TWENTY
SIDE STORY ~ SITA

Beauitiful? Ja. Without the help of makeup, her beauty is still emanating clearly.

Body goal? For sure. So many women are jealous of him.

Clever? Of course, his majors are not playing hard.

Rich? No doubt about it.

Many friends? Hmm, this is something to question.

Because for Sita, no friends are really sincere friends. For the good man in front and the good man in the back, Sita did not call them friends. And then a few friends he had.

"Sita!" call someone from behind when Sita has just dropped out of her class.

Without even turning around, Sita had already memorized who called her. So he immediately stopped and turned around. "Yes Sir? What's up?"

"We are not in class. Don't call me sir again! I don't look old yet."

That's where it's old. Not sure if you want a head of three? batin Sita grumbled.

"Hey! Sita?"

"Eh, yes Mas. What is Tirta doing?" ask Sita again to the man who has a tall body with a firm jaw and a thin crack in front of him.

Name's Tirta. Eight years older than Sita. Young, charismatic and handsome lecturers. So it is not surprising that his movements are in the spotlight, especially for most students. He put his heart on Sita, his own student. But another case with Sita who did not feel the same feelings as Tirta. He considers their relationship to be just a lecturer with a student, that's all. All the charm of Tirta does not impress Sita in the slightest. Even when with Tirta, Sita felt a little uncomfortable because many pairs of eyes that glanced at her cynically. But it seems that Tirta does not feel, or even does not want to know that Sita feels uncomfortable being around him.

"Are you going home or what?"

"No, there's still class."

"Oh, how about going to the cafeteria?" Hmm, Sita guessed it must be this way. Almost every Tirta taught his class, surely after that invited him to eat together. Whether it's in the faculty cafeteria or at an off-campus dining venue.

"Not to be! Not good to be," replied Sita while occasionally lowering her head because she was lazy to see the cynical gaze of the passing student.

"When do you take nicotine? No way. Just having lunch did not bankrupt me. Unless you eat a lot."

"Aahaha." Sita responded to the crisp laugh of her lecturer with forced laughter.

"So how?"

"Yes, it's up to Mas Tirta."

"At the canteen? Let's not be late in class."

"Hm."

Lunch they both besides accompanied by the gaze of it by a lot of you Eve, which must be accompanied by an actual lunch menu. Sita deliberately ordered a lot of food so that Tirta felt ilfeel to her and no longer approached her. But not the disgust reaction that Tirta let out, instead he grew increasingly anxious with Sita.

"Eat a lot! Or do you want to go again?"

"No! No need sir! Uh, Mas. That's enough." Even though he had been holding his stomach which felt like he was going to explode. Here's what a weapon eats, sir. Wanted to work but himself was in trouble.

*****

"Pantes is good value, the lecturers are just kept on patting."

"Enak yeah so he? It's easy to get good grades."

"Delicious, at most every malem work nyervis tuh lecturer."

"How much do you pay per hour?"

"Hussst! Don't firmer! Let the man hear."

"***** his mouth!!! You guys are talking about it the hell out of times! His mouth has never been kissed what kind of shoes? Free high school if his mouth is not at school! Waste of money!" Either came from where suddenly Gea was behind Sita and scolded the girls who were busy gossiping about Sita along the corridor. And Sita did not need to ask anywhere Gea until the new arrival now and did not take Pak Tirta's class this afternoon, of course, ditching Radit.

"Udahlah Ge, do not need to be taken." Sita pulled Gea's arm so as not to prolong the problem and chose to head for their class only. But Gea's not the name if it stops there. Seeing his friend being vilified certainly awakens the soul of his bar-bar.

"Do you guys look around?!!! Want me to poke one-on-one eyes?!!!" Seeing Gea like a raging bear made the hordes of cheap girls disperse.

"Udah is Ge. Why is it not clear? Shame to see people."

"Belvin. Their rich people should be taught a lesson. Let's not just haze aacot mouth! You too! Why just diem anyway? They're turning up."

"Males. Waste of time and energy," replied Sita casually.

