You, Or Him
Episode 28's
Zia stared at the first vehicle they were going to ride with nanar. Actually, although it can be said to often visit Dufan, Zia has never ridden extreme rides that are very, very guts testing like this. And unfortunately, the rides mentioned by Audi include a range of rides that have never been touched by Zia.
Someone clasped Zia's hand, who else if not Dimas. They are currently waiting in line to board the kora-kora. Weekend like this, of course, Dufan became a place of human association. Many teenagers go out with their friends. Some even went with their families.
Zia glanced at her right hand which was held gently by Dimas. Unlike Zia, Dimas looked at the vehicle that was swinging in front of him casually. Too relaxed to show no expression at all.
“Kak, why handheld-handheld everything anyway. Want to cross there?” zia said while swinging their hands.
Dimas turned his head and faced Zia completely. “Let you not be too afraid.”
Zia frowned then snorted. “Please excuse me, Sir. No. no.”
“Nokalakuh how? The proof is that you are much calmer than before.”
“I'm calm because I don't panic, how the hell. Anyway yes I was not afraid, rides start doang mah small.”
“Oh yes. Stay freelance. It's so complicated,” Dimas took off his hand link and then smothered arrogantly in front of Zia.
“Wah, really yes. You why am I ribet?” Zia pointed her index finger right in front of Dimas's face.
“Ya don't need to show.” Dimas brushed off Zia's index finger. “Emang chick is complicated right. And you're a real example.”
Zia hates not liking. The initially pretentious to be romantic tipped ninyir. Basic Dimas, guy minus feelings. Zia clenched her hands tightly. He wanted to beat this guy in front of him. Why didn't he run out of words against Zia.
Zia screamed in shock as she felt a push from behind her. His body hit someone hard. Damnit. Why hit people anyway? Zia grumbled in her heart.
Zia opened her eyes as she felt a gentle swipe on her back. Zia raised her head and Dimas became the first object. Dear God, do not forget the existence of Dimas right in front of Zia earlier that makes the man now embrace the tiny body of Zia.
Zia broke her embrace. “Apaan anyway. You're mode huh? Ngaku!” ketus Zia's.
“Who the hell is the mode. Then why did you hit me, would you deliberately ask in the hug?”
“Ih what the hell is sis. I was pushed from behind. If not, then I'll hit you too. Less work what.”
Dimas smiled haughtily. “Halah, that's it, Zi. Tell me if you want to be hugged by me. There are not many reasons. Here and here if you still want to be hugged, do not need prestige,” said Dimas while stretching his hands in front of Zia.
“Ih what the hell is sis. Not very clear.” Zia left a laughing Dimas at her place.
***
Zia grasped the safety iron firmly until her fingers turned white. His eyes closed tightly. These kora started swinging slowly until the wind swept across Zia's face.
"What the hell is that?" zia snapped as she felt someone gently rubbing her hand.
Zia opened her eyes and looked next to her. Dimas was smiling - it should look sweet - towards Zia.
“Better?” ask Dimas casually.
“Appaan. Disrupt tau nak.” Zia brushed off Dimas' hand and closed her eyes again as she felt the kora swinging to test her guts.
Zia grimaced listening to the cries of the people next to her. This vehicle continued to increase its speed as if it did not carry dozens of human lives on it. Carefully he opened his eyes to look at the other chaotic faces.
When Zia opened her eyes she could immediately see Audi smiling down at her. “Cemen lo.” says Audi without sound.
“Awas lo.” reply Zia shouted and closed her eyes again.
“Let's prove that you are not cemen.” said someone right in his ear.
Zia turned her head and found Dimas smiling sweetly at her. “What?”
Dimas held Zia's hand. “Do not close your eyes. Enjoy aja.”
“Like cheerful if you have climbed high gini, Kak.” reply Zia. He chose peace instead of having to take Dimas into an argument like before.
“Modus?”
“Slightly,” replied Dimas casually which made Zia hit his hand.
