Anesta And Mahesa
Love at the first sight

"It was love at the first sight, at the last sight, at ever and ever sight"

- Vladimir Nabokov - - Vladimir

Semarang, year 2000

"Nez, tired of it?"Dea peeked out from between the doors of my room. His face looked timid.

"Yes, just returned from KKN De village. Not a shower yet?"

I who was still in a lying position finally woke up and straightened my body. Really my body feels crumpled after having to travel for hours.

***

Me and my friends just came home from submitting our KKN results report to Mr. Village Chief. We had seven people in one group and were stationed in one village. KKN is a real work lecture, is a subject that must be taken by students as one of the graduation requirements. Usually students approaching the final semester are taking this course.

Our KKN village which is far away from Semarang makes us have to leave early in the morning to be able to go home in the afternoon to Semarang and not overnight on the road. Moreover, village transportation is very limited and time-restricted making us have to carefully calculate travel time.

We had to take a bus from Semarang for a few hours and pass a slightly winding road making my head become dizzy. After that proceed with taking village transportation and must pass the road that is still in the form of macadam. Really, right now I long to just lie down and sleep until morning.

Although we were tired, we were so happy to be reunited after a few weeks apart. One month together during KKN made the seven of us become close even some were smitten with each other and finally dating. It turned out that a month together made many memories between the seven of us and the farewell was sad. When we got together and remembered everything, we laughed and felt funny. That a few weeks apart has made us feel very homesick.

***

Back to Dea who was currently in my room, looking at me with pleading eyes.

"Can you please?"he said slowly again.

"What? Nemenin to the Mall?" ask me pretentious, because all I know is that it's his habit.

Dea really likes the way to the mall, if a day does not go to the mall like his body hurts all.

Uh, but she usually goes with her boyfriend.

"No, look. Um, I'm not good at talking about it. How ya?"

"For a few hours you didn't see me, you were confused about what to say?Cepetan, I'm gonna take a bath and sleep!" I patted my bed that looked comfortable in my eyes. Even though the bed is hard, but right now I miss it a lot.

"Where should I start?" His face was pink, with his lips tilted to the right and to the left. Almost cute with a round face, big eyes and white skin.

"I'll have an acquaintance at KKN's place, and we'll be close. I like him and he likes me too." Oh, I smell the scent of infidelity.

Now my face looks funny, between confusion and shock. "How's your girlfriend crus?"

"I'm still dating Jo, but I can't lie to my heart about not being interested in Dion."

"Dion knew you had a boyfriend?" Dea nodded.

"Eh, she also has a boyfriend. We are still with our boyfriends. But we can't not be interested in each other. How's dong?"

"This is the name of the Story of Love Nanggung, my KKN friends also have something like this. Trus confused yourself like you."

"I want to ask you for help, Dion's coming tonight but not his friend. Would you please accompany Dion's friend?"

Especially this?Those who cheated on me why I was so bothered had to help cover up their affair. I don't know Dion and his friends. What if the man is unpleasant and 'tulalit' alias not connect when spoken to. I am easy to be friends with anyone but actually I am a little choosy in making friends. As much as possible I avoid people who do not connect when spoken to and the knowledge is only as wide as the cranium. If I happen to meet such a person I choose to be quiet and listen with a feeling of regret.

"Oh De, I was hoping to go straight to sleep. I miss my bed." My face intentionally made me feel sorry for him to fall for his pity and cancel his crazy plan.

"Help dong yes, this once," he asked with a big smile.

I never refused my best friend's request. And I knew she would never ask for help, there must be a second, third and so forth request from this beauty.

***

Oh yeah, I'll introduce a little bit of myself. My name is Anesta, a student at a state university. Now I'm in my final semester, hoping next year I can finish college and get a college degree and work. My hopes are not grandiose.

Living as a boarding child, with the money sent from the mother who is very fitting for the cost of living one month is sometimes very sad and increasingly spur the desire to graduate immediately.

The mother of a widow has three children who are all in college. It was a tough struggle for my mom.

That's why I have to finish my college so as not to become a burden on my mother.

At this cost we lived three with one mother. There was Dea a faculty friend, even he was also my best friend from the beginning we became freshmen. There is also Muli, who attended other faculties.

My acquaintance with Dea was normal, but when chatting we both fit in. Be friends for about 3 years.

***

"Nes, it's almost maghrib!Get ready quickly, beautiful dress up! Dion said he was a cute friend."Dea turned her head to my room and saw that I was still lying on my back. I want to sleep. Bodo is just like Dion's cute friend! I buried my face in the pillow, feeling bad for Dea but powerless to resist. I don't want to hurt her heart. All right, this once!

"Yes, 5 minutes. I'm still lazy!" I shouted back at his orders.

"H, spiel!" Dea pulled my hand so I could wake up.

I'm sorry bed, I have to leave you temporarily. I said in my heart as my palm rubbed the bed.

I immediately took my step into the bathroom

"Yes, Princess, I'll take a bath so that Princess is not ashamed." I was being deliberately dramatic, it was possible that Dea would change her decision and cancel my meeting with her friend Dion. If that happened I would have hugged him tightly and kissed him on the cheek. Ah, honey!

It just remains my wishful thinking, Dea even more raised her eyeballs to see me being dramatic.

***

"Nes, Dion has come!" I heard Dea yelling from below. Our room was on the second floor. So there are often magical cries if there are guests or friends who are looking. Our voice can rise to so many octaves if it screams like that.