"Oath yes! I'd like to kick them over there with Pluto!" Gea had not yet resolved her anger.

"Pluto has been removed from the Ge solar system. The distance too."

"Belvin. Let them disappear from this universe. The carpet squirms their rich."

"God! Was ah! Let's go to class!"

"Later! I'm still mad, need some cooling. Go to the canteen first! Buy some ice," Gea took with her while pulling Sita's arm towards the canteen opposite to their class.

"Well, the class is over to start Ge!"

"Udah no papa! Mr. Hendro is usually late."

Such was the life of Sita who was always surrounded by cynical gazes from the people around her. Once he wondered, and ended up getting a pretty reasonable answer from Gea. "Biasalah, the thought of the girl who sirik aja his work. Look there is a cute sexy girl immediately think it's a girl who's not okay.

Indeed he could not stop others from sneering at him, but he still had two hands to cover his ears. Fortunately, there are friends like Gea who always support and encourage, even though outspoken but Gea never betrayed him.

*****

Four years passed and now Sita with a new friend who she knew thanks to the KKN program they participated in had graduated on the same day. Smiles always decorate their faces. Relieved finally can be separated from the dizzying task also looked at the killer lecturer. But it's only for students at other faculties. It will be different story with a medical child who is still a long journey to the title of a legitimate doctor in Indonesia.

Apparently in addition to the shadow of education that still continues long, the shadow of a Tirta also still haunts Sita. The lecturer was even unmarried when he was thirty years old. His determination to have Sita as a whole seemed to be his top priority. Foolish period with the choice of his mother who alternated introduced him but he always refused. Now, between love and obsession is only a thin difference in the eyes of Tirta.

"Sita's happy graduation! But don't be happy just yet! There's still a new path you have to take."

"Yes sir, thank you," Sita replied while receiving a very large bouquet of flowers, not until full of both hands Sita to hold it.

"Mas!"

"E-eh, yes. Mas. Mas Tirta, hehehe."

"Later tonight there's no Sit show?" tanya Tirta was hopeful.

"There's Sir. Eh Mas's. There's a similar event temen-temen."

"Important no?"

"It's important! The same barbeque party is more important than the fatherly path!" batin Sita's. Not too high confidence, but it is already memorized with Tirta who will definitely invite him out.

"It's important."

"Can't you if you don't come?" Sita stared lazily towards Tirta. It felt like throwing the flower in his hand to the face of Tirta right then and there. Though it has been answered that the event is important, but still trying to bid for Sita not to be present at the event. Who is not upset?

Because in addition to the burn-out event, the graduation party is also a farewell to spend time together which may be for the last time before his friends are busy with his new world until an unspecified time. Sita of course will not miss that quality time.

As if self-conscious was stared at unwell by Sita, Tirta immediately apologized and changed his plan. "Well, what about tomorrow?"

"Hmm, hang on." Sita tries to remember her schedule tomorrow. After not finding any event, he felt like he wanted to lie and said he was very busy. But of course Sita won't be that bad.

"There is no Mas." It was nothing that he accepted the invitation to come out of Tirta, these counts as a farewell greeting as well. Because Sita no longer wants to deal with Tirta. But still, the relationship between teacher and disciple he would not forget. Because after all Tirta had taught him a lot of knowledge, there was no way he would forget the services of a teacher.

"OKAY. Then it's agreed, tomorrow at seven o'clock at the Moonlight cafe," said Tirta steady without heeding the happy twinkle in his eyes. It was as if the plan he had arranged would go according to plan and end happily.

"Loh, Mas' night?".

"Yes, why? You can't do it?"

"Emm, can't it be replaced that afternoon or evening?"

"can't. Would you please try?" The clear face shown by Tirta is very much different from Tirta who always looks cool and charismatic. Making Sita so unbearable and agree.

After talking for a long time, Sita immediately returned to her friends who took her photos together. Leaving Tirta with a meaningful smile while continuing to stare at Sita's back which vaguely started to drift away.

