Unforgettable Night

In 2009, my schoolmates and I went to Yogyakarta, a city of Central Java. We went there by using five buses. We spent  several days in this study tour. But, I have one day that I could not forget. It was the last day of study tour, a dinner together in a restaurant in Kebumen. It was one of the big restaurants there. This restaurant was very comfortable because it was large and clean enough. It had a medium-sized stage completed by a set of music instruments in front of the room. So, the visitors were allowed to dance, sing and play the music instruments if they want.

 We had a buffet dinner type, so we could take the food as much as we wanted. I chose fried chicken only because I do not like fish, the vegetables, and shrimp, the menu served in the buffet tables. Then, we ate together in some tables. We sat based on our close friends. Also, we chatted about everything done in Yogyakarta. I saw to other tables, they were same. Sometimes, they chatted while laughing loudly. It was a very noisy dinner, but I enjoyed it.

After having dinner, my friends and I went to the floor to dance and sing. At the beginning, only few of my schoolmates who went to the stage to play the music instruments and sing the songs. But then, most of us came to the floor to join them sang and danced together with very loud music. I saw to the tables, no one sat there. It meant all students were on the floor. Can you imagine 400 people danced together on the floor? It was very crowded. The waiters just smile to see what we did, some of them looked confuse and seemed like saying “What are you doing in my workplace?”.  But it was not a big problem because it was a part of restaurant facilities beside free lavatory cost. Our teachers also showed unusual expression. They bent their brows. I invited my teachers to join us, some of them were in. But, the others just sat or had a meal in their table.

I was singing with my friends when I remembered that my phone battery was low. I decided to leave the floor and search the electric switch. I asked the waiter “Excuse me, where I can charge my phone?”, and then she asked me to follow her. She showed me where I could charge my phone. It was in the kitchen. I guessed I would be brought to the employees’ room or to the back of teller table to charge my phone. But, it was in the kitchen where the chefs cooked. However, I thanked her to let me charge my phone there. I sat on the chair while waiting my charging phone. I saw the employees washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen up. I thought they prepared to close the restaurant because it was 10pm. And the visitors were from my school only; there were not the other visitors.

I charged my phone while chatting on Bombus and listening to the music by wearing earphones. It was about 30 minutes passed when I was doing those things. I looked at my phone and my battery was not full yet. But, I let it uncompleted. I thought it was enough to have a half of full of my battery because there was no other activities after this. “This is the last activity of my study tour, and I will sleep in my bus” I said.

I left the kitchen and went to the room where my schoolmates were dancing and singing together about several minutes ago. But, I could not find them. “Oh my God, where are they?” I shocked. I looked around, it was so quiet. There were no waiters there. There were only unarranged tables. Maybe they were in employees’ room when I was looking for my schoolmates. I ran to the parking area. I still could not find them. I called my mother. “Why don’t you call your friends?” she said. I did not continue the conversation with my mother. I closed the phone, and then like what my mother suggested I called all my friends that I had the numbers. But, no one answered my calling. I ran into the restaurant again. I see the cleaning service was sweeping the floor. I asked him about where my friends were. He told me that they left this place about 15 minutes ago.  I just got angry at that time. But, I did not know I must be angry to whom? I just wanted to cry. I frustrated because it was 11pm; I was alone, and far from home, my comfort zone.

I had been waiting for 15 minutes in frustration when the bus came back. My teacher, Miss Lia realized that I was not in the bus when she checked every seat in the bus. She asked my friends but they did not know where I was. They were remained by my teacher that I did not in the bus actually. How bad were they? They forgot their friend, me. Maybe, it was caused by the amount of food they ate when having dinner so they got very sleepy. Also, they were tired after dancing and singing. However, thanks God they came back. I just ran to Miss Lia and hug her. I thought she and the bus would not pick me up. Fortunately, I was wrong. They came back to pick me up. I took in the bus and my friends said “sorry”, but they laughed at me. I felt angry with this situation. I felt shy too, but actually it was not their mistake. It was my mistake to go to the kitchen and charge my phone for 30 minutes without telling to my friends before. Also, I was too busy with my chatting on Bombus and wearing earphones to listen to the music. Maybe if I did not do those activities, it would not happend.

Finally, I arrived at home. I told what happened to me in Kebumen to my parents and my siblings. They laughed at me because of my stupidity when I was left by my bus. They said that it would be very interesting if the bus did not come back so they could see how I brave to find the way to go home. Because, they thought I was not a child anymore. Of course I was not. But, that was 11pm and I did not know whether the restaurant was at the center of forest or rice field which far from people house. I thought I could not forget that moment. But, next time if I were in a group of study tour I would tell my friends where I went. Also, if I were a teacher I would check all of my students before the bus go.