A One-or-Two-Week Serial of Stories

~Part 1~

#nowplaying Bohemian Rhapsody - Vitamin String Quartet (tribute to Queen)

Ujian Akhir Semester yang mengharuskan saya duduk di ruang pesakitan (merujuk istilah Resta) SELESAI. 90% ngerasa ngga yakin hasilnya bakal, jangan bilang perfect deh, sesuai harapan. Ah, tapi namanya juga maba semester 1, kalopun nilainya ngga bagus" amat ya mari kita pake excuse paling banter, yaitu masih masa adaptasi. Muahahahaaa :))

Yah, walaupun begitu saya berterima kasih sama semua pihak yang telah membantu melengkapi 'amunisi' saya selama ujian. Amunisi fisik, mental dan doa pastinya. Buat sohib" yang berinisiatif ngajakin belajar bareng pastinya. Oiya, jadi inget hari Senin dua minggu yang lalu. Siangnya kami seangkatan baru melalui ujian Biologi Sel yang... menyakitkan hati. Terus malamnya saya dan tiga orang temen seperjuangan senasib sepenanggungan BMS (Resta, Bimbim, Yeni) belajar bareng di Dunkin Jakal buat ujian keesokan harinya. Ditemani donat dan secangkir hot chocolate (saya), kopi (Bimbim), dan entah ada minumnya Resta sama Yeni, kami nguplek-nguplek mekanisme biosintesis terpenoid, IPP-DMAPP, ngeliatin penggabungan kepala-ekor, nekuk" struktur squalene, dan berbagai kerangka karbon yang bikin otak jadi keriting. Alhamdulillah-nya, besoknya semua yang kami pelajari keluar SEMUA dan alhamdulillah-nya lagi, yang keluar itu yang gampang-gampang. Jadilah hari Selasa, 29 Januari 2013 dinobatkan sebagai hari tersukses kami sepanjang UAS. Bayangin, ngerjain ujian hanya dalam waktu 30 menit dan keluar dengan muka sumringah!! Gelaaaaaaaaaaa... XD

Ehm, pastinya makasih juga buat yang udah nemenin belajar selama ujian, baik nemenin belajar bareng di kosan ataupun dari jauh. Makasih ya Mas... ^_^

Eeeeehhh, tapi blum bisa seneng" loh Cha. Masih ada presentasi jurnal Genmol sama makalah Karir Biotek yang abstrak ituuuu!!!! #kemudianhening #kehilanganekspresi

~Part 2~

#nowplaying Bittersweet - The Piano Guys feat. Spencer Schmidt

How does it feel when your precious one tells you something great, so damn great that it's strong enough to make your heart explode. That kind of explosion which is caused by (and contained with) admiration, happiness, fear, pain, tears, and above all, love.

All of them, all of those feelings was covered by love. I don't know why I'm saying this right now, but I'm totally sure it was. And in our facebook chat that night, I told him so. I told him I loved him, with smile emoticon following my words. But he didn't know I was crying while doing that. I couldn't even anticipate those tears. I realised it just after my cheeks got wet.

All those feelings, the admiration, happiness, fear, even the love is all cliché. Whatever. The point is I was afraid to lose him. And on that Thursday, I tried my best not to show him, not to tell him. I thought I successfully managed it because I was focusing my mind on Enzymology presentation. But after I left the stage, I felt empty. Oh I forget to mention, he was there. He came to watch me presenting my article even though he didn't take the class. He sat right next to me and for the first time his presence stroke me with a terrible pain.

So, he finally found that there was something wrong with me. He kept asking, I kept not answering. The news was great, I knew he was so happy that he chose to tell me, hoping that I would be happy for him as well. How could I break his heart by telling him how I exactly felt? That's cruel. But he kept asking and finally I told him. I told him all those cliché and then the pain was totally gone. I just realised that the most important thing in this case is he already knew what I felt and it was enough. He even asked me "Do you want me to promise you something?" and I replied "No, just don't. If you make a promise then you fail to keep that, it will terribly hurt".

