The Unconsidered Bungsu

CHAPTER 56 Malioboro

Inside the bus Raka chose a seat that contains 3 seats so that the three of us can sit in a row. Santi's mom sat by the window, me in the middle and Raka on the sidelines.

" Have you been with Raka for a long time ? " ask Santi. I call it Santi just don't have to wear 'Mom'.

" It wasn't too long ago, it was just over a month" I replied, glancing at Raka. Apparently he's asleep.

" Oh, you're one school ? Or know him in the market? " he continued again.

" No, I went to State High School, 1 level above Raka. Actually, we've known each other since my mother was selling at a food stall not far from the stall, Harti. But at that time we were still Junior High yet to know each other. It was only about 2 months ago that we met again then Raka met me at the food stall." I told the beginning of my relationship with Raka.

Santi also talked about his relationship with the Raka family. Turns out he was nice to talk to. Along the way he kept talking, until I was sleepy listening to him.

An hour and a few minutes drive we finally arrived in Jogjakarta. " We eat first ! All ngadem, nyari stalls are not so crowded."

Santi invites to a shop 'Bakso and Ice' which is at the end of the terminal. The place was clean and shady because in front of him there was a large tree also a garden. Visitors are also not crowded until we do not feel hot.

" Aira wants to drink iced tea or mixed ice? " He offered me a seat by the window.

" Just have a warm tea" I replied as I sat next to him. Raka sat next to me, facing Santi.

." I want some fruit ice" Raka told Santi. " Okay then meatballs 3, warm tea 1 , fruit 2 yes." Santi wrote the order on a piece of paper that had been provided on the table. Before long the waiter came and handed him the paper.

After finishing eating meatballs, while drinking ice fruit Santi called his friend. " Hello, pick me up ! I'm at the terminal, at the 'Bakso and Ice' stall near the park. "

I can't hear what his friend said on the other end of the phone. " Okay, I wait ! " santi said then he hung up the phone and sat back down while finishing the ice.

" We pray first, let Santi wait for his friend." I said. Raka consented. We rushed to the Musholla in the terminal.

" We are going to Malioboro yuk ! " take Raka back from the musholla. I nodded slowly while sipping my tea. Raka scoops a piece of fruit from her bowl and feeds it into my mouth. I just obey.

" Seger right, so that's why even ask for warm tea," he said again. I'm staring. " Wouldn't you say I can't drink ice because I take anti-sickness medication" I said.

" Take the medicine just now, how many hours have passed." Raka's still feeding me." The proof is okay." He's convinced.

" Yes it's okay people just a little, the ice has also melted all. Partly if the weather is hot drinking ice like dizziness. Than why-why just find safety." I gave you an excuse.

A few minutes later his friend Santi arrives, a girl driving a sedan. He greeted the three of us. Raka lifts Santi's bag and luggage into the trunk of her car. After the stale talk, they left this place.

" It's finally going to be alone again, after yesterday it was delayed." Raka said as she embraced my shoulder. He took me on a city bus waiting for passengers. Not how long the bus was walking.

" Be careful ! " He took my hand as the bus stopped at the Malioboro road stop. We went down and walked into the Beringharjo market.

" Look where you know there are things you like" said Raka. He still holds my hand.

" Oh yes, indeed you are not in college and instead take Santi and invite me. Know that I don't have to come, you can go straight back to the boarding house." I forgot to ask this to Raka, God did he skip college ?

" If I go to college, I won't take you. Yesterday it had time to enter 2 weeks, continue this week there is an observation task so do not have to go to campus every day. " Raka also explained the truth. I'm relieved.

" Oh yeah, I'll take you to my hostel. I want to put the clothes I brought from the house earlier, so that tomorrow the luggage is not heavy. No papa, right ? " He asked me first. Maybe he thinks I mind.

" No papa dong, I also want to know what your room is like. Don't-don't mess up, hihi ! " I'm laughing a little.

