Amanita phalloides
advice from mamang ojek

The sun slowly leaves its existence, leaving an orange color that indicates the day is already evening. Freya admitted today was very, very pleasant, going alone with Farrel was not that bad, he turned into a very sweet, warm, also pleasant figure. Although this fun day should end with abandonment, because the man got a call from Zyva of course. But no papa, Freya had no problem, those were the words she said to Farrel. Lying, but what else? Zyva is still number one in Farrel's life.

"Zyva should have gone to the hospital, or not called the doctor. Why would someone who's sick call Farrel. What doctor Farrel is? He can't even wear a bandage. He also can't treat my allergies, even he likes to poison me with peanut butter. Ahhh!!! The whole!!" Groused Freya. Along the way back home, he was inexhaustible grumbling and nagging. He did not even care about the existence of the ojek mamang in front of him.

"Neng left his girlfriend?" Ask mang ojek at last.

"Yes, he met his best friend instead of letting me go home. Know how he is not an ojek, which can be told here and there. But kek's responsibility! He's the one who took me here, he's the one who picked me up from home, he should've brought me home" 

The sound of laughter rang out from the mang ojek in front of him "hahahh, why not say directly with his girlfriend?"

Freya fell silent, she was confused as to what to answer. He is now beginning to realize his every behavior a few minutes ago, he may be angry at the mang ojek who does not know anything "sorry well mang, already angry" freya said she regretted her actions and words.

"No papa neng, I don't have a problem. Not only neng who likes to confide in me, other passengers also do" said mang ojek.

"Really mang?" Freya asked in disbelief.

"Yes, motorcycle taxi drivers usually like to be a langgulan vent or stories. There used to be even passengers who were crying during the streets, because they had broken up with his girlfriend. There are also those who are angry because they are cheated. But there are also those who talk lightly, he said he wanted to have a friend to chat with. Which is not a problem with passengers like that, because so have friends to chat, so do not sleep during the trip".

We can not judge humans just from their appearance or work, as well as what Freya thinks when talking to mang ojek. Maybe because it has met hundreds or even thousands of passengers, during being a motorcycle taxi driver, making the thought of mang ojek so open. How mang ojek would listen to the story of Freya, how mang ojek would give advice to him, making Freya so appreciated. The words of the mang ojek when Freya was about to give the fare money still stuck in her mind.

"Neng, don't think too much about whether to break up or move on. Everything has its time, this is the time to love your boyfriend and love him. We never know what the future will be like, but what I know is, sincerity will not end with regret. Often pray'a well neng, Allah is almighty to flip the hearts of men, no need to fear. Because Neng directly asked the owner"

Right, it's all time. Maybe this is the time when Freya gives her love and affection for Farrel, we will never know in the future what it will be like. It could be that in the future, he will get more love than his love for Farrel. Well....Freya need not be afraid because she asked directly to the owner, Allah Swt, any soul mate would not go, right? So fear.

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Freya also often found young people the same age as her who were dating in the city center, as if the world belonged to both of them while the others contracted. They do not care about other visitors and only think about themselves. Happiness when together with a lover, as if covering every gossip from people, is not it?

When dating we don't care what people say, we don't care how bad he is in people's eyes. As long as we still love him, we won't have a problem with any ill-treatment he's had of us. Bego, but what else? Love defeats everything. Freya admitted that, her love for Farrel was very, very big. How much the young man incised the wound in his heart, he must have forgiven and hoped, Farrel will change someday, just as he and Farrel were dating.

In the past, Farrel was not like now. There is no Zyva in the relationship, well the main priority of Farrel is Freya not Zyva. Until the day that Zyva reappears in her boyfriend's life, she recalls every trip and the togetherness of the two in childhood. Zyva's arrival makes his relationship with Farrel turn 180 degrees, he changes, greatly changes. Being a figure that Freya does not recognize.

Perhaps because of those memories, perhaps because of his very naive expectations, Freya did not want to let Farrel go and hoped that the man would come back like he was in the past. Loving her and loving her, makes Freya her priority, not Zyva.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Mother Aya came home" greeting when opening the door of the house. 

"Wa'alaikum sallam" 

With a giant step Freya walked into the house, she really felt very tired, not only physically, but also her mind. Freya looked at the figure of a man who was talking to his mother in the living room. A man she never wanted to see again. The figure of a man who wants to lose his existence in the heart of the mother. Why is he here? Why did you meet with him? Why are they laughing too? 

Freya looked at her injured mother, from the many wounds she had received, why was her mother still able to laugh in front of the man?

"Dad?" Freya was surprised.

Mother, Aya is very fond of mother beyond anything. Every time you cry because of your father, Aya gets hurt too. But why mother? No matter how many times you get hurt, no matter how bad you are, you always forgive. Mother, Aya knows the feelings of mother, Aya understands because Aya is also in the same position as mother. Retaining someone only because of sweet memories in the past. Now what should Aya do mother? Forgave her? Receive it? But why is it so difficult.

About the sense that must be eternal in the verse, about the asmaraloka that became melancholia, about the treasure that must be lara.