TWENTY
SEASON TWO ~ Tragedy Seven Monthly

The afternoon has arrived. Exactly what Mas Alif said this morning, now friends began to arrive at my residence. First of course there is Salma and Rendi. After they then came Iren, Rere, and Puput. Then there is Ucup, Bayu, and Revelation that I have not seen them for a long time. Then followed by a newly married couple two months ago, namely Abdul and Tika.

Then came the young doctor and prospective doctor, there were Fahmi, Indra, and Sita. They may have completed their shift. Unlike Radit and Gea, the two lovebirds that I do not know more about the romance story are now unable to come because they clashed with their guard schedule. And finally, there is Nopal who last month played in my house. It has to be more precise.

Of course if this group gathers, then there will be fanfare and excitement that occurs. Their many personnel I immediately sent to the living room, it was not nice to joke in the living room where there were also neighbors who came to visit. As per custom, when we meet we must embrace like a teletubbies season two, then have a cipiki ria. After that, we asked each other the news.

“How are you doing in that Bank Re?” ask Salma.

“I want to ngajuin resign,” the answer is short.

“WHY?!” we're all at the same time. This is certainly very surprising. Given how he used to be very eager to become a Bank employee. And now, when he had achieved it and worked for less than a year, he was willing to resign.

“Waahh! Severe anyway! I'm not working there.”

“Lah why? Isn't his salary great huh?” ask Puput.

“Iya sih Put, the salary is big. But if every day the inner pressure mulu is difficult to be.” Rere's face turned sad that way, his aromas will tell the burden of his heart.

“the inner pressure that I think working time there is not because it is often scolded by superiors, even almost I never get her spray. The problem is that I can't stand the same flirtatiousness of my boss. At first I thought it was just ordinary teasers, let it be more familiar. Uh, when I was just getting more and more dong. How not to try?” clarify.

“Wah! That's bad anyway.”

“Hmm. severe.”

“I will also resign if that's how.”

That's more or less the response given by friends over the story Rere. Most of the girls. If the guy just shakes his head. Maybe they hit Rere's boss from the heart.

“Quiet my dearest Rere! As long as there is a Revelation Bang here, you will be fine. Where is your shucks boss! Let me take the lead!” As usual, the Revelation began to spit out its spare change. Suddenly stood up and roared.

Those who were already puffed up and tired of his behavior could only cheer him up while throwing what was in front of them. There are lots of tissues and straws. “Huuuu!!”

“Woy! Woy! If you do not waste dong!” my yelling. The end of my family's room has turned into a broken ship.

“Please Yang, there will be a Revelation later that nyapu.” Mas Alif said casually. While the so-called name can only protest in vain.

“Eh, btw now have moved Yu's bow? The feeling of the past tensehin Nala deh.” Sita suddenly spoke.

“Udah now if there is no hope to call her heart Nala, especially now already want to have one.” It is not Revelation that answers, but Abdul. The revelation was again the object of laughter of other friends, me too.

“Oh yes Dul, how is the story really how can he marry Tika? No wind 'no rain suddenly spread invitation.” Well, this question that Bayu threw represents almost all the contents of the head here.

“Ya don't know either, ngalir aja so the relationship. Know-know-know feel fit continue marriage.” replied Abdul.

“Tim this underground movement. No one thought, no gossip too, knew-know-know-know-how marriage aja,” added Sita.

“The plan is to have children how many of you?” ask Iren who addressed to Abdul and Tika.

“How much ya?” Abdul is acting like a thinker. “Eleven possible,” he said casually. And we all listen to his words.

“Wahh! Good tuh! Can be done as a team.” This is also Si Tika, really nanggepin her husband. The two of them even tos while smiling is not clear that way.

A suitable couple they.

Of the sixteen of us sitting here, only Ucup seems to have changed year after year. Except for the same somewhat mature face, while the others remained. Dress style, haircut, to play games that until now is still a hobby. Or maybe it was his need? I don't know which one, anyway from earlier I saw he was still focusing the same horizontal screen of his phone. Sometimes responding, it was just a laugh.

“If Ucup how are you?” my many. Making another now face in the same direction as me, to a guy sitting down and sidelong to Bayu's feet while focusing on his phone screen.

“Eh? Me?” reiterate it.

“Iya.”

“The news is as you can see anyway, still handsome,” he said with great confidence.

“Iyuuhh!!” He has the same fate as the Revelation.

“Woy! Woy! In this guy's house, don't mess!” he said while responding to the one-on-one item thrown at him.

“The end of the PD anyway! Kan not pantes,” said Iren too honest.

“Iya-iya. Good news, healthy wal afiat.” This time the answer is correct.

“Keep if it's a girl problem? Your power is only plates. Kaya don't want to take care of rich that,” asked Rere.

“Iya tuh. Don't you like girls anymore?” this accusation that was thrown by Escape made all of us laugh. Ucup himself stared in annoyance. Now he no longer plays his phone.

He seemed to be breathing tired. “Not like girls, or bodo is very about a mate. But yeah how is it? Still not found out who srek. Apalgi is now again lazy if you go home, mother is always a match-match with her children. Rich I have not done it every day given to see photos of girls to deketin.” Ooh so so.

“Maybe your mother is so because you are rich bodo very same girl. It is feared by mothers that their children do not want to marry. Moreover, you who hang out every day just the same gadget and computer, right your mother so add to the mind.” I let out my opinion.

“Well! Agree anyway! If it continues to be rich, it can be married to the same new computer know the taste of entar,”, heeled Indra who was greeted with laughter by all.

“Eh. Dumb-ass dick! How rich is there less huh?” added again.

“Apaan?” my many.

“Iya. Still think about this.” One minute he was silent, then his smile broke like he had been enlightened. “Oh yes forgot! We haven't had any photos yet!”

