Fake Friend

Accident Briefed

A few minutes later, Andre and I arrived home. Bang Raga motorcycle in front of the terrace. I've been holding back my emotions as soon as I saw the bike. Calm down.., that's the attitude I'm now doing and trying to be indifferent. Getting a look from Bang Raga pisses me off. Get off the bike Kak Andre, immediately remove the Jacket and give it back to Kak Andre. I said my greetings and entered the house without waiting for people to answer my greetings. Until I forgot to thank Brother Andre for bringing me home.

Seeing the expression on my face, Bangaga asked for an answer to Brother Andre by finding out what was with me who was silent without touching his own brother. Andre just shrugged his shoulders, as if answering not knowing. Andre did not want to take a headache, stepped out of my house and put his bike back home.

Kak Andre's departure only I saw from the window, I feel guilty for not saying thank you.

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The sound of knocking on the door sounded outside, I was reluctant to open it. My vision is to say that the person outside is Bang Raga. Rasain in cueki, this is not how he did last night. Is there a brother willing to leave his own sister in the City Park. What kind of brother is that. Look, wait for my revenge.

I grab my phone located at the table, want to see the Indian drama. If other teenagers may have Korean drama fever, but another case with me. I played the latest movie that was still popular, and it was so cool that I watched it. The snail in my hand is open. The sound of the phone is connected via bluetooth to the loudspeaker, so that the sound is loud. Ah, like watching in a movie theater.

Whether I'm the whiny one or what, every sad scene I cry, the comedy scene I laugh, arrived the romantic scene I got baper venting it to bite the pillow. Fate, girlfriend's far away. Come home bang, Adek misses.

The show is midnight, but the movie is not over. I fell asleep with my phone still on and snacks scattered on the floor. Finally the phone turns off by itself because the power has run out. I slept until morning.

The deafening sound of an alarm woke me up and rushed straight to the bathroom and nodded. Directly do the prayer and teach for a while, to fill my morning routine every day. Remembering today will be the semester exam, I must immediately prepare and quickly get to Campus.

All-express, wearing black-and-white clothes and a white headscarf, such as pedicab dirt makes me have to be extra careful keeping this shirt. My mother used to grumble when washing. Because if I wear a white shirt, every go clean when I go home to rainbow colors.

I don't know why it can be so, maybe the ease of swelling, like to dodge carelessly. If the dirty hands are straight to the shirt, Kening adorable eleg to the sleeves. The White changed color in an instant. Heading into the mirror, It looked neat, I picked up the bag and carried it on my shoulder. Get out and put on your shoes. Finish the breakfast.

The mother who saw me in a hurry, immediately took out a plate that already contained rice and side dishes. Walking up to me who was sitting next to Bang Raga. Mother immediately bribed painstakingly. Bang Raga glanced at my spoiled self. I seemed to not care and saw my phone with a message from Kak Andre saying carefully on the road. This is a human concern, even though I ride a motorcycle, usually he still tailed me from behind. Waste of free gasoline. I've had a great time being controlled.

Finished breakfast by spoiled child. Mother often just so, let your heart heat Bang. I prepared to leave, picked up the motorbike parked in the garage and put on my beloved leather jacket and helmet.

I also say goodbye to Mom and Dad. The motorbike immediately split the streets in the morning, hoping without any obstacles and immediately I pull the gas with a tight fear later late. Yes, it turns out the obstacles at the red light. As a good citizen, I have to obey traffic signs.

Stopped at the red light, made me a patient man and kept waiting without opening my helmet. It turned out that next to me a Big Motorcycle that was being driven by a man in a piggy bank with a friend wearing a Jacket and wearing a helmet as well, was looking at me. I who focused on looking at the lamp ahead that changed a long time did not see that beside me the man's hand was wild, felt the thighs were lined with cloth trousers. I immediately realized when the man did the harassing, I immediately shook his hand.

The sharp gaze of the man showed that he was not happy to be fought. Suddenly his big hand held my right arm. I tried to resist and hit his hand with my left hand, but his strength was very strong and gripped my arm even more. I feel so much pain in my arm. Akso hit me to be the center of attention of another rider. A few seconds later the lights had turned green, the rider behind was busy honking asking us to walk immediately.

Those who saw my arm held by the biker just watched. None of them would help. The human race has no conscience. Self-seeking. I was confused on how to avoid this evil man. Finally I kicked my right foot into their bike and they fell to the right side and nudged the other rider who was still waiting in line at the red light. Accidents happen too.

I immediately fled by plugging my gas. My mind is also raging. Where is Brother Andre who used to always follow me when I travel.

I reached the campus courtyard and immediately looked for Arif, wanting to ask for his opinion on the incident. In class there are many who come, but why the wisdom rod is not visible.

" Lusi, look Arif no?" I asked my friend Lusi who was sitting in class.

" No Sa, you why really panic," said Lusi who saw me so panicked with my face that looks pale.

"A...I'm okay, i.yeah I have no problem," said I who looked nervous because it was difficult to cover up a problem.

Wonderful Nisa panicked, what the hell is in secret, curious me.

I took my phone in my bag, and I called it in Arif's name. Some new rings were lifted.

" Hello Assalamu'alaikum Sa...,"

"Wa'alaikum Salam Rif...,"

"What's Sa?,"

"Where are you, Rif?,"

"I'm behind you,"

I turned my body and saw Arif had just come and was still at the door. He stepped up to me when he saw the expression on my frightened face.

" Why are you?, asked Arif who saw my face was like a frightened person and looked pale.

I pulled Arif to sit in the corner of the class, so that my conversation was not heard by others. When he sat down, the Lecturer came to the entrance examination. Ah, the dizziness of my head that one has not been well, even new things come.

Arif slapped my shoulder slowly, and smiled . It was like he was giving me spirit. I sat back down, because the bench we were sitting on was already there.

Arif was asked to share the exam question by Mr. Lecturer. His attitude is very calm, sharing one by one questions and answer sheets. The exam is in front of me. There are only 5, but the answer is up to 2 sheets.

Oh my God, my head is spinning. You see, it's hard, especially seeing the bald lecturer who glared since he looked at me, making it harder to do the problem.