A Wound
Chapter 9's
After breakfast, the three girls said goodbye to Hartono while alternately kissing the middle-aged man's back hand.
Not to forget the three gave a mother-like banquet to his son, so that Hartono did not go anywhere, keep resting at home all day to restore the condition of his body. And Hartono only nodded obediently if he wanted the three to immediately move to campus.
Arumi immediately drove his vehicle to the campus where they studied. After perfectly parking his vehicle in the campus parking area, the three got out of the car and walked down the corridor to his class.
Ara who had just sat herself on one of the benches in the class, immediately grabbed her phone shortly after hearing the incoming message notification.
+6281xxxxxxx
“Assalamualaikum, Dara!”
After seeing the sender of the message from an unknown number, Ara tried to ignore the message. But not again after he again received a message from the same number.
+6281xxxxxxx
“Already on campus?”
Ara
“Waalaikumsalam, who?”
+6281xxxxxxx
“That keeps your name in his heart, Bima”
Ara's face reddened after reading the reply. Until he had to get some questions from his two friends who witnessed the change in the look of his face.
Both of his best friends even managed to guess that he was sending a message with his lecturer.
But Ara tried to ignore the two and immediately typed a reply to a message from the lecturer who claimed to like it.
But he had not been able to send the message, a message from Bima back in, who apologized for taking his number without his consent first. Bima picked up Ara's number at the cafe yesterday, after she finished talking to Hartono.
Ara
“Yes, it's okay, Pak”
Pak Bima's
“What is your father in the restaurant?”
Ara
“No, Sir, Dad's home. It was not good anymore he said, so not to restaurant”
Pak Bima's
“Alright.. then you continue yes, study diligently do not like bolos”
Ara
“Emang never truant, kok!”
Pak Bima's
“Child pinter, which is why I like”
Ara gave a small smile reading the last message Bima sent for her. How could his lecturer so vigorously tease him.
Thinking of the right reply for her to type, Ara turned her eyes to her two best friends who were looking at her suspiciously. When she realized that, Ara quickly saved her phone, and decided not to reply to messages that she thought were not so in need of a reply.
“Apaan?” ask her two best friends.
“You no longer discuss perverted things right?” The question just escaped from Miya's lips.
“You mean?” tanya Ara glared.
“Goshyour brains..” sergeant Arumi as he menoyor Miya head.
“Rumiiiii.. Will you know when you keep shaking my head?” mean it.
“Sampe position your brain so true,” replied Arumi indifferently.
“You anyway, he thought strangely,” added Ara who was annoyed by the question that Miya had just uttered.
“Keep discussing what's with those smiles?” ask Miya.
Although Arumi and Miya had never done that before, but what's wrong with being wary, rather than having to continue to get ridicule from both of them if that happens.
“People are in love again like that, you never fall in love anyway, so don't know what it feels like,” Arumi said in a mocking tone.
“Yes yes, at least I don't have a chance to go crazy like you when you think of Chef Dion.”
“Jeez, why should you call it anyway, so kangen right,” said Arumi deliberately made memelas.
“Don't let, if you miss samperin, it's not usually like that!” answer Miya ketus.
“Iya anyway, but there is no reason there because Dad did not go to the restaurant.”
“Pura-ja just don't know,” replied Miya gave an idea.
“Good idea, temenin well?” said Arumi smiling widely, trying to seduce.
“Gak!”
“Ayolah Miyakuuu..” said Arumi as she hugged the body of her best friend, but still Miya refused her invitation, still upset over the treatment that Arumi had given her.
But Arumi did not give up, he even kissed his best friend's cheeks without taking off his arms, no matter the other students who saw him. Until finally Miya gave up and agreed to his invitation, making him re-smell the girl's cheek as an expression of her gratitude.
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After returning from the campus Arumi carried out his plan to meet his idol in the restaurant with his two friends.
People say there is no cure for longing other than meetings, and that is the purpose of Arumi at this time, to treat his passionate longing on the head chef at the restaurant owned by Hartono.
Ara looked confusedly at Arumi who was sitting right next to her, when her best friend brought her vehicle into the restaurant courtyard, “kok us here? Dad's not in?” tanyakanya.
“Udah follow, and remember do not ask much,” said Arumi while removing the seat belt that is coiled on his body.
“If your intention is here to meet with Chef Dion, we go back, because last night said Father, Chef Dion leave for a week,” said Ara, make Arumi undo his intention to open the door of his car.
“Serious?” asked Arumi in disbelief.
“Iya seriously,” replied Ara convincingly, making laughter broke Miya instantly see the fate of her best friend.
Seeing Miya who laughed so happily, made Arumi turn around and look annoyed at her best friend, “why are you laughing?”
“Why? can't you? kan's funny!” Miya laughed again without caring about her best friend's feelings.
“Sial!” arumi is upset. “He where the hell is?” ask him to himself.
“Don't know, I didn't say too,” said Ara.
“I no longer ask," he said.
“Lah, continue?”
“Just talk to yourself,” replied Arumi annoyed.
“Ceh!”
“Ulu uluuu.. pity my Rumiku." Miya kept laughing, making Arumi even hotter.
“Diem gak?” threaten her.
Arumi takes a rough breath, accepts the innuendo from Miya, then drives her car home. At least there are still many days for him to let go of his longing for the man who owns his heart. But isn't a week a long time.
Arumi had long liked Dion, but he had never expressed it seriously. But often throwing a horrible appeal at the man, should not the man be able to understand that he really meant his feelings.
Already often Arumi intends to express his feelings seriously, at least so that he gets certainty for his feelings and not get caught up in the turmoil that every day torments him.
But when he came face to face with the man, somehow all the sentences he had assembled before, disappeared just like that and changed with jokes and twinkles from his lips.
He may not be very good at saying love.
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