The Tomboy's

Fiza: Meet the Sucks Guys

I've just finished cooking dinner for bokap. I called the bokap who was watching television, but I'm sure my bokap was not focused on the television shows he saw.

It's sad I saw a boy like that. I am the unemployed one so feel increasingly meaningless.

"Sir, dhahar rumiyin!"

(sir, eat first!)

I am ngingetin my bokap. Bokap turned his head, without saying much he walked towards the dining table.

During the meal, I kept quiet more. That's how my family is. I just live alone with my dad. My mother died when I was in Elementary School.

The beginning of when I had to live my life as an orphan was quite heavy. Bokap I had stamped because it was left by the woman he loved so much. Every time I see my face that looks like my late mother, I always cry.

That's why I feel more comfortable androgynous style, meaning that my bokap do not keep my mother.

To cheer my bokap heart, as his son I diligently nemenin bokap I fishing, playing kite, or competing in his favorite tennis sport. Because of the frequent activities of the adam that I feel if I am not a daughter. I just became a real girl just when I was menstruating. Hais even confided. What is it - what if I vent?

Okay, finally my life and my bokap back to running normally, let alone my bokap business selling clothes - batik clothes at Klewer market quite smoothly. Until finally the tough test came back on my family. My bokap batik kiosk ran out unnoticed when Klewer market experienced a fire. I remember when I was in 2nd semester.

Though at that time, I was in the spirit - her spirit became a student of the Faculty of Letters majoring in Javanese Language. The frequent hanging out in Klewer market which is adjacent to the Surakarta palace environment, makes me steady to learn the mother tongue. Complete with all its attributes including nyinden and become Niyaga aka play gamelan.

Because my bokap business collapsed, I had to willing DO from campus. I can't bear to say I owe more and more. Anyway, at that time, I and I almost committed suicide together. Fortunately I know Bobby the son of the Faculty of Economics who is auditioning to find the vocalist of the band. From there I can make money to eat and pay PLN plus PDAM accounts.

But you know yourself, being a local band that only performs in events - events do not routinely make us have to rack our brains so that they can still exist.

Sometimes me and Bobby and the gank busses from one bus to the other. Starting from the bus major Solo - Semarang. Solo - Jakarta. Until the majors of Jogja - Surabaya we jabanin. Sometimes we also bus in the city, if we happen to be lazy to crawl between cities. I'm a housewife, man!

That's where we met the owner of Black Cat. He was impressed with us as we busked, then asked us to perform live at Black Cat every Saturday and Sunday. True - true fortune of a righteous child.

By the way, I remember, man! It's a Saturday. I had to play in Black Cat. My feeling is bad - bad taste.

Because - because I snatched with Bobby, I immediately went home. Bobby forgot to remind me. Spechless him if there are mothers - like me angry and nagging - nagging, because in feel diomelin Rayya who always charge him so that the pass cepetan aka subtle innuendo so that Bobby hunted propose to Rayya. Sorry, Bob! I'm disgraceful, lo. But yeah how else? The poor man's happiness is when he can meet his fellow people suffering you know?

"Sir, the rumiyin medal!"

(Sir, I'm out first!")

"Wangsul jam sewelas. Pageripun mercy is locked, sir!"

(I came home at eleven. The fence is not locked, sir!)

After getting the permission of Mr. Arbani, Malik, I immediately took the key of the motorbike butut and went to Black Cat. On the way I met Gilang the drummer Bobby and the gank. Apparently he got a mandate to pick me up.

"Gue thought you forgot!"

"Sorry, brother! I'll have to cook first to eat my pussy!"

"Buying for a cell phone! Let's if Lo late gini, just call or text Lo aja!"

I'm just grinning. I used to have a hengpong. Nopia a million people. But I've sold because I want to pay arrears of electricity and water accounts.

Since then, I have never had a cell phone. Because every time I have more money, I save it to prepare to pay for household needs. I also enjoy not having that thing.

I'm at Black Cat. The atmosphere is already very crowded. I really see the enthusiasm of our fans who are yel yel - yel yelling my name. At times like this I can momentarily let go of the burden of life.

Without taking off my jacket, I went straight to the stage. The sound of the girls screaming hysteria called my name, like an opium that made me feel happy.

Gilang drumming indicates we are ready to perform tonight.

"Bobber where's the sound...?"

I shouted at the audience and greeted their cheers. Then the intro of Avril's song began to play.

I started singing, screaming, and jumping. I feel free and free. No matter how sweat soaks my body, no matter my throat hurts, and I don't care if I'm sick.

"There's a talent scout who wants to meet all of us!"

