Behind Ayesha's Silence

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"If so, why, Miss Pineapple?" Ayesha pursed her thin lips. Waving hands to Ocha and Sachi on the smartphone screen. "Bored of knowing, Ma'am, set-up continue to like this? Is Ayesha a robot? If Aysha wants to, Ayesha can, go to the bookstore herself. No need to be accompanied by a pineapple."

"Hello, Girls!" Without waiting for any response from Madam Nanas, Ayesha greeted her close friends. Closing doors, locking to the maximum. "Which kenzy, huh?" 

"So soon she said, Girl!" 

"He'emh, he said he's OTW home from the main futsal venue. Cieeeh, you're a heavy miss, Sha?"

Ayesha defended herself firmly. "Dih, acquaintances are not yet, the time is gone, anyway? Wear heavy anyway, huh? What kind of girl am I, try?"

Ocha who is increasingly engrossed in the gum, joking, "Yes, the next time the virus has stolen the start? Haha …!"

"Well, that's right. Plus the curious virus plus plus plus, hihihihi …!" Sachi timpal without feeling sinful made Ayesha laugh freely, freely. He was not bothered at all with their laughter. Instead, he was comforted. At least, there were still those who could understand how he was. "Ready on us, Cha."

"Okay, Big Brother Boss!" Sahut Ocha no less frenzied than Sachi. "I'm ready to be Pagar Ayu, anyway, not just a video call friend. Hahahaha, a standby friend must be gini. Hihi."

"Agreed, agreed!" Sachi continued to chimed in with his ripple. Full spirit's. "Yes, I'm ready too, so Fencing Ayu but …!"

"But, if you've lost fifteen kilos, right, Chi?" Ayesha shot her friend directly which was a little contained but always felt that tendency with his leisure. "Alright, Chi! Believe me, you are not overweight. Geez! After all, we are, right, only seventeen years old? Doesn't matter, is it our body shape? His name is also in a time of growth!"

"Eh, hello, Kenzy!" Sumringah, Ocha receives a video call from the most handsome, smart, strong and humble men in her school. "Girls, rise, this is Kenzy!" He said after successfully connecting a video call from Kenzy. 

"Hello, Kenzy!" Sachi who precedes greeting. "I'm Sachi, Ocha's most cute, sweet, funny, kind-hearted friend but not som---"

"Don't listen to him, Kenzy!" Cut Ocha without feeling a bit. "All that is just imaging, hihihihi …!"

"Ye, huh?" Sachi protest was unacceptable. "Geez! Kenzy, can't she see all that from her smartphone screen?" 

"Oh, yes. You're a good boy, really. Nice to meet you." Polite, full of authority, Kenzy responds to Sachi's passionate. Throw a sincere smile to all. 

"Well, what did I say?" Sachi's head was enlarged automatically. 

"Kenzy, who was silent but misbehaved, is called Ayesha." Again and again Ocha gave Ayesha. "His full name is Ayesha Tazkiya. Seventeen years old, school at Puteri Indonesia High School Yogyakarta. For hobbies, habbit, pet, ideals and others, you can ask directly with the person. Take it easy, relax, enjoy .. Ayesha her son is very good, really. You will not be bitten or whatever it is that makes the injury fitting acquaintance later. Hidhi. Hihi."

***

It had been ten minutes Madam Nanas was waiting beside the car but Ayesha had not come out yet either. It was very anxious, a snatch but could do nothing, of course. The girl who has a small mole on the tip of the chin in the form of betel leaf, has been waiting for her to wait there. Do not go to the room in any form. Point. 

"Hello, good afternoon, Ndoro Jeng Laksmi!" Clumsy, a little nervous, Sister Namas picked up the phone Bude Laksmi who almost died because Ayesha did not come. Earlier, refused the time to be picked up by Pakde Haryo. He said he wanted to go alone, with Mr. Tardi and Mbak Nanas. "Sorry, we're just leaving. Ndoro Alit hasn't finished changing his clothes."

"Oh, thank goodness then, Miss Pineapple. Fine, fine. We wait, yeah?" Although it cannot be said completely, Bude Laksmi became relieved here. "Be careful on the road huh, Miss Pineapple?" 

"Well, Ndoro Jeng Laksmi. Thank ye. Sorry, if it's been a hassle."

"Oh, no. Not a hassle at all, though. We're glad Ayesha wants to come home." 

"Oh, Latitude, Latitude!" Bude Laksmi is really concerned. "Lha wong, would you like to meet Ayesha, even like this? Why are you, Lintang? Don't you like meeting Ayesha?"

"No, Mom!" Pakde Haryo represents Lintang in response to the words of Bude Laksmi. "It's called love fever, hahahaha …!"

"Ah, Father. I'm really sick of this, you know. How, even being eeledekin? Not fun!"

Bude Laksmi laughed softly between affection and feeling funny with the condition of Mas Lintang. "Already, already. Your romom is just kidding, Latitude. Here, drink the ginger tea first, let's eat your body."

"Some, you're funny, latitude!" Pakde Haryo helped him sit down. "Looks cold, indifferent but want to meet girls just how ya, uprooted? That's not the case, according to Father."

***

"What, Mika?" Eyang Putei was more than surprised, many times over. "So you've been living in Vino's house all this time?" 

Aunt Mika nodded. He could no longer afford to hide this fact from the Princess. Never hide, to avoid is no longer possible. Caught wet.

"Oh my God, Mika!" 

"Sorry, Mom. I haven't been honest with Mom."

"Hmm, Mica?" 

"Yes, at that time, right .. Yes, Mas Vino himself, you know, Mom, who asked me to stay there. The same house as Ayesha. You supported me back then, didn't you?" 

Up here the Princess could only take a sip of regret. Not one bit in his mind if it would be like this. 

"Mom!"

"Yes, Mika. At that time I was glad you were there. Someone is talking about Ayesha. At least someone cooked for him. Someone's taking the shuttle too."

Aunt Mika nodded her head. "Lha keep going, where's the problem, ma'am? I'm not wrong, am I, Mom? I mean, maybe Ayesha's still heartbroken, Mom. Losing Ayumi is not something light, Mom. It hurts a lot pa--"

"Lha that, you know!" The Princess pointed at Aunt Mika's forehead. It was obvious how much Eyang Princess was disappointed as well as angry towards him. Not out of thought, how can Aunt Mika actually be childish? 

"Hehe .. Yes, Mom. I'm sorry."

"For?"

"Yes, that's .. The same with Ayesha yesterday. Really, Mom, I didn't accidentally slap her. That's just a moment's emotion, Mom. Trust me the same."

Eyang Princess throbbing. Looking sharp and deep. "Honestly, Mika! There's no way Ayesha's not being as polite as that's if you don't make trouble with her."