Lirik Sesuatu Di Jogja Novels & Stories

At least, the serious conversation was over. "What was my fault and my sin, baby? You wasted my holy love. Look at the moves that I will give. Rocking Horse. Rocking Horse." That was the excerpt of the verse part from a dangdut song 'Jaran Goyang' or ‘Rocking Horse’ by Nella. Rocking Horse itself was one of the most popular black magic in Indonesia whereby a person is made to fall in love, by the way.

For a few moments, the two of them were silent, enjoying the atmosphere. The atmosphere turned calmer when the musician sang a song about something in Jogja. Merina's head, after downing a number of cans of drinks, feels a little light. "Ta," she called, almost inaudible. Her eyes stared at the stage. "Yes?" said Rajata while sipping his drink. "When we were in Jogja, you would shoot me or you would express your love for me, right?" Rajata choked. Merina turned her head. "What's up?" she asked, smiling idly, "are you okay?"

I sighed for the umpteenth time that night. I raised my head and looked at the cloudy sky. The swing with the reclining chair I was sitting on seemed to sway slightly as I justified my sitting position. I was in Koba City Park… the name on it was displayed, but Gran said, people prefer to call it the square. Whatever the reason, I am not in the mood to care about that. The song titled “Jangan Menyerah” (Don't Give Up) sung by D'Masiv thumped in my ears. However, that's all. I can only listen to that music without being able to watch them properly.

Our activities were the same, namely enjoying family gatherings, and introducing me to the big family of Dwi who was compactly having a family gathering there. Gombong is a strange city to me, I once visited when I was in 5th grade while on vacation to Jogjakarta with my family. The atmosphere is still the same as before, still very beautiful, there are still traditional markets selling a lot of traditional foods that I like such as lupis, lanting, sticky rice, and don't forget gudeg and its various complements that really spoil my culinary tongue.

Jayden asked while showing his cellphone which displayed a cafe location with a domination of brown buildings. "This is the Point Cafe in Malioboro. Why is that?" asked Johan, who often goes to Jogjakarta because he likes traveling and also has a cousin who lives in Jogjakarta too. "Is that far?" Jayden asked again. "Not really." Jayden immediately took his wallet from his bag and walked out of his room. Making Ansel and Johan just gawk. Jayden immediately ordered an online motorcycle taxi and entered the address. Hopefully he won't be late and get to see Felicia, even if it's just a moment.

Richard has visited Jogja several times and it's not complete if he doesn't walk around malioboro. "You've never seen this crowd?" asked Richard while leaning comfortably on a park bench. Many people passed by but just like them, in pairs. There were also those who brought their children and parents to join in the night festivities. "I have." Arini laughed. "Only how many times? Even though I live in Jogja, I can't come here freely, darling. Besides, when I come here, I want to go shopping and snacking. When I was in school, I had limited money."

Actually Anjani really likes Jogjakarta city, but the atmosphere of the city of Jakarta is already attached to the soul, it cannot be forgotten. “I’ll take ablution first, dear, a little more at sunset.” Arsya said then left. Let Anjani be busy with his cellphone. Drttt Nisya: I’m still waiting Anjani laughs reading it. Thank God, you’ve been bitten by a garden mosquito! Soon, Arsya’s cellphone vibrated again. Nisya: arsya Anjani’s fingers immediately moved swiftly over Arsya’s cellphone screen, typing a message reply to Nisya.

I glanced his face is starting to stiffen. "Uh, Linda you know, this is my husband. Mas Kusuma!" I said cut off her words before causing misunderstanding. "Oh, I’m sorry. I'm Linda. Maharani's friend," she said a little awkwardly. Mas Suma answered with a smile. "Linda, we're done, I am sorry I’ll go first" We went straight to the car. * Going around city of Jogjakarta, it's fun. Finally we get off at Malioboro street, many say, this is memory lane. We sat on an iron bench while enjoying hot chocolate drinks. Occasionally buskers would come up to us, from Javanese songs to RnB.

Dia beranjak ke dalam kafe menghampiri grup band yang sedang istirahat entah mau apa, peduli amat, lebih baik menikmati pemandangan jembatan Suramadu sambil menyeruput susu jahe yang menghangatkan badan. "Lagu ini untuk seseorang yang sedang bersedih. Semoga bisa menghibur." Suara dari atas panggung di dalam cafe yang kuacuhkan. Tapi sebuah opening lagu dari grup band favoritku di jaman SMA yang mengalun merdu dari dalam kafe membuatku penasaran. Mataku membulat ketika melihat ke atas panggung. Tenyata Dokter Fikri yang memetik gitar dan mengalunkan lagu selimut hati nya dewa 19.

Daveina laughed and told Aurora to follow her brother's orders. During the journey, both Aurora and Dave remained mostly silent, while Daveina enjoyed the late afternoon atmosphere in the city of Yogyakarta with enthusiasm. For her, this was her first experience visiting the first capital city of Indonesia. The atmosphere was clearly different from Surabaya, a city crowded with skyscrapers and all kinds of pollution. Daveina couldn't wait to explore the city with its many nicknames. Besides being known as the city of gudeg and the city of students, Jogja was also nicknamed the city of tourism and culture.