Boyfriend Lies

Inner

"Kabarin, aja, later brother pick up," said Sonia before pulling gas motorcycle.

I hugged the helmet, entered the school grounds alone. From the parking lot, I saw Kak Wisnu's hand waving. My feet stopped temporarily. Trying to be polite to him. For anyone, despite my problems with his friend, Vishnu is still a good man. It's worth being professional. Respecting him who respects me and ignoring him who hurts me.

"Hey, sister," I said to look fine, but my fat eyes from crying over fate yesterday, did not want to leave.

"Ra, just coming?" He sounded pleasantry, but I still answered with a single nod. "Bagas told to the roof."

Right, kan. He was just making small talk. His true intentions greeted me just to convey that.

"Why what?" I started to get lazy.

"Someone wants to talk, he said. CITO."

CITO, CITO, prescriptions of the drug should be CITO (soon).

"You don't want to go there, ah!" I refused to go and walked in.

"Eh, Ra, go there first" cried Vishnu, but did not hold back or block my steps.

"Yes, Dara will be there. That intention is also." I still said without looking at the figure of Kak Vishnu who was left behind.

"Ra, kasian, you know! On the roof, right, it's cold."

Hearing that, my body turned full of emotion. "See who's on there! That's why if you have a sin, tuh, gentle! Hadapin not only to order a courier, doang!"

As a result, the intention to honor Vishnu failed because my heart was hot again. He, anyway, uses forceful events. I obviously refused to meet that person. So, it's also affected, right!

My feet stepped back, passing the rows of motorcycles to the exit of the parking area. At least the corner of my eye did catch that figure. Really waiting for you to sit on that roof. His eyes were also on me. As much as possible I try not to seem to care about her.

The breath of the warrior is so steeped in class X-1. Occasionally looking back, even though the figure was no longer able to be caught with the naked eye. My heart is sliced again. It turns out that pretending not to care is hard, huh.

"Eh, Dara."

The girl's waving hand seemed to give me a realization. Is correct. My problem is not completely finished. There are still figures I should avoid. But it seems, avoiding him is very impossible for me to do.

"New to you, huh?"

Ah, why is his way of making small talk so boring? Already know I just arrived, still questionable anyway. I still move as if I don't care. Sit on my bench slowly, then remove the backpack strap from both shoulders.

In a hurry I took my phone out of my shirt pocket. Let it look busy. Let him not talk to her either.

"I was with Brother Bagas."

Continues to? I have to say WOW, right? Please, deh! Want you to go and jump to the end of the ravine with Kak Bagas I will not care.

"So far, Bagas also gave me info. Today get OSIS together, want to discuss the new member LDKS."

"Yes," I replied without passion.

It's really beautiful to be the real girlfriend of the Chairman of OSIS. Just entering school, already recorded as a participant of LDKS. Know there is a concept of KKN like this, mending does not need to be held recruitment. Not fair!

"Let's go there together, yeah, Dara." When I got quiet, he spoke again. "Would you, right, go with Shafir?"

"Shafir," I rebuked the new one, who wanted to take a look from the cell phone. "You know what, right, who am I?"

"I know."

Good, if you know. That way your mouth can be quiet for a while.

"You're Dara, right?"

Gosh darn. "Not that. I mean, you know, right, I'm Kak Bagas' ex?"

"You guys, right, just a fake girlfriend. Yeah, no ex, dong, it should be!"

ANJAI!

My open mouth immediately laughed without a sound. The vow! I would be crazy to sit next to him. Seriously, he's a bitch. He knows he is at another level. Detected is not curable.

Unable to say anymore, I just clenched both hands to hold back the anxiety. Hopefully with the presence of this incident, my level of patience will increase indefinitely. I don't want to end up hitting or slapping him. I'd better be damned for harboring all this vexation.

......***......

The problems around the mind seem to continue. This time Bagas himself intervened. She was unabashed, approaching me who was sitting alone at the cafeteria table. Activists eating the spicy whipped noodle soup was forced to be restrained because the nafsuku suddenly disappeared.

"Why didn't you go to the roof?" tanyakanya. He is sitting in front of me now.

"Sister, don't you want to talk to me about something."

"Omongin here, aja," I still don't want to draw the view from the bowl.

"Ra, please! Could it be?"

My breath was held. His talk just now was enough to provoke emotions and make my mood fall apart again. As much as I could, I slammed the spoon into the bowl. Making that spicy water splash everywhere.

"Sister from earlier said, right? Dara was also from earlier horrified, really. Keep the problem where? Just say, aja, why long and grubby, anyway?"

"The problem is that Brother can't talk in public like a gini," he said looking at me with reddened eyes. "It's about us, Ra."

"We?" I squinted my eyes. How easily did he say the word US? It was as if he had never sent me that farewell message.

"We, Ra," he repeated with great emphasis. "Come, come with brother."

"No way!" I clasped his hand on my arm. My attention shifted, suddenly down the canteen area. Some of them are watching and monitoring our movements. Ah, so emotional I did not realize it had been noticed by the CCTV walk.

