Under the Black Umbrella
moving to Jogjakarta

" How, Non, is everything ready?!"

Ghavi awakens from his daydream when he hears the voice of Bu Yoyon who is not behind him.

" Hmmm ..." Ghavi took a deep breath.

" It's, um, ma'am" she replied, stepping down from the window.

" If it's ready, Non Ghavi should leave immediately. Afraid of missing the bus. That's Mr. Yoyon ready to be salted." tell Bu Yoyon while carrying the suitcase that his late master's grandson wanted to carry.

" Oh, yeah, Mom. Did Mr Yoyon tell anyone at the house in Jogja?" ask the girl with straight black hair who was wearing her favorite black cardigan.

Her feet stepped out of the room following her maid down the stairs. Seen room that for some time in the future will be abandoned somehow until when.

" Mom, I'm saying goodbye, yeah. Please take good care of this house. Many memories in this house." pamelannya with teary eyes.

" Already, Non!" bu Yoyon answered hugging the 18-year-old girl in front of her lovingly

"Yes, I promise I will take care of this house as best I can. In this house also Mother and Father scavenging fortune." said raucous.

They stepped out of the house and found Mr. Yoyon who was ready behind the wheel.

" Come, Non!"

It did not take long for Mr. Yoyon to get to the terminal. his driving prowess is indeed no doubt.

" Be careful, Nope! Have a nice trip and congratulations until the destination. You've told the house people to pick up Non Ghavi once Non gets to Jogja later." Mr. Yoyon drove his young lady to the departure terminal.

" Thank you, sir. Take good care of yourself, yeah. I promise I will give you news until later" Ghavi said, hugging Mr. Yoyon tightly. She is so fond of a married couple who have cared for her since she was a red baby.

" Greetings to Mom at home." he continued, releasing a hug.

" good, Non. Be careful!" reply Pak Yoyon wiped the corners of his wet eyes with the uniform arms of the driver he was wearing.

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Bus travel from Jakarta-Jogjakarta is still a long way away. Ghavi who had seen the view outside the bus through the window was getting bored. Finally he decided to sleep. After finding the right sleeping position, his eyes closed to immediately melt. His head was placed on the window of the bus because he happened to have a place by the window.

It should be the right position without having to be disturbed by the passing of people who come in and out of the bus.

Ten minutes passed. But he is still not closed even though he has tried hard. I don't know why he was so nervous. Or maybe it's the first time you've been on a bus?? I don't know. What was clear was that the girl instead of falling asleep, was getting more awake.

" Huufft ...!!" he breathed deeply and heavily.

Finally in order to drive out boredom, the opening of the phone to repel saturation. His hands surfed looking for which University he thought was good and in accordance with his academic ability.

His finger was still actively scrolling information about the enrolment requirements at the University that he would register later, until he was startled by a voice beside him.

" Can I sit here??" ask for a voice.

Ghavi turned his head to the origin of the voice and nodded. His eyes refocused on the thin object in his left hand.

Feeling no rejection, the person immediately dropped his body on an empty chair next to the tiny girl who was engrossed in his world.

" Thanks!" he said with enough breath to hunt.

It seemed like that fellow had just run after the bus to avoid being left behind. Seen from the way he sat just now with a breath of breath. Opening the mineral water bottle in his right hand and then downing it until the remaining half.

" Where are you headed??" tanyanya sok familiar.

Ghavi just sniffed the shoulder of the uncaring sign.

" I'll introduce you, my name is Harry. You?!"

Ghavi is still a bitch. Even he deliberately put his earphones to cover his ears to avoid the conversation of strangers beside him who are considered noisy and disturb his concentration surfing.

That person was a little furious that the question had no response.

" Heh, you're deaf, huh?"

Ghavi still continues to be engrossed in surfing the internet without wanting to answer the questions of the person next to him who is familiar. He didn't know this, he thought. After all, that person was a stranger to watch out for. So, don't be so familiar, he thought again.

Feeling no response, the man was upset. Releasing the earphones in Ghavi's ear rough.

