Morning Star
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“Who is it?” Satya's astonishment when they arrived at her house and saw a woman's shoes on the porch of their house, Angga, Satya and Dimas lived together in Angga's House, initially only Angga and Dimas but because there are empty rooms Dimas plans to rent it out and come Satya who is an acquaintance of Dimas when Satya helps Dimas design a graphic model of the second branch Mall. They called their home the basecamp.

“Eh.. Come on in, it looks like there is a friend Mas Angga who we talked about.” Take Satya and whisper in the final sentence.

“Weh! From where? Early in the morning have been dating.” Mila chuckles at the syndirian of Dimas who looks neat and ready to go, “rapi very, want to marry?” Ledek Satya because Dimas wears a suit with a neatly combed hairdo, “woo! request slapped.” Dimas said in a row and Satya just laughed out loud.

“How? It's pretty, right?” Ask while tidying up the tie and hair dispion of the newly parked Satya motorbike.

“Gak.” Satya answered briefly, “yee.. I did not ask you, I asked your girl.” Said Dimas staring at the shadow of Satya through the rearview mirror, Dimas laughed a little at the face of Satya who looks upset.

“Mil, this guy of yours is so scared I take you from his side, every time I plunge, look at his face. Merenguuutt.” Ledek Dimas clucked in surprise, "i'm too handsome to the point that he's so worried." His head was flattened.

“Neighbor.. You are not his type, maaf.ya!” Satya emphasized the type of sentence makes Dimas sing his lips, “after your type what Mil? Like her? Seriously?”

“Yes is it!” Satya answered loudly and got an elbow from Mila who blushed in shame.

“Udah ah, early in the morning meet the couple bucin make me forget the same material presentation.” Dimas opens his car door, “Mas.” Call Satya and walk closer “hmm.” Dimas stopped to get into the car, waiting for Satya to talk about what.

“Inside no Kejora?” Dimas just nodded his head then walked in and closed the door of his car.

“Why?” Mila approached Satya who seemed to be silently thinking of something.

“Ahh.no, go yuk. I'm gonna take a new shower to get you to the boarding house and we go.” Mila nodded in agreement.

“Where? Tumben really Sat?” Tanya Angga when she saw Satya and Mila enter the living room wearing training clothes, Satya just singed his lips to hear the word tumben from Angga, “why all who see me out in the morning always ask tumben.” Anxious Satya narrows her lips in a contorted tone making Angga chuckle.

“Y..After that you rarely seem on in the morning, shubuh home from the mosque must be molor, continue to wake up after lunch.” Satya gave the code to Angga to stop because there is Mila next to him, Angga close his mouth slowly understand the purpose of Satya code, while Mila glanced sharply at the man next to her who was now standing stiff.

“You tricked me with a bot conversation?” Mila looks upset but Satya just grinned as if he did nothing wrong.

“Good morning, don't forget breakfast. Meet on campus ya.” Mila said that he imitated the contents of Satya's message that he got almost every morning, and never made Mila suspicious because it was Satya the type of man who did not type the message so long.

“Pantes, after I bales, must be rarely replied. You are! Rich is not healthy! You want to die young?” Mila hit Satya on the shoulder, “how many times have you missed breakfast! answer!” Mila said glaring at Satya who grimaced rubbing her shoulders.

“Own Miles, shame on ya! There is Temen Mas Angga, look.” Said Satya while holding Mila's hand by grasping it and making Mila aware if there had been anyone other than them, even unknown to her.

Mila just smiled stiffly, Angga laughed watching the two of them, inexplicably for Angga even though the relationship between Satya and Mila was not a courtship, more like a relationship without status but for him, even though the relationship between Satya and Mila was not a relationship, their interactions are fun to see.

“Oh yes, Satya, Mila, this is Kejora, my friend.” Mila grabs Kejora's hand and holds it “I'm Mila Nurhadi, just call her Mila.” Said Mila smiling, “I Satya Eka Nurgaha” Said Satya also shook her hand, “I Kejora Star, can be called Kejora or Keke.” They both heard it.

"See they fit perfectly, her last name is both Nurnya." Satya tilted her lips. "Mas, it's all because of the drugged capil that typed my name wrong, you know." Angga chuckled, "type wrong?" Ask Kejora "Iya Mbak, should my name be Satya Eka Nugraha, R her move may be destiny times yes, let it be the same as the name of my future soul mate, Nurgaha and Nurhadi.ihir!" Satya snickered after saying that sentence.

