Abnormal Metamorphosis

Chapter 14: The Pledge of Friendship Has Changed...

Class ten was silent from fifteen minutes ago when the math replay began that morning. Anxiety without a word enveloped the students – schoolgirls in that class, stunned to stare at the number – quadratic equation numbers that seemed like a frightening specter for students – schoolgirls adherents SKS (Sunday Speeding System ). Maybe that does not apply to – brilliant-brained students like Sheila or some others, but clearly the class was quiet like hypnotized by the math repetition. Rosaline was somehow included in the group which morning, because the girl stared at the paper without motion, but if Susi could see what Rosaline saw she must have died standing, she would have died, because it is not about – about the repetition that Rosaline saw at that time, but the shadows of the faces of Grey, Grey and Grey. 

Grey was staring at Rosaline with a gaze that made the girl want to cry regretfully. Grey simply stroked Rosaline's hair wordlessly before they parted from the front of the banyan tree in the garden that day. Although Rosaline knew Grey had forgiven her, but the young man still did not seem to trust himself completely.

“I’m just a lil bit unwell, the voices still annoy me, make my head hurt unbearable, so I need some calm first....” was the reason Grey called him when Rosaline asked him why he didn't go to school the next day.

“The voices what?” Rosaline doesn't understand. Grey was heard complaining hearing the question.

“Already, I explained too, you will not understand...Well, I think I have to take a rest, right now, okay? My pills are working..” Grey said then broke off the conversation before Rosaline had time to answer again.

Rosaline sighed, nibbled at the tip of her pen, resigned. Solved a new replay completed half of the girl's work when bu Susi said time runs out and collected paper – student rework paper – students.

With a giant step the girl stepped into the toilet at the turn of the lesson. There is not the slightest concern in Rosaline's mind how the fate of the value of his repetition will be, successful or most likely to be blocked because he did not finish working on it. Because all he has in his mind right now is Grey. The girl was so troubled to think of her best friend, and what was certain was the fate of their relationship. Grey, he must be down again because of – because of me. What can I do to restore her trust? Rosaline bit her lips full of guilt.

Rosaline's eyes stopped as she passed through the school cafeteria. Seen by her cake – cake selling her mother who displayed mother canteen on the table – canteen table. Ah look, today Grey is not going to school, I go to Grey's apartment after school later, visit Grey while bringing his favorite pastel cake. She must have liked it. Yeah, that's a good idea...Rosaline smiled as she felt like she had gotten in the way.

That afternoon after school, Rosaline got a little excited, booked an ojek online, went to Grey's apartment. A myriad of expectations filled the girl's head, Grey must be elated and might...Perhaps willing to accept me fully, inner Rosaline while swinging a plastic bag filled with pastel cakes entered the elevator of the apartment building to the fifth floor. But upon arrival in front of Grey's apartment, Rosaline actually met with the worried face of Mr. Hendro.

“Ah thanks miss Rosaline came, maybe miss can.” said sir Hendro as soon as he saw Rosaline coming.

“Can what, sir?” Rosaline arrived – arrived so pounding no bother to hear the word – said the bodyguard. What happened to Grey? Spontaneous that was immediately thought by Rosaline. Mr. Hendro did not answer, the burly man just opened the apartment door and let the girl in.

As soon as he stepped into Grey's apartment, Rosaline was immediately caught in the middle. The girl found out how the floor of the apartment was almost full covered dozens of maybe dozens of strands of paper – HVS paper, which when Rosaline picked up one of them, turned out to contain scribbles – scribbles of poetry.

Little butterfly

Didn't you see

I am weak without you

I am fragile without your love

You let me waste – vain expecting you

Because love is not for me

Little butterfly

Don't you know

I found my life from you

I found my spirit from you

But you'd rather turn to her

You'd rather fly with him

Leaving me quiet in my dark

Let me be broken in my asia

Rosaline clenched her mouth, gasped, picked up one more HVS paper, and found another poem. Another heartbroken poem.

I love her

I miss him

Missed him so much

My little butterfly

All this feeling is just for him

If only I had to die

All this breath is for him

Butwhy?

Why did he choose another?

Don't like him?

Sick of her?

With this imperfect me

With this useless me

In another paper, Rosaline found depression poetry again.

I smiled

I laughed

Just for a fake

A lie to cover up

Which rotates – swivel inside head

Bekemuk

Sometimes it drags me down into the bottomless abyss of darkness

Sometimes it catapulted me into endless clear skies

I couldn't help it jump

Lunged

Tearing – rips my reasoning

Really

I can't afford

Rosaline's hands shook holding the – HVS paper, her feelings raged, uncertain when reading it. The girl felt her eyes start to blur from tears, but hurried – was wiped again before Pak Hendro saw her, so sad do you feel that Grey wrote a poem that was so depressed? Is he so longing for me? Rosaline is impassive, but why is her attitude so cold to me? Wh why? Is he still angry with me? Still don't believe him with me?

“Already from last night, young master Grey is like that, even to the point of not sleeping, miss...I tried to remind the young master to stop and rest, but to no avail, I was worried...Maybe miss can stop him.” said sir Hendro hope. Rosaline shook her head weakly.

“I don't know, Mr. Hendro, if Grey wants to talk to me at this time.” said Rosaline is not sure, but saw Mr. Hendro who looked at him with a pleading face, the girl did not reach the heart. So he was encouraged to approach Grey who at that time seemed to be sitting facing his study table, still busy writing on the paper – HVS paper, without caring about his surroundings, even the young man did not realize Rosaline came. 

