SCHNUCKY
INTROVERTER

Anya drove her brother's black All New Avanza down the city streets. But the girl was still lazy to get home soon. Anya chose to walk down the road that leads south.

He arrived at the city's tourist complex, Nani Wartabone Park, continued to park his vehicle and take a leisurely step down the sidewalk enjoying the late night air.

Anya arrived in the area of outdoor shops that are scattered on the edge of the sidewalk. The Youth Taruna field area has been partially localized by the City Government as the location of Jajan Market, and some of it is localized in the Liluwo People's Market area.

Anya decided to stop for a moment to release her thoughts because she was busy thinking about her brother who was closed with pain.

A small child carrying a dish appeared and gave the item to Anya.

Anya observes the menus listed on the list and writes them on the small blocknote at the table. The little boy tore the paper on the blocknote and left Anya.

The girl fixed her hair and sat down again and pulled out her dress. The girl tells her father through a chat application, informing her that Arya has regained consciousness from her illness and is temporarily guarded by Kamala.

After typing the message, Anya put the handle back in her pocket. Before long appeared a young man with a casual appearance grasping a guitar. Looks like that young man is a street busker.

He approached Anya who was sitting and greeted politely. "Excuse Me Ma'am. Can I pack?" ask the young man politely.

Anya momentarily observed the young man then nodded. The young man with a smile, asked again.

"What's the song, Ma'am?" ask the young man again.

Anya sighed again. "It's up to you" he said lazily.

The young man nodded then observed Anya for a moment. It is likely that he is exploring the girl's feelings. After that he began strumming the strings of his guitar and sang a song sung Ava Max with Dj, Alan Walker but in a slow rhythm.

Anya recognized the song. The song by Ava Max is called I'm Not Gonna Make It Alone. The young man deliberately brought it in hymn mode to make Anya interested again to listen to every melody that came out when the strings were plucked, fused with the melodious voice of the busker.

How many visitors are also slightly distracted to the busker. The song he brought though sounded slow but pervaded and reconciled the feelings.

The young man finished performing the song for five minutes, spoiling the ears and feelings of Anya who listened to the chants of the song. The young man bowed flat with a politely scattered smile.

Anya waved a hand calling the young man. He approached, thinking that the girl would give him money as payment because he had performed the song.

"Sit there." Anya told him to sit by her side.

The young man followed the girl's wishes, though he was astonished. Anya called again the little boy who brought a menu sheet. After the little boy arrived before Anya, the girl looked at the young man.

"Order.. eat as much as you can." Anya said.

The young man was confused. Anya smiled. "Just calm down, bro. You keep getting paid anyway, it's just a bonus because you sing good." she said. "Well, eat. I'll deal with it."

The young man finally wanted to also order even though he ordered the cheapest because it was awkward with Anya's treatment.

"Lho's? How about avocado syrup anyway?" tanya Anya then shook her head. "You don't think I can pay you?"

The young man smiled again. "not Mbak. I happened to eat earlier. So the drink was to refresh my throat and esophagus which were dragged from thirst." he politely replied. "Not disrespect Ma'am. But I was just thirsty. That's why it's just a messan drink."

"It's up to you" Anya said in the end. The young man nodded.

Anya occasionally glanced towards the young man, while the young man only looked at the visitors. He did not dare to look at the girl.

"Are you a musician?" tanya Anya provoked a conversation.

"It can be said that, because I like to sing and play music." replied the young man.

"That means you've recorded dong." Anya chirped with a smile.

The young man laughed softly. "If it is, it is still very far from reality" he replied, bowing politely.

"Why? Your voice is sweet. You can be a famous singer later." Anya said while fixing her seat.

"At this time I focus more first on the completion of education" replied the young man. "After that, what will you think."

"Ooo you're a student?" guess Anya with her innocent gaze and widened wiggly eyes.

The young man smiled and nodded politely. He smiled wider. For a moment his mind was mumbling because Arya's behavior was a little lost from his mind.

"What semester?" ask Anya again with an interested attitude.

