Don't Call Me Beautiful...!

Chapter 10 Free motorcycle taxi driver

"You may see my answer.." I gave my book to Rangga, whether he wanted to or did not receive help from me..

Rangga only looked at me, his eyes were still the same, still creepy, but he didn't seem to refuse my help..

" Thank you." she replied short, then she immediately copied the answer into her book, certainly not all, because the mother teacher would have been suspicious, if our answer was the same...

The break bell rang, as usual I and Arief spent time together, this time we just sit around in the school park, just chatting and reading some comics, Arief really likes to read manga, anyway anything related to anime he must like it..

Long time we chat then our chat lead to Rangga, I told Arief about the state of Rangga in class ,

Arief only responded coldly, it seems like he still dislikes Rangga ,

''You people are so, want as bad as any person to you you will remain good to them, I just remind you not to be too close to him, just your seat is close, just close, but not your relationship !"

I just look at Arief's face that looks sour..

"Look pretty, I'm sure tomorrow she'll be nice to you, she'll approach you, but I'm sure she's not sincere, she'll only use you for cheating on her, understand what I mean? I just don't want you to be taken advantage of by that Rangga shrimp brain"

"Why did you brief, say it like that?"

"he's really like that"

"Don't be like that, I'd be heartbroken if anyone bullied me,"

"She, I'm sorry, I'm just worried about you"..

I really don't understand with Arief why he cares so much about me, I feel like I have a new Dad, a new brother, a new best friend and yes I feel like I have a lover who is very considerate of me,,

You stupid fools are beautiful, you can think like that, really do not know yourself...

I didn't feel like the bell was ringing, the kids were scattering out of the classroom, they were complaining about having to go home on foot, but not with me, of course because I had a free ojeker,,, you know,, haha sorry Rif...!

Me and Arief went home together,

"Beautiful, how about we go for a walk first."

"I'm afraid Rif will be home late.."

" don't worry, just for a second.." Arief tried to convince me.

Finally I accepted Arief's offer, we went for a walk in the real sense, just a walk around the motorbike, but really just like that it makes my heart float, soaring, it was as if there would be billions of beautiful winged butterflies accompanying me flying into space.It was really happy, it was,

Like in the movies Arief told me to hold his waist.

" just hold on, let's not fall, I'll speed.."

"no" I refused his request.

"As far as you are," Arief ran the bike suddenly and I just held his waist tight.

"Bas with you" I hit him on the back.

"AW, sick pretty "then Arief laughed with his crispy after, pranking me..

He invited me to fill my stomach first, eat meatballs in a new place that he thought was very good, better than the meatballs near the school, a distance quite far from the school, and,,

I always refused all her gifts, but she insisted, she threatened to antagonize me like any other child if I refused her wishes, she said,, of course I don't want this super hero to leave this ugly duckling behind..

I really feel like I'm the luckiest girl in the world, getting this close, and getting this much attention from the smartest kid in 2nd grade, and idol of many of his other daughters..

That's right, because he got the first parallel, automatically making Arief fans more and more, it means more and more people are hostile to me, consider me a benefactor who hitchhiked live on Arief.

But it was not really me who approached Arief, but he who always came to me, gave all his attention to me. Arief's kindness was very sincere to me he did not expect anything from me. for I have nothing to give him but my heart..

I'm a little girl who doesn't know the limits, knows she's a little girl, but even harbors this big feeling for the opposite sex, it's really weird for me.

Sometimes I want to throw this feeling away and leave only the feeling of being an ordinary friend but I can't, really I am very cute..

Arief drove me home at exactly 17.00 wib. when usually I go home at least 15.00 wib..

"I'll come in, I'll help explain it to your mother..!"

"no, my mother will be angry, you go home..!"

I told him to go home, I was afraid that if Arief came in, my plan would fail.

"Tomorrow, you wait on the road, we'll go together again ..!"

"Yes, I'm back there..!" I kicked him out to get home quickly.

"Assynoltomodel.."

"Waalaikum....

Mother's daughter why did you just come home??" mother asked, placing both hands on her waist..

"Sorry Mom, I have a job to do first..!" I lowered my head, of course my eyes did not dare to look directly at my mother's eyes, because I was lying right now..

"duty? why did it get to this afternoon?" can't I do it tomorrow?"

"can't Mom, I'm sorry...!"

"Alright, I'm sorry, next time if there's another assignment, you tell me first..!"

"yes ma'am"

Mother finally forgave her son who did not know himself, who had dared to lie to her, although in fact I often lied to mother.

when I cry, you always ask, why cry? and my answer is always, my eyes are dusting, ma'am,,

but that's not the reason . I always lie to my parents...

I threw my bag carelessly on the bed, automatically his stuff scattered. I let it go first, I have to take a shower first. It feels like my body is very sticky, sweat mixed with street dust also seems to be very thick attached to my skin.

Seen the image of my face in the mirror attached to my closet, I noticed my face fixed, I hold a face that looks a lot of acne on my forehead, again I remember the words of mother, I remember the words of mother, if this pimple appears because I'm being beger, I want to admit it now Mom.

"This little girl named Beautiful Jelita is really in love.."