Be aground

The old story repeated again

The noise of the alarm from my phone jolted me awake. Still with half-closed eyes and a lazy feeling to wake up, I tried to reach the smartphone on the little bedside nightstand to turn off the alarm. After groping so many times, I could not find that thing there. I had to pull out the blanket to be fully awake.

The cold air of the city of Bandung that goes into the room in the hole of the air, successfully made netraku open perfectly. I didn't find my phone where I used to put it. After waking up completely, I realized that it was still in the bag of pants that I was wearing.

Last night, after Arjun drove me home, the drowsiness that had been lingering these few days could no longer stand me. I fell asleep as soon as my head touched the pillow, without having time to change clothes and clean myself. It turned out to be so excruciating, that I couldn't sleep for days. After the feeling was finally reciprocated, then I was able to rest my mind.

I pulled my phone out of my pants pocket, on the screen there were several missed call notifications six times a call, whatsapp messages as much as five hundred. Ignoring all the incoming messages and calls, I hurried to the bathroom for the ablution, the digital clock on my phone already showed at 05:30.

The cold water wudu made all the nerves in my body wake up, feeling refreshing. As soon as I finished praying, I took the time to check the incoming call. From mom and Arjun, each called me three times a night. Really good sleep last night, not bothered at all with the incoming dial tone. Choosing to put mom first, I pulled the call back option.

"Assalamualaikum, son ..." said the mother from the end of the joint after three times the connecting tone. Mother's tone of voice sounded rather weak, not as usual full of energy.

"Sound mom? How's mom lemes' voice?" manyworry.

There was the sound of the mother coughing before replying, "it's just a common cold. Where were you last night? Why hasn't the phone been picked up so many times?"

"Egypt, Mom. A few days ago I was always up late."

"Mother worries .. You're on the phone not picked up, mom sms not answered either." Back mother's voice coughed in between her breath that sounded a bit stingy.

"Mother, sure it's just a cold cough? Why is the sound of mother's breath so tight?" My worry started to spread.

"Not to worry, I'm fine. What time are you in college today?" it was clear my mother was trying to shake off my worries.

"Hour eight ... Am I going to Depoknya in the afternoon, ma'am?"

"Then is tomorrow a holiday?"

"I'm truant for a day."

"No, mom is fine. You don't miss college. He said he wanted to graduate fast."

"Yes, but I'm really sure you're okay?" I want to make sure again.

"Yes, real mom is okay. Been there ready for college. Entar. I'm just missing," insisted the mother.

"Yes, I'll see you Saturday, ma'am." I finally gave up.

Somehow there was a signal not okay from the tone of the mother's voice even though mother tried to convince me that she was okay. However, I do not want to dissolve in worry. Mother says negative energy can ruin something good.

After I hung up my phone with my mom, I started opening the messaging app. Checking incoming messages. Most are just from the group and of course there is a message from Arjun. A warm feeling creeped out as my finger squeezed the name of Arjun I wrote 'my boy' on the contact list. Smiling myself remembering that name I had kept like that long before realizing my feelings for her.

Turns out he sent me a message from last night.

21.00: [Lo Uda is asleep?]

22.00: [Have a nice dream my sunshine.]

22.30 : [Gue even so can not sleep mind Lo 😌]

I smiled reading the message, if another guy greeted me like that I might have shuddered amusedly. It is true, when it comes to matters of the heart, everything will feel difficult to explain with logic.

I just put down my phone and was about to go to the bathroom, a message came back in, the name 'my boy' on the screen. I rushed back to pick up the smartphone, opened the message Arjun had sent.

[Newly awake?] inscribed.

[Udah from earlier, anyway. Just finished my mother] reply.

He quickly returned to reply [Oh, is it your mother? I haven't been to Bandung for a long time].

[Say you're healthy, anyway. It's just my feeling to say otherwise.] My reply expressed concern.

[Do not worry too much. Your mother is a strong woman 🤗]

[yeah... Btw you have tidied mo leaving huh? I haven't taken a shower] type me when capturing the watch face on the phone screen already shows at seven o'clock.

[Hahaha, the pantesan asemnya get here. Yeudah took a bath there. I'll pick it up soon.]

[OK. C u] hurry I put my salary back to the nightstand. Half ran to the bathroom.

It didn't take long, I was ready to start my activities. This time I pegged my face in the mirror for a long time. Putting eyeliner and a little mascara on my lashes that are not too flick, a little lip balm to give color to my pale lips.