"Alhamdulillah, another month already wants a thesis trial." replied the young man nodding with a big smile.

"Waah. What courses, where are they?" ask Anya again.

"I majored in Islamic Communication and Broadcasting, Faculty of Ushuludin" replied the young man again.

"Wuah, IAIN Sultan Amai, huh?" yell Anya again.

The young man just nodded again and smiled. Anya advanced her body.

"But how do you like music? Are you in the Art Activities Unit?" ask Anya.

"This is a hobby.no need to enter the Art Activities Unit to channel it." said the young man.

Soon an adult was carrying a tray of dishes and two drinks. A plate of dishes and a glass of the drink was placed in front of Anya, while an avocado juice drink was placed in front of the young man.

"Eh, long time ago, we have not been acquaintances." Anya said.

The young man smiled again and nodded his head politely.

"I'm Zais Gun Mohammad" the young man introduced himself. "Bak may call me, Zais." he politely continued.

"Mr, mbak. Am I old enough to be called mbak?" nagging Anya but a moment later her smile appeared again. "I'm Aeryna Zahra Datau, just call Anya."

Zais nodded his head. Anya smiled back. "Come, have a drink." take her.

"Thank you." replied Zais then grabbed the glass filled with avocado juice. For a moment his lips panted and then sipped the drink. After a slow thump, Zais nodded and put the drink back on the table.

Anya herself enjoyed her ordered dishes while inviting conversation again.

"How long has it been?" ask Anya on the sidelines of her eating activities.

"It's only been a few days." replied Zais. "This is just an effort to meet the cost of education. It is enough for me to trouble parents for this education. Let me try my luck to seek the fortune of God in this way."

Anya nodded for a moment and then enjoyed the food again. Zais looked at the girl.

"I'm sorry, if I'm presumptuous." said Zais. "Mr Anya..."

Anya instantly raised her index finger making Zais pause her sentence. Anya momentarily swallowed her food then looked at Zais.

"Who is old?" anya said, "I'm still twenty years old."

Zais rounded her lips and smiled. "Then I call it Adek.... Anya Deck doesn't mind?"

Anya smiled and nodded and then continued her eating activities again.

Zais sighed again and asked. "Dek Anya seems athletic... Anya... polwan deck, huh?" ask the man carefully.

"If so, why?" asked Anya again then looked at Zais making the young man swallow the saliva and smile awkwardly.

"Yes, that's okay." she replied slowly.

"Why? Afraid of the police?" angling Anya withholding a smile.

Zais only smiled but once the young man became awkward. Anya then laughed again.

"No, I'm not a police officer. Afraid of me?" anya Goda. "I'm a college student, just like Kak Zais. But I went to college in Bogor."

Zais again rounded her lips and nodded. Anya flirted again. "Now you're not afraid anymore, are you?"

Zais laughed softly and nodded. Anya then answered. "My athletic body is because it's often gymnastic." he said. "It looks shaped."

Zais nodded again. Anya laughs. "Why? Similar to MMA athletes?"

Zais. She replied, "Like a model in a magazine." she said.

"Ah, the hell time?" said Anya blushed.

Zais just smiled and then again grabbed the glass and sipped the avocado juice. He spoke again after putting the glass down.

"At the holidays?" ask Zais.

Anya nodded.

Zais sighed again. He smiled with courtesy.

"If Anya's Deck doesn't mind.. Can I say goodbye?" asked the young man politely again.

"Wuah, are you going to unplug it?" yelling Anya immediately took out her wallet and reached out to two pieces of nominal banknotes twenty thousand and put them on the table. After that he poured a sheet of fifty thousand on Zais.

"Well, most Decks." said Zais.

"Take everything." Anya said.

"But.." said Zais again.

"Here, it's Big Brother's fortune." urged Anya while forcing to put the paper money into the palm of Zais.

"Well, thank you?" zais said with shame.

"Not to be ashamed. It is halal. Want to sit down instead of begging?" Anya.

Politely, Zais left the place while Anya also got up and stepped down the sidewalk to her brother's black All New Avanza parked some distance away.[]