Becoming a Third Person

Vibrate Taste

Karima was busy with a pile of correction papers on her desk. The clock is almost 15:00. the Islamic Light Iman High School where Karima taught was quite quiet. There were only a few students on the basketball court. The teacher room was not as crowded as 3 hours before.

"Rim..ga's home?"

"Nand soon, it's all ashar."

Rima was still focused on his correction papers.

"It's saturday afternoon, isn't it malming?"

Nanda, a fellow teacher smilingly looked at Rima who was still single.

"It makes no difference whether Nand, malming or not."

Nanda giggles.

"Trus when is the merit if the work continues Rim?"

"Yes.inshaAllah will merit in due course."

They both giggle.

"Where is the guy who usually finds you? Long time no clique."

Deg

Karima tried to hide her face, looking down pretending to be busy with correction paper. He knew exactly who Nanda meant. It must be Adhi, because several times Adhi was waiting for him in front of the school. Why else if not to ask about Yulia when Yulia's phone is not being contacted.

"Where is Nand?"

"White, his eyes are slightly narrow, tall, and. It's like a movie star description."

Now Nanda approached and nudged Rima meaningfully.

"Where is a macem guy that's my rich girl?"

"Trus nyariin you must be rich how? The rich ustadz Afif? Cie.."

Rima just smiled as she shook her head.

"Seriously Rim..You don't like that little white guy? He has a crush on you."

"Hmm.Kaya fortune teller aja you Nand.engga he does not like me. Just a little bit of a friend."

"Be careful, everything starts from 'just friends' to 'live friends."

Rima laughed with Nanda. Trying to ease the sudden heartbeat rippled as the shadow of Adhi's face flashed across his mind.

Guys like Adhi where might be interested in me.

Rima was deep, while trying to remove the shadow of Adhi's face that suddenly felt at home in his mind.

Nanda had already disappeared from the teacher's room, leaving Rima who had already started to tidy up the correction papers on her desk. His phone suddenly rang. Ah dream what was he last night, Adhi's name appeared on the mobile screen.

"What?!"

Rima's annoyed voice instantly grabbed.

"Duh ferocious very hell be a girl, greetings first donk."

Adhi giggled at the end there.

"Ck.gayu."

"Hehehe..Rim how are you?"

"Seriously nanyain how am I?"

"Hahaha.don't be fierce donk ukhty. Seriously, I'm just like that."

"I'm good, Yulia's good too. She's out of town with her husband."

"Hehehe yes I know. Where are you again? Nopey yuk."

"I'm busy with Dhi."

"Well, how come your bike's still in the school parking lot anyway?"

Astaghfirullah, Rima patted her forehead slowly. Adhi must be in school. The little boy likes to shock.

There was the sound of Adhi's laughter.

Adhi's voice again.

"I don't want to be together with non-muhrim."

I heard Adhi sighing at the end.

"Well, where is Rim going?"

"It's none of your business, it's ah."

Rima hung up the phone without a salutation. Weary. Although there is a part of his heart that is suddenly pink.

After the ashar prayer at the school mosque, Rima walked to the motor park. The bike slowly came out of the school area. From a distance Rima saw a man standing while cross-sectioned, standing next to his car and smiling intently.

Adhi.

Rima pulled the bike over.

"What else is it?"

"Oh my goodness, cook and you can't cook Rim."

"No, I told you Yulia doesn't exist."

"You know."

"Yes, that's it."

Rima's voice was sharp and prepared to pull the motor gas again.

"Rome..Rima.wait a moment. I just want to talk."

"You two don't have to talk."

"They're very people. No two, there's my sister Nina in the cafe. Come on, Rimaa."

Rima lost. He finally followed Adhi's will. Or actually Rima wants to obey Adhi's request, only there is an upheaval in his head.

The motorbike followed Adhi's car. And 10 minutes later the three of them were already sitting in the cafe according to Adhi's 'forced request."

"Sir, this is from Mas Adhi maksaa aja ngajak Nina nemenin. It turns out to want to take Rima to meet anyway."

Nina smile.

"Biasalah Adhi, if you want it is Nin."

They both giggle.

"Mas Adhi kangen, brother."

Nina nudged Rima's arm slowly and glanced at Rima with a smile.

"I also know he misses who Nin is."

Rima pressed her lips.

"Yes, you are Rim, you are,"

Adhi's reply made Rima speechless for a few seconds. Neutralizing his heartbeat and cheeks that seemed to feel warm.

"Don't believe Nin, your mas is just a mode."

Adhi clucked pretending to be annoyed. While Nina giggled.

"Emang mas Adhi kangen who else besides Rima? The story goes to the mother of Rimaaa's sister only."

Rima pretended to be upset. Even though his heartbeat was running. The shadow of Yulia's beautiful face flashed and stopped all the madness in her chest.

Rima's self-consciousness, there's no way Adhi's thinking about you.

Rima only realized her warm hand and jerked to see Adhi's hand holding it.

"What the hell is Dhi?!!"

They're staring.