Nariswari - Toll Road to Love
Today Say I Love You, Tomorrow Good Bye!

"June. June is on campus" I whispered. My eyes are staring at you. "It really?" I saw the dark-clothed man enter the corner room. I followed.

"What should I do?" tanyaku. "Shall I rebuke?" I rubbed my chin. Then shake. Ah, no! I can't be aggressive! That's, right, embarrassing! Women should also be ashamed, Mba said

Lilac.

 I smiled too, then frowned. Remembering yesterday. I'm almost getting married to June's cousin.

"If I see him, I'll beat him up!" hisisku softly clenched his fists. Even I had to busy myself, and I didn't want to go in front of his house anymore!

Saturday and Sunday are my school schedules. In addition to satisfying my scientific desires when I decided to continue college on a working holiday, as well as the pride of Mamak in the village, if his son can graduate, especially so that his salary can skyrocket, and more important, is to keep busy, so as not to drown in the terrible past.

About Natan liking me, then disappearing, coincided I was forced to accept it, and honestly, I was not the first one to help her, but Lila. Lila was going to my boarding house to defecate, because the office door was still locked. He glanced at my neighbor lying on the floor, then called out to me who was passing by. I helped Natan, and Lila ran to my boarding house.

Damn, Nathan disappeared!

She should have liked Lila, not me! He's the wrong guy. I'm just a servant who just happened to pass by. Then Natan's life scenario, took me to be one of the characters, yes, the characters. Antagonist! Apes-apes!

When I became Natan's friend, it changed like a cliche story I imagined. Because of Natan's sincerity, though doubtful if remembering Nathan's past. Probably impossible. I can take Nathan. If it wasn't for him being handsome and rich.

Even though Matre, for a serious life, which I will live until the end of the day, of course I do not want to marry Natan. Just because I saw sincerity, and I was defeated. Though the style of a fierce girl I've issued!

I shook my head, "Natan is only the past!" my whiskey. "The future is waiting for me. And June." I laugh. Then scratch. "Lecture spirit! Horse spirit!" I encouraged myself, raising both hands. Sure was! Because, college tuition, I'm the one who bears it.

***

"It's Cambollong." I commented. Cambollong in bugis means black.

June stops. As usual, he just kept quiet, not turned around. Why am I rebuking? I clap the jidat. The road is empty. As usual on holidays. Neighbors like to spend holidays to Ungaran, Jogja, or return to Demak or Pati. June is now bowed under a shady cherry tree, not far from

her house.

"I saw you at college yesterday." I smiled brokenly. Ah, already opened the conversation. I saw Jun still gently stroking the often pregnant black fur cat. I also opened the bag, then took out a lunch box containing anchovies, this stock I had eaten during class break. Then I leave it for dinner. And fate, I'll give it to Cambollong.

"Btw we're neighbors, loh!"

June just nodded small. Then leave.

I turned. What a weird cousin Natan! I smile. He's mute!

***

"June."

The cold man turned around. Keep your distance, looking stiff as usual. I rubbed my lips. He's still the same as yesterday. And it's always like that. I met him with a furious face. I have limited my patience.

"Woi, you are!" i screamed anxiously. He jumped in shock. "You're different, yes, antique, ah, no, weird." I'm nodding. Lip rub. "You're afraid of humans."

His face was different than before. "Here you go, relax with me, gini, I don't bite, you know." I moved both my hands forward and then meowed.

His lips seemed to move. I laugh. "You don't like humans. Let's just say I'm a big cat."

He's still looking. Strange expression. At least his eyes changed somewhat. I was weird. I don't usually care about guys. But June is different. Every time I saw it, I was either bewitched to want to know about it and empathized immediately.

And he's still the same. Taciturn. Making friends with him is like talking to a wall, ah, no, but with a tombstone. He harbored a mystical aura. But, I like it. It's strange!

***

"Why are you friends with Jun?"

I'm shocked. Scroll to the back. Is correct. Her. He who I miss, I long to pluck his teeth because of a scum.

He returns. Nathania.

"Why are you friends with Jun?"

Heart's beating. My eyes are rounded. Then turn to the side. I can see his figure. She's real. His feet are in the paving block. Nathania. Nathan returned. Meet me in the open space of the campus.

"Why are you friends with Jun?" repeated again. Face pale. Eyebrows wrinkling.

I clenched my hands. Growled. I just kept quiet. Then leave. I heard his typical footsteps chasing me.

My body quickly collided. I ran. Don't want to see his ugly face. You cowardly boy! Damnit damnit!

I turned. He's left behind. Be fat!

Still running the horse. I'm heading to the stop. Then sit down to rest, take as much air as possible. And before trans Semarang came, I was not alone.

There's Nathan here. How could? He's like a jinn ifrit!

"Narrivars. Nariswari Ola." He stands. His body is taking care of. He's moving closer to me. Real close. To the point that I could smell her perfume so bewitching. I stinged.

My hands are moving too. She smiles. Presents face. My finger then greeted his face, immediately flicking his right ear with the remains of the horse power I had. She screamed.