"Ra, come with brother first, will you?" talk to him with watery eyes.

Seeing her face full of such destruction, my chest became a crowded part. Gradually the defense I made also felt slack. Not wanting to appear weak before him and everyone, I ended up shaking my head strongly. Before giving him the final decision, I took the time to gulp roundly. "Udah has no word KITA. Please don't force Dara again, sister."

...***...

Before returning home, accompanied by compulsion I continued to go to the OSIS room. The information the fox brought was correct. There is a group here. Luckily, I wasn't late. Yes, although still sitting in the back row because the front row is filled with students who want to see the senior good looks of the organization.

Still alone here. Sitting in a corner, the last place that made me the center of the spotlight. Yes, the place that time Kak Bagas kept his chin at the tip of my head. Will he do the same today? Of course it can't happen. New handler Kak Bagas has perched cheerfully in the front row. It would be crazy if he dared to approach me or even dared to keep his chin at the top of my head.

A few minutes passed, the figure that became the culprit had not yet begun the meeting came. I sometimes wonder about him. Two meetings together and he always comes late. Isn't it ashamed of the many people who are waiting?

The man entered accompanied by Vishnu the messenger. His left hand was busy carrying a laptop, while his right hand was busy carrying a charger. He put the two objects on the table, then sat in the leadership chair.

"Okay, let's just get started, yeah!" This time Kak Vishnu as the host.

I just realized that from then on Arfan's nose shaft I haven't found yet. There's only Cecilia, in the corner of the room. His head bowed because he was focusing on looking at the phone.

"The meeting today will discuss the continuation of recruitment of new members. Yesterday, you filled out the registration. Well, the selection is through LDKS or Student Leadership Basic Training. The concept was a two-day-and-one-night camp. Saturday and Sunday afternoon return. The implementation of this weekend, the location in Ciwidey," said Kak Wisnu directly at the core.

I'm glad, uh, that fast-moving meeting like this. Not grandiose to mince words like Arfan did last time. I saw Bagas begin to move, connecting the projector cable to the connection hole on his laptop. Just waiting for a while, the projection screen that was in front of us lit up.

My breath was instantly restrained. How not? The newly lit projection screen displays a photo that serves as the main page of the laptop. The photo clearly shows my smile while playing on the Cikapundung Terrace.

A flash of tightness sprung up. Many questions also suddenly passed in the mind. Why is there a picture of me? Why does he keep it? Since when did my face plastered and become his laptop wallpaper? What does Bagas really mean, anyway? Did he forget that this would be bad for my reputation? Did he forget that the orange fox was staring intently at the back?

"Bagas, really, really sweet, anyway?" comment Brother Eren who sits next to Brother Cecil.

Commented on so, Bagas only displayed a thin smile. His eyes were blankly staring at the screen. I'm confused now. Why does he look so lost, when clearly he replied to my message to say goodbye? Come on, I feel like I'm being played with now!

"Oh, yes, before discussing the list of items that must be prepared. I as moderator, would like to announce the news of the loss."

All the faces look serious.

"So, exactly yesterday. My colleague Bagas lost his phone."

My view is immediately distorted. No longer looking at the reader of the meeting agenda. The words of Kak Vishnu as justified by Kak Bagas. He seemed to nod while bowing his head deeply.

"Where's the sign, Bagas?" ask Siska, another member of OSIS.

"Morning, in the backyard, in front of the cooperative." Bagas explained the location of the incident.

Wait, sec. I'm trying to rack my brain. So, after telling me to go, Bagas was imprisoned in the backyard, right? That's where he lost his cell phone. Then who sent me a message at break time? Is it okay that the farewell message was not sent by Kak Bagas? GODDAMNIT! Dare to be right he made me misunderstand.

I don't want to be fooled like this anymore. It's so nice to have that phone holder. Last night I cried for fate and hated Bagas, but in fact the person concerned did not commit crimes against me. It was only right that from now on he insisted on wanting to talk. Turns out this is what he wanted to talk about.

I hurried to get my phone. My gut never gets wrong about this. I can already guess the figure who found and took Kak Bagas' phone.

Quietly, when attention is focused towards the front. My hand quickly opened the WhatsApp app, then pressed Kak Bagas' contact. Just wait a few seconds, the phone icon that I have pressed shows a status ringing. That means, Kak Bagas' phone is active. No need to wait long, the music of Leave the Door Open sung by Bruno Mars interrupted the hustle and bustle of this room. The mobile phone turned to coincide with me who intervened.

Sepermpak the whole room is silent. Look at each other right and left because they hear the song continuously. I walked, as well as Brother Bagas who followed looking around him. My body was only able to fixate after walking to the front row, where the orange fox was sitting quietly and looking ahead. As expected, he must be the prime suspect. Bagas overtook me, stood beside me, and stared at the same object.

That figure also raised its head. Full of confidence, he showed off a pompous smile that sucks.

"You want to arrest Shafir, okay?" whispered, but still sounded calm. "May, but instead, Shafir wants to tell everyone that your status is just a lie."

......***......