A Gift for Lala

Seven - First Quarrel with A'am

Predictably, once you get to the house Mama was furious because of the incident this morning. I try not to cry like I always do. I don't want to cry anymore, I have to be able to hold back my feelings, I have to be strong. It's key. I should be able to express my own opinion in front of Mama if all this time Mama has been mistreating me.

"Mam, this is Mama Dengerin Lala. Just this once," I begged Mama, after this beautiful woman I had always admired in my heart stopped her scolding. Yes, I was indeed amazed by my Mama despite hating her authoritarian nature.

"Mam, Lala is big. I want seventeen, please don't treat Lala like a child anymore. Lala just asked Mama ngizinin Lala to school do not need to be escorted by Mr. Ali. Lala's ashamed of Mam."

"Dianterin school is shy. You don't see how many school kids like you wish you could be like you. Sit comfortably in the car, without having to cram in the city bus. Without fear of being late. You are Lala's weirdo!"

"Mr.. "

"It has. Mama doesn't want to hear anymore. And Mama also does not want to see you ride your friend's motorcycle. Understand you?" Mom left. I was sad because my mom didn't understand. But, all I have to do is slow. One day, my mother would understand.

I threw my body in bed. My eyes were fixed on the laptop on my desk. Yesterday, Papa said that the internet I asked for was installed. I immediately jumped up and pulled my seat, then turned on my laptop.

Do_Lala, I typed my account in Yahoo messenger. Yes, although this account is outdated, but sometimes Gigi and I still like to use it.

Well, now, times Gigi OL. We can chat even though we usually chat via Whats up.

"Come donk Gi... Sign in... Login..." I murmured slowly while watching the Yahoo account. Teeth are inactive. Natashas@yahoo.com. He's not online. I took a slightly disappointed breath, then I was fixated on one name that I found interesting. Trian_ozc. I smiled to myself, so I remembered that name to a character played by Brad Pitt.

My heart is beating fast, this is weird. How can I feel nervous too when I'm going to invite someone I don't know yet. My illness is severe. This is through the Maya world. We don't even know who we're talking to.

Closing my eyes, I clicked on the name twice. And now I'm confused as to what to write. Hii... May contact? ALS.... Pliss... I remember that's the opening line when Gigi again invites someone. I finally decided to write like that.

Do_Lala: Hi... May contact? ASL pliss....

"Enter!" I cried while pressing the enter button with my eyes closed because I was still thinking whether my decision was right or wrong. My heart is beating faster. Not answered yes?

Trian_ozz: Hi too... Just may. You used to donk his asl. :-)

I smiled happily. He retaliated. This time I forgot a little bit about my anger.

Do_Lala: 16 ygf

Trian_ozz: 20 JKT

Don't you? He must be a guy. His name is Trian. I'm getting more enthusiastic. What else, huh? Baffled.

Do_Lala: The name of the km makes me remember the same Bratt Pitt in legend of the fall.

Trian_ozz: tp, my name is real. No tambut2an. :-)

Oi... Lookie! He's been in smile face twice, which means he likes me. I mean, he likes me to invite. I'm sumringah.

Trian_ozz: oh yeah, I love that movie too. But it's an old movie, right? Is it true that it's a movie? Little msh. Hehe.

Do_Lala: good... I want 17!

I'm happy, because here I can be free to joke without fear. Why haven't I done this before?

Trian_ozz: Btw, whose name is km?

Do_Read: Lala....

Trian_oz: Ooo... That's a real name. Your name is good. His name is Teletubbies. Hehe...

Do_Read: Hehehe... Thanks though.

Then. hey. One minute... How come there is no reply? Two minutes... He must be bored, I thought. Yes already. I have to talk again.

Do_Lala: What kind of hobby?

I finally turned off my laptop. Back I imagined how happy it would be to be a girl like Yola, who likes a lot of cute guys like Junot and Fadli. Where are there guys like them who want to be close to me?  Even Trian. Internet guy, go not say. Maybe in every sentence I say, even what I write, there is a bad aura that can be a male repellent. Ugg...!! Sebel...!!