" hey! Are you deaf or what?? I asked unanswered." he was angry.

Ghavi also flinched. He was angry that his earphones were forcibly taken.

" You ...!!" snarl.

The girl really did not expect the person who turned out to be a young man to dare to forcibly snatch his thing.

The eyes of the two were sharp.

' Hmm .. beautiful too, this boy. Unfortunately his face was as steep as a newly opened mountain road and untouched asphalt.' bathin the man.

' Saucy. Pinched nose. His cheeks are smooth like a toll road.'

Unlike her pockmarked self full of acne scars.

' Aahh!! Thinking what, the me '. he muttered while shaking his head.

" Heh, you're looking for trouble, aren't you?! Flip my earphone!!" gertak Ghavi was quite tight so that the passengers who were beside the seat turned their heads distracted.

" No!" sahut the man who claimed to be named Harry was distancing the object that Ghavi meant.

" Reverse, right?!" ghavi's threat is getting upset.

" If I don't want to go back, what do you want??" tanyanya fishing.

" Balikin!!" ghavi said, leaning his body, trying to take back his possessions.

For a moment, his body felt hypnotized.

' Crazy. It smells good, man. It's saucy, fragrant again.' he murmured in the heart.

While the man was also stunned. He had not expected the position of the two to be so close like that. He also felt enchanted by the hair of the girl.

For a split second both of them were aware of their attitude.

" Reverse, no. That's mine. Here!!"

" No, before you apologize to me" Handy said.

" Whaatt?? Not wrong, it's my earphone so I'm entitled to ask for it. And again, you're wrong so you're the one who should apologize. Hurry balikin!" pinta Ghavi.

" Ssth ... !!! Noisy. Your voice is disturbing the comfort of other passengers."

There was the sound of mothers sitting across from them. Alerted, Ghavi and Harry covered their faces in embarrassment.

" Aiissh .. you, here quickly turn on my earphone." whispered Ghavi still in a resentful tone. His voice was made as slow as possible afraid of getting a reprimand again. Embarrassed.

" No, before you apologise for being disrespectful for ignoring my question." said Harry, following along with his voice.

Ghavi finally surrendered. He did not want to argue anymore with the foreign man beside him. He hoped that by apologizing Harry would not bother him again.

" Ok, ok, sorry!" ghavi gave up.

" Now turn mine" he asked, raising his right hand.

" No, before you answer my question."

" Which question??"

Seeing Harry's eyes glaring, Ghavi finally gave up.

" good, lah. I'm Ghavi. I'm from Jakarta and want to go to Jogja, satisfied??!!"

Harry smiled at the victory sign.

" Nah, that's it, dong. From there, cake. No need to argue first, right. Hmc ... !" he handed the wired thing to the owner.

Ghavi also paired his earphones to sleep. A few minutes later, Harry poked his hand.

" Eh, don't sleep, dong! Keep me talking."

" Apaan, anyway. I'm sleepy to sleep."

" Please, don't sleep. Accompany me to chat. If you sleep, I will also fall asleep. I'll have to get down in a minute."

Harry continued to persuade Ghavi to accompany him.

" I'm tired again. If you don't talk to me later I can fall asleep. The front terminal is down."

Ghavi finally gave up. He listened more to Harry than he did to him. Only occasionally did he respond. But, because his body was already tired after hours of sitting in a brush, he finally started to get sleepy. For a long time he responded to the story of Hari just by muttering until Ghavi finally gave up and drooped on Harry's shoulders.

Harry smiled at Ghavi who was completely asleep. Finally Harry left his shoulder as a backrest.

An hour later, the bus arrived at Harry's terminal. Harry intended to wake Ghavi up, because he had to go down. But he could not bear to see how fast the girl was asleep.

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#sorry if there are a lot of mistakes,

new beginner's understanding.

I do not force the reader to give the application.it all depends on your sincerity alone.but, if anyone wants to thank criticism and constructive advice please, I am very grateful.🙏🙏