Anime: An Eternal Story

About feelings, confessions, and evidence

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"Wih, what a thrill, here. Join dong!" Exclaimed Zio who just came with a basketball and sports uniform attached to his body.

He sat down beside Aryanaka, deliberately putting his hands full of sweat on the boy's shoulder. Make Aryanaka yell at him strongly, "Call Lo anjir!"

Zio raised next to his eyebrows songong, "Castful, right? Sweat is expensive!"

"Snurvy!"

Making the three people who witnessed it compactly resisted laughter. The two guys if met unceasingly fought mouth. Like, there was an endless fierce atmosphere between the two.

"Zianna~" call Zio in a sombre tone. Make Zianna shudder.

Zio clucked softly while shaking his head, then turned to look at Keylara, "Key, Lo's best friend is as good as what, anyway? He's just stressed, I'm stressed." Her chirps.

Aryanaka's eyebrows had already swooped in restraining the vexation. Already, Zio is indeed worthy of the award as the greatest human being in raising the tension of others like Aryanaka.

"Zia, if I'm a fruit. What fruit do you think fits me?" Zio asked random while raising his eyebrows cool.

Keylara and Kevandra giggled at that.

Honestly, Zio is a cool guy, really. Although a bit disturbing. But if balanced with people who are frequency, Zianna believes that they will be a blend that is very suitable to entertain the hearts of others.

Zianna seemed to think, making Zio look at her impatiently. He was half dead. Hoping that Zianna would call herself someone as sweet as a fruit. Or Zianna answered him with sweet words.

"So, Zia, what fruit am I?"

"Durian."

"Pfft," Aryanaka, Keylara, and Kevandra compactly held their laughter.

Making Zio snort, "Why durian?"

"Much durinya! Ahaha!" Keylara and Kevandra cried together, then bertos using both hands.

So compact.

His compute hoops to the point of making Zio have to desperately resist the irritation of seeing the behavior of the couple. Netraya turned to look at Zianna asking for an explanation. But what he saw, Zianna even closed her mouth and laughed.

When Zianna lifted her head, and her gaze accidentally collided with Zio, Zianna then cleared her throat, "Sorry, I mean Lo rich durian that has its own characteristics."

"Gini, suppose the smell of durian is rich in behavior Lo. That is, if anyone does not like it, they do not really like it. But if anyone likes it, he will definitely like it, even love can die."

The answer made Zio mesam-mesem himself feel kegeeran. "So you like durian?"

"No." It was not Zianna who answered, but Aryanaka. "Zianna doesn't like the smell. Make sick." Aryanaka continued by pressing the last two words.

Very violent.

Making Zio let out a smile, replaced with a flat face. Because indirectly, Aryanaka said that his behavior that was supposed to smell durian made Zianna sick.

Is his behavior that cool?

It sucks!

"Sorry, can you join me, right?"

The soft voice of a girl then stopped their excitement. Soon they turned to look at the source of the voice from behind Zianna's chair.

The new student.

Alias Nadine's.

The jduar!

Zianna's appetite disappeared swept away by the wind that very second. Aryanaka. Keylara and Kevandra smiled awkwardly. With the exception of Zio who was astonished to see this sudden change of atmosphere.

His forehead frowned, "This is not the same person Lo digosipin?" His whisper to Aryanaka.

Making Aryanaka cluck in return. Reluctant to answer. And, as if understanding, then Zio did not ask anymore. It seems that the gossip does cause misunderstanding in some people so that it makes the four people who sit at the same time with him feel uncomfortable with the new student aka Nadine.

Seeing that the four people had no intention to answer, then he alone would speak up. "Sorry, deck. Full up. There's a lot of empty benches, anyway." Zio's true voice was very disrespectful.

Words mean double. And, of course, wrong if according to Indonesian language learning. Zio's words, such as saying that their seats were full so Nadine could not join. But actually, the meaning of Zio's words is, Nadine is not welcome to sit here, so just go, do not have to join us. So.

It's cruel, isn't it?

But it's okay.

Zio los's.

Seen, Nadine forced a smile, "Oh, yes brother. Sorry, yeah."

Zio just nodded casually.

With a stiff movement Nadine walked away from the table, but before that she paused for a moment. Pulling a sweet smile looked at Aryanaka, "Kak Naka, got a greeting from papa Lingga."

The five people at the table were silent. While Aryanaka just pulled a smile, "Thank you."

***

Keylara shook his head in thought after Nadine walked away from their table. "Crazy, so smooth."

"What?"

"Tact!"

Kevandra who heard that frowned confusedly, "what tactics?"

"Whose behavior?" Kevandra also drew his body, "His behavior is attention, or ... he who approached Aryanaka using implied code?"

Keylara cried out in amazement, "Both!" Then covered both cheeks Kevandra proud, "Lo emang my guy, Ay."

Keylara took her back to where she was, looking at Aryanaka seriously. "So, Lo realized, didn't he try to make Lo?" Ask Keylara.

Aryanaka sighed, whereas Zianna just rolled her eyes lazily. Hey, can you stop this discussion? Zianna's murky heart became darker because of it.

"Heh, I agree that Lo is with him. Let Zia be with me." Zio chirps casually while sipping Aryanaka's juice.

Makes Aryanaka reflex to clap her head, "Jus I bego!"

"Alah, nyomot dikit doang too. Very cheapskate Lo!" Zio's yell doesn't take it.