"La, why do you always say not beautiful, not smart, nothing to be proud of? You do not realize the actual disease is in Lo himself, Lo's mind is the cause. Once, you throw away those ugly thoughts and don't humble yourself. Who said you're not beautiful? Who says you're not smart? It's on its own, right?" I remembered Gigi's slur at the time. At that time he was very angry with me. He did say right. My situation is like that.

"Lo will look beautiful when confident La. So that's the key. Now fertilizer dong taste Pede's."

Yes Gi. Why is it so difficult to build the taste of Pede. Maybe, actually, I just need help.

***

Finally, indisputably, today Mr. Ali still drove me to school. A'am can only look at me. Yesterday he insisted on picking you up for school. And now from the window panes I can only say 'sorry' to that guy. And A'am seems to understand.

While on the road A'am aligned his bike with my car and we were joking with sign language. I'm amused by A'am's silliness. Although several times he was laxated by the vehicle behind him. Basic sableng! Hihahi.

Like the time in Jakarta, I asked Mr. Ali to stop his car a bit away from school. I came down with a cheerful smile and approached A'am who also stopped the bike. After Mr. Ali left, I took A'am's motorcycle into the school building. Funny too, we're like dating people. Backstreet.

"Do you have to be delivered every morning?" A'am asked while removing the helmet from his head. I nodded, then I told Mama's 'coercion' to me. A'am just frowned.

"Based on the rich" he said.

"Huh? Whahuh? What did you say?"

"Yes, you rich man. You are the son of a rich man, it is natural that your mother means you must be delivered. Wear new Fortuner again La. Your series car is the ultimate series of toyota..." My face is hot, I don't like the words A'am just now. You rich man! Ouch... I can't describe how negative the meaning is in that sentence. I know, maybe A'am didn't mean it that way. But...

"What do you mean?" I stopped my steps. A'am was somewhat flabbergasted by my attitude.

"Huh? I meani... Yep... It's only natural that rich kids are driven to school by luxury cars and..."

"But I don't like you talking like that. You don't know about me! So, don't talk about it dong..." My eyes are hot, my tears will soon spill. A'am was shocked by my reaction, it didn't seem like he expected it to happen.

"La... Sorry. I don't mean. L'm... Oh my goodness La. So sorry. Oh, you cry, huh? Don't cry dong La."

I quickened my pace and A'am chased after me. I heard some suan and sahutan that was like watching a soap opera scene.

"Ouch... Ouch. New bride again marahan ya..." I looked down, embarrassed to be the center of attention of many people. You idiot! Why am I like this too, wearing a temper tantrum and ruining my relationship with A'am. Huhhhhh... Not to mention I have to hear the wit of the children who tease us. Make A'am no problem, but for me... Look, the scene we did was like in Indian movies. Stop it, will you? Stop it, will you? But already, I need to get to class as soon as possible.

"Trifianna Arista's. Don't be mad, dong." A'am is still ridiculous. Does he think I'm not really angry what? Duh, sebel! If I keep joking around, he doesn't think I'm really angry, but if I keep quiet, I could be an alien back at school.

I immediately sat on the bench without caring about A'am. Yola and her two maids, Ririn and Reni, could only look at our scene with a smile and I saw them whispering and giggling. I feel so ashamed.

"Sorry de La. I promise I won't say that again." A'am said half-bending in front of me, I felt increasingly uneasy.

"Currently... Aih. The first quarrel is the story," sambar Ririn. And there was the laughter of Yola and Reni.

"Ono opo tho?" Aryo and Hadi walked up to our table. Complete already, I thought.

"This is our new couple fighting again" sambar Reni.

"Let's... Kirain." Aryo said as he walked back towards his stool followed by Hadi. Goody! Guys don't like to gossip too much. They also definitely have no interest in my matter with A'am. They know that A'am is ridiculous anyway. So they must have thought it wasn't a serious matter.

But right now I can see that A'am is serious.

"Lala, remember. The key to love is forgiveness" Aryo said. Of love? Ouch. . Gossip again.

"Ojo gossip, you know," replied A'am short. He's serious. I finally smiled too. Not willing to make this problem drag on and cause other cheap gossip.

"You promise me... Later on," said A'am Half whispered. I'm nodding. Ok!

I'm grateful. I have a friend like Gigi here. A'am.