Best Mate [English Version]

Bab 16

    After calming down enough, the tears no longer came out, there were no screams of stress, the gasping in her chest disappeared, even though it was difficult, Eri began to accept reality. Yes, accept reality! Bitter reality.

    The plan was to go to the gallery to look at Kak Iyan's paintings, unfortunately they didn't have time to enjoy them, besides the taste was already bland. Maybe next time when their hearts, especially Eri's are better, they will come here again.

    It was already evening, Iyan couldn't bear to let the three young girls go home by online taxi, so he took the initiative to take them home. Of course they refused, at first—just for pleasantries, and afterward of course they were happy to accept, because it saved costs.

    Rheya nudged Eri's arm, whispering next to her, "The car is an Audi, guys." She only knows the make of the car, but doesn't really understand the series. "Kak Jay is lucky if he gets Kak Iyan."

    "Aaaarrrgh!" Eri screamed like she was possessed. Already knowing that her brain is still not used to this, Rheya keep teasing her.

    Eri's arms were held by Rheya and Fara respectively. Afraid that Eri will lose her sanity.

    "Who's sitting at the front?" Fara asked. "It's impossible, right, the three of us sitting in the back? Kak Iyan is not an online taxi driver."

    Rheya immediately exclaimed, "Hompimpah!" which was immediately followed by Fara and Eri.

    "... alaium gambreng!" they exclaimed.

    Iyan stood on the right side of the car, watching and smiling at the young girls who were playing hompimpah.

    "Yes!" Rheya and Fara exclaimed in unison. Both of them chose their palms, while Eri stared silently at the back of her hand, staring blankly.

    If Eri didn't know "who" Iyan was, Eri would definitely be happy to sit beside the wheel. Unfortunately, she found out before she could sit beside the wheel. It's annoying, for Eri of course.

    Rheya and Fara left Eri unmoved. They laughed and ran like little children towards the passenger seat in the back. Both of them seemed to have forgotten about Eri's feelings an hour ago.

    Eri walked limply towards the car. Her hand reluctantly opened the car door, sitting quietly—awkwardly, to be more precise. Turning to the driver's seat, her eyes looked over at Kak Iyan, she took a deep breath, then fastened her seat belt.

    Rheya turns on the GPS application and voice navigation is ready to guide the journey from the Jooart gallery to the home.

    Rheya and Fara's chatter sounds light, overlapping with the radio DJ's voice. Occasionally Iyan join on their conversation.

    Only Eri sat quietly, unlike usual who chatted a lot. Her eyes looked out over the night street. Motorbikes overtake. Suddenly, she lost in her singing.

    "My heart breaks remembering you.
    It's in pieces."

    Iyan frowned when he heard Eri's singing. Not Tiara Andini's song or a troubled song from the MZ generation, but a memorable song.

    "Now the tears are flowing.
    There's no more hope."

    "Eri's grandf often plays memorable songs at home. If Eri joins the seventies zone, she can definitely join in," joked Rheya.

    "Now it's falling apart.
    Chained sadness.
    The bud in my heart that I kept for a long time.
    Destroy now before it develops.
    Why this should happen?
    In the midst of happiness?
    I want to feel it longer.
    Live together with youuuu."