Boyfriend Lies

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Riska didn't stop staring at us. His eyeballs were up and down watching Kak Bagas who was still focused on staring at the phone. He finally cleared his throat with a stupefied face, his spontaneous behavior made me aware of something. Riska wants to end the silence that has been running fifteen minutes between us and wants Kak Bagas to save his phone so that it is easier to open the topic of conversation.

My hand nudged Bagas's arm, gesturing him to stop typing on the phone screen. Riska's face was like Mami's when she got me to join hands with Arfan first. He was seen in a position ready to shower Kak Bagas with various questions.

"Stand, yeah!" Bagas spoke without taking his eyes off. "For the important points to the OSIS group for the recruitment event," he explained more politely, looking at Riska and then down to the screen again.

"When is the recruitment, brother?" His face changed. Riska who was about to interrogate Kak Bagas about our relationship turned interested in the recruitment of OSIS members.

The phone is placed next to the hand. Bagas began to answer that question. "It's tomorrow. Wednesday night canceled because the concept has not mateng."

Ah, true. Arfan once said that the opening of new members of OSIS will be held on Wednesday.

"You still want to join, Ra?" Riska looks curious.

"Lho, you want to join OSIS?" Bagas also looked at my face.

I gulped, twisting the eyeballs with an empty mind. For this, I have to think about it carefully. I used to be excited to join because there was Arfan, my lover. But now the conditions are different. I have to think badly about being close to her ex and her new boyfriend.

"Not to be afraid" said Bagas beside me. His slow and heavy voice was able to draw my attention to turning my head. The look in his eyes that were so shady managed to bewitch me so that he could not speak words. "Now Adek has a brother. If you want to join, yes, join, aja. Don't, think of the ex. The future is clear, right?"

"Anjai!" Riska's shout made me blink and stop staring at the handsome object. His teeth were seen biting his lower lip with anxiety. "Gue has what sins, Ra? Yesterday saw your intimacy with the lizard was more than enough to know."

Bagas laughed at Arfan who was nicknamed the Lizard by my own friend. "If he's a lizard, what am I, dong?" ask her in the laughter.

"Sister hasn't been nicknamed because he hasn't qualified."

"What conditions?" sahutku who silenced Kak Bagas' mouth when he was about to ask as well.

"The signal is between evilin or your happiness. If the option chosen Kak Bagas ngebahirin you, means the nickname he dapet will be better than the Lizard."

Huh! There-there he is.

"I choose happyin Dara."

One smile was engraved on my face when I heard that.

"Ah, which is true? It used to be the Lizard's intention to be happyin Dara, but play serong also." This is what Riska wanted to ask earlier. Examining Kak Bagas's face to see how serious it is to me.

I chose to look down with a thin smile. A speck of guilt runs in the heart. Riska cares so much for me, my relationship was meticulous so that the incident was thrown out in public did not happen again. What would it be like if he knew our relationship was just a fake girlfriend?

"If Dara is able to survive until the end, I will take good care of him."

The answer felt familiar. Don't I have the same motto? As long as he doesn't let go of my hand first, then I will try to give my best. It means the same thing, right?

I ventured to look at Kak Bagas who had dived into my face with a smile. Instead of being touched and replying to his chatter, I smiled while holding back a laugh. Ah, if he were an actor, would have bought the nomination trophy from various awards. Expression, look in the eyes, until the sound is too perfect. People must have thought he loved a Dara Dwiana so much.

"OK, off!"

"Huh?" peekikku do not understand the reason. Why did Riska rush to give her blessing, anyway?

"Kok, huh, anyway?" Bagas is back to sound. "Should have been, dong, brother already got the blessing."

"Don't, Brother diem first!" I raised my voice a little. "Why are you okay?" I started interrogating Riska.

"She's a reflection of you!"

Me and Bagas ended up looking at each other.

"Moto dating, aja, same as want to give the best. Uda, you guys fit in. I support the end anyway."

...***...

My hand waved off Riska's departure with her bike. Now only the remaining motorbike and Kak Bagas are still faithfully displayed in the parking lot.

Riska stopped insisting on flanking my motorcycle until home because she had entrusted it to Kak Bagas.

"Sister Bagas," called me as we walked side by side in the parking lot.

"Abang," error.