"Yes, let me out" I said without making any pleasantries.

"Nr ...." Arjun disconnects.

Once again, I made sure of my appearance today. My straight hair only I pinch half to the back of the head, the face I used to peel today looks a little fresh thanks to the thin makeup I put up. The short-sleeved pastel purple shirt as well as the denim skirt I wore, made my appearance today a little different from the previous days of wearing only a collared shirt and jeans. I was a little hesitant about my appearance today. Worried that Arjun was caught off guard by my change, but seeing the numbers on the clock on the table, made me ignore the worries that had stopped by.

"Sorry, wait a minute" I said to Arjun as he opened the fence lock.

This morning she looked more radiant, with a plain gray sweater paired with slim fit jeans, making her look relaxed but elegant. Maybe a little more I described it, but today Arjun does look more charming in my eyes than usual. It could be because the heart is blooming, so I see it like that.

Not immediately answering, Arjun just looked at me with a dikulum smile.

"Why are you smiling? Strange how I look today?" I'm a little sorry about my decision to change my appearance.

"No, the more beautiful," he praised with a slightly blushing face.

"Thank you" I said a little awkwardly.

"No jam, huh?" ask me to dispel the awkwardness that suddenly just present.

"Hopefully not ... Yuk," he said as he opened the car door for me.

"Well, breakfast, not yet?" arjun asked when the car had left my housing complex.

"Eh, not yet ... Last night I called my mother, bales-balesin chat, you know it was seven o'clock," I replied with a grin.

"Nih mama bekelin apple pie." Arjun thrust a box of considerable size into my hand.

"Well, I'm sure you're the best," my praise opened Arjun's gift box. Instantly my saliva suddenly flooded.

Apple pie made by Mama Arjun is the most champion, I have not found a match of apple pie made. The pie crust is more layered and crispy, the apple caramel combined with the taste of cinnamon, not too sweet so it makes me often unconsciously spend a few pieces.

"Eh, have you eaten the pie, Jun?" I only realized when the last piece was only half.

"Top ... That's my breakfast too, siy. But yes, my girl turned greedy too" he said with a face holding back laughter.

"Yes ... I'm sorry," I regret putting on a guilty face.

Arjun looked up, glanced at me, then thrust out a tissue.

"Lo's clothes are broken just like pie crumbs, huh." His laughter broke again.

Seeing him laugh like this alone made my heart beat back abnormally. Wrong attitude. Never imagined I would fall in love and be in a relationship more than just a friend with this guy. There was actually a bit of doubt in my heart. Whether I fell in love with Arjun because of his personality, or just like other girls who admire him because of his physical appearance.

If indeed I like it without looking at the physical, why did this feeling just appear when Arjun's appearance had changed. Why not from the beginning the feeling is present, when togetherness between us has been intertwined for many years.

"Sorry, I don't want to play lo, really," said Arjun when I just kept quiet not to return the taunts.

"Jun, why do I even feel the same as the girls who chase you, huh?" those words just jumped off my lips.

"What do you mean, how?" he asked in astonishment at the sentence I had just uttered.

"Where if I suddenly become like you because of the mere look," I said.

"Gue guess anyway, no. If you like me just because of the physical appearance, from the first lo ga will feel at home for a long time my deket right."

I'm trying to understand what Arjun said. I'm also confused as to what kept me from being his best friend all this time. Obviously, I feel comfortable with him. Although surrounded by many friends, but I never felt their sincere feelings. Only Arjun is always loyal. Someone once said that Arjun was just using me to protect him, but I didn't seem to care.

Like finding a puzzle piece, that's how I felt when I got close to the guy. He seemed to linger at me for a long time listening to me tell stories. Although his daily life is always with me, but he never seems to get tired of listening to my story.

"Why is it all of a sudden?" His voice this time sounded serious.

"Gue is still in doubt about how I feel about you, Jun. I was afraid of just a momentary feeling, while you've liked me for a long time" I explained.

"Gue doesn't care, you don't get away from me, I'm already happy. Two weeks ago you said that, stress me out."

There was a seriousness that I caught from his tone of voice. Scrape a patch of doubt that had awakened earlier. Hopefully this is not just a momentary feeling. May Arjun be the harbour of my heart. I don't have much experience in relationships. Arjun is the first guy who is able to make my mind chaotic, as well as comfortable. I'm not good at naming every taste that grows on my chest. However, as I know for sure, he is currently the only one who is able to mess up the vocabulary in my brain.