And I'm not satisfied. I pulled his ears red. He held my hand about to take off. Then my left hand hit his. He also fell to his knees. Red face.

This scene was one that Mamak often did when I was naughty. And Nathan must feel it.

"How's it feel? It hurt?" just pissed. As much as your ear hurts, no more hurt than I feel. How painful I am, as well as my family, Natan has memPHP them, not to mention office friends, neighbors, bosses and all those who often ask questions after your disappearance. At least your ears are healing. But, a female heart? Until yaumul qiyamah he will remember.

Nathan is still grimacing. Fanning his right ear. That's where I feel guilty. Because the scene is painful. I know, I was wrong too. Not honest from the beginning. Fearful. Afraid that you will leave. And that's true.

I'm nodding. And honestly I was moved, but not that easy, in his wishful young age. Today say I love you, tomorrow say good bye. Ah, nevermind!

"I'm sorry, yeah."

I was silent for a long time. Looking at a view other than himself, see lush trees and deserted trails. I exhaled. Then nod. His face immediately sparkled. "You know, as a good human being, we have to accept human forgiveness, right, we're not demons!"

"Interesting analogy." Natan smiles. Sweet smile. Ah, goddamn!

"Continue?" tanyakanya. "We can start what we started."

"Ma.. You mean that one?" manyaku.

Nathan nodded brightly. I took another long breath. "It's over!" reply fierce.

***

"You refused?" The saint was shocked. To the extent that the Madiun brem he ate jumped out. He also coughed. I calmed him down so as not to get the rumor into the big boss' ear.

"This is not the first time I've rejected it" I whispered. Not that I sold expensive. What, the hell, am I? Just kos-kosan kere's kid. I'm just afraid Natan will one day leave after Mimi returns. And I hate being wasted!

"Honey, this opportunity is not necessarily happening twice, you are not tired of being bullied because of singles?"

"Ah, I'm just happy, huh."

"Yes, Mba, we're the same age, we're already on a kid, you know, Mba, Mba's still tingting." Yunita joined the roar, laughing innocently, it seems she learned to bully from the Saints. Where'd he hear from? Wear infrasound hearing? I exhaled. Who gets married, who gets it? Getting married takes a long time! Need science!

"You guys! Yeah, well, if there's a good guy who's proposed, yeah, accepted." Lila also commented. Still looking at the computer screen. His fingers were typing agile. He is writing an article about youth. And no matter what his voice is like a toak.

"Indeed, is Nathan good?" ask me to the point.

"Yes, a good woman, a good one." I swallowed spit. Again Mba Lila issued a style

his talk.

"That means I'm a criminal, huh? What do thugs like?" tanyaku plain.

"Hush! Never mind, just accept it, Ri! Count you doing symbiosis commensalism. One is lucky, one gets nothing or is not harmed." The saint then laughed evilly.

"What, huh?"

"Yes, count to improve the offspring."

"What?" I gawk. Office friends laughing. Even Aziz and Mas Adi who pretended to be quiet pretentious with a headset in his ear also enjoyed. Medium, big boss glanced at us, then returned to his room.

Am I that ugly? Fuck up! Gini-gini, right, I'm sweet too! My praise is encouraging.

"Yes, anyway." I commented.

"Fixing the offspring, but, poor Nathan, my presence corrupts the offspring!" amuckoo. They are also out. Never mind, the fate of singles is indeed to be laughed at, while still massaging the sprained legs on the road when going to the office. The jomblo curse!

***

Early morning. In fact, the Holy Word. The rooster is still slurred. I want to get out of the haunted boarding house. Going to the market to buy compote materials. I don't know, I'm like cravings, who suddenly want sweet fruited food.

I stopped opening the door. Then I shifted the curtains to this old house.  I saw from behind the curtains, there was a figure that

sand-scratching. Out of curiosity, I unlocked the door, and pushed open this fragile-looking wooden door leaf.

And. There's nobody there!

Who'sis that?

The dark-clothed figure is often seen early in the morning. And, I decided to catch a suspicious figure in front of this stingy boarding house!

By watching the action film series that Aziz watched, he said not to be caught to smuggle. Eliminate the air of existence, with footsteps that do not drag and lighten the body without sound.

Then.

How surprised he is.

I managed to find it in front of the house.

"What are you doing?" manywould be surprised. Let's not let him put pellets in here!

Nathan turned. He smiled brokenly. I saw in his hand a shovel. Scroll all around. The paving that moved was neatly arranged, and the hollow lands were now buried, the disturbing stones were now removed.

Nathan scratched his head. "I deliberately hoarded this perforated soil, repaired the paving, got rid of

stone, let's not sprain again if you step in the hole." Nathan pointed at my left foot.

I'm shocked. Strange feeling! The bay! This serious? Or he again issued a lame style that is not qualified?

Where'd he know?

But I've been watching it for days. Lately, the horrible ugly streets I've been on

changed, already polished.

I just nodded. And speechless. I'm confused! Sometimes he's like an angel, but only sometimes.