Langitpun ikut kusam, dari biru berubah
menjadi kelabu. Dari jam 16.30 WIB sampai
dengan jam 17.00 WIB angkot stasiun hall-
gedebage yang kutunggu di jalan Asia-Afrika
belum muncul jua. Yaah…lama benar, aku
putuskan untuk menggunakan angkot
alternatif. Aku mulai mencari angkot jurusan
Cicaheum via Binong yang berwarna merah,
polet hijau, dan kalau sudah sampai di
Kiaracondong, aku lanjut dengan angkot
Cicadas-Cibiru warna Hijau tua, polet biru tua.
Dan akhirnya setelah beberapa menit, aku
menemukan angkot yang berwarna merah, dan
polet hijau.
“Stasion-stasion neng…. sok mangga enggal
bade maju sakedap deui”. Sahutan konektur
pada orang-orang yang melewatinya, aku
sudah masuk kala itu. Salah satu makhluk
Tuhan yang biasanya suka pehape (Pemberi
Harapan Palsu) ya…ini dia…tukang angkot.
Padahal kalau belum penuh mah tetep sten bay
antil yur kar is pul.
Tiga puluh menit kita disini tanpa suara.
Kayanya lagu jamrud jadi tem song yang pas
banget. Hhh…akhirnya maju juga, ku nikmati
perjalanan dengan ditemani daftar lagu yang
siap di putar dalam ponsel cerdasku. Musik
yang kudengar secara tak langsung jadi
penawar setelah racun pehape tukang angkot
menjalari kejemuan.
Tiga menit sampai empat menit per lagu dikali
sepuluh lagu, sama dengan tiga puluh sampai
empat puluh menit, aku tenggelam dalam
lantunan musik, aku sadari ada keganjilan rute
angkot yang dilalui. Harusnya kan gak lewat
SMKN 12, Hah?! ini kan jalan pajajaran.
Gumamku. Waah.. aku baru ngeuh…kalau
angkot warna merah dan polet hijau itu ada dua
jurusan. Selain jurusan Cicaheum via Binong,
juga ada jurusan St.Hall-Elang…. O My
God…. Maaf Pak konektur aku kurang peka
atas klu yang kau ucapkan….
The sky become a dull, from the blue to the
gray. Starts at 16.30 pm until 17.00 pm I’m
waiting for public transportation Gedebage
line at Asia-afrika street didn’t arrive, yet.
Yeah.. so long.. so I decide to look for
allternative public transportation . I’m looking
for public transportation Cicaheum via Binong
line it’s the red and green ones, and then if I
find it, I must stop in Kiaracondong, after that I
would continue to the public transportation
Cicadas-Cibiru line it’s the green and the blue
ones. And finnaly I was finding public
transportation the red and the green ones.
“Station-station….please come, we will leave
soon”. The condectur call for every people’s
who was there. At the time I was took. One of
all God creation who always give fake hope
(PHP), this is public transportation driver!.
Actually, he never left if the car hasn’t been
full, yet.
Thirty minutes we were here with silence. Like
a song from jamrud, this is theme suitable
song. Hhh…finally the car on ruddered, I’m
deeply enjoyable on the way to my destination
I would go with list song in my mobile phone.
The music which I listened indirectly make me
enjoy and neutraliz for the PHP poison.
I spent thirty listen to the songs immerse in the
music, I was aware I think there is any wrong
in this car. The car shouldn’t pass at SMKN 12,
What?! This is Pajajaran st. I murmur.
Waaah… I remember, if the public
transportation the red and the green ones there
are two line. So, besides Cicaheum-Binong
line, there is St.Hall-Elang…. O My God…
Sorry Condectur I’m not sensitive with your
clue in the first place….
The driver look at me repeatdly. “Where do
you go? This is on Elang st”. He asked. He is
Supir angkot menengok ke arahku. “Bade aware that just me who is still in his car.
kamana neng? Ieu tos di Elang”. Tanyanya. Hehe… “I’m going to Gede…
Sopir angkot sadar dari tadi hanya aku yang ups..Kiaracondong Sir”.
tetap bertahan hehe… “Bade ka Gede… “Auch….you were in a wrong way”. He is
Kiaracondong Pa”. “Aduuh… salah angkot regret. “if so, you should follow me to jogja
atuh neng”. Sahutnya menyesal. “Atuh ngiring kapatihan st, and then you must find public
deui weh nya dugi ka jogja kapatihan, di dinya transportation Cicaheum-Binong”. Oke. I
aya angkot Cicaheum Binong nu answered.
ngalangkung”. “Muhun Pa”. Sahutku.