Then he said some words and somehow those words seemed like promises to me. The fact is I was afraid to lose him and you know what, I still am. But no matter what happens, the promise has been said. And when I start to feel afraid, when the fear strikes me once again, all I need to do is just having faith. Believing that someone already keeps my wings unbroken. I know he's trying his best. All I need to do is to trust Allah. And him ^_^

~Part 3~
#nowplaying Good Time - Owl City & Carly Rae Jepsen

Masih hari Kamis yang sama, sepulang presentasi Enzimo, saya berusaha bayar SPP ke bank, tapi gagal gara" sistemnya offline. Apa-apaan coba, manusia ngantri segitu panjang tapi sistem offline mulu. Bah, merugikan konsumen -____-

Akhirnya jadilah saya luntang-lantung di kosan. Kalo ngga inget sore itu saya bakal ketemu empat temen S1 (Dea, yang selanjutnya akan kita panggil Decrut, Wida si Teteh, Tante Meli sama Papy Kholis), mood saya mungkin bakalan lebih ngacak lagi. Jam dua kurang, si pacar dateng ke kosan. Ngobrol (iya, ngobrol) bentar, abis itu capcus. Nah, si Decrut ini ngajakin ketemuan di Benteng Vredeburg di Malioboro sono. Saya ama si pacar mikir, udah jalanan ruwet, masih mesti nyari helm pula. Akhirnya kami putusin naik busway aja. Panas-panasan, belum makan, bikin jarak dari kosan ke halte rasanya jauuuuuhhhh banget. Hahahaha... :))

Akhirnya setelah melewati perjalanan panjang (halah, lebay), sampailah kami di Benteng. Di sana sudah menunggu si Decrut Ucrut sobat saya yang bulet-imut. Hihihiiii... Piss Dee, gw juga bulet kok :P Kami pelukan kaya Teletubbies dan kami ketemu Papy, Tante sama Teteh di museum. Langsung menggila semacam jaman S1, jejeritan, saling ngegodain dan pastinya laaahhh, narsong :D Oiya, selain mereka ada dua temen lagi, namanya mas Eko n Ari. Kalo mas Eko orangnya koplak, mirip kaya Papy. Kalo Ari orangnya pendiem, tapi sebenernya bisa diajak becanda juga :))

Abis itu kami sholat asar, terus jalan sambil foto" dan karena saya ama pacar udah kelaperan tingkat dewa akhirnya nyari tempat makan. Karena pusing mau makan di mana, akhirnya kami milih makan di Raminten Mirota Batik. Saya belum pernah makan di Raminten situ, jadi bolehlah nyoba, walau agak" ngeri. Emm, ngga usah diceritain ya gimana kami di sana, intinya mah kami makan sambil ngobrol gitu. Hehehe...

Abis makan kami muter bentar di Mirota, terus abis itu karena udah mau maghrib dan sejujurnya saya udah sakit kepala, saya ama si pacar ijin pulang duluan. Sebenernya ditahan-tahan sama anak-anak ngga boleh pulang, soalnya Om Fikar mau nyusul. Cuma gimana ini badan menuntut haknya untuk nglekar. jadilah saya diijinin pulang dengan diancam Papy harus ikut kumpul-kumpul di Solo hari Sabtu, kalo ngga dicoret dari daftar nama anak. Heeeeuuuuu...

~Part 4~

#nowplaying Danshi Koukousei to Tomodachi no Heya - Ost. Danshi Koukousei no Nichijou

 

Hari Sabtunya, saya dapet tugas negara dari Bos Besar. Hahahaha... Pulangnya beres-beres bentar di kos abis itu dijemput Papah dan kami capcus ke Solo. Sampe Solo... Ah, jujur saya males cerita. Intinya ngga jadi ketemuan sama temen-temen gara-gara acaranya ngga jelas. Tambahan lagi, saking keburu-burunya, saya ke Solo bawa laptop tapi ngga bawa chargernya. Mana pas dinyalain batre laptop cuma bisa bertahan sejam. Gagal sudah nyicil tugas. Heeeuuuu... Oke baiklah, ambil sisi positifnya. Kali emang sama Allah saya ngga boleh mikirin tugas dulu. Jadilah malem itu saya minta diurut Yangti. Urut sebadan. Hailnya? Badan njarem-njarem tapi mood ada di awang-awang XD

Mood yang ada di awang-awang itu saya manfaatin buat me-time. Ngga sehari penuh sih, cuma paling dua jam. Saya jalan kaki dari rumah ke Solo Square (yang kira-kira jaraknya dari kosan ke Mirota Kampus) dan nonton Hansel & Gretel Witch Hunters. Keren banget filmnya, cumaaaa violence-nya lumayan banyak dan terekspos, pantes kalo ratingnya dewasa. Ironisnya, banyak orang tua yang nonton film itu dengan membawa anak-anak mereka yang kira-kira masih seumuran SD. Hadeeeeehhhh...

~Part 5~

#nowplaying I Won't Give Up - Jason Mraz

Him : I haven't told him [his boss] what my truly reason is.

Me : The low-lying fruit?

Him : It's not.

Me : Then what is it?

Him : You.