Arisan (What's Next Name? )
Part 6 - Day seven

We lost Noni one week ago. Today we will hold a seven-day event for Noni's departure. We will also discuss the pending reunion.

It just so happened that Adit knew the owner of the building. So that we can postpone the schedule and coincidentally also catering can be rescheduled. I had contacted the catering to ask for time and thank God it could also. I had felt worried in case the catering did not want to reschedule because the ingredients must have been purchased by them.

"Lin, how are you?" I asked Sherlin when we met in Noni's yard.

"Thank God, Dit. I have lost my closest friend. There are you guys by my side anyway. Especially you Dit. Thank you for being with me when I grieve." Sherlin took my hand.

"Lin, we're friends. It is only natural that I accompany you. If it wasn't me, there would have been other friends who would have offered to accompany you." I pat Sherlin's back.

We went inside the Noni family home and started petrifying to pack. Me and Noni help pack the cake. While other friends help provide drinks for guests who come.

Today's prayers will be held after the Ashar prayer. Because Sunday is held in the afternoon. So we after the event could gather to talk about the continuation of the reunion event.

I saw someone whispering. I feel like eavesdropping. For I faintly heard the words poison.

Wait, is Noni in poison? Is that possible? But why can? Noni was a very good boy and she was as far as I had no enemies.

Ah, I've been thinking strange things lately. Since the departure of Noni. I always keep watch when I take a taxi. Just like I was going to Noni's house. Because my bike was used away by my brother. I had to take an online taxi. During the trip I kept talking to my mother over the phone, just to make sure I was safe until my destination.

The paranoia will naturally occur. It's just that I don't want to continue to be swept away in the fear and worry that I'm running into.

"Si Leon hasn't come yet?" ask me to Tasya who is still in Indonesia for the next two weeks.

"Dad, he grew up really late. Usually he's the most diligent if you want to meet with us." Timpal Tasya to me.

Leon was very happy to have a meeting with all of us. He was very excited about the gathering with friends.

I pulled out my phone and tried to call Leon. Two minutes I called and I didn't get picked up by my friend.

I looked straight at Leon. I am glad that my best friend has arrived. For he sent me thirty minutes when I reached the house of Almarhumah Noni.

"So worried." Ledek Tasya to me.

All my friends know my closeness to Leon. Because we had the same high school and went to the same university.

"Si Dita tuh, I'm still paranoid I don't know anyway."

One of my friends is a psychologist. I have talked to you about my anxiety.

"Paranoids? Paranoid why?" Leon immediately responded.

"Udah don't talk about it here. Later if we get home from here. We're like gathering at my house I don't need to go to the cafe."

I am still so afraid that traveling makes me always vigilant wherever I go. It feels like there is a constant feeling in this heart. Frightened, angry, but I wonder what's wrong with Noni. The beginning of his face was panicked before leaving home, until his sudden death in a taxi.

"Why the hell? I'm calm, I'll come home later. Don't be afraid that's not so obvious. Relax, relax don't keep thinking later that you're stressed again."

Leon's messing with my hair. I am younger than my friends. Even though our age is only a few months different.

We finished helping to put the cake in cardboard and put the rice box, as well as the cake box into plastic crackles to be distributed to guests who came at the tahlilan event today.

"Prepare three plastic wrap stuffing this cake yes, Dit, Lin." Pinta Noni's mother to me and Sherlin.

I immediately took out three boxes of cookies, while Sherlin took plastic to wrap them. It's tradition, if you make ustad get extra cake and also envelopes.

When I saw Ms. Noni, I felt anxious to ask about the continuation of the police who are looking for the cause of the disaster from the death of my friend. My detective instincts seemed to rise up just like that despite still feeling scared.