Chandanas

Section 12

Kiran smiles with relief when she learns that Chandana did not precede her. Unwilling to waste more time, Kiran decided to sit on the iron bench located in front of the library. Several times he circulated his gaze, trying to find the girl he was waiting for. For Kiran, time went very slowly that afternoon. On the one hand he wants to immediately meet face to face with Chandana, on the other hand he feels nervous and afraid in case he returns to make mistakes in acting like before.

With a pounding heart and a roaring nervous feeling, Kiran continued to look around, waiting for the arrival of the figure she was looking forward to seeing. Seconds change minutes, and minutes change hours, but Chandana has not yet revealed himself. Kiran who was originally very excited was slowly starting to feel bad. In Kiran's mind kept asking her to come home because Chandana might not come, on the other hand his heart commanded that he be patient a little longer because his little heart was sure that the figure would soon appear and meet him.

Kiran stood up, once again trying to keep an eye on the surroundings, hoping that her two senses of sight caught Chandana walking closer to her. After making sure there was no one, Kiran sat down again. Unplugging his intention to leave. Wait a little more.

The same thing kept repeating until three hours passed. It was dark and there was hardly anyone else in school. At that time Kiran really thought that Chandana could not come. No matter how much he tried to understand his heart, it was his wits that won the conflict within him that day. With a heavy heart, Kiran left the school area. Drive the motor at full speed.

Why does it feel disappointed?

Kiran sighed, her gaze blank. It turns out this is what it feels like when expecting but slapping reality. With feelings that are still uncertain, Kiran parked her motorbike in the trunk and then walked non-stop to the room without caring about the noise in the living room because the mother seems to be holding a gathering with her friends.

After reaching the room, Kiran put down her backpack, took off her uniform and changed into more comfortable clothes. He laid himself on the bed staring at the ceiling of his room. Although not really knowing Chandana, Kiran feels confident that the girl does not renege on her promise intentionally.

"Arghhh. Kenape this self. Why so nervous gini? Why also thought, he did not come also the business he did not want to try." Kiran kicked her foot originally. He realized he shouldn't have acted like this. Who is it? What makes her right to question the reasons that led Chandana to miss their appointment. If you recall, Chandana did not really promise to come.

"Huhh, but why didn't he come? When did he grow up? Not likely either. Is he not having any problems? Why-what? Arghhhh, it's getting dizzy." Kiran grabbed her blanket and then rolled her body while wriggling around.

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Roka smiled a smile. From a distance, Naya was parking her motorcycle matic. Not wanting to lose the opportunity to talk to Naya, Roka deliberately slowed her footsteps while waiting for Naya who was still busy in the parking lot.

"Surge lo." Naya kicks Roka's calf slowly as it deliberately blocks her way.

"Tumben really brought his own bike, not afraid of black?" Roka smiled slightly as she tried to line up Naya's steps.

"Apaan anyway, a real bacot. After all, every basketball practice is also hot skin is still white and white." Naya looked straight ahead without even looking at Roka.

"Hehe we are equal dong. My handsome face also shines everywhere and whenever." With confidence, Roka fixed her collar while glancing at Naya. The proud expression that was originally plastered on Roka's face faded immediately after seeing the nauseous gesture that Naya showed her.

"Dirty! If I am already cute from birth yes gausa ribet lo. And also do not have much to say, yes, I do not have a lo modusin." Naya hastened her steps. To be honest, since long ago until now, Naya always felt sick every time she saw the familiar stunts that Roka often showed. But somehow, lately Naya feels not too dizzy. He actually tends to feel happy even though what he feels in the heart is not in line with the response he gave to Roka.

"Oh, who's the mbak who modusin there? What a pede! My guy just wants to talk before saying that I regret your decision to bring your own bike!" Roka answered Naya's statement with a grunt. He really did not intend to mode or spread the charm. He just wanted to talk to Naya, that's all.

