Cidro (Between Love And Wounds)

Chapter 33

Citra dan Anne tampak duduk di sebuah bangku di sudut kantin. Mereka berdua sesekali tertawa dan melirik ke arah Arga yang masih mengantre.

"Have you been Arga for a long time? I'm so hungry." Anne said while holding her stomach.

Smiling image. "Propsy. Another moment came too. Let's just wait," Citra replied.

Anne nodded at Citra's reply. The two kept quiet again. No one spoke a word until...

"Can join?" Someone stood beside their table and asked.

Both are compact. The eyes of the image were perfectly rounded looking at who had just asked the two of them.

"May sir, please," said Anne, who knew nothing.

The image glared towards Anne. He gave the code so as not to allow Mr. Tian to sit at a table with them. But Anne did not understand the code given by Citra.

"Thank you." Tian said as he placed himself beside Citra.

"Have you ordered food?" tian asked the two students.

"It has. Arga ordered us food." Citra replied in a jutek tone to Tian's question.

Tian nodded in understanding. "What are you guys talking about? It looks so exciting?" ask Tian again.

Citra. turned to her side and looked at Tian's face with a look of dislike.

"Shouldn't Mr Tian know what we're talking about?" sahut Citra is not friendly.

Tian became misbehaved to hear the words ketus Citra. But inwardly he did to continue to approach Citra and try to get the girl's heart.

"Yes not really. But if you want to share it with me, I will be happy" Tian said.

The image revealed a cynical smile hearing Tian's words. For some reason when he was near Tian, he felt annoyed and wanted to be angry. He's not usually like that.

Arga walked quickly to the Citra and Anne table. His eyes stared dislikefully at Tian who was still sitting beside Citra.

"Nih Cit your order." Arga put a bowl of a cloth in front of Citra when he was on the Citra table.

"Still Arga," Citra said in a made-up tone.

Tian pretended to enjoy his food when he saw Arga paying attention to Citra. His heart was hot and jealous to see Citra who was also kind to Arga.

Anne just looked at the three people with a look of disbelief. He was confused by the attitude of Citra who suddenly changed jutek while talking to others. It is not usual for the image to behave like that to others.

"My order where's Ga?" ask Anne.

"Take it yourself." Arga said ketus while pointing to the tray on the table.

"Ck! The Citra turn is taken. It's my turn to take it myself" grumbled Anne. His hand took the bowl that was on top of the tray.

"Yes, your hands are complete. You can take it yourself, right" said Arga.

"The image is the same. He can also take it himself. But elo take it for him," said Anne would not lose.

Arga will answer Anne's words. When he felt the gaze of the eyes of Citra lead to him.

"Arga! Anne's! Stop. Sit down and eat. No need to fight" Citra said.

Both stopped their quarrel. They sit well and enjoy their own food.

"Well, it's good to see it. It's still a big fight, too," Citra said again.

Tian who saw that was getting fascinated on Citra. He increasingly wanted to approach Citra again and gain the heart of the girl.

"Arga is first," grumbled Anne.

"Enak. Elo who started first" Elak Arga.

"Arga! Anne's! Stopped already. Sitting still. Ate. Don't fight anymore. Not ashamed of seeing the same..." The girl's eyes glanced towards Tian who was sitting next to her.

Arga and Anne follow the eye of Citra. The two of them then smiled shyly as they looked at Tian.

"Eh Mr. Tian," said Arga timidly.

Tian smiled faintly as he looked towards Arga. His heart was still burning jealous at Citra's familiarity with Arga.

"You guys just go ahead and have lunch. I'm first yeah." Tian got up from his seat and stepped slowly away from their table.

Anne and Arga smiled at Tian's words. While Citra still behaves cuek. He paid absolutely no heed to Tian's words.

Anne nudged Citra's arm when Tian was no longer there.

"You're so good with Mr. Tian. Why?" asked Anne who was curious about the change in attitude of Image.

The image frowned as it stared at Anne. Then he put the food back in his mouth.

"Cit," call Anne. The girl was getting curious because Citra did not directly answer the question from her.

"What?" The tone of the voice of the image sounded more slender than usual.

Anne was stunned to hear the voice of Citra that was a little sniffy. He had never heard Citra speak this much to anyone else.

"Sorry if my question offends you. I just want to know" said Anne.

The image took a long breath. He sipped his drink before answering Anne's question.

"I'm okay. But I don't know why if it's near Pak Tian or hear people say that name, my chest becomes crowded. So like to be angry," Citra explained.

"That means you don't like that person" said Arga.

The image shrugged his shoulders. "Know. But obviously I feel empty if there is him," Citra said.

Anne breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Citra's words. He was afraid that Citra was offended by his words earlier.

"Don't hate Cit too much. What if he's your soul mate?" goda Anne's. A faint smile framed on her beautiful face.

The image did not respond to Anne's words. He was busy eating his food. It was Arga who seemed to dislike Anne's words. The young man seemed to want to respond to Anne's words. But he was afraid of the image.

"Yuk pay. After that we go back to class," Citra asked.

"You go to class. Let me pay for your food" said Arga who heard Citra's words.

The image stared intently at Arga. The young man was shocked to see the eyes of Citra.

"Why? I didn't say anything wrong, did I?" ogre.

The image still stared intently at Arga's face. "Thank you. But we can still afford the bowl of food we eat" Citra said firmly.

After saying so, Citra immediately passed from before Arga. He left Arga who still looked in shock hearing Citra's resolute remark.

*****

The bell rang five minutes ago. Citra was still tidying up the books she had borrowed from the library. He deliberately borrowed many books so that during the holidays he had reading material.

"Partner" call someone.

The image lifted his head. A handsome smiley face stood in front of him. The young man was wearing a batik uniform usually worn by teachers.

"Not home yet?" ask the young man.

Just silent image. He did not heed the question of the young man.

"You want to go home?" hold the young man again.

The image remains silent. He did not respond to the offer from the handsome young man. The image closed the zipper of his bag and attached the strap of his bag to his shoulder. Without saying anything, he walked away from the young man.

"The image of waiting" said the young man.

The image moved its feet away from Tian who was trying to chase after him. The image did not care as Tian continued to call out his name.

The image continued to walk without looking back. When passing through the field, a pair of hands pushed him until he fell.

"God! I can't get to Azwan and me. Now even deketin teacher. You cheap chick lo." A familiar voice was insulting him.

The image is trying to rise. But his feet hurt and hurt. It turned out that his legs were scuffed because he was swiped on the field.

"God! So the girl who knows herself is a little. If the face is not cute, as usual elo not cheap," despise Dirga again.

Dada Citra felt tight hearing insults from Dirga. He dared to look at the young man's face. His eyes glazed over hearing the insults coming out from the figure that once filled his heart.

"What's? Elo angry?" jolt Dirga again.

The image is trying to rise. Even though his legs hurt, he tried to stand up. Not even himself standing perfectly, Dirga pushed his shoulders. The image almost fell if not captured by someone.

The image looked towards the person who was helping him. Their eyes looked at each other. Making waves in the chest Citra rumbled.