***
Zia breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, after about ten minutes he was swinging on a vehicle called kora-kora, now Zia can climb his feet on the ground. The first ride that became a bet was already finished in the pass. Even with her eyes closed and an occasional flurry of screaming, Zia still made it through.
“Gue thought you would ask to get off in the middle of the game.” tapped Audi without hesitation. The woman was sipping the orange ice they had bought to calm down a bit while glancing at Zia.
“Emang can ya?”
“Yes is not. Lo kira angkot can ask to get off halfway.”
“Ya if you already know can't why should you say the hell, Di? Confused tau tau.”
“Yes your brain base is not nyampe,” dumal Audi upset. The woman is really expressive. Even he did not hesitate to show his face in front of everyone, including his boss.
“Why be in a fight anyway? You know, your brains are not nyampe. The proof is the problem of gini aja use everything in noisem. Ribet lo on.” Fisya stared ferociously at Zia and Audi in turn. “Let's ride chir-kicir, let's spout.” continued Fisya while walking to leave them to where the kicir-kicir delivery is located.
They have boarded a vehicle called the chirps. Again Zia was with Dimas. This time Dimas did not say as much as before. I don't know what he's thinking.
The ride began to move showing its quality. Slowly the rotation was getting higher and more terrifying. Their cries blared into one. Zia, Fisya and Audi are no exception. The women also screamed loudly. Hoping that with that shout they could ease this extremely crazed fear.
Dimas again held Zia's hand. In this very terrible position even Dimas still fondly thought of Zia. Zia ignored Dimas's grasp as if to say; if we fall, we must fall together.
Crazy indeed!
It did not feel that the vehicle had taken approximately ten minutes which means it would end. Error, this time is very felt for them, especially Zia. Even ten minutes is as long as half an hour. Lebai is, but that's the truth. If you don't believe me, please try.
Just as her feet were treading the ground, Zia suddenly became nauseous and pulled out all of her entrails. To his surprise, no one reacted at all except Dimas. Dimas swiftly walked up to Zia and massaged Zia's nape.
After successfully removing her entrails, Zia stood up straight with her pale face. Lucky he was in a quiet position so as not to leave an unpleasant impression to other visitors.
“Udah okay?” ask Dimas. The man looked at the face of the woman in front of him. Her hands stretched out to get rid of the haircut Zia had on her face.
Zia nodded but closed her eyes for a moment. His head is dizzy at this moment.
“Lo is not papa? How can I vomit?” ask Fisya who has not since when was on his left side. “Why didn't you tell me you didn't dare?” continued Fisya who is now helping Zia to sit on a chair made of stone.
“Gue dare. Proof I'm up.”
“Yes but you immediately vomit gini. Lo ngaca deh. Lo shoots really already like the undead know no.”
“Yes this time I actually became a corpse!” sahut Zia relaxed but made Fisya furious.
“Coy, why the hell? Do you have provisions in case you die? Haven't you? So if you talk in the filter first.”
“Tau nih's. The mouth of his origin was lacquered, astonished. Oh yes, fix lo lose, yes.” said Audi.
“Ah is not exciting. I've been imagining that you keep winning clutch bag LV for free, Zi. Oh my.. the pleasure of life.” exclaimed Fisya dramatically.
Zia grunting. “Free-free nutmeg lo in Manado. Full gini struggle also.” Zia covered her face with both palms. Vomiting is the most hated thing since childhood. His heartbeat slowly calmed down but the dizziness in his head was still very pronounced.
“Stt, Yes.. I so wonder how would you if your body here but your head really in Manado, really serem ya, Sya?” whispered Audi. Errata, his intention was whispering but in reality all could hear clearly.
Fisya twisting lazy eyeball. “Yes anyways why do you shadowin anyway? Very little work. My surprise, modelan lo gini can enter in NG Corp.” Fisya turned his face towards the man who was still staring at Zia nonstop. “Kak Dimas, fire the Audi already. Ngerepotin lo ntar.” he continued.
“Ok.” says Dimas is relaxed which makes everything look towards him. For whatever sake Fisya was just joking. But why would Dimas so easily agree to it?
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