My weekend was quite a unique experience. Let me start from saturday morning. I was supposed to meet my friends in TA and then go with them to puncak. The problem was, how to get to TA. Options: Nyetir, naik TransJakarta, Ojek, or Taxi.
Now, nyetir will be a problem since I will go with my friend’s car, my car will be stuck in TA for the weekend. It doesnt sound safe. After pondering, I decided to take the TransJakarta.
Tapi ternyata, my mate, sebut aja si Francis (nama asli-heuiheui), crashed over my place. This guy have done this for almost 20 years now. (yes, exaggerating tapi ampir bener)
So, on friday night, he came to my house at nite and said. “Chard, gw nginep ya.. Abis dari rumah client, yang kebetulan deket sini, trus gw males pulang..” I said, “Ya wis, sok aja atuh..” Obviously he has done this for years, no point of rejecting now. Heuiehieu.. Well, my house is a second home for some of my friends, and my sister’s too..
So, he knew that I was going to take TransJakarta, and offered to take me instead using his ever trusted motorcycle. Well, mumpung gratis, I said.. thanks mate.
Saturday morning, I was set to go. Well, actually, I had to beg my annoying sister to take over teaching some kids. ( I have private english lessons with these kids every saturday) After handing over the kids, I went with si Buncis.
Gw dah lama ga naik motor jauh2.. I have always been wanting to buy a motorcycle. I thought it is cheaper to run in Jakarta, and it is easier to maneuver. But my sisters and parents always says that it is dangerous and I am too clumsy to drive bike.
My house to TA takes a little longer than 30 minutes, using motorcycle. The first fun experience is that rantai motornya kendor.. just 5 minutes after we went from my house. (Lalu gw mikir.. jangan2 gw keberatan ya.. hmm..) Then, apparently my friend said that maybe it is because the mechanic didnt install it properly. Luckily, we still can go. (To my surprise, ternyata abis nganter gw, si buncis cerita kalo dia ngalemin ban kempes.. Now I almost believed that I am overweight.)
I thought riding bike would be fun. Well, it took me less than 30 minutes to TA. However, my butt was kinda numb. Pegel dan ampir tidak bisa merasakan pantat. Gile!! Gw mikir, kalo mo suntik, bisa juga tuh naik motor dulu, trus disuntik. Pasti ga kerasa.
It was quite a thrilling experience. Nyelip2 truk, bajaj, motor, dan metromini, bikin jantung gw berdetak cepet, sedikit lagi cardiac arrest kali. I resort to the idea that my friend ride the bike crazily. Walopun mungkin karena gw rada takut dibonceng.. ato jarang naik motor. Motor di daerah daan mogot emang rada2 ajaib. They are somehow permitted to ride through the busway. So, gw lewat busway juga akhirnya. Cuma bukan naik TransJakarta, tapi roda 2. Temen gw dengan bangganya, sambil ngebut, teriak.. “Chard, kapan lagi lo naik busway pake motor..” Masalahnya, speedometernya mati, jadi gw ga tau kita ngebut secepet apa… Yang pasti perlahan2 motor2 dan mobil2 tertinggal di belakang. Pantat gw sampe mati rasa, jadi gw simpulkan kecepetannya melebihi 100 kmj. Overstatement sih.. karena, inget ga tadi gw bilang.. rantenya baru copot.. Mana mungkin ngebut cepet2.. Cuma, karena gw aja ketakutan kali, it seems like he was riding so fast, that kentut aja kayaknya susah.
When we reached TA, I took me several minutes walking around to feel my funky butt again. Hihi.. It was a numbing experience.
Long story short, I reached the place around 3 pm, with my friend – Karta driving his Nyaris.. (eh, Yaris) and his wife. The area name is Coolibah, and there were: some of my friends, and my friend’s friends too (they are from citibank), my friend’s parents, and my friend’s parents’ friends. Hehuiehuie.. Rame abis. Luckily, there were 2 separately villas with many bedrooms. We didnt spend much time in the villa, but more towards visiting restaurants. There was this lady, Jo (my friend’s friend from citibank), who really know places in Puncak. I almost believe that she knows shop by shop along jalan raya puncak. She is our tour guide, or should I say, food guide. 18 hours in Puncak, no fewer than 6 food places that we visited.
At saturday nite, after we indulged our stomach with foods, we finally settled down in the villa. Me and Karta challenged the friends from citibank in playing monopoly. We thought that if we were able to beat the ‘bankers’ .. we can brag about it. So, there are 4 groups of people. Me alone, Karta and his wife, 2 groups of bankers, total four players. Playing half way, the bankers were on the winning situation. (Well, its just ‘dang’ difficult to negotiate with bankers, I grant you that.) Even then, these frickin’ bankers decided to merge. Hah.. There was no such a rule in monopoly. So, Karta and me decided to merge also. That is after I was threatened to by bankers.. “Chard, elo propertynya dikit, kita buy out aja de..” Gile, the bankers were taking this seriously.
Well, with little tricks, cunning strategy, and LOTS of lucks, me and Karta successfully win the game. We concluded that even world famous bankers can not beat entrepreneurs that have lucks. Hehehe..
Since there was only 3 rooms. Karta and wife took 1 room. Devi, who invited all of us, took another room with Jo, the food girl. And the other two bankers took the last one. Me? I big heartedly spend the cold nite di ruang tengah, with kasur lipet, guling colongan, dan selimut 2 biji – satu buat badan, satu buat jadi bantal.
The following day, we spent with, as I have mentioned, going to food places. Some of us managed to ‘meet’ our Sovereign Creator in GKI Cimacan in the morning. On the way home, I had to drive my friend’s Kijang because gw harus nebeng balik ke TA. Si Karta dengan Nyaris-nya pulang ke Senen.
Nah, dari TA, gw dijemput lagi sama si buncis. No, we are not gay, involved in any relationship, just good friends. Kebetulan memang kita janji olahraga bersama setiap minggu, berenang (padahal gw ga bisa berenang.) Jadi gw paksa dia jemput gw di TA, baru ke tempat berenang.
Yup, you guessed right. I rode again that motorcycle. This time rantai nya oke2 aja. Cuma tetep aja pantat gw kesemutan. Nasib… that reminds me of my sisters.. they said ..”Ko, ga usah beli motor de.. elo ga cocok naik motor.” After this numb-ing experience, I think they may be correct.
ps: Dev, Jo, Lus .. bagi2 dong fotonya buat gw taro di blog sini..