“Hadeeh!!” I thought what I was gonna do. As a result, he then took out the camera from his small bag and we started taking pictures.

Ccr!

Ccr!

Until dozens of portraits we take, then this photo session is complete. Indra then put the camera in again.

Oh yes, by the way Indra. He is the same as Sita and Gea, is still a prospective doctor because he is still waiting for the judicium. Same with Radit who had been judicium a few months ago. If Fahmi is not asked again, he now even wants to take a specialist doctor education. So resident him.

There is another one that is the same as Ucup. Only difference is this version is more handsome and smarter. Fahmi. He's just as rich Ucup, bodo time about girls. If Ucup mania in the game, if Fahmi manianya at work, work, and work. You could say workaholic. From the beginning of making friends until now I have never heard Fahmi mention women.

Perhaps because he was the successor of his family, he worked as hard as possible so as not to disappoint his parents. Because it often works, over time makes it crazy work. But a little pity too, his life was too serious. Just spinning there. Hopefully, there will be a woman who can melt her heart and make her life more colorful.

“By the way Astri is the same Rangga to where? Not yet nongol also stem his nose.” Abdul was looking for the whereabouts of the little family.

“They came here this morning, so here again later Maghrib runs out. The show has started,” replied Mas Alif.

Remembering them made me laugh a little considering the incident this morning. I do not know how Rangga's attitude will be to me. I must have seen my face. But nothing, the most important thing is that my son's wish has been fulfilled. Lia also looks very happy dandanin papa that.

“Ih! Uhh! Why are you Na? How about laughing yourself?” Bayu who was sitting opposite me apparently saw the middle of his own laughter.

“Nothing really. Suddenly remember a funny incident earlier.” Mas Alif who already understood what I was laughing at could only pinch my arm slowly. Given Mas Alif's shock earlier, I realized that Rangga was my victim he immediately apologized many times.

“Lif, how about nih ngadepin lion again bunting? Repot not?” The insolent Rendi. It's good to know I'm a lion. I'm a cute sweet gini.

“Lumayan anyway. Now more often spoiled him.” Mas Alif's answer was immediately rewarded with cie-cie, whistles, and other temptations that friends pointed to me and Mas Alif.

Be ashamed!!! Mending I crouched behind his arm Mas Alif.

“Keep if he cravings? Weirdly huh? This child is not pregnant just like ngerepotin, especially if pregnant.” Ohhh!!! This joint has never been kissed by sandals, huh his mouth?

“Not really. I crave it normally,” my answer is to defend myself.

“What is the custom? Forgot the same last month?” Haishh! Nopal was following along again. It can be broken.

“Emang what is it?” Tuh. Others want to know.

“I was once the victim of Nala's cravings. Try you guys shadow! Half an eight o'clock mallem suddenly called. And know what he didn't ask for?” ask her to other friends. Clearly they don't know.

“She asked me to masakin the roasted chicken! Less crazy how is it? From Kediri tell come all the way to Malang to masakin him roasted chicken. And that's the map right here in the middle of the mall! The shadow! Middle malem!” Haish! Bebay deh Nopal if the story. Hyperbola is.

This too, the other friends even applauded while shaking their heads. What does it mean try? Wonder how I behave? But it could be. This is not to mention that there is Rangga who finished being my victim this morning. Could-can I make a list of victims of my cravings, huh? Make that memento.

“Wahh! Severe anyway! Severe severe severe!” Tika with her lips said so while shaking her head.

“Masa up to this time Na?” Salma who had just been silent beside Rendi now asked.

“Yes how else Sal, it's a cravings. I don't want it, do I?” I said.

“Iya also sih.” Salma nodded in agreement with me.

Next we talk lightly. Until my mother came with my other neighbors to bring some wet cake plates to serve at our table. The face of my friends who saw the food came directly sparkling.

“Thanks ya Auntie!” Lookie! Their faces were so sweet to my mama.

“Loh Aunt is Nala's mother?” This is the Revelation again, why too?

“Iya lah,” replied my mother.

“Wahh! Unsuspectedly. I thought it was her brother. Aunty looks young anyway, beautiful again.” WHAT???

“Huuuu!” let's just say friends immediately cheered the Revelation. Until I don't think through his mind. This is my mama who wants to be a grandmother is still flirting with her seductive?!!

“Iya. Beautiful is my wife? I did not choose wrong indeed,” said someone from behind, precisely from the direction of the living room.

Without thinking papa suddenly came and heard the waves of Revelation. Be him now the months of other friends because my papa caught my mother's temptation. Wrong himself! It makes us unable to stop laughing.

Half an hour later, the voice of Adzan Maghrib was heard. Along with Mas Alif, another male friend of mine went to the mosque. And as always, for the women praying together in my home prayer room. While they were queuing for ablution, I chose to sit on the sofa. Choose the final queue only.

Sita came towards me. The face of a beautiful face that is always charming even more it is now many times charming after being exposed to ablution water. “Na,” call it.

“Why Sit?”

“I forgot to bring me, borrow yours!”

“Ooh okay. I'll take it first.”

Since not all my belongings were moved in the guest room, I now head upstairs to pick up my spare face that I still have left there. After arriving at the room, I immediately took a mukena for Sita.

“Take two, just in case someone does not bring anymore,” murmured.

After that I went out of the room. Step back down the stairs. But either because I was not careful or how, I felt my legs slip.

“ALLAH!!” my yelling.

My body kept rolling down until it finally crashed into the ground floor. I felt my lower body as wet. I can only faintly hear a lot of screaming. From my blurry eyes it also seemed that people were coming towards me.

“Mas... A-Lif..” Until finally my eyes blackened.