“Ehm...Grey...” reprimand Rosaline liver – hearts.

Grey did not answer.

“Grey...Here I bring you your favorite pastel cake..” once again Rosaline reprimands. The girl slowly touched Grey's shoulder as the young man did not show any sign – would reply.

“Yeah?!” Grey flinched, and turned his head. “Ro...Rosaline?!”

Obviously – was clear the young man looked surprised to see the presence of his best friend girl there.

“I just came Grey...Um...Here I bring you a pastel cake.” Rosaline's birthday while thrusting a plastic bag filled with pastel cakes in front of Grey.

The young man stared at the package of cookies that Rosaline handed and then turned to look at the girl, long ago, there was a stirring up in the light brown eyes when he looked at Rosaline, the turmoil of deep longing, and the, the turmoil of desire that makes Rosaline's heart feel floundering stared at in such a way, making Rosaline want to squander hugging Grey right then and there, comforting Grey if only the spotlight did not arrive – arrived changed, changed, there was a sudden arrogance of mastering so smoldering. Grey standing with attitude as if looking for – find something.

“Why Grey?” Rosaline was worried to see that.

“Mana Danni? He brought you here?”

“Bang Danni?...I came alone, Grey...I came because I wanted to bring you this pastel cake, I know it's your favorite cake..” Rosaline nodded at Grey's question. “Please, Grey...Don't insinuate me..”.

“Yeah, who knows.” Grey said without looking at Rosaline.

“No Grey, I told you, I have chosen you..” Rosaline said immediately. “Trust me, Grey..”.

The young man did not answer the word – said Rosaline, she just shrugged her shoulders, then took the pastel cake pack from Rosaline's hand, opened it, and ate one of her cakes as if she had not eaten for a long time.

“Grey...What are you working on? Busy right, to forget to eat it looks..” comments Rosaline inevitably, sliced see how to eat Grey.

“What do you care?” Grey grunting scoffing.

“Grey, please?” Rosaline sighed at Grey's reply, trying to bully Grey but the young man raised his hand. ”Grey, I know you still don't believe me. But just so you know, I'm here to be honest because I want to fix my faults for you, no matter how people say I'm a cheap girl who sacrifices my pride as a girl, begs a guy, I don't care, because I knew I was wrong, because I knew I had tarnished our friendship...But yeah...If you still can't take it, I get it, Grey...Maybe not now, maybe later, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow...I just want you to know that I'll always be waiting for you, Grey.”.

Grey's two eyebrows clutched together hearing that.

“Well...I don't know..” said Grey slow - slow as if thinking of something. Rosaline waited for the young man to continue the word – he said, but apparently there was no sign - a sign Grey was about to speak again, the young man just took one more pastel cake and ate it while crossing out – scribbles of HVS paper. The girl breathed again.

For a moment the atmosphere became quiet and stiff in the apartment room, which sounded only scratches - scratches of Grey pen on HVS paper. Rosaline did not know what else to say in the midst of the stiffness.

“Alright..” said Rosaline finally, feeling it was pointless trying to talk to Grey who had not been able to open her heart. “Looks like I should be alone. Take care of your health, Grey, don't forget to eat..”.

Until the girl exits the apartment building, Grey still does not respond to the word –, Rosaline said. Rosaline's legs seemed unable to walk because it held the turmoil of her heart. With – glassy eyes the girl once again gazed towards the apartment building, she knew Grey was watching her departure from behind the window, but the young man did not react in the slightest, calling her back, catching up with her, or whatever. Grey was just mute and mute in that window. Desperately, Rosaline walked down the street leaving the apartment building, no questionnaire or bus passing that afternoon. Slender. The sky looked cloudy, as cloudy as Rosaline's feeling.

Thundering lightning in the sky, the rain that began to pour down, forced Rosaline to take shelter at a bus stop. The girl sat on the bench of the stop hugging her own body, as if wanting to hold back her so urgent cries she wanted to shed. Greys..Greys..Wouldn't you open your heart again for me? So difficult?

The sound of a slow Kawasaki Ninja motorcycle roaring, approaching the stop, made Rosaline lift her face and turn her head.

“Grey?!” Rosaline was stunned amid the rain dripping from the edge of the roof stop, seeing Grey stop his Kawasaki motorbike, seeing Grey's figure coming down from the bike. Greys...Grey following me? Did I not see wrong? Really this? The girl's mind didn't believe her vision.

“Rosaline, I caught up with you just for carrying your umbrella that was left behind.” Grey said stiffly, holding out a black umbrella to Rosaline.

“Oars?!” Rosaline. “Ta...But I don't carry an umbrella, Grey.”.

Grey didn't answer – said Rosaline. Rinai rain soaked Grey's body standing glued in front of the stop, staring at the girl without a blink.

“Rosaline...Me...”

“Grey!!” Rosaline impatiently waited for Grey to continue saying – she said, no matter how many eyes saw her at the stop, the girl bumped into the young man and hugged him tightly – tightly. “I know you must be following me, Grey, I know..”.

“Please promise never to leave me.” Grey's pinta in a barely whispering voice, the young man kissed Rosaline on the forehead and returned the arms of his best friend's girl. Close-fitting. As if they don't want to be released again.

So many eyes were looking at the stop, so many knotty smiles and whispers – whispered at the stop, so swift the rain that soaked as if it meant nothing what – was for the two teenagers. Two teenagers who have been dissolved in longing, two friends who are no longer able to hold the feeling. Let people say what, but the promise of friendship has now changed...