章節 6: Chapter 5
An instrument of cold, it sounds Wind of Change from Scorpion on my imaginary ears. But I'm not in Russia, I'm in Indonesia. Location accurate: West Sumatra. I have ever written a novella the title Love in the Time of Kalera. The protagonist is named Rezam, a lecture of English Literature and army of Fuhrer in West Sumatra Country. Cold in me, Omri, mother and my brother from Bukittinggi to Padang, actually just when we through Padangpanjang. And warm when we arrived in Padang City. Oh, no! Not warm might be, but hot! Even if hot is diction of spicy seasoning or celebrity world.
Because I awake from night until this morning, I slept in journey by Toyota Kijang 1996 beside Omri. Then, when we really arrived, I woke up from my nap, and Omri sleep near of me and my computer to make this book.
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After Ms. Rida, and her husband Uncle Man and her friend go outside that I don't know where, the older child Ms. Rida came with a girl that I don't know her name and I don't care of it. But when this boy named Abdi touched the girl face, I ask, "What's happening to her?"
"She has a fever,"
I nodded. Then I continue read the book Notes from Underground. When I feel that she feels, I know it's not just only ordinary fever. Even if I'm not touching her skin any-chance. I know with the way that I don't know how I know. But as a scientist, I have to take sceptic.
Then I play original soundtrack Catatan si Boy in YouTube, the meaning is "Boy's Notes", I hope I can translate this to English.
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12:30 AM. I want to correct myself, my personality. When I got delusion at the first 2019, there will be killing in Padang City, and actually at the same time I'm on Bukittinggi City, the shadow of the death being toxic my mental to be illness. My delusion said, "Deka Andriani on danger! Deka Andriani on danger!" so I take my smartphone to texted that pseudo-confession is I am a playboy with million girlfriends on my Instagram account. So her existence melted down between many girls and women.
So do I am. Lying that I am a playboy. But myself are full of solitude in actually. Being a creature named lone-wolf, rebellion and revolutions, and vengeance-actor without said agreement of saying sorry from any-girl.
That's just because I lost Deka Andriani, the woman that married with other. Might be in Narasi-narasi Episodik yang Bikin Baper Gadis Siput: After Yos Sudarso I protect my others-insight with saying agreement even if Deka Andriani love man that's I don't know whom. Just sycophant games of imaging for reader-citizen.
I have to really learn how to agreement of regret-girls. Even if in Islam the biggest God's creature is intrigue by women. Let me know deeper of kindness anything. Please, Emil, forgive your-self. Forgive them. Forgive all.
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Yunda, partner in crime of Mr. Park the doctor of philosophy, say to me that so similar myself with her brother named Daud. This make my prejudice came from quantity of my pseudo-girlfriends with nihilist and absurdist style. But I totally hate postmodern concept, because postmodern is just like umbrella in place without sun or rain, so the umbrella is no one needed, and postmodern doesn't have essence and substance, so thus spoke Emil, "Postmodern, prepare to die!"
From my script titled "Alternativisme", that was satirically text of philosophy for death-momentum of postmodern. With many books that's not really exist but have titles and few of them tell by synopsis only.
But my way is so long and will be longest journey to breaking postmodern.
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I boil a water to make a coffee. With sugar, please. Because the coffee powder is traditional Minangkabau coffee powder, that was mixed with corn powder and chocolate powder. Abdi said that he'd prefer to get a coffee without sugar, but I know he just replicate a mainstream coffee culture like tubruk, or espresso the bitter one. But I usually put sugar in my coffee if it's traditional Minangkabau coffee powder. And just less-sugar if I make coffee by independent came from pure coffee beans that I grind and I brew.
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I show this text to Abdi, and he read with his sound from lips in-between smoking his kretek, then he give me a folks of his cigarettes. I know the girl beside is his girlfriend, and Abdi play the rock metal song by his phone. I light again one of cigarettes from him, than start to typing, checking the grammar and anything else. "Don't read like you did with Arabic-font! Read for understanding!" I said to this my little cousin.
Then he start reading in Indonesian language, ".. Kemudian dia mulai membaca dalam bahasa Indonesia," his girlfriend caught for a times, yeah, might be she really get fever. But when I lost my virginity that's taken by Sonya, I also like that. I got fever like this. I feel I know what happened before, but as a scientist, I have to sceptic. I cannot jugde like God break Sodom and Gomorah. Like God sending destruction to Isthar Goddess follower, Gilgamesh people.
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"I remember when you told me about games," said Abdi, "then I being like this right now."
"Hm?"
Abdi getting nervous, "Yeah, let me explain. We cannot regret what we chosen,"
"Yeah, that's computer. That's digital, My Little Bro."
"But of course we not able to regret, we're not decent of our choice."
I just give him my smile, how wisdom I am! Hm? How wisdom I am? How wisdom I am.
"I have to go," said Abdi. "You still here, right? Not just little days?"
"Yeah," I respond, "I will be here for enough of times."
"I still need you, My Big Bro."
"Okay,"
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