Rudi is my Love
RAC 17: Heavy Loss

*Rudi is My Love (RAC)*

“Already, Di. You come with me to sea. Instead of being drunk and the ends of the storm, we meet Nyi Roro Kibul in the middle of the sea,” Sandro invited.

Rudi, Aziz and Sandro were having a threesome that night on the porch. They are like giving up longing after two days separated by walls and prison trellises.

“Can be lost later Rudi's handsome if you join the sea. If the night is dark, if the day is empty,” Aziz timpal.

“Not going to it. Let said Rudi boiled using sea water, his skin is still white, because basically he is from the Bugis King race. Not like us, called Daeng alone, has been discovered his faith. Hahaha!” said Sandro.

“Ah, the proof is that Puang Haji whose nasab is higher than Rudi's mother, is blacker than you. Hahaha!” said Aziz who knew very well about the level of the nagab of both parents Rudi.

“How do I meet Vina?” tanya Rudi shifted the topic of discussion.

“Enjoyous, Di,” replied Aziz. “Vina already blocked same Haji Suharja. Proof we have no link to contact him.”

“Link what is it?” ask Sandro who is far from science and insight compared to Aziz whose toys are digital world. While Sandro who graduated S-2 (read: S min two) alias finished grade 4 SD. Fortunately, he could read.

“Link the blue thread. Like this song. If only to chase other men, what the hell, blue thread, you embroidered it as a mosquito net. Aah ... aah .. aah!” answer Aziz who then sang dangdut and ended up sighing.

“Hahaha!” rudi and Sandro Laughter.

“If we know the address, you can follow him to Jakarta,” said Aziz.

“Aaah! Forgetit. You have been betrayed. Let alone you Rudi, I as a friend, feel pain to the bottom of the sea. To the extent that just the night before the incident, I dreamt of being kissed by Nyi Roro Kibul in the bagang,” said Sandro fiery.

“Hahaha!” aziz's laughter was loud. Then ask, “Nyi Roro Kibul is beautiful like Sridevi dangdut singer that yes?”

“Beee! Sridevi was passing in the back. So beautiful Nyi Roro Kibul, if you are kissed, immediately come out the phlegm under you. Hahaha!” sandro said, then laughed loudly.

“Hahaha!” Rudi and Aziz laughed loudly. They understand tafsir “dahak under”.

“But, Junita has no friend phone number,” said Sandro.

“Ah, that's the reason you just meet Junita whose ass is as dense as clay soil,” Aziz accused with a sneering look. His eyes pout and his lips glanced.

“Hahaha! You slandered me, man. I didn't sewus that. Hahaha!” deny Sandro, but laugh.

“Wedus. Mode, not wedus. Try tomorrow you call Mas Karidi wedus, must be proud of him. Hahaha!”

“Hahaha!” Rudi laughed too.

“Today I asked Junita. She also lost contact with Vina. Ferdy alone does not have the same number address his brother in Jakarta,” said Aziz.

“Already. If for a true fisherman like me, if the company is damaged, why put the fish there, yes I move my fish to a new group. The fish did not fall, welcome to the auction,” said Sandro referring to the fish basket in the form of thin woven bamboo skin. “Mope on-lah.”

“Hahaha!” Laughing Rudi and Aziz. Not the intention of laughing at his muscular friend, but the coercion in Sandro's English speech actually sounded funny.

“Move on, move on,” said Aziz straightened out the wrong mention of Sandro while advancing his face so that his lips read clearly by Sandro.

“Ah, that's right there in Africa. If in Indonesia, especially in Lampung here, yes mope on the right. Time does not know the law of change under the heavens over the earth,” debate Sandro who sometimes veins his neck firmer than the veins of his manhood.

“Yes too, Di,” Aziz said to Rudi. “Here there are still many beautiful girls. There was Nur Uleng, whose kribo hair also existed, there was Maya the son of a bamboo boss. If the younger there is Kulsum son Ustaz Barzanji, who besides being beautiful, godly also ponten nine in school ..”.

