Trapped in the Love of Brondong

07

The car with a yellow license plate, bearing the logo of a blue bird, shot at full speed after entering the toll gate. Asphalt that was still lightning blackened with a white line extending in the middle, indicating that the highway was indeed completely new in operation.

The two passengers seemed to fill the time gap. The trip, which is free from the congestion and chaos of the capital, only takes 30 minutes to get to the destination.

"What time does your plane leave?" said the woman who was fixing the hijab that had been attached to the boat.

"Hour 16.35!" the man next to her answered without looking because he was busy looking for his wallet in his bag.

"Still long? it's still two o'clock! why are we coming straight here! wow...gig I'm loe, Deck! Oh, my God, what are we doing here!" Juna was shocked, seeing the clock on his wrist that still showed at 14:00 passing slightly.

"Hm ... intentionally!" muttered Adzka, with a grinning smile.

"It's over, sir! not coming down yet!" the taxi driver reminded them both.

"Attent, sir! I'm looking for my wallet, haven't met!" Adzka began to panic, and unpacked some of the contents of his bag.

"It's sir!" Juna gave a sheet of money with a picture of a hero, and said thanks. He opened the car door, throwing black objects right in front of the pile of Adzka's stuff he had dismantled.

"You! why didn't you say that!" Adzka took the thing. His wallet was with the girl next to him.

"Why don't you ask!" Juna closed the door of his car with a satisfied laugh.

"Why did I have to unpack this earlier! uh ... wait a minute, sir. I clean up my stuff first!" said Adzka patted the shoulder of the driver who was still loyal to see him.

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"Why should the truss be opened again, opened again, that's it, Jun? if you wear it constantly papa, you are beautiful if you wear a hijab." Adzka opened the conversation, after they sat down in a long chair.

"Yes, I know. If I'm more beautiful, wear a hijab. But I'm not ready yet. If you're married, maybe!" Juna raised both his shoulders. There was indeed a feeling of continuing to wear her hijab even from the time she was in school. Moreover, Mila his friend is also always reminding. But indeed Juna is not ready to do it, he knows it is something that must be done by women his age, but let time answer it later.

"Well! I'm sorry I said you were beautiful!" Adzka smothered her thin lips. You are also a narcissist. Both giggle.

A few hours with Adzka made Juna feel comfortable. Adzka a cool person, and also an adult. His knowledge is also broad.

"Eh, Deck! how does it feel to be a doctor?" Juna positioned his body facing Adzka.

"I told you, don't call me 'Dek'!" ketus Adzka's.

"Yes, you are still young. You're far below me. We're 6 years old Adzka, you should call me brother!" Juna replied with a seriously contrived face. It felt strange, why the man in front of him did not like the call.

"Where do you know?" Adzka knitted her brows, feeling astonished. He never told me his age before.

"From your Ktp!" Juna showed his two fingers with a grinning smile, hoping that Adzka would understand him.

"It turns out you checked my wallet!" Adzka took his wallet, and checked it in front of Juna.

"Thank God, it's still intact!" he said stroking the chest.

"You think I took your money! I'm not that low, Kisana!" Juna folded his hands on his chest.

"Oh yeah? then forgive me Sinyorita!" Adzka laughed in light of his own words, confirming the sagging position of his glasses.

They continue to talk as if they have known each other for a long time, not infrequently the eyes of people who pass by thinking they are lovers.

"Why Papa hasn't come yet either! you're gonna check in, right?" Juna looked at the circular clock on his right hand. It didn't feel like they had been talking for nearly two hours.

"Maybe in a minute. Are you sad that I left you?" Adzka looked at Juna with an unusual look. The mood became so serious.

"Yes, I've just gotten comfortable, have a friend who's as good-natured as you!" Juna punched Adzka in the shoulder.

"I'm serious! you're gonna miss me. Wait for me, Yes!" still with his serious face, Adzka did not stop looking at the woman who had been with him for several hours.

"Study right, may you be the world's greatest cardiologist!" juna stood up.

"Let's take you to check in!" Juna walked ahead of Adzka, towards the airline counter.

