REMEDIALLY
Sit Happy

Let alone to the night club, the condo that there is only dangdutan I only lasted ten minutes - Mima

The sun was about to sink and the two lovebirds realized they had been blending in for too long under the colorful parasol umbrella. Thousands of footsteps passed through them, but were considered to be just passing through.

“Dhe, what time is it?” Mima glanced at Daniel Wellington on his left wrist.

“Five hours,” Dheo replied without guilt.

“Last train is ten minutes away!” Mima tidied up her bags and belongings to immediately run after the train.

“Will we stay at the temporary boarding house, how will we do again? The person is not there, has not returned from the village.”

“Em, still ten minutes.” Mima stood up and half ran. Dheo would not want to catch up with him.

By taxi they were heading to Sibinuang station, and the last train had left fifteen minutes ago.

“That I said also what,” said Dheo, Mima glanced suspiciously.

That afternoon Mima had enough money to rent a hotel around there, but her sane side, remedial purpose and, make Mima sane for a few seconds.

“We are staying at the station,” the proposal.

“What?”

“Iya, Dhe. I do not have money to pay for the hotel, if you pay a taxi to return to your meeting again tomorrow you do not have money for a taxi and train home,”, said Mima looking for an excuse.

Dheo seemed to think, the rest of the money he had used to treat the tea shoots earlier, so he did not have enough capital to launch the mode to Mima again.

Staying at the station may be risky, but staying at a hotel is definitely not the solution. Mima wanted to contact Shaka, but Dheo was not a minute away from her side.

***

"I stayed at the station, went nowhere and didn't do what you were thinking either."

"really? Thank you, Ay," he said, looking relief in those eyes.

“We go to the hospital?” Mima is getting panicked seeing Shaka's condition.

Shaka was only able to shake his head, as if being wracked with excruciating pain.

While Mima's phone kept ringing, a barrage of chatter went in without pause.

“I'll pick you up now!” The bottom of the chat.

Mima goes awry, he doesn't want to leave Shaka in this condition, but he has promised to join Dheo, Mima is desperate with her remedial. Accepting failure also hurts and feels humbled.

“I'll be a minute, really. It won't be long,” said Mima while typing a message so that Dheo waited for him at the intersection.

Mima was already standing up and getting ready to leave, Shaka held her wrist. Mima could feel Shaka's cold palms.

“Yaudah if you want to go take this.” Shaka held down a bottle of mineral water in the package.

“Make what?”

“In the club there is no sweet iced tea.”

Mima's eyeballs are fiddling, he just doesn't know that this birthday celebration will be celebrated at the night club.

“Club what?”

“Udah bring aja ya.”

In order to quickly leave so that Dheo does not want to pick up in front of his house, Mima grabbed the bottle and left Shaka. Repeatedly he looked back and saw Shaka grimacing in pain, but his logic kept winning and led Mima's steps out.

***

“Club really?” mima asked as they arrived in front of a large door lined with neon lights dominating green, blue and red.

They were with several other couples and an event organizer who was talking to the attendant at the door of the bar.

“You don't have a ID yet, Dhe,” Mima tugging at Dheo's arm, goosebumps. 26 years of life as a quiet man, club and all the noise in it is certainly the place Mima hates the most, he said, why did the person he loved and wanted in life bring him here?

He looked around, many people were wearing the same clothes as the color Mima was wearing, white. It's just that Mima chose a midi dress that covers her knees, wearing high heels that are not too high and her hair she let beautifully rolled on her shoulders. While the people there wear the clothes they deserve to the nightclub.

For some reason the owner of the show chose the opposite color of their activity, among them it seems like Dheo is the youngest guest, the plain grey t-shirt he covered in a white shirt with sleeves that were splayed up to two-thirds made him look more mature tonight.

“Tuh can enter!” Dheo hinted his hand at the waist for Mima to hold her, then he rubbed the girl's palm as if saying “Aman."

Despite living in the capital with a frenzy and free company, Mima never knew what it was like to be in a nightclub. Let alone discotheques, the conditions that exist for Mima are very deafening and he can only last five to ten minutes there.

His eardrums immediately rejected the loud sound of house music that was immediately heard, his eyes were glare, his head suddenly hurt with a spotlight of colorful lights, not to mention cigarette smoke and the smell of alcohol that makes his stomach start to feel shaken.

“Later is also comfortable,” said Dheo is soothing, and not at all helpful.

Mima notices Dheo greeting her circle friends, this is surprising to Mima. But again his brain that knows how to make it if this is only the way Dheo appreciates the invitation.

Dheo invites Mima to sit at one of several tables that his best friend has rented, all of which are on the table in pairs. Either they are a real couple or they just got there.

Despite sitting their bodies and heads swayed following the up-beat music that DJs played up ahead there. For Mima Dugem it turns out not only stands for the sparkling World but also Sit around happily.