Choosing to Marry Young

05. Not All Men Are The Same

"Za, can I borrow your phone?" ask Sari.

"For what?" ask me back.

"My phone is dead, I have to send a message to Arief afraid he's waiting for me" Sari said.

I gave my phone to Sari without asking anymore. She even still has status with her boyfriend but Sari gives hope to Arief. That was how Sari was, no one could ban her because of her harsh nature.

After finishing, I hurriedly asked for my phone because the usual angkot I rode had stopped in front of the school gate.

When I got home, I did my usual routine. Help Mom, because by chance today I got an order for 100 boxes of rice. Mother did her order only to help her older sister who lives not far from our house. Only Budhe has always understood us. She has always been a mother's support because she is also her only sister.

After completing the order, the plan I will help Mother to deliver the order but it turns out that the intended address does not order on behalf of the so-called right. From that address also refused to accept the order of the rice box, Mother was confused by how to bring it, should take it home? But that much will be redundant. Even though the order has been paid but still I feel lied to.

"We better share this with the mosque" said my mother. Coincidentally there are also some mosque worshipers there.

Actually, who ordered it, even though it was not at a disadvantage, Mother still felt lied to. The customer even said that it was too late that he would not take the order. Mom and I were on time but still it was just someone who wanted to share his fortune but the way was wrong. Shouldn't be more directed, for example, given to people in need.

"This is for our learning, we should be careful again" said Mother.

"Luckily many want, if not dear if you have to throw away food." said my Budhe.

"Yes, what number can you call, ma'am?" my many.

"No. Looks like I'm on the block." replied Mom.

You could say this is a fortune but also a trial, all my mother did sincerely. Maybe God had another way of sharing his fortune with my mother who was desperate for money to charge her son because my father had never given a living after he had another woman.

A notification from my phone sounded. I saw him immediately because I was waiting for someone to hear, somehow I felt for him that I was comfortable with.

But when opening the message, not from Dirga but a number without a name. I tried to remember who it was, and my message was instantly countered without waiting for long. That's Arief, why he sent me a message. Did he forget that Sari just borrowed my phone number.

He called me shortly.

Phones:

"Yes, hello." I said.

"Is this really Kanza's number?" said it.

"Yes, this is Kanza, what's wrong?"

"I-i"

Not yet continued he said, my phone arrived dead because I had not had time to charge. There was a feeling of guilt but how else, I also accidentally did it.

***

When I arrived at class, I saw Sari crying on her stool. There's What Intan and Puspa are with him.

"What's wrong? Why with?" my many.

"She broke up with her boyfriend, and just now she was decided through a short message" said Puspa.

"What's the problem?"

"You know how he is" Intan said. Yes, I understand for sure because Sari was caught with another man. Isn't that Sari's own fault. If he were to focus on one of his male friends it would definitely not be like this.

"Good morning everyone." said Menik who had just come with Nurry. He even screamed good morning, the whole class was steady, but that was Menik.

"Ops, why?" he said when he saw Sari who was crying.

I just took a slow breath, and walked to sit beside Sari.

"Oh, don't think too much. After school you can talk to her again so calm yourself."

"How do I explain that I was found guilty" Sari said.

"Just apologize. Admit the mistake you made. Don't you really understand her nature, so just follow her first."

Still, I can't blame Sari even if she's guilty. He would be even more sad if I pressed him with the mistakes he made. After calming down, Sari returned to her usual attitude. Not knowing anymore how she easily behaved like that but seeing as she cried just now made everyone worry about her.

"Za, Baim and Dirga will pick us up after school. We're going to Parayang, you're coming" Nurry said.

"Why did it arrive?" my many.

"No. Dirga tried to call you last night but Dirga said your phone couldn't be reached."

"Ah yes, last night my phone died."

"You yeah? I'll talk to Mom later." said Nurry.

I nodded in agreement with what Nurry said. When it comes to dating Baim, the other friends never come along. Baim himself rarely wants to be invited to gather with others.

And after school, I went home first to say goodbye and change clothes. We took Dirga's car to our destination.

If Nurry had invited her, I would have allowed it. Because I know Nurry and I know how Nurry is.

On the way I sat in the back with Nurry and the men in the front. Every now and then I see Dirga from the rear-view mirror that is nearby. I don't know today he looks so handsome in my opinion. He's been stealing my attention since he picked me up.

"What's wrong with you guys? You are ashamed." said Nurry who knew I was staring at Dirga.

"You want us to change positions?" ask Baim.

"May too." said Dirga. He then pulled over his car and moved to the back seat, Baim who replaced him driving his car. They are good at driving cars. Baim said, Dirga taught him.

After changing positions, I was made silent close to Dirga. It feels suddenly sultry when the AC car has been wrong. What's the matter with me, actually? Why am I being so wrong. My heart also thumped when it was close to Dirga.

"I'm sorry I couldn't pick you up for a few days. I have a match so I have to focus on my match." explained Dirga.

"It's okay." I said.

"What's wrong? Am I making you uncomfortable?" ask Dirga.

"No. I'm fine."

There's not much we're talking about, because I'm also confused about what I want to talk about. I froze near Dirga. Not usually, but this is how I feel right now. Moreover, Dirga some time this often makes me comfortable with his attitude. Although small things but he never dared to be presumptuous. He appreciates me, that's what I like about Dirga.

He also often reminds me of what good and bad I do. Indeed we have no status but I began to feel comfortable with Dirga. Let people say that if I've forgotten my promise not to date until I graduate, in fact I feel good with Dirga and I don't know, let time answer it. I think with him I'll be safe, because he's playing healthy.

It seems like I have to get used to thinking that not all men are the same. Just because of Dad's problem, I shouldn't have thought that way. Because everyone is different. Not all men like to hurt women. Like Nurry, though Baim is a little rough but there is a soft side in Baim. Because as hard as Baim but he still appreciates Nurry, maybe his mouth is sharp but after that he will definitely apologize even though the pain with what he said still feels. But back again. Everyone has their own personal.

If I'm closed to my person, maybe I should open my heart to someone a little, I want to be like everyone else. And hopefully I can get through it. Maybe from friends around me I can enjoy life more. Even if I was a victim of my parents but still I can't completely blame them, let alone my mother. He was also the victim to understand each other even though it was very painful.