"There's no one either."

"Grandfather!" The call held our steps to stand face to face. "Abang, didn't you say today our contract started. Want someone or not, Adek still must call brother."

I exhaled first before replying. "Yes, yes, yes. Brother!"

"Why?" His hands began to pry the contents of the jacket pocket to find the motor key.

"Why did I go to—"

"Sir," he demanded that even cut my words.

"God! Aye!" my screams are unbearable. "Why did you go to the cafeteria? Kan, I told you to wait in the parking lot."

"Ih, there's a temen adek. She's surprised to know, isn't she?"

"Times, anyway?" Bagas has managed to find the key to his motorcycle. "I mean, he's mediocre, really."

"There are a lot of other students too, what if they know?" My tone has started to rise.

"She, we're a contract date, not a backstreet date, okay?"

I'm mute. Yeah, yeah, that's right. Why am I so sweet? Wouldn't it be great, if our relationship spread quickly?

"Come on!" suddenly bring.

"Huh?" I still haven't come to my senses because I think of the image of being Chairman OSIS' girlfriend.

"Come, go home, baby!" it looks so light without any burden.

...***...

He really escorted me home. I deliberately stopped in front of the fence, took off the helmet, then waited for him to do the same. Spontaneous my eyes do not blink, the charm of a Bagas Raharja riding a big motorbike is removing the helmet in front of the eyes. His head until swaying to the right-left to maintain the position of the hair on the forehead to keep it looking neat. Sweat sweat was visible on both cheeks, she took off the gloves while exhaling softly.

"Sir, don't bring a motor later, yes!"

I didn't heed the request that sounded like an order. My brain is full of things because he keeps calling me adek even though school hours are over.

"Dad?" call him so that I can immediately crush him.

I looked away and blinked a few times. "What's wrong, anyway? How, Dara can't bring a motor?" Actually, I deliberately inserted Dara's name because I wanted to hear her reaction.

"Related. Adek very slowly. Mending's getting picked up, aja, huh?" His eyes look clear. He must be exhausted because he had to compensate for the speed of my motorbike which is still at 30km/h.

"No, ah!" I looked at the motor for a moment. Want to be offered a hundred times, I will not want to be taken to school with that motorcycle.

"Well, why? My brother will also not be fiddling his way."

"That's not the case," I used to feel ashamed. "If you ride your bike, my skirt can ride a lot."

Bagas did not answer. He just blinked his eyes with a gaping mouth. Maybe he thinks all women like riding big bikes, but I don't want to ride them. In addition to his less spacious seat, I also have to mengikhlaskan seen the thigh by everyone I pass.

"Do you need to bring a car?"

"Huh? Can you?" My eyes narrowed. Not believing in his abilities.

"Can."

I fell silent, thinking fast. If you really go back and forth by car, will not a school break? I did want everyone to know about this relationship, but didn't want to be too quick either.

"Where?" his question forced me to respond quickly.

"Hem, what if I'm like this?" Ideas appear so quickly in plain sight. "Motor Abang tipped here, later went to school with Dara motorbike. How's it?" It seems, he doesn't mind me calling myself by his own name. It was proven that he had done it twice, but he did not react like he did in the school parking lot.

Bagas exhaled a heavy breath before finally succumbing. "Yes, that's. Brother nurut, aja."

"okay." My smile was so happy that she had gotten approval.

"Eh, yes. Fitting in class brother did not accidentally see IG Adek."

I looked at him seriously, listening intently to what he wanted to say.

"Kok, there are still photos of Arfan, anyway?"

"There is." I answered quickly while raising my voice.

"There was. Try checking again. Adek's pictures mostly tagged the guy."

"Well! Masa, anyway?" So in disbelief, I ended up checking Instagram. There are only three photos left and there is no Arfan face. "There is!" I showed the screen of the phone that lit up in front of him.

"It." Bagas pointed at the photo of my hands and face in turn. "Try Adek open and read the caption."

The phone returned to sight, not waiting for a long photo that I pressed appeared filled the screen. Suddenly my eyes opened. Why can I be so careless as to not read the caption in these last three posts. His caption is really problematic.

"Still time, yes, the caption? If it's still time, change it, just. So, taken by the ex." he sneered with his lips raised next door.

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