Heart Stethoscope
Sixteen

Today's a clean rehearsal for my class play tomorrow. Everyone was busy decorating the hall like a staging stage. Lighting, audio, costumes, make up, and so on are prepared so thoroughly. Although this is just an ordinary staging whose main purpose is to get grades from lecturers, the, but the lecturer who holds the literary sanggar course ordered to print coupons for further sale to lower-level students and parents who must attend. The ticket price is affordable, the results of ticket sales will be used to increase the rental cost of staging equipment.

"Ron, I ate first huh. Laper."

Aron who had just stepped off the stage nodded his head. "Don't be long!"

"Yeah, relax, Ron. There's still one more group before our group."

"Iye is there!"

Aron is a little temperamental now, especially after his indecent photos are scattered in the class group. He should not have brought his personal problems into the group's duties.

I took Rani to the cafeteria, ordered fried rice to prop up the stomach. Fried rice reminds me of that night. The night that witnessed the moment terjay for the first time.

I opened my phone. Opening WhatsApp, click on my conversation with him the mirage. Since the incident at the cancer shelter house embraced Asa, we inquire mobile phone number. It's just that communication is rare. Even after that halfway house I rarely met him again, he was busy so was I. The drama stage is increasingly tight, making me have to focus on training. I also did not have time to attend the anniversary of the house stopover to Embrace Asa.

My heart was disturbed to send him a chat. Just want to know the response.

Me : Doc, I have a drama tomorrow. There's a coupon. Yeah who knows if the doctor saw my acting quality: v

Mirage: What time is it?

Why I named her contact Fatamorgana. Because even though he is real, but reaching for it will probably only be wishful thinking. Like mirages.

I remember when he asked me to stay. I stay here, I don't avoid. I let it disturb my life, and from there I realized that the short interwoven togetherness caused a pinch of joy in my heart, or perhaps it had turned into love?

This heart thump was often crazy when he looked at her, when he was throwing excessive jokes, and when he laughed. I never thought it would all go so fast.

Me: at 9 am already started performing group 1

Mirage: well, tomorrow I have surgery Na. But I will have to attend later

I didn't expect much. He must have been busy, obviously I'm not his main periority.

Me: don't be forced if you can't. The work of the doctor is more important

Mirage: sorry. Spirit of the drama. Good luck with your :)

Me : thank you

And the conversation is over. Yeah, just that. I sighed softly, although a little disappointed I still had to focus on the performance tomorrow. Who is doctor Galih anyway? Only a new role suddenly came into my life.

"What the hell, Na? Stumped?" Rani seemed to know my mood changes. He knew I was getting close to Galih's doctor, not infrequently he teased me too if Galih's doctor came to the boarding house. It is just delivering food.

"No." I sniffed my shoulders while pulling the freshly delivered fried rice plate.

"That's a great deal if you're sad. Why, Na?"

"Gue doesn't know why, Ran?" Discussing feelings is hard to express in words. "Udah ah, eat it. I'll have to scold Aron."

"Ah, suck lo!" Rani sneered while I tried to reply with a wide grin.

My ugly mood affected my unfocused during the final rehearsal before tomorrow's performance. Perhaps the effects of approaching menstrual periods also become somewhat sensitive.

"Na, focus dong!" For the second time I got hit by Aron's reprimand.

"Know, how the value of our group would be good if its members just practice lazily?" timpal Anjani was cynical as he stood, his eyes glaring at me who was standing on the stage.

"Get up, Na!" aron's orders.

I just nodded, already too lazy to respond to those songongs like Anjani.

"Spirit, Na!" Bowo clenched both of his arms in front of me, encouraging me. He's an understanding opponent. Bowo returned to his position, and I began to focus my mind before dialogue.

""A Sabrang, why or Aa... Sorry, I forgot."

"Anjay, Nana! Forgot your grandiose job!" This time, I started to get emotional.

"Masuk Mas Eko" said Anto who sat next to Wawan.

I why exactly?

Focus on the difficulty of asking for mercy.

"Na, seriously for a second can't ya? We don't have much time, tomorrow is the stage. If you keep on going all fucked up, Na. It will be abandoned at the ends of it, the value at stake." I resignedly lectured Aron like that, because I was wrong.

"If your intentions are not serious why not say from yesterday, Na? Maybe you can change roles with Agnes. Not because of personal problems make you not focused. Other groups also want GR, pity if you wait too long just because you are not focused." There's always a pretentious Anjani right. Add to my mood drop.

"We're starting again, Na. Take a breath first, try to focus your mind." Bowo. When the two men muttered, Bowo was always the one who understood me the most. "Eagerness, Na. It's for the lo and our group."

"Okay, Wo." I took a deep breath, exhaling it slowly. "Ron, give me a minute to relax."

