TriAngels

TA 28'S

TA 28'S

During my time in college in Jakarta, Resti and Winta were always there for me, they were witnesses of my relationship with brother Al, how I started to get close with brother Al, misunderstand, soan. Even we often go four of Me, Brother Al, Resti and Winta.

With them I feel free to make a story, and I can be myself. I am so grateful to have friends like them.

Sometimes we can be embarrassing girls, and all we want, sometimes we can also be a great girl who does not give up or fear anything. Sometimes we can actually be a girl who is difficult to tell even difficult to manage.

Brother Fian aja used to give up if the debate is the same as the three of us, because when we three have one opinion, it feels gag anyone can defeat us. I think only Kak Al who can control us, because when we have been difficult to say Kak Al will use a variety of threats that make us diem.

And brother Al always calls us ‘TriAngel’, make brother Al does not mean Three Angels, because Bidadiranya kak Al is clearly only me. The word kak Al, we are nicknamed TriAngel, but Angel is not in English, but the Javanese language 'Angel' which means unruly.

We laughed when Al said that, but finally laughed until now, in a chat grub that contains the three of us also named TriAngel. Whatever it is with the three of us then we call it TriAngel.

“Ngeselin lo Ta” upset Resti

Today the three of us want to practice marching Band, as usual me and Resti hitchhiking at Winta's boarding house. Resti tomorrow ngajakin road together, because we have not been together for a long time, but Winta said busy must work group.

“Sory Res, I can't, rather than my name not listedin”

“We have long ago you do not hang-out together, cook the meeting Just fitting marching doang exercise, can not gossip together,gak excurm” Kata Resti

I smile “How about we make a book?”

“What book?” Ask Resti wonder.

“Kayak diary that, Just this diary threesome. Later we replace, want to write anything free, chat, gossip, what ajalah.”

“Bolek also, right we can not maxain to always collect. If there is a book even though we rarely collect but still feel deket”

“Bener!” say

“Oke, we buy book”

“Eh no, must be special dong, I want to make my own book” I said

“As far as you go Zi, we received reser” said Winta

“OK!” I am the most fun if told to make something strange and complicated like this.

And after a few days the book was finished, and I was quite satisfied with the results, Covering the book was written the name ‘TriAngel’. Starting with a photo of the three of us, followed by a short biography of the three of us, and then free to write what. Sometimes the book turns.

We used to have no thoughts about the name TriAngel, because we are classmates and almost every day meet, and again we used to like the six. But actually from the first I, Resti and Winta the most decet. After separating the new gini class, it feels that we are both comfortable with the three of us together. In another love life each of us, friends have their own place.

When I tell my brother Al he smiles, “Ra we make so too yuk!” take him when we're on the phone.

“What?”

“Kayak book TriAngel getu”

“Maxly?”

“And we never met, and can not always communicate right, so how about if we write, about something that we rasain for far away like this. We'll meet up later. So we will both know when we read the book”

I smile “Bby, write about anything huh?”

“Iya Whatever, as long as you don't confide in the new scene Ra” said

I laughed “Kak Al no new boos?” My pot

“Don't think of Ra's new gig, think of college already dizzy. Some have you, rather than thinking of other girls who are not clear, mending think of you”

Obviously I was smiling and blushed embarrassed when brother Al talked about it, “Ck.. Kak Al makin pinter nih gombal”.

“Surely now again there yag salting yes, cieee”

“Ih... Brother Al ngeselin deh, so fad!”

“Ra, want to nyubit your nose” said “Kangen”

Always that's what we say, kangen taste, whether it's been a few months we haven't met, although smooth communication is still different.

I'm your Kangen Brother Al…

I set the story to brother Al about the invitation of brother Davin to join the active again in Taruna reef. I know brother Al seems very heavy because all this time he was jealous of brother Davin, but finally brother Al ngijinin I follow, and of course with many conditions.

Maybe he is kasian because as long as he and brother Arga to Jakarta I become more often silent at home, gag there are activities. Except for school.

