Be aground

Introductions

I looked at the guy next to me. His serious face made the feeling even more chaotic. I don't know when this feeling of unease began to feel, like there were thousands of butterflies developing their wings on my stomach. Sometimes it feels like you want to climb the stage of the match, the heartbeat feels irregular. Hurriedly avert my eyes, so that this feeling can be a little calm.

They say I'm a lucky girl, to be close to Arjun. The handsome guy idol of the Faculty, even the campus as well, it seems.

Eight years indeed I and Arjun have been friends, from the first grade of Junior High. Arjuna Dinata, when it was still a geeky and crybaby. One day I saw him bullied by the seniors, making my hero soul wake up instantly. I was already holding a green belt in taekwondo, lightly beating the seniors who bullied Arjun who then made me end up in the BP room.

Still feeling fresh in my memory, at that time my mother nagged like endless without giving me a chance to defend myself. Getting a week's suspension, not being allowed to go to school, made mom free to nag me early in the morning as if without pause.

That afternoon, while my mother was still continuing her nagging ritual on the third day I got suspended, suddenly there were guests visiting our tiny house. I felt the Lord answer my prayer, to momentarily rest my ears from the saturation of the sentence that mother repeated from the start I opened my eyes until I closed my eyes and opened my eyes again the next day.

"Let's sir, ma'am, have a seat." Mother invited the guests who came to sit while tidying up her hair that was a bit messy. His face that from the morning looks sangar suddenly turned sweet.

"Thank you, ma'am," replied the guests, a middle-aged man and a graceful woman who may still be in her mid-forties.

"Awhile I made you a drink first, yes" continued the mother when the guests were already sitting on the old sofa of our house.

"Oh, don't bother Ma'am, we're just a minute ... Sorry to interrupt Mom's time with our sudden arrival. " The female guest replied with her soft voice. Immediately fantasize, if my mother like that woman, I am very happy. Haha, I smiled to myself as I peeked at the guests from the room.

"Ah no, just drink," said the mother while moving to the kitchen.

Not long after, the mother came with two cups of warm jasmine tea and a plate of freshly fried cassava shortly before the guests arrived.

"Sweetie, so nicotine," greeted the female guest with a soothing smile.

"Hehe, this is all there is ... Please taste, "gag mother while giving her sweetest smile that I have rarely seen.

"Thank you, Mom." The guest sipped his tea gracefully.

"Uhm, if you may know what's going on with you and you come here?" ask the mother directly without further ado, ah indeed her trademark.

Women who can't talk. Others see her as a woman who does not understand manners, but to me, the mother is the person she is, not the type of person who can be sweet to others.

"Ah .. yes, look ma'am, our son Arjun has told me the chronology of Aruna beating up the seniors...."

Ahah! It turns out they are parents of geeky children that I defended the other day. Oho! His name was Arjun, but because I was weak in remembering the names of new people, I did not remember the name of the boy. Trying to sharpen my hearing further eavesdropped on the conversation of Arjun's parents and mother.

"But still my child should be punished Mom, he just want to play bashar-hajar children people, if I in the position of parents of children who are beaten will also be inflamed, Mom." Mom still doesn't seem willing to accept that I'm innocent.

"But, according to our son, Aruna had also previously warned the seniors not to disturb them, those who started playing physically." Arjun's parents continue his defense.

"O Allah, am I a changed child? Why isn't the other person defending me not my own mother?" I whispered to my heart when I saw Arjun's mother trying to convince her that I was on the right side.

Mom seemed stunned for a moment, trying to digest Arjun's parents' conversation.

"Yes, now there's no point either. My son has already suspended this." Finally, I received an explanation from Arjun's mother.

Mother looks just a mangosteen responding to her mother Arjun's talk. Arjun's parents are coming home soon, with the agreement of my mother and Arjun's parents tomorrow will meet with the principal.

Since then, Arjun and I have been best friends. Until now we are still one university and one faculty, although different majors, but we still take time to eat together when the course changes. Even going home is always together.

"Woooi is dreaming Lo!"

I gasped when Arjun's hard hand patted my back.

"Ah fucking Lo!" my grouse

"Lo's part was taught to talk even dumb."

Aaah Jun, puberty really overhauled your total image. Who would have thought the skinny cheeky geeky guy I knew before could grow up to be an athletic man, face like a prince of a fairyland. The tapered face first, has been slightly widened with a sturdy jaw as if carefully sculpted by the sculptor. His eyes that had always shone a helpless gaze behind the glasses, were now staring intently with a thick and neatly arranged eyebrow frame over his tall nostrils. If Arjun always walked down, now he walked with confidence.

"Woi, you think what the fuck is Siy? Ga kaya Runa who gwe know," he looked at it with a serious face.

"You know how you can squid!" my elak then passed from before Arjun.

"Eh is leaving ... Run ... Lo again why siy? Gwe seriously nanya." Arjun is still curious about my attitude today.

"PMS!" answer me while speeding my steps away from the guy.

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[Jun, you go home first, don't wait for me. My class again had a group work project] I wrote a whatsapp message to Arjun.

[Well, I usually wait for this] he replied shortly afterwards.

[Udah Lo first back, very chatty]

[Obinary Lo PMS gini-gini very deh feeling]

I was amazed to read his reply.

He seemed to have been watching my attitude all along.

[Where is the group working?] continued.

[Blom knows niy, I also wait for mo where he is]

Though I lied, there was actually no group work. I just wanted to take a moment away from that guy. Trying to calm the heart a little later I began not to understand. Maybe this feeling suddenly came because I was with Juna too often. Hopefully by keeping a little distance, I can neutralize this feeling again.