"okay."

I sat cross-legged in the middle of the stage. Breathe a few times. Trying to memorize the dialogue that suddenly forgot earlier. For a minute I used it as best I could. True said Bowo, the performance of this drama is not only for my value, but for the value of group cohesiveness. I don't want to disappoint Mom and Dad at home either.

"Udah, Na?"

My eyes were open because of Aron's call. Then nodded while standing. "okay, Ron. Repeated again. I promise to be serious this time."

And that one minute made me focus. Forget for a moment what I complained, what I felt, and what was the cause of my mood down. I was able to finish the scenes in the script smoothly, and the drama rehearsal from start to finish went well.

When all the groups finished GR, the next task was to set the stage so beautifully and attractively. About until seven o'clock at night just finished, and the power is almost drained out.

After everything was sorted out, Rani and I decided to go home. My heart is still tight, holding back the upset for Anjani and Aron just now. Though I was wrong, but why should be as tight as this reprimanded them?

"Udah dong, Na. Pout her face. You're angry with Jani, I'm so bragin' you cuekin."

"Why the hell do I have to be a bunch of hers?"

I heard Rani laughing. "That's how God measures your patience, Na."

"Emotion keeps its innate," I complained tired. "He's tuh..."

My lips stopped when I saw a familiar figure standing in front of his car with a smile that was sweet enough to greet me. Which is always greeted with a crazy bang by my heart and a warm sizzle running down the pulse.

My mirage.

"Ciee, getting laid for a soul mate." Rani pokes my cheeks. I told you this wasn't the first time that Dr. Galih was waiting for me in front of the hostel. But this time it really became an oasis in an ugly mood.

"Just keep going, Ran."

Again Rani laughed, she stepped in front of me. He looked and blinked one eye at me. "Gue comes in first, success yes. Moga tonight there's an inauguration."

Shithead! It's always been his joke. Yes, I also do not understand what my status is with doctor Galih? Can I expect a lot from this relationship? I realized that part of my heart might already be his. I fell into that Om-om charm that I considered a bust.

"Just been home from college?" He asked me softly after I stood right in front of him. While Rani has entered the boarding gate.

My answer is through a nod of the head.

"Cock till this night?"

"Yes, tomorrow there will be a drama. So it was a costume, a decoration, the same GR."

He berohria. His eyes were watching my face. "Why does Bete have that face?"

"No papa."

"Usually the woman if the answer is not papa means different reality. So what makes Nana's smile not come out to welcome me?"

How could I not fall into his charms, if every sentence he spoke always invited thousands of honey-producing bees to my heart?

"Bete the same friend," I answered honestly.

He pulled my arm closer to her. I'm totally glued. Too surprised at how he treated me. He grasped my arm, his eyeballs also looked at me in the shade. "Why your friend?"

As if created. Half-consciously I told the story in the hall earlier, minus the reason my focus was lost due to a slight disappointment as a result of tomorrow he could not watch.

"So curious about the figure of Anjani you mean," he responded when I finished telling a passionate story earlier.

Still with one hand in his hand that now rests on the hood of the car. I replied to her words. "Pretty. The adam idol. They are willing to hang out just for the sake of Jani. Doctor, if you see him, he'll fall in love."

Then doctor Galih laughed. It is true, many men are fascinated by the beauty and beauty of Anjani's body.

"Jealous?"

I gasp at that question. To the point of wondering to yourself, wasn't there no jealous tone when I spoke earlier? But maybe, errat, but I'm jealous.

"No" I answered.

"Not wrong anymore?" She smiled seductively.

"Give up" I said.

"Don't squash dong. I haven't been given a smile to you."

The end is always like that. I want to wear it. Asking him to stop making jokes like that. Maybe he's not wearing a heart, but me?

"Doctor don't stir up my emotions."

He always responds with laughter. "Joking, Na."

The answer I can guess.

"Not funny," when I turned my face away, I did not forget to pull my hand that was held.

But then he grabbed it again, and his fingers took my chin. Asking me to look at him again. "Sorry."

I didn't answer.

"You sure you haven't eaten?"

This time I nodded.

"We're looking for food."

"Bring first," I replied still in an annoyed tone. Upset because he can always make my heart feel like a roller coaster ride. Which had risen so high, it was suddenly knocked down so easily.

"Okay, but don't take it long."

"What's wrong, Doc?"

Why does that one sentence make me wish it would throw a little praise even though in the end it would take the compliment as a joke.

"Let me not wait too long."

Well, Kirain was about to say; afraid I was blown away.

I should have been able to hold my heart back from being too hopeful, keeping my distance as I did my male friends. Why can't the same doctor Galih?

I don't need a doctor Nando who is present in delusion.Quite him who is present in reality and I hope his presence lasts a long time.

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