Me and Brother Davin so often met, of course within reasonable limits. As long as there is no brother Al, I put myself well, not too tight with other guys, even I choose to ride my own bike, never hugged any guy. After that I went to Al, not if I just want to keep the name of trust. Because I believe, while here I am not strange my partner there will also not be strange.

“Zi, next week follow the meatballs in the P area?” Ask brother Davin

"Java-Bali's Eve in the UMM Dome?"

"yup right" I said,

it was the biggest marching competition event in Bali, and my school every year always comes, and always gets a champion, and our target this time is of course a champion 1, even our training all out.

"Resti same Winta also follow?"

"yes dong" I replied briefly.

After getting permission from my brother Al, Mama and Papa, I ngajakin Resti and want to join this foundation, and they agree. if they come, I also come, I also come, if not I don't either.

Away from Al made me change everything, attitude, said everyone. I want to be better again, and I also try to learn religion more vigorously, every Friday morning do not miss the study at the High School mosque, break not perfect dhuha, start diligent fasting.

The habits that used to be done by Al automatically I followed, and I began to enjoy it. At least there was a great benefit in the past accompanied by brother Al, and I mengerasain now. Brother Al is clearly at ease with all my changes.

Sometimes we also occasionally fight or debate, but I think it's normal. I have prepared all possibilities, put them away while Al's brother is still beside me I want to show good change, which makes him calm.

Zia: Brother, I'm leaving first

brother Al: yes, yes, spirit yes, may win, ati2 there

Location: aamiin

This afternoon I go to marching, we will move around the dome, starting the beginning of the coach has spread a positive aura, the title of victory is our target.

as long as the yel-yel journey continues to echo, we all dissolve with this euphoria. The beginning of the follow-up I used to feel ordinary, but after the training struggle so far the sense of cohesiveness has begun to be fostered.

We are actually one family, after performing 3 times in the event, this is finally, many other participants are good, we pause when the other participants perform.

But our marching ambassadors are always passionate, burning us all, yelling never breaks, I just experienced this, it felt really good.

Our tears broke during the announcement, this is the best achievement in history, we brought the general champion and a series of other champions.

It's a pride in itself, our months of strenuous exercise pays off, we cry and laugh together.

"Congratulations Zi" said Brother Davin while giving me a bouquet of flowers and a gift box, I frowned.

"Don't get me wrong, it's Arga's. He said he made someone who worked hard" he said

I laughed "Can you brother Arga, thank you brother" I received all the gifts. After a chat broke Brother Davin and joined the other friends.

And at a time like this I really miss the same brother Al, he promised he would see and support me in this race event, but in fact he does not exist.

Saddened? obviously I'm sad, but that's okay, I'll video call and show him. I can imagine he'll follow along.

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The next day, the school teams were already excited by our victory.The break I gathered with Resti, Winta Renata, Saras and Nindi.

"Traktiraaan" to the kids.

"Winta tuh, he got the best music player" I said with a smile.

Winta clearly laughed proudly, He had joined marching started Junior High, already winning subscriptions if said children.

"Quiet, treat mas meatballs yes ntar noon" said Winta, clearly we smile happily.

"is Zia satisfied yet to miss? tumben is not excited" said Renata

"Who's the same?" irkanku, boro-boro kangean, from yesterday chat same telphon no one responded.

"Sama brother Valdi who else, I became envious, lo again race is behind home to watch, sweet really sak Valdi"

I was obviously shocked by Renata's words, I looked at each other with Winta and Resti.

"Lo, what the hell is Ren? not clear" said Winta

"Ck... You don't know? yesterday, brother Valdi came to the dome to watch you guys play" said Renata while wriggling the three of us "Don't tell me you also didn't meet brother Valdi Zi?"

I shook my head "lo serious brother Al dateng?"

"Serius Zi, he's with the same age-old friends, my guy beats him,"

Degs...

brother Al dateng? but why didn't he find me? there was relief because Al's brother came and kept his promise, but there was a sense of tightness why he didn't say anything.

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