''Journo of Decemba''

Journo of Decemba

Indigo Naufal
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A December will always be a December. It is raining smoothly that seldom, we, as the people of this universe, love it so much. --- A guy named opal, he often had a frequent question on his mind, did people, sometimes, experiencing a rare process of thinking, that in life, are they looking at some detail to be perceived in a good way of thinking. Such, believing that the life yesterday is what makes the life of today. So engraving.

Enough bubbling.

Yesterday, I and Bernie were going to a place that he had me to come. I was accompanying him coming to an indoor basketball field out of nowhere in Bandung city. Several hours later, Bernie had an accident while playing basketball. Now, let me stop there.

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6 days ago.

I miss coming to Bahusda, it's been several weeks I didn't come to bahusda since those cynical exams in my uni. --- That afternoon, something sounds so devastating, it crooked my ears and split my head, off to the ground. It is a house building project nearby my neighborhood area. I was trying to do my holiday writing duty but I can't.

The next minute I found myself being in the center of the town, listening to fourplay music while riding my motorcycle. Nothing compare how a band called fourplay, plays their rhythmic musical instrument and impress people so much. --- I remember I am entering a luxurious residential living in Setiabudhi street, it's called budi asih,

While I'm trying to avoid the city main roads traffic jams by entering that residence, I found myself being questioned by their security officer asking me who the hell am I and trying to know what kind of purpose I am by coming to their place. I got it, its their responsibility, asking stranger, being aware of all time.

And then I answered, in a truly, polite ways of speaking, I say in English that I'm looking for a way out, and they don't understand, haha! what a pity. It's a look of perplexity, which means 'kebingungan' in Bahasa Indonesia. --- And then I switch my language back to Bahasa Indonesia, now, they understand, I laughed, they laughed, then I find a way out.

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After several minutes of riding my motorcycle, I am finally arrived in the front of bahusda's gate, a gate of life. That contains so millions of memories behind, tons of laugh, and that now you see me of how I look upon so many things in life.  --- I look, there were Bernie, bang Abby, uncle Ikuk and uncle Dicky sitting in the veranda.

I stay on my bike for a minute and then rolling off my earphone. Bernie is coming, he thought that I was some gojek dude delivering food. Hahahaha, cheap jokes. --- After that, Bernie let me enter bahusda. I open the gate and push my bike slowly, after that, I am coming to say hello to uncle ikuk, dicky, and bang Abby. They ask me a question, "Dari mana pal?"

"Dari rumah," I answered.

I came through the bahusda's garage, what I see, is now that the mighty old yam yam's son and daughter is now growing bigger. What a surprise, bang Abby says, this possessed roosters now had a family. --- Then I found my family in the backyard of bahusda, there were uncle McMore, Tondy, hadi, and their wives, aunt nila, and kak temmy, and rarely, this house has been so complete.

Turn out it was an event, uncle Jocky had himself coming in a marriage event, marrying his son, bang Sunny Blaze. He invites the whole big family to come to the wedding. --- I had quite a few talks in the backyard. Then the day is getting darker, there comes the mystery of the universe.

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"Pal, please accompany me coming to the basketball field. Lend me your motorcycle, you drive, and I'll pay for the gas." Bernie said on that evening.

"Alright," I say, it was after all my family member's gone home. I and Bernie riding my motorcycle coming to the basketball field in Dago area, it rather looks like a jungle, with some luxurious house standing above on the top of the city, and after all the years living in this city, that evening, I recognize that there some indoor basketball field, hidden, in the dago area.

I remember some words some back then when Bernie and I are going into that place, "Pal, you should hang out with my fella, they are an exchange student, they come from south korea, azerbaijan and Italy." --- "Pal, you know what, when I say that I love north korea to my south Korean's friend. He says ooohh I hate north korea so much," Hahahaha, and then, I laugh, so did Bernie.

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Coming back to bahusda, I found myself being on treat by my prestigious, grand, mother. She bought me a spicy wing from richeese, with strawberry milk, I eat that food so fast that I couldn't realize I was full of food. I thanked grandma so much. --- That night, is the night where Bernie had his accident in the basketball field. I've heard it from Bernie's mother, auntie Nila.

O... dear lord. Must it, be a bad thing?

