Cracked Pearls

Zhio

Time pass.

My relationship with Zhio is getting better.

Unfortunately, we didn't go to college at the same place. Zhio chose another university as recommended by his family. While I .. hhufftt, instead forced to meet every day on campus with Chelsea. He's a senior one level above me. The majors we take are also in one business-same realm. The difference is, Chelsea took computer science, and I'm in the human resources management department myself.

I don't know!

I'm a little sorry why I can't be with Zhio like I was in a short period of High School. But what to say, the role of parents for education, we can not be acted as well as our own wishes. Especially just because of love. “Toh, there will be a pass period,” said Zhio when it calms me down.

My intention to get out of Om Krishna's house for the sake of not wanting to continue to be troublesome, had to stop. The man who was like my own father was against my will, not least Aunt Maria, his wife. They wanted me to stay in that house even though Chelsea still had a hard time accepting my whereabouts. I can't do much, just ask why. My life is under the control and kindness of Om Krishna that I cannot put aside for an ego.

Let it be, I will walk my path as God arranged it.

My days on campus went how they should. I still look the same as I did in High School. I don't want to be beautiful like everyone else. My focus is only on learning and education.

This afternoon after college, Zhio promised to pick me up. And now I'm waiting. Sitting with one cup of cold drink in hand, on one of the wall benches in front of the gate, looking at the passing of the students who went in and out alternately.

Before long, I saw a bright blue vespa approaching and stopped right in front of me. My smile expands instantly. Zhio opened the helmet which he then linked above the rearview mirror. He got off after fixing a moment of his frog-round glasses.

“Yang, uda long wait?” He asked as he took my cold drink which he then shaved.

“Ngak. Just came out a few minutes ago," I replied.

“So to the bookstore?” ask that guy again.

“So dong!” sahut.

“Yuk!” Zhio got up while stalling his hand towards me.

I accept it as happy as ever.

In the second that Zhio was about to put on his helmet, the voice of the circus I heard from behind us.

“Ckkk, you guys are a great fit huh?! .... Both geeky, equally ugly. Get married now! Not all college. Trus make children, who fit born models are equally ridiculous as you guys!” Ending the laughter of the speaker was also friends who came with him.

Zhio and I were still staring at each other with a faint look.

“And you, Tiara! Abis you graduated college, you work diligently! Trus replace my bokap money that is wasteful to make your feein! Don't forget, it's the same as me! Because that money should be my shopping ration!”

Chelsea laughs. “Emang you capable?! Ten years of work, you are not necessarily able to!” He then approached towards me with an arrogant raised face. “But I can give you another choice if you mind,” he said right in front of my face. “Lu be my babu aja.”

My eyes were met with laughter from Chelsea and her friends.

I'm stuck, I can't retaliate.

But in the middle of my silence, Zhio approached, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. He calmly said to Chelsea, “Now you can be cool and insulting to my girlfriend. But one day ...” The embrace on my shoulder was tightened by Zhio, like affirming something about me.

Rivalling a smile full of scorn, Zhio continued, “Tiara will stand as the winner. Not only can you replace your shopping costs that are not that much, but you can also buy yourself, Chelsea! And I ... I am the first person who will laugh at your silliness when it comes!”

Not only did Chelsea and her friends slip by those words, I was among them. What the fuck is this Zhio?

“Come, The. We go aja.” Zhio pulled out my hand to immediately climb onto the vespa he was already riding. The machine starts to ignite.

“Damn you, Culun! As if by my oath!” Chelsea screamed in wrath after coming out of her shock. While Zhio and I started to move away with a motorbike that had run through the streets.

 

Not to a bookstore like our original intention. A small cafe with a simple order that ultimately becomes an option. Zhio and I were already sitting in the seat in the corner by the window. Two dishes of fried rice sambal matah accompanied by two high glasses of sweet iced tea, served tempting in front of us.

“How dare you, say the same Chelsea?" I let out a question load that had been struggling heavily in my mind. Sweet iced tea with ice cubes squirted-boxes stirred with straws.

Zhio who had just devoured a scoop of his fried rice, smiled. Before he spoke, his sweet tea he sipped a mouthful. Then Zhio began to look at me lovingly and as polished as a sweet smile. “That's a sign you have to try to prove,” he said lightly. “Yaa, let's just say that I was motivated for you. You have to succeed, Tiara. The success of Chelsea later, has certainly remained under the care of his parents. He's the sole heir to Om Krishna's company. And you .. you have to try harder. Trying to escape the shadow of the Chelsea family. If you continue to survive in their midst, you will forever be a piece of gossip. Although Om Krishna and his wife sincerely do what they think is right for you, there is still Chelsea who will forever be a thorn.”

Digesting every verse of Zhio's sentence, I was stunned in.

“You're real, Zhi," said weakly I agreed later. “Indeed from the beginning after graduating High School, I already have the intention to leave the house. But Krisna did not allow it. I can what? He was too good for me to live so. While I haven't got anything to replace all his services he probably won't be able to count.”

Zhio raised my face with his hand through his chin. He looked at me behind his glasses with a smile that always seemed sweet in my sight.

“Because of that, from now on, you have to make an effort. I promise, I will always be there for you. I will support whatever you do. Except for the effort you made to leave me!”

I clasped his hand on my chin, smiling. “Where do I leave you! The one you have left me!”

“Psssttt!” Zhio. One finger he put on my lips. “I don't like that saying! I won't leave you, you know it!” seriously really serious. “And I ask you, if one day I make a mistake for our relationship, I beg ... don't you close your heart make me sorry.”