Wedding Ring

Wedding Ring
Medan City


Medan City is the capital of North Sumatra province and the largest city No.3 in Indonesia after Jakarta and Surabaya or the No.1 largest city on Sumatra Island (according to population density), also an education city.


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Bus kernels drop off passengers' belongings from the bus trunk. Angkot, taxi, and rickshaw immediately swarmed to offer services.


"No, Sir. I'm picked up," Clara politely declined and smiled at the freight services that offered.


Clara saw the city of Medan with awe full of crowds, high-rise buildings, noise, vehicles, and so forth.


“Waow, rame once,” murmured Clara.


Not long after, he suddenly remembered wanting to contact Jhoni and his parents to let him know that he had arrived. He leaves his bag at the counter for a while and goes looking for WARTEL (Phone Shop). He had to be from WARTEL to be able to contact, because his HP had changed hands previously to his parents.


It wasn't hard for Clara to find WARTEL. Just a few steps from the counter he had found it, then picked an empty room. Before entering, he read a piece of paper attached to the door "Open at 05:00 - 21:00".


“Ooo, there are limits as it turns out. I guess it can be any time" murmured Clara.


Inside, he read the instructions on how to use while dialing Jhoni's HP number and then connecting.


(It was a conversation between them)


Jhoni: "Hallo."


Clara: "Hallo, Bang. It's me Clara, Bang.“


Jhoni: "Oh, yes. What's up?"


Clara: "Where's the gate? Not busy?"


Jhoni: "No, I'm in the room, why?"


Clara: "Bang, I just got to Medan, pick me up huh. I'm at the bus counter (name the bus) yeah, Bang."


Jhoni: "Hmm, yeah, wait there." (Jhoni hung up the phone)


"Any, Bang Jhoni's answer is like that? Like not showing pleasure! It's not usually Bang Jhoni like that. Duhhh, how about! What if he doesn't come to pick me up? Akhh, Bang Jhoni must have come anyway," Clara's inner self and pouted while playing her lips.


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Then, Clara dialed her Father's HP number and connected.


Hello, hello Sir,” said Clara but suddenly disconnected.


"Maybe the network is less nice," inner Clara.


He tried again and then connected.


(It was a conversation between them)


Clara: “Hallo, Sir. It's me Clara, sir."


Father: "Hallo, son. Arrived in Medan?”


Clara: "Already, Sir. Just now that I arrived, I was waiting for Bang Jhoni to pick me up at the counter."


Father: “Oh well, son. It's fine there. This is Mama to say it.”


Clara: “Iya, Sir. Where's Mama, I also want to talk.”


Mom: "Hallo, boruku. How are you?”


Clara: “Hallo, Ma. I'm fine, Ma." (Clara crying)


Clara: “Iya, Ma. I'll go to uncle's house. Mom and Dad are healthy, right?” (Clara saw the tariffs on the phone argo)


Mama: “Praise God, we're in good health. Do not worry too much about the Father and Mama here, the important thing is that you are well and take care of your health. Always tell the village yes, son.”


Clara: “Iya, Ma. It was Ma, I hung up. I'll always tell Mama.”


Mama: “Yes, son. Take good care of yourself yes.”


Clara: “Iya, Ma.” (Clara hung up)


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Clara hung up immediately. He should be as efficient as possible to speak, because he has to adjust to the contents of his pocket. In fact, there is still more that he wants to convey to his Father that is "Tabe" from Mr. Erik his former workmate (Tabe= Salam). But because he saw the numbers on the street phone argo continued, he only talked potluck and was afraid the payment would swell.


Clara immediately walked out of the room and paid her phone fee to the WARTEL guards. He went back to the counter to look at his bag.


Arriving at the counter, he did not find his bag again at the original place. He panicked too. Then he asked the people at the counter, but no one knew. Clara's panic grew.


"Rpm, hrmm. Is this the bag, miss?" asked a slightly huddled man while patting Clara on the shoulder.


Knowing that someone was patting Clara's shoulder from behind and hearing the word TAS, he immediately looked back.


"Bang Jhoniii! Do you know that's my bag? Also, how fast is it coming?" asked Clara in surprise.


"Actually I already know you're in the field. After you left, Auntie immediately called me to tell me that you had left and told me to pick you up at this bus counter. So, I calculated the distance from our village to Medan how many hours. You arrived and you went to WARTEL too I already know. Just, I didn't open my helmet so you wouldn't recognize me, hehehe" Jhoni explained, laughing and giving Clara a bag.


"So....? Ihhh, bad brother!" clara said cutting her sentence while playing her index finger and pouting.


"Yes, sorry Ra, hehehe" Jhoni said with a laugh. Jhoni already understood Clara's intentions, because he bullied Clara and lied to her saying again at the boarding house.


"So, Bang Jhoni's been waiting here a long time?" ask Clara.


"Yet, just 2 hours, hehehe. It was only 30 minutes ago. Oh right, did you tell Om and Aunt that you're here?" ask Jhoni.


"Have Bang, that from WARTEL earlier, hmmm!" clara answered while looking at Jhoni's face.


“Oh so, all right. Hmm, now where do you go, do you directly find kos?” ask Jhoni.


“Not, Bang. Message Mama should go to my uncle's house first, maybe later I will stay there for a few days, Bang,” replied Clara.


“Alright Ra, good if there is family here. Come on, where's the address?" ask Jhoni.


Clara immediately took a paper from her bag containing her uncle's address, and read it to Jhoni.


"Ingatts! Next time don't be like that again. The luggage should not be left in any place, it is better to be signed or carried. OK!" jhoni warned.


"Yes Bang, sorry," replied Clara.


Jhoni also gave the helmet to Clara who had been prepared from the cost. Then Clara got on Jhoni's big motorbike and they left for Clara's uncle's address.


Along the highway Clara really enjoyed the Jhoni bonfire. He held onto the tip of Jhoni's jacket while looking left-right. Almost all buildings on the roadside, such as: supermarkets, minimarkets, food stalls, banks, offices, travel bureaus, hospitals, entertainment venues and so forth are not missed from the view of Clara.


"It turns out like this the atmosphere of living in the City," murmured Clara with a smile.


"WELCOME TO MEDAN CITY OF CLARA," Medan city as if to say.


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