed, then said, “Let's quickly read the poem! Already given more than one week, still can not?!”
“Ya what else if you can't? Everything becomes difficult if forced.”
Rani rested her body on the tree trunk, while Zahid again allowed her seat as before.
“Zahid, do you know what aesthetic is?” ask the woman wearing the pink shirt.
“Entah. It's hard for me to understand. I'm more inclined to logic, ” replied Zahid.
“If you don't understand beauty, how can you feel the meaning of love?”
“Love?!”
“Yes. How can you feel love?”
“If I feel comfortable nearby, I feel love.”
“Only that you can understand love. I thought you were a great thinker when you saw that serious face of yours. Hahahaha..”.
“Badness!”
“You must think often, Zahid. But, occasionally you also have to use your heart to feel something, to feel love and beauty.”
“Yes, I often think. But, strangely enough a lot of people underestimate about thinking. Most people think that thinking is only for people who have many problems in life....
They are so wrong. They should have used their wits to find the truth value.”
The average person who is successful and valuable is a person who wants to think, a person who wants to use his mind...
Look at people who don't want to think. Most of them live hard lives and will not succeed. They get caught up in booze, drugs and drugs.
They are often wrong in their lives. They were drifting in the sparkling of the mortal world. They strayed....
It is not wrong what Henry Ford once said: Thinking is hard work because that is why very few people want to use their minds.
Also what Plato said: Thinking and thinking is an extraordinary pleasure and the most precious happiness.”
“Eh, why are you talking so much now?”
Zahid drew his face closer to Rani
“Rani, I love you.”
“What?! I didn't hear wrong?” rani said while holding her ear.
“I said, I love you.”
“NOT ROMANTIC!”
Without looking at her, Rani slapped Zahid's cheek softly.
“Lantas. I have to how?”
“Read me a love poem!”
“I can't.” replied Zahid firmly.
“Not to say love then! Now I'm asking you. Do you think it's love?”
Zahid took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly.
“Love,” says Zahid as wise. “Love it came with suddenly without me asking. Love comes without me forcing it. Love is like energy, it cannot be created.”
“Only that? How quaint! You can't read poetry. You don't know beauty either. Though Einstein once said: The task of science, among others, to find the beauty of nature.”
Rani smiled disdainfully and raised her eyebrows upwards.
“Hei Science Fancier! Why silent?”
“Indeed Einstein once said what is it?” Zahid.
“Hahaha... It is very unnatural for an admirer who does not know what his idol has ever said.”
Zahid. She's shy. Rani gets Zahid's pouting face. Rani's face looked completely disdainful.
“Hmmm... suck!”
It was as if burning the contents of Zahid's soul niche. He was completely provoked by the situation. Zahid took out a piece of paper from his bag.
Then he gave it to Rani. Rani received the paper. He wondered what the paper was.
Rani's smile is swallowed by her curiosity rate which reaches *******. He sighed. At once he saw Zahid's face that was barely expressionless.
A pen draws the word
On paper means
Without a tongue to say
Ornamental sentences arranged
I write it for the beloved
From a little heart full of stories
Love for you woman
We are in love together
Oh you... Rani Pradita
A moment later Rani leaned her back limply on the tree trunk. Heart's pounding. His breathing was tight, gasping. Eyes glazed.
His face was soaring in amazement. He was amazed by the words he had read. He held the piece of paper in his chest.
Then he darkened his gaze, shadowing the man's face. The words roll in his mind.
His heart is watered by the romantic water of romance through beautiful verses.
Rani silently pondered the reading that was still creeping in her little heart. Not satisfied, he re-read the book.
He really felt it all the way to his heart. At that moment he smiled to himself.
While Zahid could only be stunned to witness that moment. She drifted to highlight a very happy girl.
It was the first time Zahid had made a literary work. Rani was so proud of that poem.
For days Rani tried to get Zahid to love literature. For days he forced Zahid to make a poem for him.
And for this very impressive Sunday afternoon, for this unforgettable moment, he had a great result.
Now, he's reading a poem written by a man who used to hate literature.
“Almost one week I'm sleep deprived thinking that.”
Sontak Rani widened her gaze towards Zahid's eyes. Zahid got those sparkling eyes. He thought it was an impression of love.
“Zahid, is that right? You made this for me?”
“Sure. Who else if not for you, Rani Pradita?”
“Thank you. It's new romantic!” rani shouted excitedly.
Zahid stroked Rani's hair, this time there was no halauan. Zahid was more and more fond of approaching the person he admired so much: a beautiful and elegant woman.
Another thing that makes Zahid limp: Rani likes to wear a long rooster.
Rani put on a happy face.
He was washed away in the warm embrace, feeling his long hair groping and still clutching the paper.
“This life is like a flower where love becomes honey.”
Rani smiled crisply recording that flat voice.
“That's Victor Hugo.”
“Victor Hugo?!” rani said dumbstruck. “He's the famous Writer right?”
Zahid mangosteen slowly. Then he put his body on the grass. He made rani's thighs a pillow for his head. He sniffed the pungent scent of jasmin.
“Zahid, now, do you know what love means?”
“I don't understand very well. But now I feel it. I'm comfortable. No need for theory. No need formula. Like axiom.”
“Why do you love me?” ask Rani spoiled.
“As long as there is love, there is no need for more celebration. That's Einstein.” said
Zahid stared vertically. Right before his eyes was the face of a literary angel. While the one being stared at was just nailing, busy permeating the taste that permeated his heart.
“Already yes, Zahid. Let's eat first. I made you your favorite food. Gurame burn. I made it special for you. It's already in the food container, in the bag. I'll get you.”
“Let's go, Rani. I'm still comfortable like this.”
Zahid brushed his eyes shut, soaking in the warm romance of affection and love. Every breath feels the vibrations of love.
The beautiful and elegant woman floated in his mind. His heart was showered with the charm of a Rani Pradita.
The western sky is turning yellow. Sunlight still smears their skin. The wind swept them away in an aura of love.
Their story is shrouded in the beauty of twilight, the night began to lurk at the end of the afternoon.
“Nature...”.
Rani heard that voice. Then he looked at the person who spoke.
“Nature saves a lot of wisdom and lessons. We have much to learn from nature. In nature there are values of truth and values of beauty....
Nature is scientific. Nature is beautiful. Now, I realize those values. All about nature....
All about truth. All about beauty. And all about love.”
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