Chandanas
Interval 1 - Part 1
A curly-haired man seemed to be waving towards the bleachers, putting on a handsome sniff that somehow made the girls who saw him scream. Coupled with the male narcissistic style while wiping the sweat, the spectator bench that contained the majority of students from both schools who were competing felt almost collapsed due to the screams and crazy screeches.
It's Roka. Most popular men in High School Coconut Shoots. Its rancid, witty, coquettish and sweet nature on all women really makes it a teen star. Instagram followers who barely touch hundreds of thousands, roomchat that never deserted, and rich friends who never left it really almost perfect his life.
After greeting his teammate and hugging his coach, Roka then ran towards the spectator bench which at the same time made the furore even more so. The group of girls was constantly screaming hysterically because they could not resist the hysteria caused by athletic men with charming smiles.
"Woi woi woi, ah I kissed her bad smell!"
"It's really smooth. Must be wudhu water skincare deh."
"Hiiiii vows dry her netes on the cheeks I'm trying to see, kyaaaa!"
"Eh dodol, that was my spit earlier stuck."
While the atmosphere was getting boisterous, Roka actually slowed his pace even more. For some reason but this kind of sensation has always been his favorite, hearing himself in such indifference really makes him feel valuable and appreciated. Roka closed her eyes as she crossed the staircase that cut open the audience seats slowly. He opened his eyes shortly after the cheers for him began to subside, the pleasure and excitement he had previously felt suddenly muddled after he saw a person sitting alone in the back of the audience bench with a face covered in a panda mask.
"Hadeh the bachelor child is a habit, can not see what happy people say yes. Even though it's still a little bit more it's actually similar to the scene in a Korean drama."
It was there that the man sat down, Roka's best friend since childhood who had never been absent from attending every one of those rancid and popular male basketball games.
Roka pulled the panda mask worn by her best friend to escape. The man behind the mask seemed so shocked that he almost fell from the audience seat where he had fallen asleep for half an hour, "It is difficult to think about ama kebo, stadium so noisy even delicious nangkring while molor. Damaging my mood is already lo sableng!"
Kiran, Roka's best friend who is famous for his handsome face and indifferent nature to women. To be honest, if the matter of Kiran's face was much more beautiful than Roka's, but the ability to seduce and the nature of the rancour that Roka has made it most wanted despite rumors that Roka is a big-time playboy.
Almost everyone who knows Roka knows Kiran. This is none other than the friendship of the two who are considered friendship goals. Although the nature of the two is different but the friendship they have formed since childhood seems to provide a lot of inspiration to teenagers their age, especially the attitude of support each other and there for each other whenever one of them has difficulty.
"Gue unplugged," Kiran fixed her clothes then walked ahead of Roka to leave the stadium.
Roka was upset that instead of watching the game, Kiran came to the stadium to take a nap. To be honest Roka knew very well the reason Kiran was asleep. Almost every day, his best friend always spent hours reading thick books that - for Roka - were not interesting at all until late at night. Therefore Roka could not be angry or disappointed with Kiran's obnoxious attitude just now.
Upon arrival at the parking lot, Kiran deftly wore some of his driving gear and rode his black Kawasaki motorbike. He glanced at Roka who was looking at him while standing with both hands crossed in front of his chest, "Ngapain lo?" Kiran opened her helmet glass while looking at Roka full of wonder.
"Yesterday said it was again hit by poverty but now pack a new bike. Poison once it's your mouth huh."
Kiran smiled thinly and then drove his motorbike leaving Roka who was still standing in the stadium parking lot with his sour face. Truth be told Kiran did not expect a new motorbike or other excessive items. He doesn't like to be seen in other people's eyes. He wants a quiet life and away from the noise people comment. But what you want to say, he is actually friendly with trouble maker students who are best known by all schools even by students from other schools in their city.
Kiran drives her bike at moderate speed, she is in a hurry to leave Roka not without reason. He wanted to go to the bookstore first because his reading stock was almost gone. Every month, Kiran regularly buys books from a subscription bookstore located not less than twenty kilometers from her residence. For Kiran, the most appropriate thing to spend free time is to read. There was nothing else he could do but exercise or read a book whenever he had time to spare.
Kiran stopped her motorbike as she saw a paper with information about the bookstore's closure over the next few days taped to the entrance of her bookstore. Kiran ogled, this of course made her feel confused about which bookstore to go to anymore because this subscription bookstore is the most complete in the city, not many shops sell their favorite books.
After thinking for quite a while, Kiran decided to turn around and return home. At that time he thought maybe for a while he could borrow books in the school library or public library until the store was re-opened.
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After parking his motorbike in the garage, Kiran rushed into the house. He walked slowly down the living room, the living room, until finally stopping in the family room. He saw the sister was eating a box of cake with the mother who seemed to be sitting next to her sister while watching television.
