A Five Step Match
36. A Party That Sucks

The more the night of the party the more festive with the sound of an impromptu DJ that vibrates the party venue. The lights above their heads twinkled making Dinda's eyes ache, but for Galih's sake who was having a birthday, she held back the dizziness that was in her head.

"Come, Din. Enjoy the night of the party" Galih said, raising his slightly sagging glasses to his nose.

Dinda smiled and nodded her head. "Great excitement" said Dinda while trying to move her body even though a little to the rhythm of the song.

"Huh? Whahuh? Your voice is not a cry!" galih shouted while pointing to his ear, indeed the sound of music was heard blaring so that no other sound was heard.

Dinda had to draw her face closer to Galih.

"Rame, Brother. Festive," said Dinda near Galih's ear, he did not think if Galih turned his head so that the tip of Dinda's nose accidentally swiped his cheek. Dinda blushed embarrassed by what she got earlier, whether Galih intentionally or not, which surely indirectly he kissed Galih, right?

"Eh?" Dinda kept her head away from there and took a step back, stopping dancing she stared shyly at the man she liked.

"Eh, sorry. I was not intentionally. I'm sorry, someone pushed me in the back."

Whether Galih is lying or not, but Dinda doesn't know that either.

Dinda became awkward, so she kept her distance with the man. Don't know why, if now he's no longer like he used to expect Galih for him. For some reason, his feelings for Galih seemed to be ordinary. Like it, but not too passionate as before who wants to be with the man.

"Come on. Nari again," take Galih. Dinda this time shook her head and approached Galih.

"Sister, I want to sit down first. I'm thirsty" said Dinda, rubbing her neck. Galih nodded and was about to follow Dinda, but from behind she was pulled to stay in her place and danced along with the others.

Dinda got out of there, a little overwhelmed because she had been dragged also by others who were enjoying the song there. Finally, Dinda was able to step aside and found an empty bench.

"Ah, my legs hurt," said Dinda, regretting the feeling of wearing high heels even though it was three inches tall. He should have been wearing flat sandals. Dinda became envious of her other friends who could use heels for hours, unlike her who had just been exhausted for an hour. Even they are now winding their bodies there accompanied by music that sounds like teething

The music was still echoing, it seemed like those people still wanted to move dancing. Dinda accidentally saw Yoga who also did the same thing, in front of her there was a smiling Queen and placed her hand on the shoulder of Yoga.

"What the hell else are they!" said Dinda annoyed, turning her gaze in another direction and reluctant to see him again. Just piss himself off. However, she occasionally glanced at Yoga who was still dancing together and this time she held the Queen's waist.

Dinda was uncomfortable, and felt like she wanted to go home. Within such a crowd, he suddenly felt lonely. The music that had sounded a teak now no longer heard in his ear, lost to the inner upheaval that now roars in the brain and blocks the sounds that enter the ear.

"Dina. Oi. Dinda!" yelling someone makes Dinda surprised instead of playing. Dinda turned her head and found Maya sitting next to him.

"Eh? Huh, Maya? How come it's here?" dinda asked confused to see Maya's whereabouts. Maya is a newly transferred kid from another college, but why is she here?

"Yes, I'm here, coincidentally invited by Galih."

Dinda smiled wryly. Galih is indeed a good and pleasant young man, it is appropriate that he knows many people and is familiar with them.

"Ah, the lazy cave actually came. But it's not good either Om and Auntie."

"Om and Auntie?" ask Dinda wonder.

Is that familiar with Galih's parents? Suddenly Dinda became strange, no wonder if Maya is also known by many people, she is beautiful, her body is tall although thin, she is also fun. Eleven twelve with the Queen. If examined, he for a few days Maya friends more and more just on campus.

Dinda was surprised to hear that. Is Maya Galih's cousin?

The Mayan view is circulated to the one place where Yoga is there.

"Well, why didn't you say there was yoga? I'm going there!" exclaim the beautiful woman then approached Yoga and joined dancing there. The Queen did not like the look when Maya approached and joined the dance with them.

Dinda what else, he saw Yoga this time serving two people at once there.

"Ish, what a bummer! Please, ravenous to be a man!" dinda then chose to go from there.

Dinda wanted to say goodbye to galih, but seeing the boy with glasses was busy with other friends made Dinda stop doing it and just chose to get out of the place.

"Ah, if I could use a vehicle, I would have brought my own car!" muttered Dinda, unfortunately the father did not allow him to learn to drive because while studying, Dinda once rammed the father's car to spend the night in the workshop for one week.

Finally, Dinda waited for the passing taxi. Unfortunately, despite waiting ten minutes, there was no taxi car passing in front of the house, but the road was quite crowded, but there was no empty taxi that wanted to stop.

Dinda then walked towards the stop, her legs hurting, so she decided to just open her shoes. Let it be if anyone sees it even once, then the pain is not theirs.

The cold sidewalk floor did not dampen Dinda's desire to return to the party, the annoyance she felt made her reluctant and just wanted to go home to her parents and sleep soundly as usual.

"Well, where else is the stop? No, there's no bus stop here?" muttered Dinda when he was a little far away and walked, he did not find the bus stop. His feet hurt, and he felt very cold. He stopped, looked back, occasionally standing by the side of the road to stop the taxi, but it was all for nothing. He was still alone standing there like a missing person.

At a glance, there was a hint of intention to return to the party, but he realized that the Galih house was far from where he was walking and he was thinking, maybe if the bus stop would be in front a little more. Might as well.

Until finally, Dinda felt exhausted. Although it is impossible for him there are no stops around here. However, that place was not where he had met.

"Huh, I'm tired!" said Dinda, then under the brightly lit street lamppost she crouched down and hugged her own knees.

"I shouldn't have gone to the party" murmured Dinda. His eyes were hot to the point of tears, but not because he was tired. Dinda herself did not understand why she shed tears like that.

"Mama, I want to go home" murmured Dinda sobbing softly.

Dinda was silent like that, staring at the shadow of her small body down there. For a moment he lifted his head, looked at the very dark sky with no stars at all, then he turned his gaze again, staring at the shadow on the sidewalk was in fact more exciting than looking at the dark sky.

Dinda remembered something, but she tried to shake it off. What he imagined was something he did not have to think about. Yoga was having a good time at the party, where he might want to be bullied and drive her home.

Five minutes, during which Dinda's gaze was fixed on her own reflection. Her tears fell directly onto the ground-covered pavement.

"What are you doing here? Why did you leave the party?" said a man Dinda could see his big shoes.

Dinda lifted her head and saw the silhouette of a shadow of a man standing in front of her, the light from the street lights was behind so as not to reveal the man's face.

Suddenly, the tears fell more and more.