Bobby's face looked bright. Yes, he is the best person to be an artist. Until college alone do not graduate - graduate. I feel sorry for Rayya Bobby's girlfriend. Dating since High School, but status hanged. Sent no, married also not sure when the date.

We were invited to meet Mas Lanang. Mas Lanang is the manager of my favorite band, Annoying. The band had to change guitarists, because the guitarist Ersa long decided to retreat from the entertainment world.

I and my friends were asked to meet Mas Lanang who seemed to be sitting in one corner of Black Cat. It turned out that Mas Lanang was with a friend of his. His friend was cute anyway, unfortunately doyan play with flirtatious women who like to find prey in nightclubs. Because when my friends and I were there, his friend mas Lanang was already stuck with a cabe - cabean.

Duh, so not good, right, me? Moreover, his friend Mas Lanang looked at me with a mocking look. The minder directly covers me. Shit! I hate this condition the most.

"Aw.. You're flirty!"

The voice of the cabe - the cabe who sat docked to his friend mas Lanang slightly disturbed the conversation between Bobby and the gank and mas Lanang. Didn't know it was the girl.

I feel uncomfortable because - because his friend mas Lanang staring at me with a murderous gaze. Until it creeps, I have my feathers. I have nothing wrong with him. Or don't - don't he feel rivaled by my appearance when on stage earlier huh? I tried not to stare at his friend Mas Lanang.

"Bob, Lo aja who chat with mas Lanang yes, I unplug first. Usual... There's a curfew!" I also resigned myself.

Although my look is not much different from the guys near me, but my heart melow, Sob! Besides, I promised the bokap to come home at eleven. I don't want to jump over the fence. You see, I was afraid of a neighbor who was patrolling and thought I was burglar. Don't want it, yaw!

"Ala. work at the club and have a curfew. Really nanggung. Afraid of teasing a guy? Anybody wants to bother, Lo!"

His friend mas lanang nyolot. Duh Gusti Alloh... I have a sin what the hell? Today twice I am insulted by your fellow creatures. Last afternoon humiliated alay chick. Now insulted by the guy who feels himself the most cute. Sad to akyu's heart. Hiks.. I look at his friend mas Lanang with the gaze of my eagle eyes.

I try to be cool. Prospective artists in the future must be mentally strong, Sob! With a jumawa I reply to the words of the handsome pretentious guy but mengulud julid it.

"Gue is just not comfortable with a guy who wants to kill me because I feel jealous I'm more valued by girls than he is!"

The experience that yesterday - yesterday, I also had time in julid in the same guy who envies me gegara my girl fans more than him. The guy I mean is Kai, Blurry Eyes vocalist who is a real guy but every gig he actually dressed up the opposite of me aka he even wears a tassel dress - tassel. The world's upside down, mah.

His friend Mas Lanang glared at me. That means my guess, right? He felt I was his rival in attracting the attention of women. Aw aw aw. Before I actually laugh in front of his friend mas Lanang who seems to have been a bit - a bit drunk, I have to immediately pull, Sob!

"Yuk ah, I unplug. Whatever the outcome of tonight's conversation I'm going with you!"

Fortunately my friends tolerate me, so without much protest, I can take a leisurely stroll to go home first

When I just started my motorbike. I was surprised because suddenly his friend mas Lanang was standing against my motorcycle.

"It turns out my rival is just riding a butut bike!"

The face of Mas Lanang's friend smiled mockingly. I have to be in my heart. Males I serve drunk people, and even I'm the wretched.

"What a business, Lo!"

"Then, I don't have to worry about losing competitiveness with Lo!"

His friend Mas Lanang humored my head. Fortunately, my head was sheltered.

Geez! This guy really does not want to lose pamor. I have to be patient. It's hard to get drunk. And I just pray for the steadfastness of faith.

"Who wants the same competition, Lo? There is no benefit for me either. I'm out there, I'm in a hurry to come back!"

I tried to break the absurd interaction between me and his friend Mas Lanang. The sooner I get away from that guy, the better it will be for my heart and heart health. Because being honest, being insulted - dina like this makes me emotional.

Fortunately, his friend Mas Lanang immediately stepped out of front of my motorcycle. So I can pass. Without looking, I immediately left.

Not ten minutes I feel relieved to be free from the damn guy, I was again surprised by a car that drove fast while clapping me.

"Innalillahi...." I screamed when my bike was running.

I almost fell. I'm sure, the nosy car was driven by the guy nyebelin his friend mas Lanang. Hopefully this is my first and last meeting with him. I met someone like that. Nehi! I've seen him again.

Tbc