The Toga Rahayu

Semester Holidays

Surely the voice that is not foreign to me to hear, the voice of Dika and Mbak Eki apparently they are arguing whether the problems they are facing. I tried to get myself closer to the room.

Suddenly the sound of Eki's mbak turned into a sobbing cry followed by Dika mas who directly came out of the room. The atmosphere of the quiet second floor increasingly looks gripping.

Is that really the problem of the life of a couple who are dating?, it seems quite heavy, I quickly got up and left the place before Eki saw me and added to the misunderstanding between us.

***

Two weeks passed the semester exam was finished already, for two weeks anyway I never saw mas Dika roam the campus. Maybe because of the exam period so there are no meaningful activities while on campus.

Since his quarrel with mbak Eki some time ago my communication with mas Dika as if clogged. Every night I would wait for a message to come in from him hoping he would send a message or ask me how I was doing.

I don't have the slightest courage to start contacting Dika's mas first, I feel like I've been a bully between them even though I realize more than a hundred percent if Dika just thinks of me as a friend and her sister alone there can be no gap in her heart for a person the village boy.

I still play my fingers open and close text messages there, my fingers really very itchy want to ask the news?, my attention moved I tried to open facebook looking for news dika mas there, dika, I didn't expect more I just wanted to know what he was doing and where he was now that's all.

I've tried to find out about it on Facebook social media but it seems to have been inactive because the last time he made status was a year ago.

Not to waste the opportunity that there I just keep opening photo albums on the facebook page mas Dika quite a bit treat the taste of kangen I think.

There are some photos of Dika mas who still use the uniform SMA looks very funny with a hairstyle like vocalist kangen band that once hit in his time equipped with a style of pants that go down and down with a very large belt, it feels like I want to justify the shape of the pants like that.

Seen there is a picture of him with his parents looks very harmonious family, his family, dika handsome mas apparently inherited the face of the mother is very beautiful both very similar just different sex. I smiled at the thought of being part of their family.

The more up I found a photo of Dika mas coupled with Eki mbak using a t-shirt with a light blue tone. When viewed from any point of view they look very harmonious like a prince and princess. I smiled wryly looking at this photo how can I a poor village girl who wants to replace the position of mbak Eki. When viewed from various angles any field seems to be indeed not worth it.

“You're just a dream for me”

The more I found the big family photos, it seemed like two big families were having a meeting. Ku Pandangi one by one the photos there are mas Dika mbak Eki flanked with a pair of middle-aged lungs. The old man dika and it looks like this old man mbak Eki because their faces are similar. It turned out that it was the relationship between Dika and Mbak Eki.

Stalking is a way to get to know in prestige the more I tear apart the contents of the album Dika mas, the more broken my heart also see the reality that exists.

***

The morning came to say hello when it had started the semester break, I was getting bored of no meaningful activities that I could do. During the semester break like this atmosphere of boarding and campus is getting quiet because all students can be sure to go home.

During a semester break like this my status changed from a student to my boarding school ash. I don't mind it anyway it's also halal work. Because during the school holidays I could not sell molen and donuts so I helped cook my boarding mother to survive here.

I began to open the refrigerator to prepare some food that I will cook today, the father of the boarding house ordered to be made anointing complete with salted fish, tempeh and peyek. It is a little difficult to cook and takes a long time.

“Yu take his cooking for you to eat also”, the sound of the sound of a boarding mother coming to me while in the kitchen.

“No need to bu thank you”, I said while subduing my body. Without saying as much as usual when I helped cook the boarding house immediately took the food as complete as they ate.

“Bring for breakfast, your friend is out waiting long enough”

I was astonished to hear the words of the boarding mother who said there was a friend waiting in front of me, it's nothing but I don't have enough friends here and the average friend of mine has gone home all enjoying a semester break.

I quickly ran ahead to a friend who was said to be looking for me. I was surprised to see his back.

“Mas Dika? Is that really you?, I quickly ran up to him did I dream.

“Mas Dika?”, call me to her she immediately turned her smile fluffy looking look dimples her cheeks on one of the cheeks make more sweet.

“Hay how are you doing?”, the first time he said to me.

“I'm good mas healthy”, I replied it feels like I want to ask her a lot of things but as usual I was nervous and my mouth was locked very tightly.

“Kangen is not the same me?”, what kind of question do I want to answer kangen once, kangen pake really but really want to put where my face is.

“Notah”, I replied flatly.

“This what? your cooking?” without excuse Dika took my lunch box earlier “make me ya”.

“Emang want? The cuisine of the villagers, no chicken tau meat was anointing the same peyek and tempe menjeng”, I tried to explain to the Dika mas before tasting the food.

“Prepare first there, let's go for a walk, I want this breakfast”. Without proper questioning and consideration I quickly headed to the room to change clothes. Still with the same clothes, which I usually use when going out with Dika mas.

“Cantiknya”, praise Dika when coming to him.

“Mas mbak Eki know if we want to go for a walk now?”.

“Do what permission or say goodbye first to him, I have broken up with dia”, very lightly dika answer my question.

“Find your friend dong who is beautiful and kind, who knows if anyone wants to be the same I do not feel good to be single like this, or what if you are the only one who is my girlfriend now?”