Boyfriend Lies

Look Good Only

From that day on, I never talked about Cecilia again. Never wanted to fish because Kak Arfan's reaction was too sparkling. She seemed to admire Cecilia and was too clearly showing it.

I don't like that, but I can't forbid Kak Arfan to do it. I better close my eyes, behave that all is well. Referring to the motto of living in a dating version of myself, I will do everything to the maximum as long as he does not let go of me first.

After all, if you look at Brother Arfan still in looking at me properly. The worry of losing her instantly crashed the moment I realized that fact.

"Honey, next Wednesday there will be the recruitment of OSIS." He even kept his word, telling me about this.

I smiled with gratitude. "I can join, right, yeah?" Just make sure, pleasantries as usual.

"Tube, yes. Brother Seneng even, every Wednesday we can go home together."

Ah, the second gratitude I offer today.

"Nobody goes to class first, huh?" Wipes of toast are clenched-fisted until round in shape.

"Here let me, aja, throw it away!" My hands looked up, letting Brother Arfan lay his trash for me to throw away. After saying a word of thanks, he walked out of the backyard.

I exhaled a strong breath. Suddenly this relationship feels bland, but looks fine. My mind felt stifled for no reason. This is really surprising. It was the first time I felt like Arfan was going to disappear. Is the stock of his love for me depleted to the end?

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

My hand held Riska's arm just as the home bell rang. I looked at him fixedly, trying to channel the signal so that Riska did not rush when putting her things into the bag. I need him now, thirsty for friends, and he's been by my side all day.

This started since being abandoned by Arfan this morning in the backyard. The chaotic mind spread to the heart and until now did not want to leave.

Riska looks to nod her head. His simple smile gave me the answer to this hand. He was willing to accompany me until Brother Arfan was seen in the hallway of the classroom.

"You got a problem, huh, same brother Arfan?" The question was asked by Riska after making sure no one was in the class.

I shook my head, sighed softly, then exhaled long. My hands are massaging the painful forehead. "According to your eyesight, is my relationship good, or is there a problem?"

"Ra, if one of you has anything to say. That is, your relationship is not okay." Riska grabbed my shoulder and squeezed it hard. "What's up, anyway? There's still something to do with the upperclassman that the Princess described?"

Ah, true. It started not from Brother Arfan leaving me in the backyard. Perhaps more precisely my thoughts were falling apart while conversing with the Princess in the cafeteria three days ago.

"If my advice, yes, mending you bring all the same Kak Arfan. All that, you know, let it be appeased. Brother Arfan, right, a tombal. I'm sure he can make you think negatively."

Should I do Riska's advice? Honest though embarrassing, but the result is always certain, right? I just need to make sure of Arfan's feelings. The result was also guessed that he was still a darling.

"okay!" Suddenly my courage was filled. "I'll say it all today." My smile is wider than ever.

"Well, that, dong. Better to open up to each other. I've been wanting three years, not being honest with each other?"

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

We decided to wait for Arfan by sitting on the classroom terrace. The phone is already standby clasped in the hand just in case, afraid Kak Arfan invites me OTW now.

"No, Brother Arfan!" Riska who saw him first gave me a report. I hurriedly looked in the same direction.

As I moved, Kak Arfan's face was different. The steps were too rushed down every step of the stairs. He hasn't even had time to wear a jacket. The backpack was not fitted properly. My feeling is that he is not in good condition. What's the matter? Something must be wrong.

Not wanting to drown in curiosity, I chased after his big step. I yelled at her name repeatedly, but she ignored it. He was just about to stop the step when my hand reached his hand. "Well-wrong?" ask me with a hunchback position and a heavy breath.

"Dear." My hand held him slowly. "You're going home by yourself, ain't pa-pa, huh?"

I saw his pale and sweaty face. Both eyes are reddened with hardened jaws. "okay." I concur. Today I can go home with Riska. I can understand, if Brother Arfan does have a sudden interest. However, one thing became an important point until I ran like that. I have to get answers to his different behavior than usual. "Big brother why?"

"Emergency." His lips twitched when he said that.

"Who?" My hands cupped both cheeks to wipe the sweat that poured.

"There's." The answer does not give me satisfaction.

"Mother?" My name is for Mother Brother Arfan.

"No," he answered as if he did not want to be straightforward.

"Dad?" My question is still answered with a slab. "Keep who? Brother Ardi? I can come, right? Brother is panicking how can I drive?"

"Cecilia."

"Huh?" My mouth opened with her eyes staring unblinkingly. I suddenly forgot how to breathe so jolted at the answer.

"Cecilia clasped the bike," he explained, making me more crowded.

Both of my hands that were still cupping his cheeks loosened until they fell to the side of the body due to weakness. Slowly I swallowed the bitter taste. My eyes began to flicker indistinctly. "So ...." I took a breath before continuing, "Silver is this sweet because of him?"

"Dear, please! This is not the time to be jealous. She's a temen sister. Bayangin if you are in position—"

"Be careful on the road," I'd like not to hear his defense of Cecilia any further.

Instead of convincing me first, Brother Arfan nodded steadily. As if he had the blessing, he moved quickly, put on his helmet and motor lock, and then started the engine. Not for a minute, the motorbike drove out of the parking area.

I struggled to catch my breath so hard. My head feels heavy to lift. My eyes closed tightly, the shadow of the look of his face was again plastered real. He was in a fog as if he had forgotten the land because he heard Cecilia crash. That fact alone slapped me. Do not express feelings honestly, to act as if everything is okay even though I feel unable.

This dark situation stopped because of Riska who awakened me. He put a pair of shoes next to my feet. Oh my God, I forgot to wear it. I chased Kak Arfan from class to barefoot parking.

"Pake shoes. I'm anter home now!" riska exclaimed with stifled emotions.

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