Old Girl Looking for Love
Bye Bye Happiness

Mehmet pulled Rosmawati's hand and helped her stand up. "Are you okay, Rose?" Ask in a cold and flat tone.

Rosmawati was unable to answer, her eyes glazed over. His lips he folded inwardly withstanding the cry. A sense of regret and guilt once filled his chest cavity.

Suddenly he remembered the words of an accomplished motivator he often saw on television, "Related always behind, if in front of it what is the name? You guys must have answered the registration, right? Aih ... so ancient!" Motivator's words felt no juntrunnya. Instead of motivating, it adds to depression.

"I asked ma'af, Met," said Rosmawati lirih. But Mehmet did not answer. He simply steered Rosmawati towards the matic scooter parked not far from where he was standing.

"I'll take you home" Mehmet said briefly as he turned on his motorbike. Not to forget he thrust a helmet to Rosmawati. Inwardly, he hoped that the girl would not put on the helmet for too long.

Hesitating, Rosmawati rode on Mehmet's motorcycle. His hands back and forth, between holding Mehmet's waist or not. To others who were looking, it might seem like he was jogging a saw. Finally, Rosmawati decided to put her hand on the iron grip that was behind her seat.

The two human children were driving in silence. Mehmet who is usually soft and cheerful, now only silent a thousand languages. He persisted with such an attitude until arriving in front of Rosmawati's flat.

"It has arrived" Mehmet said, again in a cold tone.

"Met, ma'af," whispered Rosmawati shortly before getting off Mehmet's beloved matic scooter.

"Come down!" Again a cold answer obtained by Rosmawati. The girl sighed softly and jumped down from the motorbike.

"Met, don't do that, Met! I'll ask ma'af," he said as he stood right in front of Mehmet who was still silent on his bike. However, Mehmet still refused to speak. The handsome, wiry-eyed man turned his eyes to the building across the street.

"Say anything at all, please! Whatever it is, I will listen!" Pinta Rosmawati was half desperate.

(By the way, please, please. Whatever it is, I'll be horrified)

Mehmet slightly leaped. He turned to Rosmawati and looked at her intensely, making Rosmawati's chest flutter.

"Take care of yourself, Rose! May you always be happy" Mehmet's words were like a farewell to him. Rosmawati who was a little hopeful, now no longer able to stem her cries. He felt sad and embarrassed, so he decided to quickly step into the flat building.

Arriving at the lobby door, Rosmawati heard Mehmet shouting his name. Hope has returned. He turned his body excitedly while smiling cheerfully. "Yeah" he replied spoiled.

"Helms!" Mehmet cried while pointing at a round object that was hanging over Rosmawati's head. The flowers that had been blooming in the heart of the young girl had again decayed, like pest plants sprayed with pesticides.

With a lunglai, Rosmawati walked over to Mehmet and gave him the helmet. Without a word, Mehmet received his helmet and turned the motor over, then drove his matic scooter to its disappearance in the darkness of the night.

Rosmawati's grief can't be contained anymore. Along the way to her flat, she cried so much that some of her neighbors opened the door and saw the girl walking in the middle of her eyes.

"Why else is he?" Whisper one of the neighbors. A tall middle-aged woman, to her husband.

"Maybe out of meal vouchers. When is the day, he also cried when he did not get a free lunch ration held by Mr. Mayor" chirped the husband indifferently.

"Ooh," said the woman as she closed the door, leaving Rosmawati who was climbing the stairs with a curve.

Full of struggles that Rosmawati faced for him to get in front of his flat. However, upon his arrival, Rosmawati did not open the door immediately, but returned crying, leaning back and her head on the door.

Kiki, the miraculous man, certainly will not miss the historic event. He was ready with his cell phone camera, recording Rosmawati's deteriorating until finally curled up.

"Ow .. pity, reality is not as beautiful as fantasy. Here's an example of a young girl who's hallucinating too much huh, gaes!" Lagak Kiki is a great youtuber. Many times he zoomed in on his face, before recording Rosmawati.

"Hi, the happy citizens of Kiki's World. Look at this sad sighting!" Kiki's spicy words suddenly gave Rosmawati an idea.

Soon the antique girl stood up and snatched Kiki's phone. He pinned his face on the screen with the perforated mangosteen logo.

"Mem! I asked for ma'af! I know I'm stupid! I always underestimated you and never responded to your kindness. I was too busy chasing something uncertain and beautiful. In fact, though, that beautiful is not necessarily the best," Rosmawati paused her sentence because she was busy wiping snot.

"I've been chasing false hopes all along. Because what I was looking for was already in front of my eyes. I was too dumb to understand. And now, it's too late," he continued.

Rosmawati ended the broadcast, then gave the phone back to Kiki. "Please pass on my recording to Memet" asked Rosmawati.

