Blue Blouse
SEVEN
Moses washes his hands in the sink of the canteen, occasionally looking in the mirror before him, looking at his own face, but he is constantly reminded of Aurel's face. He felt strange when he met his childhood friend.
Yes, he remembers exactly that when he was a child, he and Aurel were very close, like lovers, even though the relationship felt very embarrassing to remember back in times like these. They are no longer close, they may no longer be friends. All of these are just childhood memories.
"Eh, Moses, your noodles have come!" call Liam from the direction of the bench he is sitting on. The state of the canteen that had been quiet made him freely scream to each side of the canteen corner.
Moses washed his face for a while and then he went to the bench where Liam and Tom were now busy chatting while enjoying their ice pop. Moses could not wait to enjoy the delayed chicken noodle dish, warm and ready for him to eat.
"Nyam, nyam, good-bye!" moses exclaimed before lifting a quarter of the noodles with the chopsticks he now carried. He blew the noodles he was about to devour for a moment and put them deliciously into his mouth.
***
Lyra came to a quiet place, under a Willow tree that was behind the campus theater building. Rarely does anyone come there, most people think the place is haunted. Even so, for students who do not care about mystical things still stop there for a purpose. This time it was Ken who wanted to have a one-on-one talk with Lyra. Actually Lyra was very nervous to meet with the director of his club, but nevertheless he had to dare to meet him.
"No school hours?" ken asked for a glance towards Lyra for a moment. He is currently sitting in a chair with a small, circular table in front of him staring at his phone screen, looking through administrative data on a personal website.
"It's empty. You're the one who told me to meet you when the lecture was over." Lyra walked over to Ken, then sat down on a chair at the end of the table, directed across from Ken's chair.
"Tomorrow we've performed, you're playing Mrs. Baker, your role is very important here. So you probably already understand why I called you," Ken said seriously.
Lyra lowered her head from the start sitting there, not daring to look into Ken's eyes, she actually felt guilty over the incident last night. He sighed for a moment. "So when are the exercises again?" tanyakanya.
"Hour two, I'll wait at the base!" yell at Ken while turning off his phone. He left Lyra alone after that without saying goodbye, cold.
Lyra looked for a moment at her phone lock screen that displayed 01.56 pm, indicating that 4 more minutes was time for practice. He did not express his apology to Ken. But he believes, someday if too much activity together, they will be better, even though they do not apologize to each other.
***
On the futsal court of the Para Den Campus at 04.00 pm, ten young men in casual clothes and short trining pants moved nimbly dribbling the ball they kicked to and fro. Similar to football but with some slightly different rules, futsal became one of the most popular types of ball games by teenage boys in the city of Para Den. Even this afternoon even though there were no spectators or cheerleaders, the students who were practicing futsal still played seriously in the Olympics.
When the referee blew the whistle, raised one of his hands firmly, gave a break, the players dispersed and went to the sidelines. At a time of rest like this is the right time to straighten the legs, enjoy a breath of breath, wipe the sweat that adorns the face, also of course drink water and chat with each other.
On the other hand, the members of the theater club were bustling down the steps of the art building, going to approach their respective motorcycles in the parking lot which happened to be located not far from the location of the futsal court. Some theater club students also stopped by briefly to the field to greet their friends who are members of the futsal team, of course chatting lightly and joking as is.
Musa, part of the futsal team, was flattened out in response to his teammate chatting with some members of the theatre club. He hoped Lyra would come to him soon and encourage him. He tries to check the parking area from a distance, hoping he can see Lyra. Unfortunately, the shadow of the girl was nowhere to be seen in her eyes.
"Lyra where to, huh? She didn't practice?" moses, who had longed for Lyra for only half a day, did not communicate with each other.
Moses gulped down another bottle of water, soaking his dry throat despite swallowing his saliva repeatedly during the game. He also still looks at the parking area, really still hoping to see the shadow of Lyra even though only his back appears.
***
The night has come. Musa is currently playing MOBA games with Bayu, Satyo, Paulo, Arjun and Gio in a gazebo that is still on campus, opposite the infrastructure space. It is common for students of Para Den to stay on campus anytime and anywhere, this campus has become a second home for them. So at night too late there must still be students who wander inside the campus, whether it's in student activities such as organizational meetings and other events, such as, or just hanging out playing games while coffee together. Provided that it does not violate the norms and customs of the local population, students are free to settle on campus.
In the middle of the game, while Moses is focusing, a WhatsApp phone call appears, disturbing. He was upset when he found his mother's WA profile picture on his cellphone screen, making him forced to get AFK to lift his mother's call.
"Hello, Ma" said Moses right after raising the call.
"What did you say?!" my mother's voice was upset.
"What the hell did you say, Ma? Mama's feelings just told me to take care of the house, that's all!" timpal Moses.
"Well that's it. Yu' Tari said you haven't been home since this morning since you left for college. Why haven't you been home yet, huh?!" omel the Mama.
Moses could only remain silent, not wanting to return his mother's words again because he believed he would still be blamed.