"Jigong Lo anjir!"

"My jigong smells good, you should be grateful!"

"Dirty! Drink all sono!"

"Yes, Thanks!"

***

Everyone admits, Nadine is indeed a beautiful woman. He is tall with a well-proportioned body. Her face is smooth and looks soft. Also, his graceful behavior seemed to meet the physical criteria of all men in this world.

But fuck that. Because compared to everything Nadine has, Aryanaka would prefer Zianna. Just Zianna. Enough with Zianna by his side. Not more or less.

"Gue doesn't care about anyone who likes me. Well, I admit I'm a handsome no match. But,"

Wait a minute, Zianna wanted to roll her eyes lazily for a moment hearing Aryanaka's sky-high trust.

"I'm horrified, Na. No matter who likes me, I don't care. Because all I want is Lo. Not anyone else."

Aryanaka pulled out both of Zianna's palms and carried her into the lap. Staring at Zianna inside, "Get me again. Because I won't repeat my rare words if you accidentally swipe." He said seriously.

Making Zianna stuck in an inch. Inner fixated. As if, the word Aryanaka would say would really surprise him.

"Na, everyone knows that feelings don't always have to be expressed through words. Because the words spoken are not necessarily the truth." That's the opening line of Aryanaka's statement this time. As if making Zianna aware and guessing what to say next.

"Gue," Aryanaka pointed to himself, "Gue rarely realises my feelings to elo because in my opinion, love is not enough with recognition. But the evidence."

Zianna's guess was wrong. Because he thought, Aryanaka will immediately declare that Aryanaka loves him. It was not felt that he would explain what had been the question that Zianna was waiting for because she felt that the question was not important.

"Na, I think with me give real evidence that I love the same Lo through the action is enough to make the universe silenced and not ngusik us anymore. But it was not," Aryanaka took a pause by taking a moment's breath, then continued, "The universe is not enough with that, Na. The universe also needs a direct confession from me for real."

Aryanaka looked more and more at Zianna who was fixated seriously, "Lo must always believe in me. Because without me saying, my feelings to Lo from the past until now will remain the same. It won't change anything or anyone. I," Aryanaka closed her eyes in a breath, to say the rare words she would let out afterwards.

"Gue really loves Lo, Na. As much as love and affection until I also do not know, this taste is as big as it is now."

I don't know since when, Zianna's eyes are already glazed now."Arya, thanks—"

"Na, I know this is too much aka alay for both of us. But," Aryanaka pulled his hand and hid his head above the bent knee, "astaga, Na. How am I supposed to?" Erang Aryanaka with her frustration.

With tears almost dripping down, Zianna chuckled at the moans. Rubbing the corner of her watery eyes, Zianna raised Aryanaka's head, then carried the body in her arms.

"Thank you." The whisper, "Without Lo saying I know too. I understand and I understand too. Because, I'm just as rich Lo."

Aryanaka took off the hug, fixed her sitting position then looked back at Zianna, "Na—"

"Arya," interrupted Zianna, "gue also rarely express my feelings to elo because I also feel if it is not necessary. What matters is that we know and understand each other. That'sthat's enough. But now we really have to show the same universe." Clearly Zianna made Aryanaka gasp.

***

"Gue actually did not like when Nadine began to show her behavior that sneeketin Lo. But yeah, how else."

Aryanaka frowned, "Unfortunately I like the time in deletin as much as him? Yes, no, Na." Exclaims. "Some, 'how else' is that what Lo means?"

Zianna sighed as she looked at Aryanaka, "Ar, that feeling of someone's rightfully belonging to someone. And we can't judge that." Zianna took a pause, "On the feelings of Nadine to elo, honestly I also do not accept. But wherever it is, it's his business. And the rich Lo said yesterday, we don't have the domain to interfere with his business."

Aryanaka chuckled amusedly hearing that, "Lot only this time Lo covered her chest about this."

A long conversation filled by this confession of feelings happened on top of their school building. Well, rooftop school to be precise.

After the cafeteria, they got an announcement that the freeclass would be extended until the second break. It makes students happy as well as lazy. If the end will only be empty hours like this, why not just go home?

Or that is, why would they leave school if the edges would only freeclass like this?

And, this freeclass is used by Aryanaka and Zianna to study independently on the school building. At once, brainstorm and express feelings in order to face the destiny game that the universe gives.

"Ar, when you have a dinner appointment with Kalingga, Nadine there are nempel-nempelin Lo, no?" Zianna asked the origin but the originals were also curious. His hands and eyes focused on writing the practice answer when asking that question.

Aryanaka who was playing a pencil with a sharpener in the form of a Yellow Dino Zianna then stopped the action, frowning amusedly, "Amit-amit. Think he's a dedemit can nempelin people? Meningan also plastered wealth!" Sahut Aryanaka with an unrelenting voice.

It seems Aryanaka has added Nadine in the list of names of people she does not like. So that he will be sensitive if the name of the person is revealed.

"Yeee, relax dong. I'm just nanya. You're already rich. Without even being told, the wealth will be Nempelin Lo mulu." Zianna Cibir.

"Amen." Sahut Aryanaka made Zianna forced to publish a discordant smile.

They then continue the learning activities with a relaxed, calm, and peaceful. Until finally,

Brak!

"WOI, IT'S BAD YOU TWO ARE HERE WITHOUT INVOLVING US!"

–to be continue–