Kiki received her phone dumbfoundedly. "How do you get your message across to Memet? His social media accounts alone I don't have!" Kiki was confused.

But Rosmawati did not want to hear it. He had already walked into the flat, leaving Kiki confused. "Then, I tagged it to your account!" Kiki Mumbled. "Frag, show off the new braces!" Grunts again.

Just as Kiki was about to turn to her flat, she passed Maryam who had just returned from nowhere. In contrast to Rosmawati's condition, Maryam seemed so cheerful and happy.

Maryam sounded a little whistling. Every now and then, he was stunned and whimpered to himself. While Kiki glanced sharply at him.

"Hi, Medusa," Sapa Maryam waved her hand to Kiki like a Miss Universe contestant. He did not care about the scary grin of the Thai girl. Maryam seemed to have gotten used to seeing the strange attitude of the girl.

However, in the end Maryam was stunned for a moment and looked at Kiki. The girl was still grinning while showing her sky-blue braces. Kiki thought that Maryam would be impressed by her death grin, but she was wrong. Maryam replied to Kiki's death grin with a magic tongue.

Why is it called magic? Because in addition to sticking out her tongue, Maryam also twitched her tongue to the left and to the right. After that, he folded his tongue until it curved while crossing his eyes. Maryam knew that Kiki could not do such a thing.

"Basic! Strange girl!" Kiki grimaced while shuddering in horror. He's coming in soon too. He did not succeed in impressing Maryam and envy the braces he just installed. While Maryam just laughed gigglingly. He opened the door of his flat.

Arriving inside, Maryam was astonished because the atmosphere was still dark. Not a single lamp was turned on. Mary stepped slowly.

"Ijem .. I'm home!" Maryam. He stood up for a moment and looked around despite the dim atmosphere.

No, no answer at all. "Jem .. where are you? Yuhuuu ..." Mary once again cried out loudly. However, there is still no answer from his conjoined twin friends.

"Hasn't Ijem come home yet?" Maryam muttered as she grabbed the switch and turned on the light. However, at once the girl with the hair struggling screamed hysterically. He was so surprised because suddenly Rosmawati was already in front of him while crouching. The girl turned her face to Maryam with a very clear expression. Rosmawati looks like someone who hasn't eaten in a year.

Instantly, Maryam sobbed. Haru's taste began to greet the recesses of his heart. The reason is not because he felt sorry to see Rosmawati who looked very chaotic with her hair disheveled, but because she remembered with her old friend when in the village, the Darto.

Darto, often squatting with such an expression while facing the banana tree behind his house. It was usual he did, when he was defecating or even kabababayan alias dolcan (modol dina calana) aka release. He would not move until his mother came to pick him up with a broomstick and told him to take a break. Then Darto will move from his hermitage while walking like a duck.

(OK, forget about Darto's business, because now Darto is an adult and it is impossible to do such a thing again. We go back to lap ... top!)

"Why you, Jem?" Maryam asked in wonder mixed with great curiosity.

"Gue's sad, Mun. I'm languishing. My heart is torn apart, I feel like I want to ...."

"No, Jem! Don't kill yourself yet! Unfortunately, Finding Nono is only two episodes away" said Maryam.

"Gue's sad, Mun. If I watch the series, there is a heart that is more swayed not because. This is love ..the pain is endless. O Lord ... when will the servant find true happiness? When will the servant be able to escape the burden of feelings that are very burdensome for the servant? When's? When, God?" Rosmawati stood up as she spread her hands up like someone reciting a poem.

Seeing the strangeness of her conjoined twin friends, Maryam then went ahead and approached her. "Rose? You are not given stimulant drugs are the same mr. Blake?" Chirp Maryam.

Hearing the name, Rosmawati's heart became injured. "Don't say her name again in front of me, longhaired young girl!" Rosmawati straightened her index finger at Maryam.

Maryam scrunched her forehead. He was worried that Rosmawati would end up like Kiki. "Jem, wake up Jem! Speak it!"

"Mun .. I'm sad ...." Rosmawati embraces Maryam and sobs on the shoulder of her conjoined twin best friend. "Gue is getting sad after I want you haven't paid your debt three months ago, even though you promised to pay earlier this month," isak Rosmawati again.

Maryam was instantly stunned. He just remembered that he did have a debt to Rosmawati. "Wow, die me!" Mary's murmured in his heart.

Slowly he loosened his embrace. "Sorry, Jem. I'm going to go back, yes" said Maryam, leaving Rosmawati and going into the toilet.

"Your habits, Mun! Every time I collect a debt you must pretend to be saved" cried Rosmawati annoyed.

While sitting on the closet, Maryam pensive. His salary this month has been reduced. "Wow, I forgot Ijem's debt. Even though this month's payday has been made to buy skincare. Oh my goodness .. I want expensive saucy!" Wail Maryam with grief.