Dusk In March
Papuma (Sunset)
"Where is Rim, all ready? Tent, licensing, consumption?". Ask Mas Bayu to me in front of the secret. The other friends were busy putting tents and cooking utensils in the car. Fatma is also busy paying attention and counting the members who will participate in the activities today.
"Udah Mas, everything's done". I replied while putting food in the trunk of Mas Deni's car.
We've been getting ready since 3pm at the secret. After Ashar just glided to Papuma. We bring rice and side dishes that are ripe to be brought there. Also some corn and sausages to burn by the beach. Not exciting if to the beach there is no burning event, burning food means. Hehe.
We stayed one night in Papuma. Because the papuma board allows 'em, we chose Saturday night Sunday to hold refreshing activities for the board and members of the red cross organization. Mobil Mas Deni is full of tents and food supplies as well as cooking equipment. Anita and Riska ride in Mas Deni's car. The other 10 people were on motorcycles. Adi with Nadia, Ayu with Mas Hafidz, Fatma with Mas Fandi, Wawan with mba Vina, while I was definitely piggybacked by Mas Bayu. While Mbak Eni, Mbak Ratna, Mas Rayhan and Mbak Reni followed later, because they happened to be again at the house mbk Reni which is located close to Papuma Beach.
"Will pray Ashar please yes, we immediately leave". Said Mas Bayu to us who were sitting in front of the Secret after sounding Adhan reverberating. Then we took turns to take ablution and congregational prayer in the secret.
We have finished performing the Ashar prayer when the time shows at 4 pm. Mas Bayu rushed to lock the secret door and invited the group to leave immediately. It took 1 hour to get to Papuma, and so as not to get to Papuma we immediately left after everything is ready and complete members. One by one our motorcycles left the secret yard, followed by the Mas Deni car the very back.
"Nobody missed Rim?". Mas Bayu asked while looking at me who was sitting behind his puppet.
"Aman Mas's". I answered while fixing the helmet.
This is the second time I've been piggybacked on Mas Bayu, but somehow I'm still awkward. The thought that all this time sitting on the motorbike was Sinta really disturbed my mind at this time.
Our motorbike continued to drive away from the city and has arrived in the beautiful countryside. Little kids play ball on a big field. Some of the mothers were seen taking clothesline. We also passed through a crowd of children who were waiting in line to buy a peek in front of the mosque.
The sun has been increasingly leaning to the west, making the heat of the day changed with cooler air. Sometimes Mas Bayu looks back and invites me to chat, making sure I am not sleepy in his arms. The longer this journey took us away from residential areas to more deserted and sparsely populated streets.
From the motorway we turned to a small road with a view of the rice fields on his right left. Green rice plants make the eyes so cool and fresh. Getting into the asphalt road changed with the rocky dirt road. The scenery of rice-planted rice fields has also changed with the view of large trees on the edge of the forest. We seem to be close to the beach.
Soon the sea was in sight before our eyes. Looks boisterous cheers of the group who looked excited to see the sea. But we haven't reached our destination yet. The sea we just saw is watu ulo. While our destination, Papuma beach is still a few kilometers away from the beach watu ulo. We still have to turn right and go uphill.
"Rim Handle". Say Mas Bayu while looking at me. Instead of holding on to his body, I was holding on to the back of his motorbike.
As I passed the downhill road I strengthened my hand grip on the back of the motor. Holding on the motorbike strip I was also very amazed by the view of the sea that lay before my eyes. My heart was already cheering happily impatiently wanting to quickly get up and play sand there.
Suddenly Mas Bayu braked suddenly which made my grip detach and my helmet collided with his helmet. Reflexes hit his shoulder hard. He complained and apologized.
"Sorry Rim, there's a monkey passing by". He said he apologized for letting me be surprised.
