College Or College Ah?
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Arriving at Debe..
"You wait on the bike!" said brother Dhika.
No matter how long, Dhika again brought a dus of printer ink and HVS paper.
"Well eat?" bring him.
"Eh?" my wonder.
"Because you've bought ink, it doesn't matter if I buy you something to eat?" inexplicably.
"Really?" my many.
"Yes haha anyways I yesterday dapet sustenance from the wkwk poster competition is good enough well do not refuse ya?" axed it.
"Don't you?" my answer.
We also ate in the campus cafeteria because I did not want to eat out, the reason could be various later responses of my brothers and class friends if they knew me and brother Dhika eat together.
"Yes, said Andreas you jatoh?" tanyakanya.
"Yes haha is a bit embarrassing!" my answer.
"meaning? Andreas is shy about it because the bike is not real and make you fall?" saith.
"Eh.
"Said the Andreas, he was not careful to bring his bike and slip on the slippery road and you are the only one" he explained.
(Andreas lied? Why did he say I was off the bike? Is he afraid I'm ashamed that other people know I'm running around? He's protecting my reputation or just playing a role?)
"Yahaha" I replied briefly.
We were both late in a conversation full of laughter. Until suddenly brother Dhika video call'an with someone.
"Who looks at the cave now!" ka Dhika said to the man.
When the screen was pointed at my face, I was shocked because it turned out to be Andreas' sister.
"Eh? Hi brother" I said stalely greeting him as I waved my hand.
Andreas's brother "Ngapain Raina over there?"...
The rest I didn't listen to their conversation because I was eating my favorite meatballs.
"De, said Andreas what are your legs? If he is still sick he will anther to Pak Ibun a masseur" said brother Dhika while putting his hape.
"Huh? Sorted? Make what? It's stiff because the scar is not because of a strong sprain" I explained.
"The photo of Andreas is coming to see his wound!" replied Kak Dhika while grinning as if pleased.
In my heart I can only wonder "Why did Andreas dare his nanya through Dhika's sister? Why not go straight? Why go through people? Is he not worried about me? No matter how much he does, he knows my condition...".
"Sir, why is Andreas' brother here? I was scared" I said slowly.
"Why are you afraid of him? If he says anything you tell me" ledek ka Dhika.
"It's not like that, but I'm not happy when he came here just want to see my feet.. I'm okay with this" I explained.
"It's natural that he wants to see your wounds, he is the cause of you being rich gini yes he should pay attention to you" said brother Dhika.
"Ih" muttered.
Suddenly the contents of my head filled with a lot of fear, I must be rich how about if Andreas will be here? My face will be red?...
Andreas came shortly...
Andreas wears long jeans and a navy hoodie, with a condition of slightly wet hair like new shampooing.
"Wey bro? Just woke up lu hahaha?" ledek kak Dhika's.
Andreas is just a smile as if he were.
He instead of sitting down, looked at my feet.
"Are you wearing those tight jeans?" said.
"Why is that why?" my many.
"Your wounds are not dry yet, still stiff right now if the road? Should wear a loose loose dong training cake what cake" he grumbled.
"Lu crazy yas? When did the rich girl Raina use training to college? Hahaha crazy you don't know style" ledek ka Dhika.
"Diem lu Dhik, the cave is talking to Raina! This part will make him also try if he wears loose pants, he can walk freely because it is not stiff" gritted again.
"I don't want to use training, sis, actually I'm okay if the road is a bit stiff right because doang haha wounds just relax" I muttered back.
"Open shoes!" he shouted while standing and looking at my face.
"Udah de nurut aja!" said brother Dhika.
I opened my sneakers, showed them to Andreas's feet.
"Look there is a color ijo gini is a sign that your legs are sprained! You must pay attention to your own wounds!" his gerrick.
"Judah take me to the masseuse from my angry brother!" I said.
"Here's your bike key" he said, taking me to my feet.
Ka Dhika even grimly saw Andreas' behavior that was like caring but angry so.
"Don't wear sandal shoes, I bring them" he said, taking a flip-flop out of his bag.
"Aren't you carrying flip-flops?" my many.
Brother Andreas for a number of times riding my motorcycle, he wore my spare helmet which I always put my motorcycle luggage in case there was an emergency need. We also headed to the famous massage place in Bandung. Along the way, I just kept quiet and didn't dare to chat or open a conversation with him.
