My children are not my seeds
Chap8s. A Tiring Journey

Running small, Johan and Leyna try to catch a PATAS bus that looks ready to leave.

“Live one seat Mas” shouted assistant bus who was preparing to close the front door. Johan ran over to the door of the bus ready to leave,

“The one standing up is okay Pak” shouted Johan trying to beat the roar of bus machines that are mutually unpretentious mingling with bus assistants who crowded shouting their bus destinations.

“Sorry, we can't. Later I will doubt from the travel supervisor of the company” bus is indeed famous for discipline in serving passengers. Johan was very disappointed.

The bus had already started to retreat from the parking area when a passenger chased after it. The entire bus seat was filled and they left for their destination.

Johan returns to the waiting room of the terminal platform where Leyna awaits him in disappointment.

“It looks like it was the last PATAS bus this morning” Johan complained to Leyna.

“Just bumel Mas, Mbak” a bus assistant offered to Johan and Leyna after seeing they failed to get a PATAS seat.

“That's the last PATAS zone morning mas, later in the afternoon there will be another” said the bus assistant.

“Siang usually there sir?” ask Johan.

“Iya but bus passes from other cities, not specifically departing from here” replied the bus assistant.

“Indeed why if the bus continues Pak?” Leyna asked the assistant.

“Yes can not be expected mbak, it could be the seat is full and no one down here, it could be,

or even if there are not necessarily two seats side by side” Leyna was horrified if she had to travel long while Johan sat away from her and there were other passengers, especially the man beside her.

“Have been riding bumel only mas, this we are ready to leave, there are still many seats that side by side.

“Bumel is a vehicle what is Jo?” leyna whispers to Johan.

“Oh bumel it's a bus that stops at any place to ride-down passengers on demand” Johan told Leyna.

“If PATAS will only stop to raise passengers inside the terminal course” he continued.

“What's the difference?” Leyna still doesn't understand Johan's explanation.

“Ya is obviously comfort, in addition to travel time becomes longer, bumel can transport passengers to crammed like pindang” fish explained Johan.

“Ongkos bumel bus is much cheaper, so they are looking for as much income by piling passengers as usual” Leyna continues to look at the face of Johan either understand or not with his words.

“Ya already bumel ride only?” leyna.

“You're serious?” Johan looked Leyna in the eye to reassure her girl.

“Unfortunately you want to sit on this platform until afternoon Jo” Leyna test.

Actually with Leyna nearby, anything will feel comfortable to do. Especially just sitting on the platform all day. But of course Johan does not want his girl to be dumb for most of the day at the terminal.

"I don't want to take a bus on the bus to sit alone" Leyna reasoned.

“Ayo mas, will have to wait another 15 minutes if not leave with me now” assistant bus leave them both to the front door that is still open.

The bus driver was impatient to press the gas and honk to deafen his ears.

“Jo” said Leyna while holding Johan's hand gently ahead of Johan towards the bus door.

Every name is called Leyna, anything Johan does. Like a buffalo he followed Leyna's steps.

Riding the bus stairs a bit hastily from the front door, Johan chose an empty seat lined with two. Bumel bus seats are 2 in the left of the hallway and 3 in the right. in contrast to PATAS bus seats which are left right in 2-2 formation.

Johan asks Leyna to sit by the window to make it more comfortable.  The bus leaves immediately, the conductor goes around pulling the fare.

“Down where mas” asked the conductor. Johan offered the money and mentioned the destination of the city's next terminal.

The bus exits the terminal and travels at high speed, but at a stop near the intersection

only 5 KM from the terminal has stopped. Wait 15 minutes until the next bus is visible in the distance.

“We will be down at the next city terminal only Ley” said Johan.

“Why don't you just keep going Jo” asked Leyna

“Lagian we had not had time to eat breakfast because of hurry” continued Johan

“Oh yes, I want to eat meatballs just” said Leyna. Johan smiled, only once did his lover express the desire of the meal menu when both.

“Ya happened to be near the terminal exit there is a delicious and cheap meatball stall. I often eat there while still a student and often return to the village” Johan's smile never ceaselessly expands.

The bus runs at a speed like a demon, but at every turn stops lingering waiting

passengers or waiting for a bus with the same destination behind them are seen in the distance. So does the bus that runs first in front.

Passengers finally jostled. However, the buskers alternated up and down at each stop.

Leyna smiled every busker displaying her skills. From melodious to sullen sounds, from dangdut songs, koplo pop to keroncong are all there. Beggars do not want to lose taking turns to sell mercy.

The tiring journey was not felt because Johan's hand continued to be held Leyna in his lap. Occasionally Leyna squeezed and held tightly onto Johan's fingers, while throwing a smile.

“Excuse me mbak, mas. Like willingly origin sincere” once the buskers thrust the container to attract the compassion of passengers.

“No need to all be given Ley” Johan whispered every time Leyna's left hand inserted a coin into the busking container.

“Let's just Jo, horrified also see the mas full of tattoos so” said Leyna gave not because of comfort, but because of pity or fear to see the buskers and beggars.

“Still this old Jo?” ask Leyna.

“Let's Ley in a minute, are you tired?” said Johan

“Not yet, Bored. Do not have the heart to also see them standing in tails throughout the trip” said Leyna.

“Ya risk ride Ley cheap freight. Inhuman” kilah Johan

“Meanwhile I was trying to catch up to PATAS, I myself was used to it, but I feel sorry for you” he continued.

“Nothing Jo, I'm just hungry” Leyna trying to cheer Johan up.

“Tuh, the terminal has been seen” said Johan, Leyna tried half-standing to be able to look forward. Bus

a sharp turn enters the terminal gate. Passengers who stand holding on tight so as not to fall to the side while complaining.

Not to mention completely stopping, the passengers near the door had already jumped out. They are like hunted ghosts and want to be free soon.

Johan took Leyna's hand. Wearing a backpack in front of his chest.

“Kok you bring her bag so sih” Leyna wonder.

“Sini gentian I brought you” he continued.

“Sst. You do not know, this atmosphere is usually used by the hands of jahil” whispered Johan

“Begini is safer so I can keep an eye on” just look ahead.

“Ihh...” Leyna horrified. A man glared at him, while his friends were in action in the crowd of passengers at the back door.

“Have not seen, pretend not to know”, Johan said in horror.

"My Topet and Jo's HP" Leyna was worried.

"It's safe inside" whispered Johan back.

Johan pulled Leyna's hand and descended through the front door. Once below he continues to drag Leyna away from the bus, worried about dealing with the criminals.

“Pelan Jo” Leyna slightly ran following Johan's long steps. Johan slowed his pace after believing there was no problem with them.

“We eat meatballs first Ley, diwarung it's okay?” Johan pointed to the meatball stall that used to be

his subscription.

“Iya Jo Hungry once I” Leyna said.

The two of them entered a narrow stall crowded with customers who were having lunch.