"Udah, don't use ID. They must be aware. You're not old enough to have a ID!" Juna approached Adzka again.

Two pairs of eyes watched them from a distance. The owner of a pair of eyes showed a wide smile to see the closeness of Adzka and Juna, but not with one pair of other eyes.

"Who is he, Bang?" ask the veiled woman in a flat tone.

"That's Adzka's friend, they haven't seen each other in a long time. I'm here to pick him up, he's my commander's son!" Zuan replied without looking towards the Goddess who was already burning with jealousy. Zuan's gaze continued to point forward. "Surely Adzka was very happy, thank goodness. I never saw her smile like that, especially when with the Goddess. But I'm sorry to disturb your comfort, Ka. I had to bring Dewi here, I couldn't refuse her father's request." Zuan spoke to himself inwardly.

Their steps stopped once they reached their destination. While Adzka is still looking for her identity card, Juna also tries to help. The bespectacled man stopped his action as his shoulder was patted by Zuan's burly hands.

"Oh you've arrived!" Adzka is seen rounding his eyes at Zuan as his eyes catch the figure of the woman he did not expect to be present at this time, asking for an explanation.

"Hi, Ka! I'm leaving already!" the Goddess approached. His eyes looked at Juna with a look of dislike. While Juna dizzy looking for the whereabouts of his Papa.

"Hi!" adzka replied lazily, she again busied herself, currently turning to her clothing section.

"Who's the man, Zu?" after getting tired of running ria.

"Sir Rudi is still in business, maybe 5 o'clock is just finished, so the commander told me to pick you up, as well as see Adzka's departure!" clearly Zuan, Juna only used the oxygen-deprived goldfish mouth method, "O".

"Hi know me Dewi, his close friend Adzka!" The goddess extended her hand.

"Oh ... Hi, I'm Juna, not who Adzka is!" Juna saw a strange gurgle on the Goddess when he saw her with Adzka. Juna concluded that Dewi must have had a special feeling for Adzka from the way she stared.

"Ouch!" Adzka began to despair, leaning on her seat, rubbing her face rough.

"What are you looking for?" ask Zuan.

"My ID card, how do I check in!" Adzka answered lazily.

"Udah come, let brother take you there! let brother say! if yours 'this' is gone!" Juna shows a thin card-shaped object with a photo of Adzka inside.

"So from now on you! ih ... You're this, I've unpacked all my stuff!" Adzka chases after Juna who has already escaped.

"Watch you yeah, I've twice you unpacked the bag! unpacking it is easy, getting rid of this lazy one!" Adzka continued to babble, while entering the item he had just dismantled.

"Yes, I'm sorry .. sorry! let's get brother done!" I don't know since when Juna has been back near Adzka who continues to mengedumel like grandmothers.

The view does not like the more visible from women who feel like a mosquito repellent. Zuan was busy with his work.

"OK done! Careful, Yes!" Juna handed Adzka's backpack, waving his hand, as if Adzka was about to leave.

The four of them walked towards the counter, after the boarding pass was in hand, Adzka went back to meet the three people who were with him.

"I'm going, Zu! titip mama!" the two brothers hugged.

"You be careful there, take care of your health!" zuan said advising, however Adzka was his sister, of course his regret is more than anything.

"Dew, I'm leaving!" Adzka said goodbye to Dewi, there was no hand position between the two, just a word that was spoken Adzka, and even then only appreciated Dewi, he did not want to have an impression of arrogance on his last day in Indonesia.

"I'm going, don't miss me!" said Adkza holding the head of Juna wrapped in a headscarf. Both of their eyes meet.

"The spirit of learning, doctor!" juna smiled, clenching his hands.

Adzka who had walked a little away from Juna came back to him, approaching whispering something in the ear of the girl.

"Wait for me, Arjuna!" whispered Adzka in Juna's ear.

"You are also the spirit of college. Don't let your patients poison you with your concoction!" adzka waved his hand.

"What are you saying!" Juna clenched his hands, this time not encouraging. But a fist ready to punch an opponent. Adzka seemed to laugh and continued to wave his hand.