TWENTY
Get lost

My stomach does not want to see the condition and situation, anyway, if you want to be hungry? I still feel good when I sleep. The dream of traveling in Paris is delayed. Lazy to turn on the room lights, I take my phone and turn on the flashlight feature.

I rummaged again the contents of the bag that I had neatly earlier. It was such a mess, the most important thing now was that I had to find food. Well, I only found two packs of leftover bread on the bus.

Indeed, I only brought a little food, because I thought I could buy a lot at the KKN place. The main reason is actually because I don't want my bag to gain weight. But my initial estimate was wrong because it turned out that my stomach was hungry by now, and it didn't seem like it could be held back until tomorrow. With great concern, I took the bread. The important thing is to get the stomach, I thought.

Puk! Someone hit me on the shoulder from behind and managed to choke me in shock. I was in a hurry to find my bottle of water.

“Aaan, anyway?” I stared intently at Iren's face, even though he should have been the one who was upset because I had disturbed his sleep. But let it be, he made me choke on my own food.

“You are noisy! I thought there was a cat sneaking into the room, it was you. Why, anyway?” nagel Iren's.

“Long eat, Ren. Time yes again keep the candle?” The annoyed expression on my face suddenly disappeared as it flashed an idea in my mind that a person who had a body as late as fertile as Iren must have brought a lot of food stock. Try to put on a face of bleakness, ah!

“Suddenly hungry, Ren. But the time of nyari food in the bag, it turns out there are only two pieces of bread.” Then I looked at Iren who was looking for something in his bag.

“Nih, eat!” he said, handing over a black swish pouch containing food. Exactly my guess, Iren does have a lot of food reserves. The proof, the bag of his gift contains chips, biscuits, wafers, and several sheets of fresh bread layered with jam ready to eat. Iren is kind!

“Total forty thousand!”

Seeing my shocked face mixed with annoyance, he immediately laughed with satisfaction despite trying to muffle his voice. “Janda times, Na! Go there, continue eating it. But don't be noisy, I want to go to bed again.”

A second later, he fell asleep again. Shortly thereafter his fine snoring was heard.

“Uhuk, uhuk!” It turned out that eating a lot of biscuits made me choke for the umpteenth time, and unfortunately my drink was up. I had to walk to the kitchen to get a drink.

I heard a voice like a person vomiting. I just approached the bathroom located next to the kitchen, the door was not closed and the light was on. There I saw Astri bending over the sink.

“Yeah, Astri! Why vomiting?” Although initially hesitant and feeling a bit disgusted, massaged his nape so that his vomit all out and hope to make him feel more comfortable.

“Still drunken journey perhaps,” Astri replied after finishing everything in his stomach.

“Great thanks to you, As! Until your face turns pale so,” my comment.

“Duh ... P3K box I put where, yes?” I muttered to myself while scratching my head without itching, trying to remember the location of the item. It has become a bad habit for me to easily forget some things. Most upset if you forget something important, then finally lectured by friends or family. Young but forgetful. Basic me!!!

“Tadi, right, you put it in a closet near the living room, Na,” Astri said. Ah, true! I pat my forehead slowly, well, if it hurts too hard, right?

“OK, I got you eucalyptus oil yes,” bargain me.

“Ndon't need. Let me take it for myself, you go to bed.”

“Ng .. okay, yes, As, if you're sure it's okay. Hope you recover quickly, yes,” I said.

Astri answered with a nod of his head plus a smile. A smile. This is really an advancement for Astri, the expressionless girl who has just transmigrated from the South Pole to East Java.

***

The sunshine on a sunny Sunday accompanied us who were busy in the kitchen. Busy chatting, anyway, more precisely because we still divide the task.

Since it was still morning, our appearance was very relaxed. Salma was wearing only a homegrown robe, some were still wearing pajamas, and Gea and Sita were wearing hot pants that showed off their smooth thighs. As usual, the training pants and the top of the shirt are pink with Korean writing that I do not understand. The important thing is, as long as it smells Korean I would love it.

Since Salma is the chairman of Sie Konsumasi, we follow all his words. On this first day, our task is indeed to fill the kitchen supplies, so we will shop in the market because it is cheaper. If for tomorrow and so on, can shop to a traveling vegetable.

“Yang to the market two people only, Gea the same Nala. Invite two boys also to help transport heavy groceries,” set Salma.

I, after all, would like to be told to go anywhere, but sure, would you like to pair me with Gea? Just look at my face, he already seems to want to devour such a person. So jutek. But, yeah, that's it.

“Re, where's the money?” I said, taking two shopping bags and giving the other one to Gea. Rere then took some money from his wallet.

Gea and I rushed out of the house and found some guys cleaning the yard. There are also those who are relaxing, or running around the house in the morning.

“Rendi! Follow us to the market, yuk!” take me. Rendi who was just sitting around casually obeyed I said. “Take one more boy yes,” I added.

“Woi, anyone wants to come to the market, no?” yells Rendi.

“I'm aja! Me!” Indra shouted from inside the house while running towards us.

“OK. Come, go!” I said spirit.

“Eh, break! Wait a minute, don't leave it!” Again Indra shouted. Why, after all, did he go back inside the house?

After two minutes of waiting, he came out with a camera complete with a tripod. Basic Indra! Every time, every time, definitely can not be separated from the vlog. I want to post content on YouTube, he said. Later the video was given the title of handsome Guys Not Shy Go to the Market. Basic narcissist!

We stopped by for a while at Pak Karto's house to borrow a motorcycle that Indra and Rendi would ride to transport rice and other heavy groceries. And unfortunately, Gea and I were left behind by two children on a motorcycle. Really unfaithful, my friend, when the distance between the house and the market is about six kilometers, and we have to walk from home to the big road to ride public transportation about one kilometer. Baby, right, tired of it?

