BBQ Night

“Kamu mau ikutan apa?” Andre menatap saya dengan muka heran.

“You are going to a what?” Andre looked at me with amazement in his face.

“BBQ. Hari Sabtu malam ini”

“BBQ. This Saturday night”

“Bukan itu. Acara apa?”

“Not that. What is the event?”

“Persekutuan Pemuda”

“Youth Fellowship”

Dan dia tertawa.

And he laughed.

“Kenapa?” saya memandangnya. Bingung. Apanya yang lucu, coy?

“What?” I stared at him. Puzzled. What is so funny, dude?

“Mereka selalu taruh kamu dalam kelompok pemuda” Andre tersenyum “Jadi muda terus ya”

“They always put you in youth group” Andre smiled “Keeps you young”

“Yap”

“Yep”

“Omong-omong soal awet muda…, mendingan kamu ikut saya saja deh” dia menatap saya penuh harap.

“Speaking of staying young…, better come with me instead” he stared at me with hope in his eyes.

“Oh? Mau kemana?”

“Oh? Where to?”

“Jakarta”

“Ngapain?”

“What for?”

“Ada beberapa orang yang harus saya temui soal kerjaan. Setelah itu kita bisa ke Hard Rock”

“There are some people I should meet. Work. After that we can go to Hard Rock”

“Sudah lama kan kita tidak ke sana” dia nyengir “Ayolah, say. Musiknya enak. Minumannya enak. Dan berdansalah sama saya”

“We haven’t been there for quite some time” he grinned. “Come on, babe. They’ve  got great mucis. Great booze. And dance with me”

Kurang ajar, dia tahu betul saya susah nolak kalau di ajak ke HRC. Tapi saya mikir. Pulang dari  HRC pasti subuh. Padahal saya harus bangun lebih pagi setiap hari Minggu.

Damn, he knew that I hardly say no when anyone asks me to go to HRC. But I thought it over. HRC means arriving home at dawn. And I have to go to work more early every Sunday.

Melihat saya diam saja, berpikir, menimbang-nimbang.. yah, biasa kan… si Keke memang begitu… kebanyakan mikir, kata Andre… hehe..

Seeing me went quiet, thinking, considering.. well, yeah.. that’s Keke… think too much, said Andre… lol..

Dan tahu-tahu lagu ‘Don’t You Want It’, lagu lamanya Five terdengar. Kunyuk, dia mutarin lagu itu..

And the song ‘Don’t You Want It’, Five’s old song was played. WTF, he played that song..

Saya tertawa jadinya. Apalagi ketika Andre menarik tangan saya, memeluk saya dan kami berdansa di ruang tamu itu.

This gave me the laugh. Especially when Andre pulled my hand, hold me and we danced in that livingroom.

“Kita pergi Jumat depan saja ya” saya membujuknya “Sabtu saya tidak akan bisa biar pun misalnya tidak ada acara itu. Besoknya kan Minggu. Saya bisa ngantuk nanti di tempat kerja kalau malamnya kita ngeluyur”

“We go there next Friday, ok” I talked gently “I can’t on Saturday. Even without that event. The next day is Sunday. I would be sleepy at work if we went out until wee hour the night before”

“Hmm…” dia malah mencium saya “Janji?”… nafasnya terasa hangat di telinga saya.

“Hmm…” he kissed me “Promise?”… I felt his warm breath on my ear.

“Janji”

“I promise”

Sabtu (21/9) itu.. jam 5 sore hujan turun dan makin lama makin deras. Sampai jam 6 sore, yang datang baru 4 orang selain saya dan teman saya.

That Saturday (Sept 21^st)... it rained at 5 pm and it got into pouring rain. By the time it was 6 pm, there were only 4 people beside me myself and my friend.

Setengah jam sebelumnya ‘adik’ saya menelpon.

Half hour earlier my ‘brother’ called.

“Kak, hujannya besar sekali” katanya “Saya tidak bisa datang kalau begini”

“It is pouring rain, sis” he said “I can’t make it there under this rain”

“Ya, jangan maksa diri, D” jawab saya “Lagian kasihan istri kamu yang belum sembuh bener. Dia belum kuat di ajak jalan dalam keadaan cuaca kayak gini”

“Yeah, then don’t, bro” I replied “Beside, you can’t take your wife here. She isn’t strong enough to be taken in this kind a weather.

Tapi dalam hati saya mendongkol.

I was cursing inside.

Sialan benar hujan ini! Kenapa sih harus milih tepat di saat kami akan mengadakan acara ini.

Fuck this rain! Why should it pick the time when we were having this event?

Semangat saya sudah turun sampai ke titik yang paling bawah.

My spirit sunked to the lowest point.

