The Toga Rahayu

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Suddenly our eyes just met.

We were silent for a while, so fascinated by the sight that was in plain sight.

I can't turn around anymore. My body felt the same way as when we first met. This heart is back beating fast.

Only Andika can make me like this.

Yes mas Andika the owner of my heart completely, even the boisterous voice in the room did not sound at all as if it just vanished.

Even I forgot if there was another woman next to him.

Sure enough I feel in this room there are only Rahayu and Andika.

"Oh my prince, do I still deserve to miss you?".

My body is shaking more and more like my bones are not able to hold my own body weight.

I'm still the same Rahayu.

Rahayu was helpless when she was near Andika.

“Hay how long ago no news”. There was the sound of one of Andika's friends greeting and holding her shoulder.

“My news is fine, you yourself how?”. It seems so Ma Andika's answer because I was far from where she was and did not hear her words.

The arrival of one of Andika's friends cut off our eye contact. For a moment Andika rejoined her friends and exchanged stories.

You ask me what's in there?

Yes I Puspita Rahayu can only sit sweetly in the back seat without any friends coming with me. I was busy with my own thoughts thinking about and guessing who that woman was?

I could only look at Andika from a distance. Every now and then our eyes meet when I want to go to him, but unfortunately I lost quickly with some women who also want to be close to Dika mas.

In my heart ask what mas Andika already has a lover?.

Is Andika already married?

I do not want to waste the opportunity today, I want to ask him to speak many things to say an infinite thank you for all the goodness and help during his time in Malang.

Does Andika still want to hear it?.

Event after event continues, there are welcomes from the committee, welcome from some lecturers who were invited to this alumni meeting. I don't know what they say I don't understand. Everything the committee said evaporated just like that my mind was full of Andika.

By ten o'clock the event was over, I started to panic because until the event was over I had not had time to express my feelings to Andika mas, andika, let alone want to talk a lot of things say hello there is no opportunity because of the many friends who want to talk to him.

Not satisfied with the alumni meeting, some people proposed to karoke together. Not all alumni who participate there are only a few. Most of those who participated were in the 2010 generation.

I ventured to come along who knows later andika also come, great hope to be able to talk to him today after waiting for several years.

Of all the participants only fifteen women and ten men remained who continued to follow karoke together.

You ask if I can karoke to dare to join the pickle?

Of course not, I'm that I've never entered a karaoke room before this is only part of the method to be able to meet with Andika mas.

Surely in accordance with what I expected Andika mas also enliven this karaoke. A karaoke event together in the same place is still one hotel just a different room.

Again the woman also attended this karaoke event, so who exactly is she?.

The first song was opened by one of Andika's friends who sang the song oplosan. Then followed by several other friends alternately singing according to the seat we occupied. After a while, it was my turn to sing.

“Please want to sing what?”. Ask one of the friends who came I myself do not know him as well as he called me by the name “mbak”.

“Sorry I can't sing”, I said by giving a mick to the person next to me.

“Should sing as much as possible, even children's songs are okay?”. The man forced back.

“My voice is bad for the others just”. I tried to avoid giving an excuse.

“Oh can't who comes here following pickled karoke session means ready karaoke yok gas please”. The man gave me his mic again.

Finally inevitably I sing, I don't care if the voice that will appear later anyway this room is impermeable and they no one knows me. I ventured to pick up the mick and sing.

“I miss you”.

“Do you love me?”.

“I'm sorry I ran away from reality”.

“Not because I don't have affection”

“I'm sorry I tried running”

“Because someday you will understand”

“Why just a snap “

“I feel beautiful with you”.

The sound of applause was heard in the room either because my voice was good or I didn't care, throughout singing I continued to look towards Andika mas as well as Andika mas who several times looked at me even though there was another woman next to her.

The karaoke event took place very festively all who were there really enjoyed the second more private event. The late night is getting warmer.

Some of the men who came seemed to start drinking while the women were busy with singing along as they pleased.

Moments later one of the alumni members who came to play one song to dance in pairs.

Some drunk men seem to attract women as they please to dance. This is what I just saw before, I started to feel uncomfortable and there was a fear of having to refuse if anyone invited me to dance.

According to what I thought, a man pulled me to dance, he was drunk.

I fell silent not to return the hand I was afraid.

“If you want to be ustadzah do not join events like this, here where to have fun”.Said me.

I did not dare to answer a single word, as soon as someone came to approach us.

“You'd better dance with him”. The man handed over one drunk woman to be equally drunk.

Yes that woman is the woman who came with Andika mas earlier.

And the man who helped me just now was Andika.

“Mas Dika”. Without a word dika quickly pulled out of the karaoke room, the majority of the contents were drunk all.

Mas Andika pulled my hand and took me to the hotel park.