*****

Already gone?

A message from Tirta went into his phone. He immediately returned and went down to the taxi he had ordered earlier.

This is about to go.

"To Cafe Moonlight sir!" he said after entering an online taxi that had been waiting a few minutes ago.

"OK!"

Ting!

So be careful:)

Sita then put her phone into her sling bag without intending to reply. And it took him about twenty minutes from his house to the place he had agreed with Tirta.

Entering the cafe turned out to have many visitors who came. Among the many, he did not find the figure of Tirta at all. Come to think of it, is Tirta going to order a table here? If you see him being Tirta will definitely order a cafe table on the outside. Sita tried to guess.

Only then will he step towards the outside of the cafe, a message from Tirta back into his phone. .

When you get to the outdoor area, yes! I was already there.

Well, that's right!

So without wasting much more time then Sita immediately stepped foot into the outdoor area which is right next to the indoor area that he is currently entering. The partition between the two rooms was a wall, so it could not see how the parts looked like to each other. And when it was at the entrance, only the second difference was seen. If in the indoor cafe area looks luxurious and classy, then in the outdoor area will look more relaxed by presenting the outside view.

"Hi Sit!" sapa Tirta while intending to hug Sita but he said because Sita immediately rewinded herself and chose to shake hands. It was like having dinner with a business colleague.

"Hi Mas! It's been a while?"

"No, five minutes." Lying, even though he was up to half an hour ago. Busy checking back so that the plan will run successfully.

Tirta immediately ordered food for the two of them. Sita was busy watching around. On the outside there are many small lights that run from one lamp post to another, such as forming their roof. It turns out that in addition to the indoor area, in the outdoor there is also a home band that accompanies the atmosphere of the dinner getting warmer and romantic, for those who pair off of course. But strangely, besides the band player Sita did not see any other visitors around him. Inside the cafe was very crowded.

"What's wrong?" tirta asked when she saw Sita's eyebrows were clinging and her forehead was frowning.

"Sleepy, huh, Mas? It's so weird."

"Emm, maybe they're afraid of the cold. So yes, I'm inside." Though this is the act of Tirta who rented the entire table in the outdoor area. He was not messing with his plan.

"Ooh, that's it."

A moment later a waiters came with orders from Sita and Tirta. They both ate in silence, because indeed Sita had no chat material and was reluctant to look for the topic of conversation. After the main menu was completed, the same waiters came carrying dessert as the closing of their dinner. But before Sita ate it, Tirta's hand suddenly touched his left hand which was lying freely on the table.

"Sita, I want to talk to you."

"What did you say?" sita asked while trying to let go of Tirta's hand, but could not. His grip even tighter, hinting that Sita should not let go first.

"I want to be honest. I've loved you for a long time, since we first met in the fourth grade last year. And that liking without me turning into love. And what I want to say is..." Tirta then stood up from his place and knelt before Sita. He took a ring out of his shirt pocket and showed it to Sita.

"Sita, I love you. Will you be my lover?"

"Sorry Mas. I can't take it." Hearing the rejection from Sita's mouth made Tirta glare in shock. Though all this time he had been confident that Sita had the same feelings as him.

"Why?"

"Yes because I only consider Mas Tirta as my lecturer doang, no more." Along with the sound of music from the band no longer heard, they might understand the situation.

Then Tirta stood up from his place, making Sita also stand up. He took both of Sita's hands and held them tightly. "Cannot. You lied, right? You have been enjoying your time with me. Why don't you love me?"

"Sorry Mas. I have accepted Mas Tirta's invitation only because I respect Mas. And I'm also not happy to be upset."

"Can't! You love me too, right? Maybe you don't realize that yet."

"Sorry! I can't. And thanks for dinner." As powerful as Sita tried to let go of his grasp. And when he was about to leave, again Tirta blocked him by grabbing his arm.

"Why?" ask Tirta again. "I was kind enough to give up my love to you when many other women were chasing me, even I refused my parents' request to get married to wait for you. Why?!"

