Boyfriend Lies

BC 14 | Handover Department

The Kartini event yesterday was arguably a success because all the Junior High Schools we invited were willing to come and provide many representatives. We who are usually not rewarded when carrying out activities were suddenly given an interesting gift by the school, which is a free snack for three days in the cafeteria. Of course such a thing as getting infinite favors for students who still rely on the pocket money of parents. We who used to have to pay for lunch, so free and content to eat anything because the school will bear.

"Hi, Jegeg!"

The call is now familiar to hear. Thanks to winning the custom dress contest yesterday, Kak Bagas and I are known as Jegeg and Bli SMK Pharmaceutical Nation.

"Where?" I asked Riska who came with three white plastic bags. He was the most diligent in line deliberately I put my lunch order and Brother Bagas.

"It's rendang, it's chicken balado," he said while giving two rice pincuk padang. "Where's the ball going?" He asked while turning left-right.

"After Mr. Abigail's room, it's like he's here." I can't stop looking at the clockwork. Bagas' brother sent a message that he would stop by Mr. Abigail's room before he could see me.

"Hm .. If I eat in another class, how?"

"Eh, Kirain wants to be here." As usual Riska, Princess, and Eren will leave me in the cafeteria. The reason is of course because it does not want to be a mosquito repellent.

"You know for yourself the reason" Riska said as she picked up a few other bags of orders. "I'm going to class, yeah, Bye!"

"Yes, be careful, Ka. Thanks, you know, it's gonna be repotted."

Not long after the departure of the enemy who became a good friend was Kak Bagas who I was waiting for finally came. He walked scraping through the crowd of the canteen with both hands clasping each of the items.

"What, Brother?" My index finger was already pointing at his two hands.

Bagas sat down first before answering, "The same money is the transcript of the value to pay PKL."

"PKL, huh?" Also true. Bagas is already in XI class. Next month should follow the PKL or fieldwork practices.

"Yes. Would love to be given to Ms. Sintia, but the financial office is closed again."

I fell silent and just looked at his face with a sadness. If it's not wrong the PKL is three months. We will be placed as per the wishes of the school. Whether it is outside and inside the city, but obviously I will be far from Kak Bagas. Hah, nothing is sad yet.

"Why, Honey?" his newly conscious question was being noticed.

There's no answer. I just gulped, sighing heavily.

"Why?" repeat Bagas while holding my hand tightly.

"It's just gonna be left behind." I'm sulking. Without being told more clearly Kak Bagas who understood then smiled.

"So, I asked for a submission to Mr. Abigail. Want to be placed in a hospital or pharmacy around the school or Adek house. Pray, yeah. May it be granted."

Ah, being talked about so my chest feels claustrophobic. "Stay left, right, the end." My voice even sounded raucous.

"Don't do it, dong," she asked, rubbing my cheek. "If Adek is sad, big brother will be hard to go. Promise me, you'll stop by the school often."

"Yes, yes, you will try to keep the goal here." Do not forget I shook my head to expel the sadness that continues to linger in the heart.

"Yes, dong. You have to keep the goal, keep the heart as well" he said.

"Take care .. keep your heart. Brother who must take care of the heart. There would have been many nurses or beautiful seniors," my dumel began to arise a sense of unwillingness again.

"Unfortunately, I'm not interested in older girls." He flicked the tip of my nose while holding back the anxiety.

"Awas, aja, if caught flirtatious with girls." My hand was clenched in front of his face. The truth poses a threat for not wanting to lose.

"Nobody. His brother is loyal. Seduced ex, aja, still choose Adek, right?"

Lah, so confident. Did he forget to ever get into a hug at the co-op? Don't think I'll forget that easily, yeah. For me, it was the most sad moment. Seeing a beloved embraced by the ex.

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PKL activities also affect school organizations. The senior guiding us should finish his term first. They need to assign the responsibilities of each field to the chosen underclassmen.

The meeting room suddenly looked serious because of the presence of Mr. Abigail in our midst. Today's agenda is none other than to discuss the release of upperclassmen who want to focus on preparing for fieldwork practices.

"You have a choice, right?" Mr. Abigail looked at the senior face of the OSIS. "Don't get to an empty position when you're gone." Silence for a moment and he again said, "Bagas already has the choice of interim chairman?"

"Already, sir." Brother Bagas answered steadily.

