I'm not Kunti
CHAPTER 2
Suddenly, a group of Kunti came towards them.
“Loe why Shil here, together again with Mr Rt?” Ask Cindy the narcissistic Kunti.
“Biasalah search wind, Cind!”
“Oh yes, Shil. Yesterday you were asked by Pocong burik tuh. She misses loe, hehe, ”
“Heart-amit!”
“Lagian already three days you do not go to college. Why, Shil?”
“Gue again males college, Cind. The lesson is ngebosenin, all all ngebosenin”
“Oh, yes. Loe wants to come with us - we don't?”
“Emang loe go, Cind?”
“We-we want to mengapelin Pocong in the next complex.”
“What’an tuh, napkin?” Ask Shishil wonder.
“Ngapel, weekly nights. Don't have a guy?”
“Cowok, make what’an?”
“Shil, Shil. Kunti is beautiful but oneng. Instead of falling in love, let you know what it means real man” replied Kunti Belang.
“Fall in love? what’an Cind in love with?”
“Falling in love is more delicious than the smell of incense. Yaudah I want to say something first. Dahhh” Answer Cindy. Instantly, the group of Kunti left him. Shishil just fell silent and wondered, what is it to fall in love? Is it a weekly night?
“Pak Rt, fall in love what is it?”
“Love it just makes a wound, Shil” replied Mr. Rt.
“Means Mr Rt?” Ask Shishil wonder.
“Later you also know, Shil. Yaudah, Mr. Rt wants to go around first. Who knows can get new information” Said Mr. Rt. Mr. Rt immediately left him.
“Who yes, who knows about love?” Shishil's heart.
Night after night passed, a question began to touch the depths of Shisil the kunti's heart. Because he still thinks about the meaning of love. Whether love makes wounds as said by Mr. Rt or love is as delicious as the smell of incense as his friend said. However, while Sishil was daydreaming, it suddenly crossed his mind to meet Cindy the narcissistic Kunti. Because, she's sure Cindy knows about love.
Arriving at Cindy's house. Shishil was so surprised, because there were many Kunti who were joking. Shishil was so doubtful. However, out of curiosity about love, Shishil ventures out to meet her.
“Cindy..?” Shishil asked doubtfully. At that moment Kunti named Cindy approached him.
“Hey, Shil. Tumben loe playing at my house?”
“Iya, Cind. Is there something I want to ask you about? Oh yes, Kunti-Kunti tumben on gathering at loe?”
“Biasalah, monthly Arisan Kunti.by the way you want what, Shil?”
“Gue wants it, Cind.” Shishil was silent and nervous.
“You know what, Shil. So nervous?”
“Gue want to know about Love?”
“Gue is not wrong, Shil?”
“Gue seriously, Cind. I wonder what love is?”
“Yaudah loe come with me!” Cindy said. He immediately invited Shishil to meet his colleagues who were shaking arisan.
“Who came out his name today, Bet(Cunti Betty)?”
“Yang out si Kunti Alay, Cind!”
“Not my sustenance. Oh, ja. I know my friend from yesterday. Name's Shishil. He again needs our help.”
“What help, Cind?”
“She wants to know about love?” Heard Cindy's words. The Kunti laughed out loud.
“Loe meet Kunti where, Cind?”
“This is our campus friend, at the devil's college. Only, he rarely hangs out with us. She's the same class as me”
“Oh, yes. What's the name loe?” tanya Kurik (Kunti burik).
“My name, Shishil.”
“Loe wants to know love. Meaning you've never been in love?”