"Well, how do you want to dress up and be beautiful when suddenly the light bulb breaks," I grumbled.

I tried many times, the lights still did not want to turn on. Finally I stopped trying and dressed up just by relying on the sunlight that was about to set.

Let it be, tomorrow-tomorrow shall not see you again

The important thing is to smell and use powder.

***

I peeked at Dion and his friend from the living room window. They were talking to Dea on the porch. The man who will be the partner to 'cover the affair' looks handsome with his white shirt. I smiled widely, not in vain my sacrifice.

"Here's Nes!Recognize this Dion's with Mahesa!" Dea smiled widely, her facial expression sumringah. When I was in love, I could even see twinkles in Dea's eyes that looked like diamonds. Hm...

A little chatter exchanging stories about KKN and ask them at what faculty.

It turns out that Mahesa was not a college friend of Dion's, she attended a private university. He knew Dion because they had been friends since Elementary School. Funny to be friends from childhood until now. While I never had friends like that because my father always moved the city because of his work.

"Nes, we'll have a chat at the boarding house while you two go wherever you want to go on Dion's bike?" Dea arranged everything. Both of my brows furrowed, interrupted by Dea's plan.

I saw Mahesa asking for her consent. We just got to know Mahesa, I'm afraid she's objecting.

"Yes, go now!"his orders.

Ih, it is not polite that Dea and Dion repel us as if we were a mosquito intruder. I can only give up and hope this handsome guy becomes a fun friend. Not to be in vain my sacrifice.

***

"Where are we going?" I asked to the point, I was lazy to mince words.

"Where's it going, Nes?" ask her in a quiet voice.

"Find the lesehan food stall yeah, I'm hungry haven't eaten since lunch."

"Well, which area?"

"Whatever it takes, it's important that the place is clean."

By riding a Dion motorcycle, we drove to the area of Gajah Mada.

"Where is this bike like this again!" rukkukku in the heart. Characteristics of a typical motorcycle guy whose seat is very high, if sitting behind likes to "sag".

Cook just knew his seat was tacky. I held the back seat firmly to defend my position so as not to sag.

I hope he doesn't realize how tense I am because of this.

***

"Mm Sa, why are we being told to leave?Have a chat with the four at the boarding house." I asked in a loud voice, afraid that he would not hear because my voice was like being drowned by the wind.

"Si Dion did not let it be caught cheating on you with your friend. Afraid she's the same boyfriend. Her boyfriend spies a lot."

"Part of using all cheating events, will even confuse themselves the two of them." I replied in a dislike tone. I hate infidelity.

"Yes that way! Dion's girlfriend is terrible."

"Why, would Dion?I think Dion's his son is calm."Mahesa just put her shoulder out.

"What message?" tanyakanya.

"It's like eating good fried rice. I'll have some spicy fried rice, put on an omelet and drink some anget tea." I mentioned my order is complete. I'm already so hungry.

"Yes, I ordered that too."

While waiting for the order Mahesa suddenly said, "Your powder is not flat."He pointed at my face. Her smile broadened to see me misbehaving.

Ih, how is it not wrong to talk about a guy who just knew, cute anyway. If the guy who talks to friends who often hang out with me anyway, I don't care.

"Ehm, yes. The bulb in my room broke up. Mana was told to quickly go down the same Dea. Not to be willing to dance, this is also the maximum is usually never differentiated," I said while grinning. I rubbed my face hoping that my powder would flatten, and my look was a bit light. Actually I'm ashamed, but I have to be uplifting and look confident.

While eating we talked about anything. From the beginning of trivial matters to things that are rather heavy.

I think Mahesa is a fun person, and nice to talk to about anything.

For me he became one of the potential guys who can be a candidate as a girlfriend. Especially when she sees her smile, her sweet nature.

If my guy friends say "including a smile that's too high in glucose",

Sometimes they like to overdo it when describing something.

***

From the beginning I saw her smile when I introduced myself, I was like drugged. I felt like I was in love with her smile.

Her smile besides being sweet also looks sincere. Ah, I don't know how to describe it.

I seem to be in love at first sight.

Love at the first sight when people say and I love that feeling.

This is the second time I have felt that feeling. Before my first boyfriend. I fell in love at first sight and also with a smile that I thought was sweet.

***

"You laper or doyan?You eat it fast?" he said with a big smile. I would be ashamed, if I could sink to the bottom of the earth. The issue of powder is now a matter of eating. Should I be able to behave more calmly, he said a potential girlfriend? How can I not keep my attitude?

Sometimes I can't behave like a girl in general, if eating can be calm, slow.

"Both. I love fried rice and lager."I answered just then.

"I have friends hanging out with eight guys who are all boys. Usually on Sunday night I go with them. If they eat the same they can not be the model of the calem-kalem girl. Eating should be quick lest it be left behind." I tried to explain that he was familiar with my attitude.

"Well, there are no girls, right?"

"No, the girl's just me."

"Why do you want to walk with them?"

"They're his kids fun . I can talk to them anything, except about 'fashion'. Don't understand them about that."

Yes yes, my friends are mostly from engineering faculty who do not care about appearance. Never mind about clothes, they diligently take a shower is good

It didn't feel like we were talking for a long time, it was half ten in the evening.

Our conversation was fun. I am very hard to separate from him.

"Yuk, come home already malem is not good with your boarding mother. I'll think I'll take someone else's kid running."

In my heart I wish there was tomorrow, to meet him.

I was in love.