Boyfriend Lies

BC 19 | Brought Road

Morning to evening, my spirit was not as high as yesterday. After school with a weak body I took a step into the television room. Direct slamming yourself without permission, even though on the sofa already there is Brother Soraya.

“Lemes, Bestie?” taunted. “Mi, the other LDR lemes, Mi.”

“Whispering!” I touched his face with one hand.

“You are finally. Staying after what is difficult? Still one Bandung too.”

If I could catch up, yes, I would have followed it. Darling, SIM and the police are a barrier between us.

“You if you are afraid of being ticketed by taxi, aja.”

That's good advice. Unfortunately, my money is not as big as his pocket money. Can bite fingers for two weeks if reckless following Kak Bagas by taxi.

“If you don't have money, just spread chat, aja.”

“Unreply.” This new advice is what drew my desire to talk.

“Others are like.”

“Not!” my spray came back to his face. “She's been sif part morning this week.”

“You know the schedule?”

“Iya, lah. Dara, it.” I started to boast.

“Basic emang bucin, yes, si Bagas.”

“Udah, deh. Sirik, aja. Let him bucin. If bucin, right, minimal cheating.” I'm trying to defend what I think is right.

“Iya .. yes ... how are you, aja, dah!”

I don't answer anymore. The tip takes the phone from the pants pocket, then rubs the screen to ensure the development of notifications. Huh, nil. No change at all. Bagas has not read the message I sent at seven in the morning. Where's he trying to go?

In order to ensure that there were no visual errors, I re-opened the photo gallery, enlarged Kak Bagas' work schedule. Right, kok. I didn't see it wrong. Bagas did get a sif turn this morning.

Okay, I can understand him not being able to reply to messages in the morning because seven in the morning has started working, but is it natural that until now he has not replied to messages? It's 16:00, you know. He should be able to read my message because the morning sif ends at 14:00.

“Udah, deh. The more you see, the more overthinking,” said Brother Soraya after a long silence.

“Just a wonder, aja. She's to where.” I muttered because I didn't want to be overthinking.

“Yes, maybe again find a meal or again do the job. PKL lots of PR, you know, Ra.”

“Iya, times, yes,” reply me floating.

I think that's not the right reason to answer my question about Bagas. However, if the thought of Kak Aya can make the heart become more spacious, yes, already consider it so. Assume that Bagas does not reply to messages because he is busy with his new world.

“Ck! Ud of galau mending follow brother.”

“Where?” I said lazy. In fact, there are still people who tease me hang out in addition to the three friends at school. Well, don't they understand that I'm frugally?

“Which cake, find wind.”

Ah, more and more uninspired because Brother Soraya is unclear and aimless.

“Mau, no?” he pushed me while holding my arm.

“Gak. No money.”

“Hah? A timing? Mami forgot to give rations? No way, right?”

“Whispering, deh!”

Not wanting to respond further, I immediately got up and walked while carrying a backpack.

I'm thinking fast. If you stay at home, the more thought of Bagas. Mumpung offered free meals, why not take? Feeling that I had the right decision, I hurriedly turned my back. “Bath first.”

***

“Kak, what's the plus?” I asked as soon as the car stopped at a red light.

I don't know where he's taking this car. Armed with a loan from Mami, nikat disopiri alone too. The reason I asked was because I didn't think. Sis Aya who incidentally was indifferent and only cared in the sudden crucial moments treated me special today.

“Means?” He asked back.

“Yes, unusual, aja, good with Dara.”

“Ah, you. Don't be so sensitive, Ra. Big brother so caught, right, if there's a point.”

Ah, God. I just deserve my bad feeling. There is a shrimp behind the stone. It's stupid because I think in the real world there's free food. Stance ....

“I have to do, nih?” No longer want to talk.

“Tes someone.”

“Means?” I looked at the mysterious face of Brother Soraya.

“Kak again deket same guy. He's good to everyone, but he feels good to be different when dealing with brother. We'll meet you there. You can, can't you, look at people who like it? Sister is afraid to miss, aja.”

Well, really, really. Since breaking up with the BEM leader, he has been acting out. Already know I have Kak Bagas still involved in this business. Not only did I not sincerely help, I was just afraid that a close friend even had a crush on me. Not GR. Beautiful girls should be PD.

We reached the feeling testing site. Still wearing a seatbelt, my head looked at the window to find out where they had chosen. Ah, CityFestival. I had to watch it the next time, yeah. Yesterday rejected the offer of three colleagues, the year is now coming because it was brought by Brother Soraya.

Before going up to the third floor, I was brought to wait first by Kak Aya. Lucky because the sofa available in the lobby is uninhabited. I can so freely sit on my body to not care about my brother who continues to stand while dipping into the parking area.

“Kak,” reprimanded me after we made a fifteen minute wait.

“Bentar.” He tried to hold me back from talking further because he didn't want the event to contact his friend interrupted.

However, it's not Dara my name if it's that easy to give up. My mouth opened, again chanting words to resuscitate the brother. “Still in five minutes. If it still does not come also means that it is the answer.”

“What answer?” Kak Aya even ends up in sewot.

“Not that Brother is here want to see how he feels? Yes, if he is late beyond the limit, it means that Brother is not a priority. That time, aja, should be taught with High School children.” Suddenly I was carried away with emotion.

“Diem, Deh, Ra. Can, aja, is he late because there is an obstacle.”

It's hard, anyway, to tell my brother this. Yeah, I've been quiet for a while. Let him feel it for himself. If the intention was to find an answer, he should have known that his friend had no taste at all.

Tired of the stupid thought of Sis Soraya, I so moved. My head was in a daze, but there was no intention of finding the person in question.

“Where to?” ask her while holding my arm.

“Ask money!” My hands were outstretched because I thought of a brilliant idea.

“Aan ask for money? Not yet a mission, already asked for payment.”

“Yes, minimum DP first, lah. No loss also jajanin own sister.”

Words that I thought would not succeed in attracting the heart, in fact even able to melt the contents of his wallet. Use the DP, dong. Paid in cash anyway. Transfer-transfer no.

Succeeding to get a hundred thousand bills, I ran to the present drink booth. Try to choose a good variant at a cheap price carefully. Yes, even though it's Kak Aya's money, but I know myself. He was also not given a lot of money by Mami. So, as much as possible I should activate compassion.

The activity of choosing the menu was suddenly stopped because of the presence of someone beside me. Without saying anything, he suddenly stretched out a cell phone right in front of my face. That act obviously confused me. My upright body then stayed away from the menu board. I was ready to give him a spray and a sharp look. However, just opening his mouth he had already given me words.

“Soraya's sister, huh? Can I have a number?”

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