A few moments later, we arrived at the place of the massage.
Andreas parked my bike right in front of a place like that clinic.
"Eh den, her legs hurt again?" ask a man waiting at the registration.
"Gga sir, this is my sprain from the motorbike" he replied while writing in the registration book.
"Brook in!" take it while pulling my hand.
My small hand somehow felt right with Andreas' big hand. I couldn't resist when he clasped my right hand.
"Sister! I can walk alone" I whispered.
"Eh sorry de?" he returned while releasing his grasp.
"Sorry brother, I'm just not comfortable if brother is too attentive to me. I'm afraid my hopes are getting bigger and unrequited" my inner self.
We were waiting in a room before I would face the masseuse.
"Just be calm not to strain his face, you just want to be massaged not digebugin!" stick it while laughing.
Inexplicably seeing Brother Andreas laughing was happy, not long ago his attitude was very cold and like unforgiving. But Brother Andreas who is in front of me right now, looks very friendly and without burden.
"Sister if the smile is so funny" I murmured.
"What's? What did you say just now?" saith.
"Engga" avoid.
It's my turn to enter Mr. Ibun's room.
"I'm coming in, right? Who knows you screams kasian masseusenya" led Andreas while laughing.
"Hmm" reply.
Upon arrival in the room, Andreas seemed to have known the incandescent because the father immediately greeted him kindly.
"Eh den? How are you?" ask the father.
"Okay sir, this is my sprain my heel ijo it's swollen" said Andreas.
"Oh, can you see me?" the father said, inviting me to sit in the patient's chair.
The father checked the condition of my feet deftly and massaged right at the point of pain.
"Aahhhh!!!" whinek.
"Duh neng inisih no sliding bones, surely you're a bit difficult path right?" ask Father.
"Yes quite mr. hehe, just yes forced way because if didiemin even more sick" I explained.
"Bandel sir is this one" led by Andreas.
"Sir" I answered while enduring the pain.
I unconsciously hit Andreas's leg so sick when massaged. Andreas just resigned and without a fight.
"Ish ish ish, just keep hitting my blue body" he grumbled.
"Father den beaten beautiful girls" said our father mocked us.
Eventually the torture was over, my leg condition improved and I was able to stand normally. Andreas was still chatting with Father. While I was just sitting waiting for the two of them to settle down.
"You should use this massage oil every mallem, don't forget to go to the bathroom with sandals!" he said, telling me to follow him out of the room.
"Any thanks?" I said.
"Make what? Because I didn't get you sorted?" tanyakanya.
"Yes continue to lie brother who has told me that I jatoh from the motorcycle because of brother" I replied.
"Oh haha the Dhika said that? Yes I am the situation yes I said that the girl has been in college already rich you can miss because of the art of hahahaha" ledeknya.
"Jaudah yu we're home? I'm anterin' at home?" said.
"Well brother how to get back to kosan? Let's go to college again" I replied.
"No need, it's late in the afternoon anyway the Dhika I've asked to pick up to the deket area of your house ko de serene!" he said.
"Thank you for that!" my answer.
Suddenly at the same time as I was about to give her the keys to my bike, she turned towards me and immediately looked at me with a sharp but deep look.
"De, what I'm saying about us is that it's just a burden to you... Please forget it, right?" said.
"Hmmm... Brother, actually.... I'm confused as to how I feel right now... I was also afraid that big brother to me was wrong" I replied.
"About right or wrong my feelings, it's my business. Your feelings for me will be your right, while my feelings for you are mine, so we take care of each one" he replied, looking a little angry.
I too during the journey could only explore the meaning of Andreas' words just now, why he seemed so confident in what he said. Why was he so adamant about explaining his feelings even with words that I was hard to understand at all.
Arriving home....
"Thank you once again sorry I keep taking care of you!" I said while opening my helmet.
"Cas relax ajasih de! Yaudah yes I came home because the Dhika was waiting in front of the complex!" he said while putting my spare helmet in the trunk.
"Why wasn't he sent here anyway? Stop by the house first yuk?" take me.
"No, I want maghrib. You just rest tomorrow if you still have a sore foot mending use ajek just to campus! Byeah" pamitnya.
