Fake Friend

Racing

I took the stellan from a closet I hadn't worn in a long time. Blue long sleeved shirts, loose jeans and black leather jacket. I wear a black Hijab, black gloves and white sneakers. I see my face in the mirror with lip-colored powder and liptin. Cool.., that's the word that suits my current Fashion.... Do not forget the backpack that always accompany me when I travel.

I came out of the room carrying a cool racing helmet. Approaching Arif. Arif was stunned to see me. My height with Arif alone is almost the same. So if I have a helmet, it looks exactly like a male body.

"Shut your mouth, Rif," I said looking at Arif who was stunned by my fashion.

" He..he.., yes, it is ready Sa..," said Arif who saw me was neat.

" Already, come ." I approached the motorbike parked in the yard.

Immediately I got on the Big Motorcycle owned by Kak Gilang and turned on the motor. It's a hitch, it's like to race again on the highway. Arif propels his motor at maximum speed. I followed it from behind at an average speed in order to compensate. Smirk from my face, want to know Arif's ability in the race.

The race on the highway happened. I pull my motor gas with a roaring sound and maximum speed that can compensate for the Arif motor. Sankin tight my bike, until it can precede the Arif motor. Arif was overwhelmed and pulled the gas motor faster again but trailed far behind. I held my thumb up and I turned it back down.

Ha..ha. .because you Rif .

Like got my entertainment today, very happy. Immediately my turmoil and turmoil went away. Racing with Arif can change my mood. A speeding action took place on the highway. Four-wheeled riders were angry, some were amazed and some swore. The sound of the horn adds to the hustle of the highway. Various swearing they put out. I'm glad I came back the way I used to be, this is the old Annisa. Stupid Time with Love. I wait, but the one in later is it certain? I kept waiting, but the one I was waiting for didn't want to know. Only his mother who often gave the news, continue if his parents were the attention, where has his son been? stupid time with it all.

I have lived 1 year in Kak Gikang's residence, not a short time. I was always waiting to hear from him, he was so difficult to contact. Especially now, the news of him that I rarely hear and make me dizzy seven circumference. Today I want to throw away that feeling. I don't care, if Brother Gilang returns I will accept, but if he moves to another heart, I will let him go. Maybe he's not my soul mate.

The haunting shadows and all the prejudices my neighbors and those closest to me have fed me up all this time. The average neighbor of the gossip queen all, no one is the queen of money. If there is a queen of money, maybe all already have a Lamborghini car like me. I am proud to have a Lamborghini car, even though I love it.

Relieved, the emotions I have channeled with the race. We arrived at Kak Gilang's workshop. Our motorbike entered the workshop that looks crowded. Large workshop in the middle of the city of Bandung, various motorcycles have been modified into cool motorcycles. Some of Ragil and Arif's friends were waiting at the workshop, carrying each of their bikes. When we stopped, many pairs of eyes looked towards the two of us, one of them was Ragil. My senior brother on campus is very handsome, like an arjuna coming down from heaven. The fine feathers that filled his face made his face even more macho. Unfortunately I already have one, if not, I must also be interested in him.

I got off the bike, walking still in the helmet towards them, trying to greet with a fist greeting without making a sound. I feel familiar with one of the guys who wears a mask and a white hodie. From her eyes it seems I've seen those eyes. Who is this guy?

He also kept looking at me. Maybe he thought I was an arrogant person for not immediately opening the helmet that covered my face.

" Zak, open the helmet dong, " said Arif calling my name with an old call that I will never forget.

The guy wearing the hodie immediately stood up feeling surprised, knowing my nickname. I opened my helmet, and was surprised by all of Ragil and Arif's friends. They thought I was a man. They smiled at each other for guessing wrongly. One empty, you fooled.

The hodie-wearing guy stepped up and approached me, I tried to dodge because I didn't know him.

" stop! don't come any closer" I said, asking the man to stop.

In the absence of a mask on his face, how shocked I was, that the person who felt familiar was Candra, my ex-boyfriend when he was in SMK. Ragil smiled and approached me.

" How are you, we on campus rarely meet, until pangling Kaka with you," said Ragil smiling to add to the good looks of his face.

" Good Brother, as you can see," I said, showing myself that I was fine.

" The more beautiful you are Sa, said Candra who walked sliding Kak Ragil with her cool pretentious.

You're Candra, you're so cool, don't know if I'm engaged. I feel like the most beautiful woman in this workshop. All men, but kind men.

" How Bro, is ready to modify our motors," said Arif's friend named Doni.

" How Sa, you can help me" said Arif confidently looking for an answer from me.

" He.he.., you're upset, boring, let's not worry if I help melt it, this holds the tool of the workshop," said Arif who brought the tool of the workshop and handed it to me.

" Edan Loe Rif, which is definitely more stressful," I told Arif.

"Laseless Sa.., let me help you," said Candra who sought attention.

" Emang loe yasanya Nisa..," asked Ragil who was curious to Candra like very familiar with me.

" I'm his ex" said Candra confidently.

" Ha.ha.a former belagu," said Ragil who laughed at the words of Candra.

" I am Calon Adek his cousin is not doubtful," said Arif who tried to provoke Candra's mood, even though Candra is his best friend.

" Who is Nisa's boyfriend now Rif? said the curious Candra and looked at me for so long.

" Want to know or want to know very well" said Arif who continues to answer the words of Candra.

" Shutt.already do not fuss, let's work, cool clothes gini also in order to irritate, can be dirty later," I said with a snack.

" You will bring a bag Sa, is there no change of clothes?," said Arif who just remembered that I always bring preparations when everywhere.

" O.iya, wait, I change my clothes first," I said walking towards Brother Andre's office when Brother Andre was still working in the workshop.

I stepped towards the Office, as far as I know this is Kak Andre's workshop, why did Arif say that this workshop is Kak Gilang's workshop? has Kak Andre been sold and bought by Kak Gilang?.

After my change of clothes, Candra continues to interrogate Arif, in order to be able to tell Annisa's boyfriend now. Arif who did not want to interfere tried to silence and more change the topic of the other conversation.

I rushed back to the workshop, looked wise already berjibaku with his workshop tools and had modified Doni motor. Not finished yet, but it looks cool.

Doni must rocek in, so that the motorbike in the modified can be free from the ticket and free on the highway. Doni likes to willingly modify the motor, so it looks cool.

I'm helping Ragil's brother work on his friend's bike again in the works. As per the request that has a motor, I have to rotate my brain to finish it immediately. I don't know why my brain can't function to think. Is it because the model is too complicated or because it is me who is difficult to understand? Ragil's brother was also dizzy and shook his head not understanding why his friend's request was so difficult for someone. I could be more stressed this way.

A few hours later

It was very late, the stomach was also hungry, Candra with her attention bought a few packs of rice field. You know, hungry people.

Feeling my hands dirty, immediately washed my hands and stepped to take the rice, but Candra had already walked over to give me rice and drank it. All eyes looked at Candra who was attentive to me. I took the rice and I went to the office wanting to eat alone.

I don't want to be bullied and talk for love. I've dizzy my head. I don't know why I've been lacking concentration lately. My test results are also declining. Maybe the factor has long been in staying Kak Gilang.

Brother how are you doing, are you there?

The rice that was in front of me was so tempting. With my immediate spirit gas and it did not take long, the rice was gone unceremoniously. This stomach is full.

I took the phone in the bag, wanted to try contacting Gilang. I called many times, but I was not raised. Until the last call was connected and I was confused to hear the voice of someone who answered.