Teman saya dan saya sama-sama ingin supaya ‘adik’ saya dan istrinya bisa ikut acara ini karena mereka tidak bisa ikut acara persekutuan lansia ke Melrimba beberapa hari lalu.

My friend and I wanted to have my ‘brother’ and his wife joined this even because they couldn’t join the elderly fellowship to Melrimba Garden few days ago.

Tapi yah, mau bilang apa? Acara tetap harus berjalan.

But yeah, nothing could be said. The show must go on.

Tapi malam itu agaknya terjadi terlalu banyak hal.

But there were too many things happened in one night.

“Ibu, di panggil pak satpam!” seru seorang anak kecil menghampiri saya.

“Ma’am, the guard asked for you!” exclaimed a little boy as he came to me.

Saya mengikutinya keluar dan…

I followed him outside and…

Nafas saya mau berhenti rasanya melihat halaman depan gelap dan sepetak atap rubuh. Air hujan mengucur deras melalui lubang itu. Rupanya suara gedubrak keras yang tadi terdengar asalnya dari atap yang roboh ini.

I felt I stopped breathing when I saw the dark front yard and a partition on the roof fell down. Water poured down through the hole. So the loud noise I heard few minutes ago was the sound of the roof falling down.

“Hujannya besar sekali, bu” seru satpam “Atapnya tidak kuat. Lampu depan ini korslet”

“One hell of a rain, ma’am” exclaimed the guard “The roof couldn’t hold it. It cut off the light bulbs”

Haduh, keluh saya. Bingung. Mimpi buruk bener.

Geez, I whined. Lost. This is nightmare.

Saya masuk ke ruangan saya. Berpikir-pikir siapa yang akan saya telpon untuk minta tolong karena saya tidak bisa mengatasi perkara ini sendirian.

I went to my room. Thinking who should I call for help because I couldn’t deal with it all by myself.

Ada dua orang yang terpikir oleh saya untuk di telpon dan saya sedang akan menelpon senior saya ketika saya mendengar seseorang di luar memanggil nama saya.

There were two people whom I wanted to call and I was about to call my senior when I heard someone called my name from outside the room.

Saya menjawab sambil cepat-cepat keluar dan nyaris bertabrakan dengan senior saya!

I called out my reply as I rushedly went out and almost bumped into my senior!

Saya terlalu kaget sampai tidak sempat berpikir kenapa kok tiba-tiba beliau datang.

I was too surprised that I didn’t even think why suddenly he was there.

Tapi aduh, leganya saya melihatnya sampai nyaris saya melompat dan memeluknya.. hehe.. ya, kalau ini ayah saya sendiri atau Andre, pasti tanpa ragu saya akan melakukan itu.

But how glad I was to see him that I almost jumped up and gave him a hug.. lol.. well, if that was my own father or Andre, I wouldn’t hesitate to do that.

Dan beliau mengambil alih.

And he took over the matter.

Sementara itu saya tidak lagi berpikir tentang persekutuan pemuda. Lagi pula, saya harus standby di dalam ruangan saya.

In the meantime I didn’t think about the youth fellowship anymore. Beside, I had to standby in my room.

“Ke, elu mau ikut ga?” tanya seorang dari mereka yang mengikuti acara itu ketika keluar dari ruangan.

“Are you coming?” asked one of the youth fellowship participant when they left the room.

Oh iya ya… acara BBQ.

Oh yes… the BBQ.

BBQ-nya seru, ramai. Tapi ampun, asapnya…!!

The BBQ was fun and merry. But the smoke…!!

Mereka yang perempuan ribut mengeluhkan bau asap sambil mengendusi rambut masing-masing.

The girls complained about the smell from the smoke as they sniffed their long hair.

Wah, untung saya belum mandi.. hehe.. padahal sebelumnya saya sempat jadi bahan ledekan karena saya satu-satunya di antara mereka yang belum mandi. Tuh… enakan juga mandi dan cuci rambutnya nanti sebelum tidur. Jadi pas mau tidur, badan serta rambut sudah bersih dan wangi.

Well, lucky me who hasn’t taken a bath.. lol.. and before this they teased me for being the only one among them who hasn’t taken a bath. There.. it would be better to take a bath and a shower before going to bed. So I went to bed with my body and hair clean and smell good.

“Gimana acaranya?” jam 10 malam Andre menelpon ketika saya sudah berbaring di atas tempat tidur darurat.

“How was it?” Andre called at 10 pm when I was already on what I called my creation of a bed.

Dan dia tertawa terbahak-bahak mendengar cerita saya.

And he laughed it out loud when he heard how the night went.

“Malam yang luar biasa ya?”

“One hell of a night, isn’t it?

Ya, malam yang luar biasa… saya tersenyum sendiri.

Yes, one hell of a night… I smiled to myself.