"Waw, good." Kiran grabbed a piece of bread while laying her body in the lap of the mother.
"So she was given to Roka, bang." said Arda, Kiran's only sister.
Kiran nodded after hearing Arda's words, her mouth still continuing to chew on the brown bread given by Roka. The mother appears to be smiling lightly as she caresses Kiran's head, occasionally glancing at her poor little son.
"Arda, after eating Mama Anterin wash your hands, yes" the soft voice of the forty-year-old woman sounded smooth in Arda's ears, and the voice of the forty-year-old woman, making him nod small while licking the cream that sticks to his tiny fingers.
This is what is regretted by both parents because at a very young age they have to see their youngest son experience such an event. To be honest, not only his parents, Kiran also felt guilty for being negligent in looking after his sister. If only he could turn back time, then he would not have gone that afternoon. Kiran will be at home and prevent all of this from happening, preventing Arda from losing her vision, preventing a deep sense of guilt in her heart.
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Kiran shuddered when she saw the action of Roka who was trying to find a treaty by approaching some girls who seemed interested in her. Even though it comes from a family, in fact Roka jail action on girls who like it is never far from asking for a meal treaty or just buy a drink every break or after basketball practice.
To be honest, Roka's intention was not bad, he just wanted to make the girls learn not to be easily consumed by the words of men like himself. Despite getting the label of playboy and female playwright, in fact Roka has never once dated. She loves being nice to women, but no one has ever dated her. Roka also never made promises and expressed love for any woman because Roka considered that believing in women was wrong.
"Kiran, which Roka is it?" Kiran was still daydreaming while chewing her food when someone suddenly just sat right next to her.
Kiran almost choked in surprise, lucky that she deftly grabbed the glass of water that was in front of her before the somay she ate stuck in the esophagus. From the corner of his eyes, Kiran learned that the person who had just surprised her was Naya. Roka's basketball friend who is also the only woman in the entire school who is not affected by the duo's popularity at all. Naya is also the only woman who can speak normally with Kiran - other than her mother - in the last five years because since sitting on the bench of Junior High, Kiran is known to be very anti with women.
Kiran did not deliberately avoid Naya because she understood that the girl was not interested in her at all. Kiran felt that there was nothing to worry about.
"That's in the back." Kiran answered briefly without regard to Naya who seemed to ride black after watching the action of Roka. He saw the man was seducing some students to get a free tract.
With a definite step, the girl stepped towards Roka, pinching her waist until the tall man frowned in pain. Some of the male students who saw the exciting scene were seen smiling mockingly.
Liked by many women does not necessarily make Roka and Kiran also liked by men of their age. Although in fact they are both very friendly and kind, a sense of reluctance and just judging from the outside just makes a lot of people dislike them. Kiran the arrogant cold-assed boy, as well as Roka the shameless playboy. For most people who don't know them, Kiran and Roka are just two people who happen to be lucky to be born with beautiful faces and rich families. Only classmates, friends, and people who really know them know the truth.
"Aduuuhhhw. Naya, why ah. This I feel the soap opera scene husband-husband is afraid of his wife if you play pinch-pubitnya." said Roka who suddenly made Naya shudder. Not only that, the horrific action of these two people also seems to provoke the annoyance of the girls who have been seduced by Roka for some time.
Regardless of the muttering of the girls, Roka tried to remove Naya's hand from her waist. He managed to take off the pinch that Naya gave him, but it turned out that he did not stop there, instead of releasing Naya's hand, he just grasped it tightly, but he did not stop there, pulling Naya away from the table the girls who had just been colonized by her to return to the table where Kiran was.
"God! What the hell hold on, you bajul!" Naya hurriedly pulled her hand from Roka's grasp, making the man grimace apologetically.
"Lagian lo do anyway play pinch-cubit, I again launched action tau no. That was almost a treat." Roka snatched the plate containing somay that Kiran was eating.
"Partially, anyway, pay the basketball dues. The ticking Melly who became the treasurer, lo woo mulu every nagih. Buruan pay, you've waited three weeks." Naya handed me a book with financial records.
Roka heaved a heavy sigh then put back the somay plate she took from Kiran. He took out a leather wallet from his uniform pocket and five hundred thousand bills.
"Yaudah, make the next few months." Roka gave the money to Naya, instead of feeling relieved Naya actually seemed surprised because usually Roka is not this relaxed.
"Tumben?"
Roka was about to answer Naya's question when suddenly Kiran got up from the chair. "Gue first, go to the library. Waiting for you two to finish the household noise is not enough one hour of rest."
"Cwih, household chirping, very graceful of your language. How come I'm abisin?" said Roka a little loud, because the distance with Kiran is getting away.
"OKay cute. Bayarin is the same meat."
"Huh? Heh bangsul, cute nutmeg lo marmut!"
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