"Imagine my decision to bring my own motorcycle? Dih, alay bener lo. I bring a motor or do not really want to put it into his life? Tell me you want my modusin." Naya grieved as she glanced towards Roka. Unintentionally Naya saw the expression on Roka's face that looked withered, 180 degrees different from the expression she showed a few seconds ago.

"Break. I can't take you anymore." Roka walked ahead of Naya with long and wide steps. Leaving Naya who was standing with both cheeks reddened after hearing the last sentence that Roka said.

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Kiran leaned her head on the table and glanced at Roka who was not as noisy as usual. "Why lo?"

"Lo kenape the? Billed loan shark?" Roka rubbed the tip of her itchy nose while looking straight at Kiran.

"Chandana yesterday did not come. I'm not angry, but he didn't come for a reason, right? Not because he was intentional, right?" Kiran buried her face between the elbows of her right hand. In addition to feeling dizzy because there was no stopping to think about the disappearance of Chandana from their meeting yesterday, Kiran also had trouble holding back sleepiness due to barely sleeping all night.

Roka swerved wide, she straightened her back, pulling the chair closer towards Kiran. Almost he forgot the moment of Kiran's first date in seventeen years of life in the world. "Huh? She didn't come? Seriously lo?"

"Serious cave. Emang elo, ngibble." Kiran sighed once more. Gosh, so many tragedies have happened in his days these few weeks just because of a girl he didn't even know very well.

"Well? Even do not mention you basic not knowing yourself. Hmm, why isn't he coming? He just wants to do some elo?" Roka scratched at his neck, doubting that a quiet, meek, and wistful Chandana would tease Kiran.

"Why should I? Should I ask Alesan why he didn't come?" Since yesterday Kiran continues to feel hesitant and confused about what steps she should take next. Yes, even though he often plagues himself, at least Roka can ask for opinions.

"Nooo! Don't samperin him, you be a guy I have his pride!" Roka placed the index finger of her left hand right on Kiran's lips, making her friend stunned because of the enormous shock.

After being silent for a split second, Kiran frowned as her nose smelled an unpleasant scent that was likely coming from Roka's index finger. "Buset abis garuk pant*t what the hell, really smell it index!"

Roka chuckled while also inhaling the scent of her index finger. "Heheh, abis scratching feet nih boy."

"Kebangetan lo, I ask for advice even you smell bangke." Kiran pushed back her chair while trying hard to cover her nose with a notebook lying on the table.

"People just melt the atmosphere doang ngapa urgency dah. Pokonya lo don't nyamperin him first." Roka tried to return to the topic of their previous conversation. However, this time Roka wanted to give advice that could provide benefits for Kiran so that her best friend was no longer blaspheming the skill that Roka had. Of course, if Kiran succeeds, her best friend will be the first testimony to the greatness of the 'jumpulan' skill that she has been pioneering.

"Certainly? I'm just diem?" Feeling confused, Kiran tried to clarify the meaning of Roka's words.

"Yes. Here the position is doi who promise, doi also ga dateng. So you sok ngambek it. Selling expensive noh rich agate. Wait for him to apologize first. Anyway you're sook avoid it let him think you're angry." Roka smiled meaningfully then crossed, showing an expression like a new antagonist will launch the action.

"That's yeah. Okay. I'm not sure he'll get my samperin first." Kiran gave a small smile, from her face it was clear that the man was not feeling well.

"Halaahhh, don't be so pessimistic. I'm sure Chandana really started respecting me. You've done so much good, there's no way he's enjoying abis ngibulin lo. Byeah, yuk eat do not manyun mulu mulu tuh lips." Roka pulled Kiran's arm. His stomach was hungry and he got hungry after counseling Kiran.

"Because you've been tausiah from me, pay me to pack a bowl of sirens huh?" Roka slowed down her steps while glancing at Kiran who seemed to want to claw Roka right then and there.

"Ciwik tih hiris jiil. Self redeemed sireng siren package doang want." Grumpy Kiran with a voice that is not too loud.

"Huh? What's?" Roka who faintly heard Kiran's murmur tried to ask what Kiran was trying to convey.

"No."