Mas Bayu then parked his motorbike in the parking lot under a large shady tree. Followed by other motor groups. While Mas Deni cars choose a parking lot in a wider area. Fatma and Nadia immediately ran towards the beach while cheering cheerfully. While there also looks Mba Ratna and Mas Rayhan who had arrived first. Mba Eni and Mba Reni prefer to sit under a tree while taking some pictures using the camera.
Mas Bayu and Mas Deni dropped the tent which was rather large in size from the trunk of the car and began to erect the tent. While I, Anita some other friends also helped set up our tents. We brought a small tent that only fit 3 people. The coast guard officer suddenly came to us and offered us a long table loan. Without thinking we immediately agree. Mas Fandi and Adi immediately followed the beach attendant to pick up the table and immediately returned with a table. Not bad, make a place to put food, because it is not possible to all put in the trunk of Mas Deni's car. Wawan and Ayu instantly moved some of the groceries to the long table. While the grill is put down below. After finishing setting up the tent some of us immediately ran to the beach to enjoy the sunset, because the time has shown at half 6 pm, the sun immediately sets. Mas Bayu and some male friends were still busy chatting in front of the tent while lighting a fire using firewood.
Me, Fatma and Anita were sitting on the beach. Enjoy the waves that come and go alternately. Sometimes our feet are also wet with splashes of sea water. The sun slowly sank along with the pounding waves that hit the reef and left a beautiful twilight hue painting the sky. I didn't realize Mas Bayu was sitting next to me. When I looked to my right side he was already sitting and looking at me while throwing a smile at me. Wrong behavior with his sudden presence I immediately turned my face towards Anita who was sitting on my left side. The sea breeze caressed my face which at this moment might have already reddened. I took the hair rubber from my pants pocket and tied my hair that was hit by the wind. Mas Bayu is still watching me who this time is tying hair.
"Good heavens". Mas Bayu opened the conversation.
"This kayak gini view is suitable to be enjoyed both with a girlfriend, not with you guys". Chirp Anita.
"Mas Bayu did not invite Sinta anyway. Sitting together while chatting together here is equally guaranteed you guys must be back. I think Mas Bayu is still heavy will split with Sinta". Added again. I don't know why I heard it.
"Why should I ask if there are others. Heheh". Reply Mas Bayu while looking ahead. Towards the sun that was almost completely sunk.
"I mean Mas Bayu Rima. Ciyeeeee". Chirps Anita who made my hand immediately pinch her arm. He grimaces in pain. While Mas Bayu only showed a thin smile hearing Anita's sentence.
"Udah, no, disperse. Maghrib Prayer. Mulu loves". Sahut Fatma stood up and shook off the sand attached to her pants. Then he immediately stepped foot leaving the three of us who were still sitting.
"Wait Fat". Anita runs after Fatma.
Now stay me and Mas Bayu. Both with him made the atmosphere awkward. So I decided to follow Fatma and Anita to perform Maghrib prayers.
"Sholat first Mas". I said to Mas Bayu while standing up.
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The atmosphere of Papuma Beach tonight is quite crowded because of our arrival. In addition to us there are also some people who set up tents for camping. But our horde was crowded because we were 16 people. We were busy arranging rice and side dishes on a mat held in the middle of some tents we set up. The total tent we set up was 6. Me, Fatma and Anita were in the same tent. We deliberately set up a tent that is quite close to the mosque and bathroom. Some of the boy's friends were busy burning corn and sausages, while Anita was busy commenting if any corn started to burn. Basic Anita, most chatty and ceplos. Mas Rayhan, Mas Deni and Adi seemed to be humming cheerfully with the accompaniment of the guitar Mas Bayu singing the song Dewa 19, love will bring you back.
We were all happy, enjoying a Sunday night together at Papuma Beach.
After putting the finished corn and sausages on the mat we sat 16 times around the food that was served. Mas Hafidz led the prayer before the meal before we finally ate this dinner very greedily. Every now and then one of us made a joke and was greeted by another laugh. What a cheerful Sunday night. As the purpose of this refreshing activity, to establish cohesiveness between managers and members of the organization.
