A Gift for Lala

Twenty-Four - They're Broken

I blinked my eyes as my two eyeballs stared at the incoming morning sunlight through the window of my room. Hmmm.I inhaled a deep breath. It's a new day.

The meeting with Cristian yesterday was like a beautiful fairy tale that made me endlessly smile. My mother and I have made peace too. I am happy with my life now. Thank you Lord.

And last night I managed to make Gigi hangers when I told her about my meeting with Trian. And that I could be familiar with my friend's heart.

"Nggaaakkk muuungggkiiinn," cried Gigi to the point that I had to keep my hole away before the centile's scream damaged my eardrum.

"Lo sumpeh, La. Oh my goodness, I still don't believe it. Crazy lo, La. I was shaking."

"If you don't believe me, I'll prove it. Just relax, Gi. Lo will be able to chat as much as possible with Cristian Prasetyo," I promise. And I managed to make Gigi curious last night. Ahhe.. Tooth.

Now I set my feet firmly towards the school gate. My smile is still not off my lips. There is a great relief in me. I must immediately preach this glad tidings to A'am.

"Lala!"

I looked towards the voice that called me. And I know for sure whose voice it is. Fadley! Because of my great excitement I forgot my 'little' disappointment that I felt yesterday for seeing Fadly on the road with Flowers, before, they wanted to tell the world that they were two enemies at war,

"La, sorry yesterday. I really can't go because I have to send..."

"Flower," cut me off, I can guess that the next word of Fadly's sentence is 'My Mama'. Hahey! Very githu cliche, you know. Just like in soap operas. Look at Fadly's surprised face.

"I saw you yesterday at the Mall with Flowers" I said with a smile. Maybe because I basically don't have the same feeling as Fadly so I can say this very calmly. Maybe it wouldn't be the same if I showed Junot that sentence.

Fadly was like a dead end and didn't know what to say. Seeing that the guy was silent, I immediately walked away from him.

"La, just hang on." I stopped my steps again.

"Sorry... '

"No Papa Fa." I turned back to step.

"But La.." Fadly's hand held my steps.

"What else is it?"

"You mad?"

"angry? Angry for what?"

"Nl..." Now I know what all this means. I let go of my hand from Fadly's.

"Fadly. We're the same."

Uppssss...!!!

"You mean?"

I quickly ran to class because I didn't want to talk to Fadly any longer. I can't wait to meet A'am and tell him everything.

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I'm disappointed that when I got to class I didn't find A'am there. Finally, with a shunt step I headed to my stool. I can't wait to meet A'am but I lost him last night. On the phone or chatt hapenya not active.

Classes started to get crowded, especially when the girls were excited to hear the story of Heina and Pipin who yesterday had just selfie ria even get a bonus kiss Cristian aka Trian.

I glanced at my postel screen hoping for a message from A'am or maybe from Trian. But nil! And suddenly Yola came looking at me sharply. Why else would he?

"I want to talk to you."

I looked around the class and found that the other friends were still listening to Heina and Pipin's story, I'm grateful that no one saw Yola.

"What's up?"

"Why do you have to?" Yola mutters. I'm getting less and less clueless. What's wrong with this girl?

"What's up?" ask me one more time. Yola glazed over as if she was about to cry. I'm getting confused. The anger that was clearly visible on his face changed immediately. Then the girl sat down and without looking at me, she said, "La, I broke up."

I don't know.I have to be happy or sympathetic to him. I didn't look at him either and just looked at the book. I don't know what to say because this has nothing to do with me.

"I thought Junot killed me because of you."

Well, this is the one who just made my head turn towards Yola. Did ya? 

"Because of me? I don't know what you mean."

"You like Junot, don't you?" Yola glanced at me. I'm speechless. Yeah, I like him! Darling her! Hate him at once! I cried out in my heart.

"I wonder, what the hell do they see of you? Junots? Fadly's? Is it possible that Cristian Prasetyo was captivated by you?" Yola said to me with a probing eye like she was looking for something she might think was my advantage. Oh yeah, Yola mentioned Cristian, huh? I'm guessing he'll pass out knowing I'm friends with Cristian.

"Yol, sorry, I don't want to hear anymore. I think that's your problem with Junot. And I had nothing to do with it. So, pliss don't talk about it anymore."

I still remember the words Flower yesterday. He also looked down on me. How could a Lala make a guy like Junot and Fadly look over? And more painfully, neither Junot nor Fadly would approach me not because they were really 'willing' but because there was 'something'. I am only a tool for those who can be used for their own benefit.

Sometimes I wonder why Yola, who has been created so perfectly, still looks envious at me. Hmmmm, humans will never be satisfied, and I am also one of them. Again, I had to learn to be grateful for all this.

Seeing me reluctant to speak again, Yola left me and walked out of the classroom. There were already two of her maids who greeted her and occasionally they glanced at me. They hate me. And I don't care.

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