Another happening again,
The plan was simple, me was to pick up me friend, Nyit2 at her house in Ciputat,
So the simplest way was to go to Pulogadung, take Kowanbisata all the way to ciputat, hopping down at Ciputat market, and then went to Nyit's house using ojek.
So there me went and hopping on an awaiting Kowanbiasata to Ciputat. Anyway, me was clad in me pair o jeans, T-Shirt and putting on me jeans jacket along, to look manly, as me was told, to be careful using this means of transportation.
Anyway, most kowanbisata are manned with Batak people (not meaning to be racist though, but they have inherited one of the hardest and meanest facial inheritence, and they were also known to be one of the hardest tribe, yet they can also be the softest ones). but since living in Jakarta, and not to mention living as the transportation crew in this crowded metropolitan means that they have to survive almost 24 hours of traffic jam and so on, while we normally endure 4-6 hours at the most, they can be the most mean and ruthless people around.
So, to make story short, in the middle of the way to Ciputat, the bus was getting empty-er, since passengers are stopping here and there. In all a sudden, two of the keneks (bus crew whose main job is to help the bus stop by rapping coin on windows to signal the driver, to help passenger get up or get down the bus, and to collect bus fares) are suddenly congregated themselves with the bus driver.
All three of them are talking in rasp manner of rough Batak accent they acquired somewhere me don't know, with each in turn glancing at me direction (Me was sitting in the last row, and it was empty, beside me sitting there of course). Remembering all the warnings given to me, me started to think that there might be sumthing wrong, and me will need to defend meself against the worst.
Me was quite scared, as me has nuthin in me hand to defend me self, not even a ballpoint pen... so all me can do is to hope for the best and prepare for the worst. And it's TRUE!!!!
One of the keneks are returning to his post, the open door at the rear of the bus, me only means of escaping, and he was standing there, blocking me of me only means to continue me life.... .:(
He smiles at me, using one of the most pleasant facial expression he can muster, even though it doesn't help much, and even convincing me, that he has some hidden agenda to me, since his smile made his face more gnarled than before... :(
So he stand there, blocking me only means to escape, and smiles (even though not by any means, me know he did not mean to be) menacingly, and then said to me:
"Bang.. tadi abang dikira cewek ama sopirnya bang...."