"What the hell!" Mila patted Satya's shoulder which swayed from laughing.

Kejora looks at Angga and whispers “does they know who I really am?” Kejora stared as if doubtful “Satya helped me about the mission, he knows you, but his girlfriend doesn't seem.” Angga replied slowly.

Satya just looked at them and glanced at Mila then gently nudged her arm, Mila turned her head and raised both eyebrows. Satya coded with her tail eyes pointing towards her room. “Hah? Ogah!” Mila answered briefly because Satya invited her into her room, Satya scrunched her forehead confused.

“Why you guys?” Tanya Angga saw the waves of the two couples in front of him throw each other strange views. “This boy took me to his room.” Mila said as she snorted, making Satya shocked and rounding her eyes.

“Hah! Whaaat! Not that! Ihh.. You must be thinking strangely huh? I've been married for a long time tomorrow too!” Upset Satya patted her forehead, Mila chuckled at successfully teasing Satya, she softened Satya's waist as if sulking and turned her back.

“They are so often, adorable couple right?” Whisper Angga to the Kejora and approved him who was also chuckling at him.

“Oh, they're gone?” Ask Angga when out of the room and find the lounge there is only Kejora who is watching television. Kejora nodded without looking at Angga, “what time was it, I forgot?” Ask Kejora about performing art in Satra Budaya building which is holding an annual event of dance art competition.

Angga see wall clock “2 hours again.” He then sat on a different sofa with Kejora. “Both of your friends are funny huh?” tell Kejora about Satya and Mila who was with him chatting when Angga pamit picked up the phone and all ready.

Angga smiled in agreement, “ya you are right, they are like two children who are always cheerful, between us. If there was any of them the atmosphere would be engrossed and cheerful." Angga.

"She called me mbak, and didn't want to call me just a name, it's not polite she said." Keke said a little laugh.

"Satya is the youngest, so we sometimes think of her as a sister, you know? even so, he has intelligence that no one else has loh.”

“Means?” Kejora shrinking his television volume “Satya is very smart but his intelligence is his weakness, I also do not understand what happened with him, such as *savant syndrome, but that is not it. He once told me that after a big accident when he was 6 years old, he had amnesia and lost his memory. But, miraculously she actually has amazing brain function.” Angga saw Kejora put on a confused face for his explanation.

“He is able to learn something even able to master it briefly. He graduated from Junior High School 2 years, graduated from High School 2 years and now he only took strata 1 in 2 years where I was older 2 years from him to be his level adek, because he graduated last year.” Kejora was amazed to hear it, a rare phenomenon, he did not understand about college education but to hear a person can pass strata 1 in 2 years was amazing.

“Learning a new language is the toughest activity for the brain, therefore Satya loses her childhood memory.”

“Wah! Easy to move on dong?” Angga laughed because when he first learned about Satya's condition that he told him.

“Not really, I once asked about it and he answered ‘that forgets only the memory that is remembered in the head, but not for the one that dihati’ like that.” Kejora chuckled because Angga seemed to resemble himself as when Satya spoke.

“He's a talented kid, so we really support him, he's like our sister, despite the fact he treats us otherwise.” Angga shook his head, “dia who helped me dig out the info about Madam Den. Ahh, why be a story about him, when I want to hear your story.” Rutuk Angga while thinning his lips, Kejora just shrugged his shoulders.

“You never heard the term? You can get to know a person personally from how his friends." Obviously Kejora makes Angga laugh small, “Dimas?” tanyanya then laughed.

Kejora tilted his head, “I don't think he's that bad, which I saw from the way he helped me when he was bullied by Barra, he still cares about helping someone even though he hates it.”

Angga nodded and recalled his childhood “he once beat up a group of brats who were running around me and mocking me because I was a maid.”

“Hah?” Angga stares confused due to the sudden Kejora speech “maid?”

“Oh.” Angga opened his mouth to realize his words “you don't know yet? I am the son of a maid, and raised by someone who is quite famous in Indonesia, especially Central Java, slowly you will find out if you are often with me.” Kejora wailed when Angga blinked his eyes “ish..” his hisses and was greeted with laughter by Angga.

The night after the arts and cultural events, they decided to take a walk while enjoying the night air. Pass some snack shops such as grilled sausages, grilled corn or cheap snacks cheap festive ala street vendors.

"After knowing you, you're different." Angga tilted his head to hear Kejora's words.

