Visible Loser
POLEMIC TWO TEENAGERS IN BANDUNG

A few days passed and the day finally came. I plan with Dian, visiting the city of Bandung by using the train line.

Poncol Station is currently very cool and still quiet from the train passenger traffic.

At exactly seven in the morning, Ciremai Ekspress Train that will take us to Bandung has arrived. We followed the directions on the ticket to find our seats.

After finding the carriage and the seat we were looking for finally the journey began.

I saw Dian a little tense.

"Hey, you're just being diem. Not as usual." I asked Dian.

"Ndre, where's your hand ?" dian Pinta.

"I'm so tense to know, feel the coldness of my hands."

I admit, Dian looks nervous and a little nervous. Then I just point him, to lean his head against my shoulder. I also did not stop to calm his feelings.

"What are you worried about ?" ask me again.

"I'm afraid your parents can't accept our differences Ndre" he replied.

"I'm talking about this again. Already.you don't have to worry." I try to keep calming him.

Indeed, I was also worried about the response of both my parents later to Dian. Because we know that Dian is different.

But with our determination and love that is getting bigger and deeper. I remained determined and tried to introduce Dian in my family environment.

Throughout the journey that has taken four hours, Dian did not speak a single word to me.

He simply enjoyed this trip by falling asleep while resting his head on my shoulder.

When I arrived at Cirebon Station, Dian spoke to me. He just asked where the train was.

After getting an answer from me, he fell asleep again.

After about six hours of travel, we arrived at Cimahi Station Bandung.

"Yan, wakeup.. It's over." I woke Dian up.

"It's already reached Bandung" he said.

"Yes, let's go on another trip to my house." I continued.

"Would you like, we stay at the hotel!." whine Dian spoiled.

"Well, what's the story. I've come here to ask for his sleep at the hotel." I protest.

"Wait until I'm ready, Ndre." Dian's mood started to change.

"Oh, yes. Let's continue the road again." I explained.

"really.. Don't go home yet." she asked again.

"Yes bawell." I replied.

Finally, I was forced to turn the destination after arriving in the city of Bandung. I should have taken the right lane to my house behind Dustira Cimahi Hospital but because of Dian's request, I finally directed my taxi to one of the hotels in the Braga area.

Dian who is first time to Bandung is so enthusiastic to enjoy the atmosphere in the city. Just like me, when I first set foot in the city of Semarang.

Dian always actively asked me every language language using Sundanese accents to taxi drivers when we were communicating.

He said the Sundanese language was funny and the accents were always crooked. Me and Dian also finally always mingle accent area each. Taxi drivers whose taxis I ride sometimes glance at us through the middle of the car. I smiled too, when I found her eyes glancing at us.

Occasionally the taxi driver also huddled our language and it made the atmosphere more crowded and interesting.

In one of the hotels around Braga, after getting a room and putting all our luggage. We went around enjoying the city.

We spent some time together, because in two weeks Dian would leave me alone in Semarang.

The license for her KKN has been approved and I have to wait six months to see her again.

We then drove a rented motorbike, traveling around the city of Bandung all day. From Braga itself, to Dago even to the zoo in Taman Sari. There from seeing the Monkey to the Pangolin we are not tired of tired of going around.

Until that day we close by seeing live music by enjoying serabi in Setiabudi area.

"Make akang akang and teteh teteh who want to contribute his voice tonight, please just go up on stage." bargained a singer at the event, the singer, which aims to dilute the atmosphere and add to this more vibrant night.

Dian suddenly raised his hand. All the visitors here applauded, but I felt strange.

Since when Dian could sing, it was the wong with me that she never showed her talent at all. Even when I play guitar, he never sang, but patiently listened to my false voice.

But tonight Dian is confidently taking their stage. He whispered to the musicians that night, maybe he'll request a song. Sure enough, before long a song "Arti Presentmu" belonging to Audy Item finished he ate softly and felt very good to hear. All visitors also appreciate Dian's voice.

It was delicious, crispy his voice and made the visitors all shout for Dian to sing again. I was amazed by his confidence. In the second song, Dian asked me to come on stage with her.

Alamak, you can imagine. How I feel.

