Dusk In March
Meeting at the Secretariat
Today I have a monthly meeting of the organization's board. After returning from campus I decided to go directly to the secretariat because the meeting will start at 3 pm. My class ended at half-time at 3pm. From the campus I walked with Anita and Fatma to the secretariat because the distance was quite close. The three of us were friends on campus, we were also in the same campus organization, the red cross organization on campus. Along the way we told about the increasingly busy lectures and the tasks that accumulate. Plus the busyness in the organization makes us have to be smart to divide the time so as not to miss.
We arrived at the secretariat. I saw Mas Bayu sitting on the secretariat porch playing his guitar. He stopped playing his guitar when Anita and Fatma sat on the secret porch. Mas Bayu threw a smile at the three of us.
"Mas Bayu is afraid that his luggage has been cut off by his girlfriend". Anita suddenly made a sound. I turned to the baby who responded to Anita's words with a chuckle.
"Yes you know. On facebook status galau mulu". Anita chimed in.
Whahuh? Has Bayu broken up with his girlfriend? How I don't know. Indeed, I rarely open facebook, so I did not know he painted the status of upset there. But in WA he never made a status fuss. I was busy with my own thoughts.
"Who else will soon be the target". Mba Eni who just came out of the secret also mocked Mas Bayu.
"Better I'm En". Replied Mas Bayu while glancing at me.
"Already, already, let's start the meeting. It's all complete". Mas Bayu survived because Mbak Ratna ended this mockery.
This meeting discussed the social service plan planned to be implemented in SD in one of the Subdistricts in Jember, as well as refreshing for members of the organization. The meeting went quite smoothly and obtained a meatball deal will be held at SD 003 Panti Subdistrict, and refreshing will be held at Papuma beach after the meatballs activities are completed.
After the meeting ended I saw Mas Bayu rushing away and driving his motorcycle outside the secret yard. I don't know where he went. Me, Anita and Fatma also rushed away because the Maghrib Adhan had almost reverberated. In addition, we are also tired all day college and plus organizational meetings in the secretariat. The three of us were always together, both on campus and in secret, so we were nicknamed triad.
The three of us went home on foot. I've reached the alley in front of my hostel, while Anita and Fahma still have to walk a little further to get to their boarding house. Arriving at the boarding house I rushed to take a bath and perform Maghrib prayers. After praying I took a lecture module to study. Calculate for the preparation of the midterm exam so that later SKS time is not really UTS. SKS, an overnight speeding system, a term we often use to describe an impromptu learning habit without preparation. Hehe...
I don't feel like time is going fast and I'm hungry. Good thing it was bought to eat with Nesti. So after learning I can eat right away without having to go outside to buy food.
I finished eating my eyes so heavy. Full stomach plus a gust of fan in my room makes my eyes heavier. I was sleepy and tired, so chose to lay on the bed and get ready for bed. Just now I closed my eyes suddenly there was a message coming in on my phone. Mas Bayu's. The name of the sender of the message.
"What time is college morning?". The message written there.
"Hour 9". My reply.
Duuuhh, why the hell is everyone's phone-phone. I don't know anyone is sleepy. My grunts in my heart. I lazily answered the phone from Mas Bayu.
"Campio". I answered lazily while closing my eyes that stay 5 watts
"Have you slept?". There was a voice across the phone.
"Hm".
"Oohh, sorry to bother you. Heheh". He was even a whiny.
"Tomorrow morning I'm going to Solo". Further
"Certainly?". My answer is still lazy. In my heart it is important to tell me.
"I'd like to drop something on you, would you?".
"What?".
"Some, I'll take you to your hostel tomorrow morning".
"Hmmm.yes".
"Yes, continue the bobo. Have a good dream". Tut tut tut tut's. Mas Bayu hung up.
I who used to sleep heavily so lost my sleep because of the phone call from Mas Bayu. What kind of stuff does he want to put on me?. It's always weird that one guy is.