ARMY, DEAD (EPS. 3)
2. Introductions
Arda works for one of the big companies engaged in construction, but his position is just an ordinary employee, not too special but enough to support himself. Unlike his little friend who got married yesterday, Arda is just the son of a retired man who lives a mediocre life. From childhood he was used to living a simple and what it is, but when he was in high school, his father had to leave him first, which made his life a little messy. But lucky he still has a tough mother, who finally able to make it better to be able to live life as it is today.
"Ehem, how? Not successful?" A message blurting out daydreams about his childhood. Arda understood what Dimas was asking about the message.
"Not yet, Dim, but this morning he was going to call the cave like, but not to lift." Arda replied to Dimas' message with a disappointed face, considering that this morning he had not had time to pick up a phone call from the woman he admired, as a result of the woman's number was difficult to contact.
"Yes, bro, don't give it up, she's a nice girl, just a little closed-off." Dimas' message this time a little encouraging him to keep trying, but there is a curiosity that Arda wants to ask his best friend.
"Dim, you know why he got covered like that?" In the end, Arda ventured to ask his best friend and hope that he gets important information about his girl. So that he can immediately determine the approach.
"Mmhh, how is it? The cave doesn't taste good." Dimas's answer made Arda grow curious, "What's wrong with the girl?" He murmured in his heart.
"Calm down, Dim, the cave can keep a secret." Arda is still trying to convince Dimas to tell her about the girl.
"Sori, Ar, the cave can not, it's his personal problem, and you could say it's a disgrace, maybe you just ask him later, if you already know deket, sure cave, maybe, you'll understand." Reading a reply from her best friend, Arda had to resist disappointment, but she realized that she could not force Dimas to tell her everything.
"Ok, Dim, thanks for the info." The message ended the conversation through the message of the two of them, but it turns out Dimas still returned the message.
"Ok, if you're serious about her, she's the right girl, she's nice, don't be wasted." Arda did not reply to the last message from his best friend, he still sat down daydreaming in his study, imagining the beauty and mystery of his beloved girl.
Time has shown more than seven o'clock in the evening, Arda has arrived at his house so tired. He had not had time to clean himself but he had first laid on his bed while holding a mobile phone in his right hand. He coolly stared at a number of pujaan girl who felt so tempting to laze around. There were doubts about contacting her again until it took a while for Arda to write a message and send it to that number.
His heart skipped a beat, waiting for something uncertain, whether the girl replied to him or not, or perhaps the message had no intention of being answered by him.
Long enough Arda waited, several times he looked at the screen of the phone just to make sure that no incoming messages were missed, but the results remained the same, because not a single new message came in. In the message box menu, all are still in the same position.
Across the street, a girl who had long lost her smile was staring at her phone screen. He saw a message coming in from the number he had been trying to reach since yesterday. There was no intention to reply to the message, so much doubt in his heart towards a man. Yes he knew that the one who tried to contact him was a man because from the message, he introduced himself.
But at once he wrote a message on the screen of his phone that unfortunately he had to send to his best friend, not to reply to the message of the man.
"Hhhmmmm, aren't you home?"
Long enough he waited for a reply from his best friend, but it turned out that he was waiting to reply to the message after almost half an hour had passed.
There is a doubt on him to ask for the help of his best friend, he feels too often troublesome to others just to ask for help driving away deserted.
"Would you stay at your house?"
This time it didn't take long until his best friend replied to him.
"Well, yeah, you're here now, yeah."
By ordering the services of an online motorcycle taxi, he went to the house of his best friend who was not far from his home. It only took him about fifteen minutes to get there.
"Thank you, bang." After arriving in front of his best friend's house, he went straight into the simple yard of the house, but the online motorcycle driver noticed him from afar, and after making sure his passengers reached their destination, after that he left.
Squeezed the bell that was next to the door of the house. Once no one opened the door. The second attempt is the same. He had to wait a few minutes until he finally saw the person who was no stranger to him.
"Eh you, auntie, who's the night you're at home."
"Yes aunt, I'm sorry to bother you." There is a feeling of unease when the one who greeted him was the mother of his best friend, even though they actually already knew each other.
"Get in, yuk." Aunt Diana invited him in, she already knew from her son that tonight there would be someone staying at her house.
"Ta, this is Aini coming." Aunt Diana immediately told Aini to go into her son's room without hesitation. He already knew her well, perhaps even considering her more than a friend to his son.
"You're in, yeah." Said the aunt with a friendly smile.
"Thank you aunt." Aini went straight to Anita's room, but not until she knocked on her door, Anita opened the door first.
"Hey." Aini immediately hugged her friend who was reciprocated also with a hug by her best friend.
They looked at each other without speaking, just a single bitter smile was drawn on the face, yet that alone was enough to make them understand each other what they were feeling at this moment.