I'm Not the Third Man
Study in Surabaya and the beginning of our meeting

Call it Dance. She is a second semester student at a top university in the city of T. Lately the time is just filled with studying and relaxing at the boarding house. He was reluctant to go anywhere because Dance is not a person who likes to walk.

Moreover, the current situation is still enough to leave a wound in his heart after he received betrayal from the lover he loved so much before. Yes, every day he entertains himself by playing social media. Although it was only a virtual world but for him it was better than having to meet with the criminals who ended up hurting his heart.

Dina is the most intimate of the boarding friends with Tari, of course because she is one room with him. This morning he was seen in a hurry before leaving for campus until he choked to a cough at breakfast with Tari, Dari was so astonished by the behavior of his best friend.

“Hei Din, if you eat slowly dong, why the hell rush,” tanya Tari.

“Ah, sorry Tar, I was almost late, today the lion hair lecturer was in the first hour of my class, could die if I was late, he said,” replied Dina while cleaning the tableware in the room.

“Hahahaha, if how to eat you aja kayak then surely not nyampek campus is also dead you, hahaha..” said Tari while laughing.

Dance immediately lay down on the mattress while playing her mobile phone, occasionally she observed Dina who was so busy dressing up in front of the mirror.

Now Dina's hands are busy decorating her eyebrows which are basically a little bald using eyebrow pencils, “Eh, you are still relaxed, truant again huh? Basic yes, this child actually failed to move on, why the heck think of the playboy again,” asked Dina while teasing her friend who began to show a grim expression instantly.

“I have a rather noon” clock replied Ketus Dance. He immediately tilted his body position to turn his back on Dina who had teased him.

Dina who observes the image of Dance from the mirror in front of her understands that her best friend is offended when she teases her about the problems that concern her past.

Dina tried to dilute the atmosphere with her bases, “Termi ntar came home a bit late afternoon dong? Be careful if you take the fork in the road near the factory, a lot of thugs, he said yesterday there were children who were robbed,”, said Dina while wearing socks.

Dari spontaneously rose up to hear the words of his best friend, “Eh emang really yes news circulating yesterday? Serem yes,” sahut Tari.

“Yes, I was scared through there. Uh, yes I left first, byeee...” said Dina while running.

Dance immediately stood up to see Dina who exited the room without closing the door.

“Byee.....be careful on the road,” reply Dance while closing the room door.

Dance immediately picked up her phone and played sosmed again. His fingers were so agile typing comments reply with friends of the world maya while laughing alone. Without feeling the day

it was already noon and he immediately got ready to go to campus so as not to be late.

Again today was a very boring day for him. No passion, no passion, everything is bland. Maybe it was the influence of his mood that was in turmoil lately. And until the moment we wait, today's class is over. Without further ado, he left without regard for his friends.

And it turned out that the assumption was right, on the fork near the factory he saw a bunch of thugs sitting on the side of the road. Of course he's scared. The dance immediately stopped and looked for angkot. Fortunately, not long after that there was an angkot passing by and he immediately went up.

Dancing around here and there to see the atmosphere in an angkot that is so quiet. In the angkot there is only he with a driver who is the same age as his father.

“Pak, angkotnya really empty at this hour?” tanya Tari to the driver.

“Iya mbak, school children at this hour have gone home, so it is quiet passengers mbak,” replied the driver kindly.

They were silent for a moment before the driver finally asked.

“Oh yes, where do I go down? this later only nyampek Diponegoro road has stopped, because this is also I already want to go home mbak,” Ask the driver.

“Wah so later not nyampek road Kartini yes sir? though want to go down there,” said Tari with a slightly disappointed look.

“Sorry mbak can not, later mbak angkot again in the direction of the city of G aja mbak, it was there until 9 pm loh,” said the driver tried to give advice.

“Iya deh sir later I go down Diponegoro aja,” Tari try to comply with the advice given by the angkot driver to him.

Actually, the distance between the boarding house and campus is quite close and can be reached by foot, but if the angkot ride must follow a one-way road so it must rotate far many times. Yeah, but it's best when it starts at night.

Before long it has arrived at Diponegoro road, this road is very beautiful plus a view of the cool coastal area in the afternoon, it feels like to linger here. While waiting for the angkot he sat down

on the side of the road and don't forget to play sosmed.

Because of the virtual world conversation that was too exciting, one of his friends asked where the position of Dance now, of course he immediately took a photo of himself and posted to his social media, I wish my friend knew where he was at the moment.

“True this mbak Dance that is in sosmed yes?” suddenly someone asked from behind.

Dance immediately looked over. He saw a man he had never known before. The man is handsome and looks friendly.

A little confused, “Iya right, sorry mas who ya?” Dance turned around asking.

“I Juna mbak, friend sosmed mbak Tari who asked the location of mbak where,” replied the man was friendly.

“Oh, mas Juna yes, really coincidentally can meet here,” said Tari.

“Iya mbak, earlier I sent you brother, I saw mbak sitting here and his face is not unfamiliar in my opinion, so I asked the location of mbak where, uh it turns out yes, yes,” said Juna while smiling.

Not long after an angkot towards the city of G came, he immediately stood up and waved his hand so that the angkot was willing to stop for him. Dari immediately said goodbye to Juna to go home to the boarding house.

“Sorry yes mas Juna, the angkot has come, I beg you yes, I am afraid of staying at the boarding later,” said Tari.

“Iya mbak, be careful.” Juna said, his hand signaled that Tari immediately entered the angkot.

Not yet Tari sat down, he turned his head back to say thanks to Juna, “Makasih mas, mas Juna also carefully on the road,” continued Tari.

Tari's hand waved as well as Juna who returned the hand with a sweet smile on his lips.

Today was really exhausting for Dance. But the conversation in the sosmed and the meeting with Juna today was quite pleasant as well for him. It is unexpected that he met with social media friends who every day reply to comments with him.