After dinner, we performed the congregational prayer at the mosque. After that we sat back on the mat. Some exchanged stories, some played the guitar and sang, some played cell phones, some also took turns. We sat relaxing in the moonlight and dimming the petromak lamp.
"Temen-temen, we play games yuk". Adi suddenly opened his voice.
"May, may, let's not sleepy". Nadia agreed.
"We share 2 groups. Trus alternated singing the song 'eat what'. The last one can not answer later given questions that must be answered honestly by the group. How's it?". Adi explained the rules of the game tonight.
"agree". Anita.
"Yes, it was direct. Rima, Anita, Fatma, Ms Reni, Ms Ratna, Mas Deni, I'm with Wawan group 1. Mas Bayu, Mas Rayhan, Mbak Eni, Vina, Nadia, Mas Fandi, Mas Hafidz and Riska group 2. Okay, please join the respective mading group". Instruct Adi to us which we directly carry out.
Each group now sat facing each other. Adi asked one of the group representatives to come forward and suit. Mbak Reni forward represents our group, while Mas Bayu group is represented by Vina. Mbak Reni wins the suit. So our group sang first.
"Eat what, eat what, eat what now. Now eat what, eat what now?". Group 1, our group.
"Eat corn, eat corn, eat corn now. Now what corn, what corn now?". Answer group 2 also with a song.
"Corn sweet, sweet corn, sweet corn now. Now sweet what, sweet what, sweet what now?". Reply to group 1 again.
Group 2 seemed to be whispering, and for too long gave an answer they were finally declared defeated.
"Okay, our question is. When did Mas Rayhan sleep with Ratna?". The sentence from Adi was thrown out just like that which was greeted by applause from the two groups.
Reni's mother just smiled shyly, as well as Mas Rayhan. But finally Mas Rayhan stood in the middle of the two groups while chortling.
"Wait for Ratna to graduate from college, insyaallah". Mas Rayhan replied at last to the applause and the screams of friends.
"Mbak Ratna, graduated from college. Because the brother is ready to propose". Kelakar Adi who was greeted by a standing ovation again.
"Okay, go again. Group 1 singing". Adi continued. And we continued playing the simple game singing and answering using the song 'eat what', until finally our group lost. This time it was Mas Deni who asked the question.
"Well, the question is, when did Rima and Bayu become?". Cheers were heard, but I was embarrassed. Didn't expect to hear this kind of question. Look out for you, Den. My soul is in my heart.
"Eehh, Rima can't be the same as Mas Bayu. Rima likes other guys". Anita suddenly made a sound. I who had just looked down embarrassed immediately raised my face.
"Rima likes farm boys. Isn't that Rim?". This time Anita looked at me with a smile. I had to smile. Kulrikik Mas Bayu who now looks bowed lethargic while wrapping his hands on both feet. There was no sound of applause or applause. All speechless.
"When I knew they were made. Very festive see Mas Bayu pedekate continue to be the same Rima but not spit-spy so it". Adi's comments made my face red with embarrassment.
"Jadian, jadia, made up". Guided by Mas Deni the friends even cheered. Kulirik Mas Bayu who this time revealed a smile to me. I'm getting embarrassed.
"Udah, take a break. Tomorrow morning we'll see the sunrise". Excited Mba Eni.
Thankful that Ma'am Eni immediately ended this game. We immediately went into each other's tents. But there are still those who survive sitting on the mat while enjoying coffee. I lay my body on the soft carpet that was held in the tent. I pulled my jacket zipper until it covered my neck because the night the air was getting cold. Anita and Fatma are asleep. Maybe they were exhausted from the trip this afternoon. But I still find it hard to close my eyes. There was a soft snoring from Anita that made me difficult to fall asleep. I played music slowly from my phone hoping sleepiness was approaching soon. But I immediately turned it off, because from outside the tent I heard the guitar passages and the voice of Mas Bayu humming singing the song Yovie n Nuno, the sacred promise. I listened to the song with a smile on my lips until I fell asleep.
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