"What am I doing?" He asked, Kejora smiled slightly, "I thought you were a shitty, stiff, and a little arrogant kid. It turns out deep in your heart, you're the figure that.." Kejora stops while thinking "eemmm. is pretty good." Continuing with a soft voice, Angga frowned.

"Lumayan? Kind of like Satya's favorite meatball place." Suddenly Angga laughed, making Kejora confused. "Why laugh?"

"No, so remember Satya and Meatballs are good."

"Why?" Kejora was more confused because Angga was still laughing.

"Satya once ate at a meatball stall called Badly Meatball, then he asked the owner of the meatball stall why choose Good, why not delicious meatballs, steady meatballs or what. Do you know what his meatball brother's answer is?" Angga asked a glance at the Kejora walking beside him, Kejora shook his head slowly.

"So there are customers who are disappointed with the taste, I can answer. His name is also Bad Meatballs Pak, can be quite tasty or quite unpleasant." Clearly Angga laughed a little.

"Keep what's funny?" Confused Kejora because they feel it is not a funny thing. Angga mutely stared flat at Kejora who still put on a confused face.

"That makes it funny Satya. He once took the three of us to the meatball stall, honestly for me the meatball was far from good. I don't know what makes the child often to the meatball stall it will not even forget to wrap to take home. He once asked and he replied it did not taste good, but the spirit of the meatball brother still selling even though it was quiet to be given appreciation. Want to try the meatballs?” tanya Angga.

“He doesn't feel good?” Surprised Kejora, “it was a year ago, because Satya often bought, the meatball brother was surprised and from there he learned to improve the taste, and as long as you know yes Ke, Ke, The meatballs are again hits at the junction of the station before the one-way line. That meatball that used to be called passable.” Kejora spontaneously turned towards Angga with a shocked face “serious? That's so lo!” Angga nodded and laughed at the expression of Kejora.

“But, I'm curious about what's funny?” Angga sighed, “hey Miss, I don't know your high sense of humor or I'm not funny.” His words continued on and Kejora only frowned, staring at the back of the man walking in front of him.

“Well, but crisp is also the person.” Kejora chuckled and sped up his pace chasing Angga. They walk along the sidewalk which is usually if the morning is filled with busy students and then pass with serious faces and sleepy but if the night becomes a place to hang out with their faces are certainly very different.

Ordinary, already innate typical student who likes to hang out rather than get up early for college. “You are studying here?” Tanya Kejora saw a row of campus buildings that look creepy at night, Angga nodded “various faculties, this is sports faculty, I studied at civil engineering faculty.”

Kejora looked astonished, "why?" confused Angga because of the gaze of Kejora, "a child of civil engineering but likes the field of photography and journalists?"

"My adoptive father wanted me to do that, I felt that he had contributed to my life and my education, so I followed his will." Clearly Angga stared at the building which was still observed by Kejora.

Kejora nods “if spooky night huh..” Ungapnya look towards the faculty building, Angga pat Kejora left shoulder makes Kejora shocked to turn left and then to the right where Angga stood while holding a smile while staring at the building.

“Nobbish basis, startling me.” His grunts make Angga laugh, “your face is funny.” He said while pointing at the face of the girl who was now singing her lips while narrowing her eyes.

“It's 8 o'clock, you go home what works?” Keenly looking at his watch, he fell silent because the day passed so quickly he forgot if tonight he had to meet Mr. Baskara, he was down staring at the tip of his foot, he was down, Angga felt confused by the sudden change of Kejora “why?” he looks so worried, “tnight there is client.” He said slowly and made Angga spread his expression.

Then suddenly a shiny black benz mercedes sedan car stopped beside them. Angga stared at the black window that slowly opened down, he was shocked when he saw who was sitting in the back seat. “Keke, login.” Said the man without looking at them.

Kejora just stood staring at the flat hand that now held Angga. The old man then commanded the driver, a moment later the passenger door opened and the old man went down to meet them both.

"Lake in." Rigorously.

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*savant syndrome is the condition of a person who is able to show a miraculous and profound capacity or ability that far exceeds normal limits. Humans with savant syndrome may have abnormalities in neurodevelopment, especially autism spectrum disorder, or even injury to the brain. The most dramatic example of savant syndrome is an individual whose IQ test scores are very low, but who exhibits exceptional and brilliant skills in a particular area, such as quick counting, art, remembering, or music.