Black Pen

26

It was late afternoon, the weather was so cloudy, a sign of the rain coming soon, along the way home we told him many things, including the days of High School and the state of Akbar for the last three months.

"What are you doing while there's me?". The question came out of my mouth. My curiosity doesn't make me want to hide it, that's how I am. When I love someone, everything I have to know. Even if our relationship has ended.

"Me? , why why what, just work." Sahut Akbar's.

"That's not what I mean, don't pretend to be selfish". I'm a little upset.

"You mean Annisa?" . He answered casually with a smile. Maybe to him my question sounds funny, but to me it's really annoying.

" Who else is it?". I snapped a little, strange indeed if talking about Annisa my blood suddenly rose just like that.

" Why are you? jealous? haha" . Akbar laughed, he was so happy to see me burning with jealous flames.

" Well, he's my best friend, you know, why are you doing this to me?". I let go of my embrace.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I promise I won't do it again, so what? in sorry about you?" . Akbar started to taunt me.

I paused for a moment, trying to hide my irritation.

" Some times I played to his house, met his family, never known his girlfriend." Akbar spoke in a flat tone.

" So you're actually dating?" . I don't know why it hurts so much to hear Akbar's confession, I don't feel my tears dripping.

" Yes, Annisa and I were dating, but not for long ." Said.

" But do you know he has a girlfriend?, why do you want to be made the second?, you left me for the sake of him who obviously does not love you". I can't stand the crying I can't hide anymore.

"Yes, I know, but that feeling can't be lied to".

"When did you like him?". Ask a question hoping to get a satisfactory answer .

"I'm just a prankster, after all this is over, sorry if it makes me hurt you."

"Of course it hurt me". I snapped at him, the old wound that had started to dry was apparently wet again.

"I'm sorry I'll never hurt you again. " I was silent to hear his words. Many times he apologized, but it was hard for me to forgive him, even though the door of my heart was open for him.

Suddenly it rained very heavily, Akbar ignored him, he continued to drive his motorbike casually.

" We're looking for a restroom". I held back the pee that since at Akbar's house I wanted to throw away.

"Where? , you will not be bored, after all you will also reach your house."

"But I can't stand it".

"Yes, I'm patient with this." co".

I who could not bear to urinate since I was at Akbar's house. Finally peed in her pants. Haha if I remember that afternoon, it was a shame. It's like a baby, peeing everywhere. How humiliating.

"What's this?". Warm water flushed the back seat of the motorbike, the urine hit the black shirt and shorts.

" I'm sorry, I didn't mean it! , hehe". I endured the shame, the shame I could not hide. Really embarrassed. That's what I did to her.

"Aaght, you . It's so dirty."

"And I told you to find a restroom, you're not horrifying."

"Why did you stay at my house?".

" I'm ashamed of your mother, hehe sorry". I said with a small laugh.

Dicky looked upset, he drove his motor matic at high speed, immediately the feeling of shame and guilt came simultaneously.

The streets went back into silence before finally the sound of laughter echoed breaking the silence among the sounds of rain.

"Hahaha, you're so funny. I swear this is the first time I've been peedin girl" The sound of her laughter did not entertain me at all even I started to get annoyed with all the ridicule.

"Tomorrow I bring diapers, if you want to meet. Haha" Along the way he kept talking alone mocking me while giggling.

I who felt guilty and annoyed just fell silent to his ridicule.