"..., You are the son of a man of honor, Moses. Well mbok yo nurut same parent's talk. Don't bully the rich kid, you're breaking a lot of rules like those little fringe kids. Mama does not want the image of a bad mama child just because you are studying in a small campus." added the Mama at length.
"Keep why from the beginning Mama did not give me in the star campus, Ma? Mom's money is a lot!" timpal Moses
Some of Moses' friends glanced at him for a moment. Because they already understood that Moses could not play anymore because they had to raise the call, they remained relaxed playing until they managed to seize the turret owned by the opponent and win the game.
"..., the purpose of Mama is to educate you there so that you can easily get scholarships, no need to ambise for scholarships like those who study at big universities. Understand?!" mama Moses continued. "Don't you have a boyfriend, so often you don't go home" he added suspiciously.
"Moses didn't have a girlfriend" Moses said.
"In fact, the voice of the woman who calls you often is who if not your boyfriend?!"
"Ah, what the hell Ma, mama often nguping ya apparently. Besides women at any time can't?! There are two genders in this world, Ma!" moses exclaimed in response to the ramblings of his mother on the phone.
"Anyway, .." The Mama's chimpanzee was cut off.
"Yes a chatty mom?" said Bayu suddenly.
"Yes, nyebelin tau no, much he wanted." - timpal Musa.
"Prophey, her name is mother. They always want the best for their children." said Bayu who now looks serious playing the game.
"Yes, but yes all that, do not know why" said Moses now while closing his eyes, trying to enjoy the breeze of the night that blows. He sighed resignedly. "Oh yeah, I'll go home first!" he yelled while putting his phone in his jacket pocket as he left the gazebo.
Silence happens too. Bayu, Satyo, Paulo, Paulo, Arjun and Gio glanced at each other without a single word uttered from their mouths until the shadow of Moses' back completely disappeared from their sight just as the man had been riding his motorcycle away leave campus.
***
In a quiet area with grass and trees and light yellow street lights that light up. The place looks pleasing to the eye, could be the perfect place for lovers who are dating together. It's just that the streets there are lonely, there are almost no signs of life other than the sound of crickets and geckos who are still faithful to guard.
Aurel sat alone enjoying the serenity of nature with an acoustic guitar on his lap. He now sat down on a white long chair that led to a quiet street. Wrapped in a jeans jacket, he didn't feel cold at all tonight.
"We belong together
We belong together
And you know it
Wine stained teeth and bloodshot eyes
Think we're both fucked up and that's alright
Yeah, yeah
We belong together
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oh"
Singing a piece of Dove Cameron's song "We Belong" in a very mediocre voice, Aurel did not care. He likes to sing even though he does not have good vocals, after all, no one passes by. He believes, the supernatural beings who inhabit the area will not be until the heart beats him just to comment on his voice. While strumming the strings of his guitar slowly with the chord still lingering, he continued to sing as if he was now in a recording studio with two music producers.
"Hi girl,". The sound of a man's voice out of nowhere made Aurel shocked.
Aurel's body suddenly stiffened immediately when he found two men with a stocky, handsome face, dressed all in black, chain iron accessories decorate some parts of their bodies, and they were, also the full body of the tattoo stood before him while grinning.
"Kok alone anyway, neng?"
"Don't want to be won by your brother?"
The two men tried to tease Aurel who was now trembling with sweat that had successfully soaked all over his body. Aurel was really scared. He thought no this time.
"Kok diem anyway?"
"Sissu, yes, neng?"
The two men get more aggressive by sitting between Aurel and trying to feel the body of the poor girl.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?!" aurel exclaimed loudly while elbowing the stomach of a man to his right, then immediately stood up and stomped hard on the feet of the man sitting to his left. Then he immediately ran while carrying his guitar, even forgetting his guitar bag that was left behind in the chair.
"Eh, dare you be with us?!"
The two men chased Aurel.
They walked down a quiet street that was quite dark because it was filled with trees. It was like the world before the lanterns. Everything's dark. Aurel ran in fear mixed with feelings of panic. All Aurel could rely on right now was the moonlight in the sky that seemed dim as it was enveloped by clouds. The sighting of a wide-eyed owl on the twig of a roadside tree is enough to make Aurel even more afraid. The situation this time was really scary for him.
The two mysterious men ran off quite fast, they were slipping Aurel even more. Until the moment Aurel slipped down, leaving his leg knee injured by the friction of the asphalt, also his guitar was thrown to the side of the roadside abyss and the sound of his impact on something hard.
Aurel was captured by the two men and was about to be harassed. He was constantly crying and trying to scream "please". But to whom he had to shout, the place was very quiet, there would be no one to help him. He's so helpless. He was quite weak compared to the two men who had now managed to hold him lying on the ground.
Oh God, save me!
Aurel continued to pray in his heart, expecting a miracle from God in whatever form as long as he survived these two terrible men. He also did not stop condemning his stupidity by not going back to the dormitory after attending journalism training on campus, he forgot the time when sitting alone in the field before.
***