“Where to Ustaz Barzanji his daughter was approached with Rudi who was reporting all red. Remember, her brother is a silat teacher,” Sandro said.

“Can you know such a beautiful girl?” ask Sadro.

“Digital power is more powerful than your champion, Sandro,” said Aziz.

“Nah yes. Just look. How about we go to my teacher, Di? We can have Daeng Ambo Upe send to Vina so she misses you. If Vina misses hard, sure, she will go home,” said Sandro.

“Ah, most also Daeng Ambo Upe see the water in the barrel,” said Aziz underestimate.

“Eh, make no mistake. My teacher is still a descendant of the king in Gowa Sulawesi!” sandro ngegas said.

“Not that there is no better choice than Vina, but Vina it is worth the same as me this way. I'm the same clope Vina. I'm the same Vina was like a husband and wife, just never entered. It was very sick at that time, to this day it still hurts when remembered. Let me forget, that's why I drank. Anyway, I still love Vina. We don't know how many times we kiss. Vina's chest was still felt in my hands. I miss Vina. This is because I am too soft,” confided Rudi who made his two friends silent in silence.

A moment of mute mood was created. Aziz and Sandro were sad and thoughtful. Even Sandro was heard blowing a storm from two nostrils.

“Already, I want to sleep fast, who knows can dream Nyi Roro Kibul,” said Rudi while standing from his seat.

“Hahaha!”  Aziz laughs and Sandro hears a name called Rudi. They thought Rudi would name Vina, but they were wrong.

“Hahaha!” rudi's laughter later while walking in.

Aziz and Sandro are both. Both are actually compact to burn the tip of a cigarette while continuing the chats that still want to be expressed or told.

The chat of the two true friends was more about finding the best way for Rudi.

“Try you set, Ziz, your acquaintance girl in Hot Water so that there will be a first meeting with Rudi. Who knows, Rudi can immediately fall right after seeing her beauty. That girl is still in school?” said Sandro.

“Already in college, but while online business selling women's shoes,” replied Aziz.

“Well, steady well that. If Rudi does not taste, who knows I am also suitable. Hahaha!”

“Halah! You are a girl who also tastes, but the girl who is always drunk fishy fish,” said Aziz, then stood up to leave.

“Let the smell of fish like this, I am sure I am more good at bed than you and Rudi,” said Sandro while also getting up and following Aziz left the terrace.

Merela both continued the light debate while walking home.

Meanwhile, Rudi had already laid himself on his padded mattress with both hands and feet outstretched freely. Her gaze tried to pierce through the ceiling of the room as her mind ran wildly collecting fond memories of being in love with Vina.

I remember Rudi when he and Vina hugged each other kiss on the bed, when the house was empty from parents. Similarly, when stealing momentum in the bathroom in the house Vina who open each other's clothes with a triangular safety commitment should not be separated. Laughter, happiness when together, holding hands, hugging until kissing in every quiet and dark conditions, into memory puzzles that are strung together into a romance album in Rudi's mind.

After being silent for quite a while like a dead man, Rudi started trying to close his eyes. Initially his position was supine, then he moved to sleep tilted to the right like religious advice. But it's only five minutes, Rudi melek. After that he turned to the left.

The ghost in his mind named Vina, was so bothersome to him. Admit it or not, the fact that at that time Rudi was being hit by heavy longing. Rudi longs to embrace Vina, longs to hold Vina, longs to make her lips snail on Vina's face and body. Rudi missed it hard. Point. No one complains!

After almost an hour of lying in agitation without sleep, Rudi finally glanced at the wall clock. It's been twelve o'clock.

For a moment she looked over with her hearing near the door of her room. There is no television. If her father was still awake, there would have been a television sound from the living room. Usually, Daeng Tanri always turned on the television until he decided to go to the room to sleep.

Rudi immediately picked up his jacket and the motor key. Checked his wallet. The money is still enough.

Rudi then moved and walked slowly so as not to make a sound, especially when opening locks and doors. The motor he pushed first out of the yard just turned it on. Like a motor.

The conclusion was that Rudi left secretly from home. (BH)