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The next morning, I wake up, I see Bernie's ankle is not on the right position. Auntie nila is immediately calling a taxi, because if not, it would be a bad thing. And then the three of us, me, Bernie, and auntie nila is going to some traditional massage clinic to gets Bernie's ankle back on the right position. That was a fine morning, we talked about a lot of things.

But on that night, before I decide to sleep, I had some FUNNY talks with aunt nila and Bernie. To sum up, that late night conversation is talking about the whole people bad attitude in the social atmosphere, connecting to that, John Robert Powers is the best answers to FIX it.

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The next morning, I saw myself trying to drink a warm water (as a health therapy) and moving things in bang Abby's studying table, but before that, Bernie warned me to get bang Abby's permission first, so I WhatsApp him and asks for permission, nicely, and then, access granted. --- Phew, cleaning up dust was a heavy duty. After that, I go to shower (with cold water off course) and having a daylight nap in bang Abby's room, it is very quiet and I find it sooo relaxing.

Believe me, bang Abby's room had some kind of a perfect aura in bahusda. To whom that see ghost, it is a remarkable one. Hahaha.

After everything was cleaned up, I let out my Bluetooth keyboard and put it on bang baby's studying table, with a five-watt incandescent lamp that I've bought from local small store near Bernie's traditional massage clinic.  I start writing about the whole JRP article, I've published it in Kompasiana on the previous day. On Bahasa Indonesia, it's about a fictitious article with Sarti as the main character on that story.

Yam -- yam is crowing, the sounds is a dramatic one. The moon falls to the earth, showing it's beam of harmony. In the night, I re-watch a movie called Doctor strange with bernie. It says, "Dormammu, I've come to bargain." Fantastic movie.

On some other day, I come back to the traditional massage clinic, to accompany my best cousin on earth, bernie, fixing his ankle problem.

It's like I wanna cry......

Deep in my heart, I want nothing but normality in this very universe, but you know, that sometimes the world is just a crazy one, with us, the people who reside this temporary living. From an uber taxi I looked outside, with bernie and the uber's driver chatting on the front seat.

 

And that, is a rainy day.

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The next day, I found bernie is getting happy because he is winning a free- ticket to Europe, even though he's still on an endless pain of ankle dislocation. --- He treated me with a lot of things after, starting from salted egg chicken fillet, from EATLAH, and then with a proper closing with dozens of Padang's food, it is called MALAH DICUBO.

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I ordered a scrambled egg with some mashed potato biscuit, sort of. Ohhhhh my god, the taste? I LOOOOVE it to bit. It is a REAL PADANG food. After feeling full, I and bernie is watching a movie called Bad Genius, it's a movie about some genius student in Thailand who made out a brilliant business based on their geniuses' ability.

Granny says she didn't like it, the food. I, on my mind, whatever people give it to me, I will always be grateful no matter how, no matter what. Because I am a poor kid, I have no right of being arrogant. Even thought sometimes I do, but I take myself back by being humble, because I would live comfortably with it for the rest of my life.

Then, omi and agya come to bahusda, after they watch a movie called COCO in the cinema, we talked about a lot of things, we talked about what makes us feeling uncomfortable, basically, we talked about anything until while eating noodle, me, little Agya, and omi. --- We talk, until we sleep.

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From the night, where we complained bout' a lot of things. From every little thing that we've talked about. I also remember bernie said to me, "Pal, aing ada rencana S2 di kanada." Or, "Pal, kalo aing berhasil tinggal di LN, itu udah nazar aing ngajak maneh ke LN juga."

Or, like what auntie Nila says to me, "Gelar akademis tidak menentukan attitude seseorang. --- Atau cara bersikap baik di tengah -- tengah keramaian." I do hope for so many things, I hope for living and staying overseas. I hope dad is back to work, I hope I finish my bachelor study and then bouncing out from Indonesia. Oz, Canada, nz, England. Wherever I go, just not America, I dislike the country's system and people, it is similar with my country, too much disappointment.

I slightly remember that I have a morning talks with granny, we talked about her father, her feudality, her excellency in the previous event, where she is being called "aden, juragan." and her being a Ningrat in the indo-dutch colonial ages. That is.... A monarchial living. Love it, but's not gonna happen on today's world in Indonesia.

In the end.... This is my December's journal. --- From bernie, Omi, auntie nila, granny 'ibu jendral', bi nyai, the whole bahusda's family member and all the people I love, on this earthly living. I thanked you all.

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My highest honor,

Opal