Many of them looked at my face when Bagas answered. They must have thought I was the one who would be the interim chairman in her place. But in fact, I don't know about it. During our time together, Bagas never once asked or told me about the interim chairman. He's too professional for the size of the OSIS chairman to be my lover.

"good. We're just starting this responsibility grant event." Mr. Abigail got up from the chair along with Kak Cecil who gave her a piece of paper with a hand. "For those of you who feel his name is called, please stand in front of the room!"

"Dwiana's Men."

The first name called Mr. Abigail immediately got a boisterous applause from the entire meeting room. Everyone's premonition about me who will become the substitute chairman was thick with the steps to the front of the room. Unable to smile, I was afraid to be chosen as the chairman so looked at Kak Bagas with bulging eyes. He who was seen as such even gave me a big smile.

My breath could only be relieved as soon as I found out that it wasn't just my name that the seniors had written. Prayoga, Dion, Riska, Princess, and Eren.

"Bagas, please choose one of them to be the interim chairman of OSIS" ordered Mr. Abigail.

Spontaneous whole class yelling my name. No doubt, I was afraid of being chosen so close my eyes with my head bowed deeply. Fear, I swear fear. I'm not ready to be made chairman.

The footsteps rang out on the sidelines of those shouting my name. Sis Bagas who was predicted to be standing in front of the room was heard saying something. "Please calm down, yeah. I'm not here to vote for Dara."

The deg!

My eyes dare to open. His every move is not out of my sight right now. Feeling light on the shoulders because he said I was not the chairman.

Bagas stepped again, approached Prayoga and gave a helping hand. "Yog, take good care of OSIS, yeah. Three more months, the throne I took back."

"Shortly ... briefly .... Why not choose Dara?" Mr. Abigail knew our relationship, so questioned the decision.

"Until the end if asked to choose, I will not choose Dara as chairman. I know it's hard and dizzy to be in this position. Enough of me to bear the responsibility, my loved ones .. don't! He should be happy."

Oh God. It's crazy of him. One side is romantic and on the other hand shameless, even though it is being witnessed by the father of the builder. Mr. Abigail had to interrupt the audience who cheered because of Kak Bagas' speech. "Bagas, love isn't always beautiful, Gas."

"If Dara is the same everything always feels beautiful, sir," said Kak Bagas who got a strong push from me on his arm.

"Have ... been," cried Mr. Abigail after shaking his head. "Now it's the vice-chairman's turn. Bima, who do you want to choose?"

Bima's brother stood in front of the room, shaking Dion's hand as his successor for a while.

"Position of secretary and deputy, please be chosen," orders to the various from Mr. Pembina.

Brother Cecil and sister Dewi came forward. Walk past Kak Bagas and Kak Bima who have filled the replacement position. Sister Dewi who first chose, she chose Puput who will hold control over the deputy secretary. When it was Brother Cecil's turn, his unexpected steps pulled over in front of my body.

"Jegeg!" call him while holding back laughter. "If you can't be the chairman, I deliberately chose you as the secretary. You must feel my suffering as a core staff."

"Eh, yesterday your promise wasn't that!" Brother Bagas interrupted.

"Gue don't promise that, ah!" Brother Cecil even stuck out his tongue to mock Kak Bagas.

"Don't get Dara into the core, Cil." His hand was now reacting, so grasping Kak Cecil's arm was strong.

"No, ah! I want Jegeg to be my replacement. Let him taste my distress urged the same chairman's proposal."

"Lo if you want revenge—"

"Bagas," cut Mr. Abigail. "Try asking Jegeg, is he willing or unwilling to assume the position of main secretary?"

Lah, Mr. Abigail even went along to call me Jegeg.

"Don't Dara, sir. Mending Dara hold a sexy position of the field or told to sit again is also not a problem."

"If Dara how?" ask Mr. Abigail to me directly.

"Can, dong, Dara. Guts time lo ciut," taunted Brother Cecil.

"I'm ready, sir," I replied steadily despite getting a shot from Kak Bagas.

"Sayang—"

"Dude!" Arfan wants to take part this time. "Lo what's his girlfriend, isn't she, anyway? Did you know Jegeg was a secretary? He was my best assistant secretary at the time."

"Which time, bro? Why don't you forget the past?" yelled Brother Bagas while shaking his waist.

"Already, already. You guys, in one room, keep the debate going."

Sprayed so by Mr. Pembina, they immediately fell silent.

"Connected Dara willing to replace Cecilia. So, the position of the main secretary will be replaced by Dara Dwiana."

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