"Mas! Lep-as!" Sita felt Tirta's grip getting stronger, even more like gripping.

"Not until you answer me."

Sita then jerked Tirta's hand until it slipped from her arm. "You why the hell Mas? Feelings cannot be forced. I reject you because I do not love you! Is that not enough?" Sita then walked away.

"Is it because I'm less rich than your men out there ha?!" Just a few steps Sita then stopped and turned around.

"What do you mean?"

"Curtain! You think I don't have any interest in you on campus? Don't you like to tempt your professors to be given good grades? You cheesy."

Plaque!!!

A loud slap landed on Tirta's cheek. Sita no longer cared if what she slapped was her own lecturer. His patience has crossed the line. He felt a slap was enough of an answer for Tirta. He immediately ran outside the cafe and stepped wherever his feet took him.

"Hiks! Why are they all the same?!! I'm not a cheap woman! I'm not so!" In his heart Sita was already shouting expressing her annoyance. While outside he was just trying to hold back his sobbing sound even though the tears were already unstoppable.

Sita no longer knows where she is. The sky was getting dark and the wind was getting colder. Tired of walking makes Sita directly sit on the sidewalk. Lightning accompanied by rumbling in the sky indicates that rain will fall.

"God is kind enough to send rain to accompany my cry" she said.

Sure enough, a few minutes later the sky was shedding its tears. Without a start, it went down quickly. Making Sita more satisfied to vent her cries. She was not afraid of being heard with others as her crying voice melted into one with the rain.

But the strange thing he felt when his body no longer felt the rain. Sita looked up and saw a handsome man in a casual suit, wearing only jeans and a black t-shirt was paddling her.

"David?!" Blazing happy eyes immediately emanated from Sita's face. The sadness he had just experienced instantly disappeared. He immediately stood up and scattered his embrace to the man he called David.

"Where are you from?"

"Sorry! I just met you."

*****

Cklek!

Sita came out of the bathroom and was wearing dry clothes. Training pants are also the hoodie that warms it up. Tabuh Sita high as long as the model did not make the clothes David she was wearing look great, just look a little looser. Then he came down from the room to the kitchen, approached David who was making him warm milk.

"Have you finished the bath?" david asked to look at Sita who was already sitting sweetly in the dining room.

"It."

Actually there is a reason behind Sita's indifference to men who try to approach her. Also the reason why he rejected Tirta earlier. Because his heart was already engraved the name of a David. A man who is none other than his own friend. But it was fate that separated them right after High School graduation. David was required to join his parents to move to Makassar and study there. It was unexpected that he would meet David again. Making the flowers in his heart bloom again.

"More. Drink up! Sorry I couldn't make anything. The fridge is empty." Understandably, the two of them are currently in the old house of the David family in Malang.

"It's nothing." Sita immediately drank the warm milk until the toilet was not left.

"Why were you crying on the side of the road? Raining again. Very dramatic!" david Cibir.

"Again frustrating nyariin friend who said no news for four years." Sita is no less cynical insinuating David.

"Yes Sorry! Hp I said fitting in at the airport. So, put on a new number."

"Why come now?"

"Because I want to grant someone a prayer." David then shows a photo of himself with Sita holding a birthday cake in a tree house. That moment had happened for a very long time, around they were still first grade High School.

Looking at the photo held by David made Sita's cheeks instantly flushed hot. He was ashamed of himself because that time blatantly expressed hope on his birthday. "I want to be married to David tomorrow. Amiin." Although at that time David only considered it as a joke, and did not know that it was Sita's true hope.

"Sorry yes! I'm a total fool to understand how you feel right now, and I used to just take it as a joke. Distance and time made me realize that you are the woman who has occupied my heart. And stupidly again I just realized it this time. Sorry for my stupidity?"

Although there is no romantic dinner, in a beautiful place, roses or gifts, but a sincere greeting from David has made Sita happy. She hugged David to express her feelings.

"I know you're stupid. But the more stupid I still expect a fool like you."

"So, will you marry me?" david said without a word.

"Yes! I will."