I took the stage with my chest pounding and my legs shaking.

"He's my girlfriend. A father-to-be for my son. His voice... Yes not ugly is very bad." explained Dian to all the visitors who were there.

Dian's expression was more lively in the cafe, many gave applause and some were telling me to go down.

As important as it sounds someone shouted,

"Well, it seems like a disaster to him."

I immediately responded to the source of the voice and I replied with a laugh.

"God's wind, Ndre." whispered Dian.

"Oh Ok." I know this song.

I certainly won't disappoint.

We sang together, and we ended the song by hugging each other.

All the visitors screamed.. Any more... Any more...

Me and Dian were smiling. Since I thought that was enough, Dian and I handed our mix to the band's vocalists again.

"Thank you and teteh, saha was tea. Enya, Akang Andre and Teteh Dian. Beuhh suarana Ajibb euy. Let's all give them a big round of applause." the band's vocalist who we briefly replaced.

Dian and I feel honored to be here, we applaud them with a smile and thank you.

Then the live music goes back. We went back to our seats and enjoyed the dinner again.

We enjoyed the live music until it was over. In the middle of the music, we made a lot of new friends. Visitors who came to hear our voices came to our table and sent us a few glasses of welcome drinks.

We thank them and receive their welcome. Dian and I finally took the time to go forward again to sing each one more song. Dian sang her song Rossa titled Pudar according to the request of the visitors and I performed her song Kerispatih with the Same Mistake.

Not feeling the night.getting late. The watch in my hand shows at 1 a.m. We have been there for almost 3 hours.

Finally, as the night was late, we decided to return to the hotel.

Dian seemed very happy, hugging it when I was very tight-knit and so chatty along the way.

Not long after we arrived at the hotel, we slept in our rooms.

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In the morning, the,

"Krie.. Krieking.." My phone is ringing.

"Hallo, Why Yan ?" I also picked up the phone.

"Ndre, I'm going to your room." she replied, "Relax, it's not weird."

"Hahaha, strange strange as well as what's wrong." I joked.

"You dare ?" his reply. "Munafik lu Ndre." again he replied with a joke.

"Engga Yan's. Joking." my light. "And we're committed, forget what happened. We want this healthy relationship right ?" light me again.

"My door was already open. Just come here Yan." I'm clear.

"Ok I went there." answered Dian.

Not long after, Dian entered my room. He was still wearing a blue nightgown shirt that fit his pants.

"Hadeuhh... It's tempting to you."

Hearing me speak like that, Dian even more dared to tease me. He got into my bed and was impressed to kiss me spoiled.

I was a bit evasive, although until finally it ended with Dian leaning her head on my thigh.

"Hayuu, go to your house now." pinta Dian.

"Tumbens. Really want to ?" reply me.

"Yes, I think. I think this is our chance too, to open everything." I continued it again when there was still doubt from Dian.

"If your parents refuse me how, Ndre." said Dian.

"Can't try yet. Who knows it's just our excessive fear." I replied.

"You yourself if you get into my belief how Ndre" said Dian again.

"I can't, Yan." answered me again.

These words, made Dian hesitate again to visit my home.

We are like two teenagers. Our love and affection are strong. However, we are still supported by traditions and customs that are hereditary can not be negotiated anymore.

Frankly, I always told Dian that I could never change. If you want to tell him that I am selfish, yes because I will lead this ship sailing.

While on Dian's side, I don't know. He always asks me at first glance if I am willing or not to follow his wishes. Her ego is also so high, because Dian knows my weakness.

Ever since that incident, I have always felt guilty. I always follow what Dian wants. Because Dian knew, I did this as my sense of responsibility who had done something unusual to Dian.

But Dian also knew the limits of her limits. He always considers what he wants and tries not to take advantage of me too much.

Dian knows, the incident at that time made me so sorry. I try to make Dian no longer bring up the past that was once dark with me.

I don't want any more tears coming out.

Because I know also, if Dian is a woman who comes from a good family.

Amidst our obscurity on that day, finally me and Dian decided to cancel my first visit to my house.

We decided to go back to Semarang, the next day. Because our feelings are the same as stating that now is not the time we know an answer from time.

(connecting.).