" No, I'm also diligent in arranging and cleaning the room." Raka defended herself. He took me around Malioboro while holding my hand.

Raka also invited me to see the buildings around Malioboro. Not to miss also to the fortress of Van Der Burg, Sometimes we stop to take pictures.

After being satisfied to take a walk we pray Ashar first in the nearest mosque. " You really don't want to buy something, what kind of shirt is that ? " tanya Raka after praying. We sit on the terrace of the mosque while taking a short rest.

" No, my clothes are a lot. I never wear a negligee at home, like a mother ! " I rejected his offer.

Inside the bus Raka did not stop telling stories. He explained what was seen outside during the trip. Likewise when the bus passes in front of the campus. He was enthusiastic to show it to me.

" It's over, yuk down ! " take Raka and stand up. He took the backpack he put on the passenger seat, along with a large plastic bag containing souvenirs.

" This one let me carry it, your bag will be heavy." I lifted a plastic bag filled with souvenirs.

" Nothing else, it's common for heavy-duty carrying guys. Here I only bring, backpack can I carry right. You just hold my hand." Raka won't let me carry her bag.

Raka boarding place is about 200 meters from the highway. After getting off the bus we walked into the alley, and we arrived at the boarding house. There are several rooms here, either the occupants are again on where.

Raka took down the backpack and put down the plastic bag she was carrying. He pulled the key out of the backpack and opened the door. I sat on the porch seat while he walked into the room.

" Please enter the princess." He told me to come in after cleaning up his room. I took off my shoes, then entered Raka's room which was neat and clean. The door of the room was left open by Raka.

Some of Raka's friends started to arrive. Some just came home from work and some just came home from college.

" Hi Raka, tumben is home. Uh, there's a girl turned out ! " tap the friend who lives next to Raka's room. He saw me smiling.

" I'm still on holiday. Oh yeah this is my friend, I've been dropping off my cousin and I keep dropping by here." Raka explained to her friend.

" What friend is a friend ? " He glanced mischievously towards Raka. " Well, this is my girl, what do you want ! " raka exclaimed then while throwing her shoes at her friend's feet.

" Ha ha ha ha, ngaku also finally ! " he shouted his friend and ran into his room.

Raka also grumbled about the guy earlier. I blushed too when Raka said I was the girl.

Crickets crickets ! My HP reads. I took it from my sling bag and opened it. There's a WA message from Mbak Nia.

[Aira hasn't come home yet. This is my mother from earlier . You are okay ]

[Yeah, I'm good. This is again where Raka's hostel put clothes on. I will be home soon ]

[Yes, I'm worried that you're dizzy. Go home not at night. ]

[Okay, this is also again get ready to go home .]

Nia's mother doesn't reply anymore. I closed my HP and put it back in the bag.

" It's late afternoon, we go home ! This is how Nia just sent a message, she said mom already asked me if I hadn't come home yet." I said it to Raka. He was sleeping in his bed, I was sitting by the door.

" Yes, but I took a shower. You want to shower ? " I'm shaking. " I don't bring a change of clothes. You take the shower so it doesn't come last."

Raka rushed to take a shower. He brought a change of clothes because there was no way he could wear clothes in the room. There will be me here.

" I packed it first yes," I said. Without waiting for an answer I put our groceries earlier in the backpack, after first removing the clothes Raka. I also arranged his clothes into a stacking rack beside the bed.

" Aira, what are you ? " ask Raka when she comes out of the bathroom. " It's just tidying up." I said. I went to the bathroom to pee and wash my face first to let it fresh.

" Magrib will pray on the road, yes, let not be overnight." I said .Raka nodded. I'm fixing my clothes and my messy hijab. Ten minutes later we came out of the room. Not forgetting Raka locked the door.

" Don, I'll go home first. I'm back here again tomorrow morning." Raka said goodbye to Doni, his friend who was smoking on the porch.

" Beware of girls, hehehe ! " Doni joked again. Raka punched his arm, Doni grimaced.

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