This Is It?

Chapter 41: Patience

Rain has been pouring down on Jakarta all day. The cold hit added to my stiffness to ask permission from Papa and Mama about returning home. Yeah, I still haven't found a reason that doesn't lead to speculation and interrogation.

Last night, Kunyuk said via WhatsApp that Andy and I had received approval from Dad to come. This is in line with my prediction. Father must be happy when he knows his son has friends (familiar).

I used to wish that a friend would come to my house. Either my schoolmates in Serang or my schoolmates and my college in the Metropolitan.

At this time, Father and Mother may be busy tidying up the house and preparing the room. I imagined their faces even though they were all just illusions. If not I get this miracle, their son named Ardi will still continue to dream of having friends.

Andy exclaimed in front of my room. Daydreams and wishful thinking forced me to pause for a while.

Andy's presence was part of my plan. I want to make him a bait as well as a confidence booster so that I can go home in the first week of this semester holiday.

“Mama same Papa I have been waiting for you from earlier,” said I lied.

“Waituin me? What's up, anyway? It's not you who told me to come here to nemenin you buy tent equipment?” ask Andy astonishment.

I immediately drag Andy to Mama and Papa. “We buy the equipment after I get permission.

“Izin?” Andy nailed his feet to the floor. “I mean I have to help you get permission from Mama and Papa Lu?

I raised both eyebrows.

"OKAY. There's no problem. But I want to mastiin one thing equal lu.”

I understand the statement that Andy will make. However, I don't want to be a shaman first. “What is it?”

“Explain to me honestly, what's your main purpose want to Ardi's house?” his voice was so firm and straightforward.

I tried to throw a small laugh to neutralize the situation. “Huh! I went there to learn about Ardi's life. As well as penance for the actions of Tommy, Revan, and Leo who had mocked him. Continue who knows in the village of Ardi, I can make a positive contribution,”.

Andy seemed to have little faith in my exposure. “True like that? You don't mean anything else, do you?”

“What in your eyes, I am this already turned into a criminal? Should I wear a tiara over my head or sew wings on my back?” I satirize with Andy. He's like the referee of life who set me up to be an angel.

Nevermind! I'm lazy to keep arguing with Andy. I stepped down the stairs to where Mama and Papa were. Andy was following behind me.

I saw Mama and Papa relaxing in front of the television. It seems like this is indeed the right time to ask for the blessing to run away from the capital.

“Mah, Pah, the day after Bagas has entered the semester break. Can Bagas take a vacation to Bagas' friend's house in Serang for a few days?” my permission in a smooth voice.

“Bby, Darling.” My mother smiled kindly at me. “But who did you go to?”

“Same only An..”

Papa cut my words. “How long have you been there? Just keep going there, why? Just messing around, right? You better take advantage of this semester holiday to atone for your sins last month, by learning more about business. Help Papa in the office. If your performance is good, Papa can give you a vacation anywhere. Want to travel around Indonesia, Asia, Europe, or America can also.”

I think Papa has forgiven and forgotten my mistakes. As it turned out, he was still clutching tightly to the losses the company had ever created.

“E…. Bagas there is also not just for vacation, Pah. We're there later..” I pat Andy's back slowly so he can make a sound.

Andy aligned his position with me. “Iya, Om. The plan is we want to hold social services also in the village of friends that we will visit. Moving forward may be a model for us to build a community-based or community-based social movement.”

I looked at Andy. I can't believe he's good at making.

“Wah, good tuh,” response Mama with enthusiasm. “Who has the idea, Dy?”

“Bagas, Aunt.”

Though, I myself did not know Andy would support me with his brilliant statement.

If Mama had spoken her wise words, I'm sure Papa wouldn't have said no.

Papa was silent for a few seconds. I endlessly showed a hopeful expression.

“OK. Papa allow, but not more than a week,” Papa stressed.

“Thank you very much, Mah, Pah,” I said as I kissed Mama and Papa's palms.

A week is more than enough. After all, too long chatting with Mom and Dad could potentially make me miss later in life.

***

The day of departure to Santri City arrives. Various equipment and food needs have been neatly arranged in the car.

I can't wait to see my latest village sighting, though it may not have changed much. Various words of introduction I have been dwelling in the brain from last night.

However, I still have to pick up Ardi in front of the campus. Doesn't matter. It was also impossible for him to spark a commotion in front of Andy.

A few meters before Ardi's point of waiting, I saw he was not alone. There were three women who looked very familiar in my eyes. Yes, Mutia, Dita, and Metha.

But why Mutia, Dita, and Metha with Ardi? In fact, there were two suitcases standing between them.

I can understand Mutia's existence. Maybe Ardi invited him to participate, because Mutia wanted to go home as well.

What about Dita and Metha? I told you there were activities outside the city when Dita yesterday asked me to accompany her to Bali.

Huh! My feelings are starting to get bad. I got out of the car with an eroded spirit.

Justright. Dita. He was sulking, feeling that he had been lied to by me.

“Bagas, My Babe, My Beloved, why you are not honest if your activities are in his hometown Ardi. Do you want to surprise me on purpose? Good thing Ardi told me last night. Yes, even though my preparation is not maximal anyway,” said Dita with a spoiled tone while sagging on my shoulder.

“Bent awhile, Dit. I'd like to talk to Ardi for a minute.”

I pulled Ardi away from the student association who seemed to be preparing to pass KKN or travel. This Kunyuk is indeed full of tricks.

“Why can there be Dita and Metha also in this trip?” I half whispered to Kunyuk. I held back the upset and volume of the sound. “If it's only Mutia, I can understand, but still, you can't just throw someone else in my car without permission.”

“Other people?” The Kunyuk scrunched his forehead. “We're your girlfriend. Metha is Mutia's best friend. I just help you to unite them like before you spread love to them. Who knows they can be familiar at this social service event. And again, I have also chatted with you if I would bring 3 friends. You also said you agreed. Try to check again our conversation history in hape lu,” explained full of syndirian.

I immediately reached into my phone in my pants pocket. I wrote a message between me and him.

Goddamn bum!

I am not careful in reading. So lazy to communicate with him through any media, I only reply to messages that are important to me. Unexpectedly, he interpreted my one answer to all his questions.

“True I have permission to bring your mutual friend?” sniffiness.

Nevermind! I have no good reason not to transport Dita and Metha, because they are in front of my eyes. Their belongings were put in the back of my car by Andy.

But if you know this, I'll choose to take Tommy, Revan, and Leo. They are more reliable and do not need to be guarded.

I stabilized my emotions while holding the steering wheel, and prepared to step on the gas. Suddenly, Dita wants to move the seat forward in place of Andy. As I expected, not leading to the intended path, chaos began to arise one by one.

The Kunyuk is savage! In fact, I did not have the slightest malicious intent towards him.

Be patient! Yes, I was forced to be patient. The involvement of Dita and Metha in my vacation seems to have been arranged by the Kunyuk. He tried to make me uncomfortable in reaping longing for Mom and Dad.