“Hi, Guys! Now I want to shop to the market, nih, nemenin beloved mother-mak!” Then the camera went to me and Gea. “Say hi, dong!”

Gea also began to act to launch the poses; from the sweet-ass, cool-ass, to the cute-ass. I watched him start to feel good.

The camera now turns to my face. Immediately I lifted the bag of groceries I was holding to cover my face.

“Udah, ah! Now go shopping, get some lunch. Hot!” I said as I opened the notepad containing a list of groceries from Salma on my phone and showed it to my friends.

“This is our grocery list. Special Rendi and Indra shopping heavy-heavy, later me and Gea shopping seasonings and vegetables,” said. I then distributed the shopping money to the boys while warning not to let the money be used for snacks. Just be careful if it gets abused!

During the shopping, Gea and I chatted as necessary; asked the direction of the stall to go and debated the name of the spice between ginger and galangal—which turned out to be a fast, embarrassing ourselves in the end.

“Ge, I'm going to the toilet! Titip the groceries, yes!” I said, handing over the bag containing groceries and immediately ran to find a public toilet. Finished with the nature call, I returned to my original place.

Deggs. Why wasn't Gea there? Was I just left behind? So mean.

Undesperate, I looked to another part of the market. Instead of finding Gea, I got lost. Want to return to the starting place can not because it has forgotten the way. Kurogoh pocket my pants. Shit, my phone was left in the grocery bag that Gea was carrying! Then how is this???

Fifteen minutes passed, my feet were too stiff to stand up. I chose to pull over next to the traditional food stall. I crouched there, wiping away the tears that were slowly coming down. My trauma is back. Not once or twice have I ever been lost in a public place like this. It's been time and time again. It made my fear even more.

The owner of the stall might pity to see me, he came over and offered a layer of cake and biscuits. Then he asked, “Mbaknya why? How to cry?”

The vow! I'm ashamed to be caught crying in public like this, but what can I do. It is impossible to be calm, even though my condition is not okay.

“Thank you, Sir. I was lost and separated from my friend. So cry, deh .. end, fear of not being able to go home,” I said with a smile, then laughed at myself.

After talking for a while and asking the market exit direction to the owner of the stall, I chose to return to the market. I could only breathe for a while after I got out of the market, because now I had to think even harder to remember my way home. Rather than circling around looking for a way home by public transport that would obviously drain the wallet, I chose to walk away.

Tired of walking, I approached the doger ice vendor mas-mas and bought a bowl and devoured it in front of the closed shophouse. Then I saw a pair of legs stopping in front of me. I looked up. And the face of a Radit.

“Where are you, anyway, Na? Everyone is panicking about you. Called unappointed, we think you're missing!!”

Tests. My tears are rolling back. This is a really bad guy, anyway? Instead of calming me, I was busy snapping. He thinks I'm lost of my own will? Obviously, I was the one left behind. If you don't want to bother looking for me, then don't come. But my frustration can only be expressed in my heart. I can't speak because I still cry.

“Hei, Na! How crying? Sorry if you were surprised because of me,” persuaded Radit. But I brusquely pushed out his hand that was about to grasp my finger.

“Truly, Na .. I have no intention of yelling at you. I'm just worried.”

I saw honesty in his eyes, but I was still upset. I erased the trail of my tears for a while, then turned my face and turned to my remaining half-glass ice doger. Mubazir if wasted. In the midst of eating ice doger, I felt Radit's hands ruffling my hair. When did he sit next to me? Kupelototi face that made him stop the action of his hand.

“Go home,” I said after returning the bowl and paying for my order earlier.

“Behold, I call the others first.” Radit reached into his trouser pocket to pick up a phone with an apple logo bitten by a caterpillar.

Not long after he called, it appeared that Rendi and Alif who were riding motorcycles approached us. It's hard to believe that the head of the heart-lurer intervened as well. But a little disappointed, too. Why is it that Radit met me, not Alif?

“Nala, I'm sorry, yes. Really, I didn't know you were still in the market. Gea told me and Indra to go home first. After that do not know, deh, why is behind only him himself.”

Hmm... kok, impressed already planned so, huh?

“Yes already, it's okay .. important now I want to go home.” I immediately went to coincide with the sight of the approaching public transport.

“Bareng same as me, Na!” exclaim Radit and Alif together. Hey, I didn't hear wrong, did I?

“Still. I'm the same as Rendi.” Without asking for approval from the owner of the name, I pulled Rendi's hand so that we immediately boarded the public transport that had just come, leaving Radit and Alif who were still flabbergasted watching us.

***

It turns out that my lost case this morning was still discussed until the afternoon. Alif carried it out. Right now, Gea and I are sitting together in the living room. It was like facing a BK teacher.

“Gea, can you explain why you left Nala on purpose?” ask Alif. His style is like a detective.

“It was a long time to go to the toilet, even though the children in the WA group had told us to come home. So, yes I told Indra and Rendi to go home first. Then, I went home alone on the angkot. I think Nala must have memorized the way home, eh know-know-knows stray.”

WHAT!? So ten minutes is long? Gea's alibi is really weak. But, instead of prolonging the problem that will only further aggravate the atmosphere, I choose to end this problem. Anyway, I've come home safe.

“Already, Lif ... anyway, I've also come home. We don't have to talk about it anymore, yeah. I'm going back to my room, tired.” After saying that, I headed to my room. There, I lay down for a while with the earphones stuffing both ears. Today was exhausting….