Fake Friend

The free Rini

A small dehemen from my mouth broke the atmosphere in the room that did not hear a single sound. Like a princess in a pingit, there was nothing I could do just sitting in bed with a cell phone always in hand. Going anywhere escorted, Out escorted, in the room also escorted.

The knock of the door was heard outside, it must have passed the examination of Kak Andre's men, so someone was allowed to enter.

Mother who just finished praying turned out to immediately wake up to open the door with curiosity. It turned out that the person behind the door was Father, Aunt Devi and her children. Brother Andre relaxed with his sleep on the sofa. Then Mother stretched the ambal for their pedestal to sit on the floor.

The father who saw me always watching the bag he was carrying made me feel like I had a durian collapse. Because I promised you I'd give you my favorite food. A pack of children's meatballs who do not know whether when to bunting, Eh know-know his son has a lot.

Dad stepped up smiling, trying to understand with my sulking attitude and handed me a bag of black plastic and it was cold hot.

Of course happy my heart, even very happy. Dad kept his promise it wasn't zonk. A pack of baby meatballs and a cup of avocado juice. Steady....

My mother opened the package of meatballs transferred to a small glass bowl container and gave it to me. What a wonderful father he understood. Just know his son's taste.

The newly arrived image sat next to my bed with its jail opening the blanket that covered my feet.

"Down why Sis?" said Citra who wants to play with me.

"Lazy brother, sister's legs hurt Cit," said I who was lazy to move because my calf bones felt pain.

"Ih.., this brother, get well quickly so we can go home quickly," Citra said in a powerful tone.

" Morrow Brother can also go home," I told Citra.

" Good dong, so Citra is not lonely anymore in the cake shop," said Citra cheerfully heard me go home.

" Bang Raga Mana Well," I asked my invisible father to go to the hospital.

" He went to Arif's place" said Dad.

" Wih, cool Bang Raga already want to come to the workshop," said I who feel happy because my brother already wants to care about my hobby.

" Raga wants to participate in martial arts training, so he can take care of his sister, the time people continue to take care of you, he is also jealous Dek," said Father explained.

" Keeps also he be a brother, kirain no care," said I who casually talk about Raga.

" You Deck if you're healed don't race again yes.., girls are crawling, later what the neighbors say, you are told the child is not real...," dad asked me to obey his wishes.

" Yes Well" I answered obediently.

I devoured the meatballs so quickly that I didn't realize someone was watching me eat. A very tasteful image wants to eat it too. I deliberately lure food with the right hoarse style. So Citra drools watch me eat.

" Em," I heard my voice praising her delights.

" Wih, good. .., buy where Well.., kok Citra is not bought," I said in front of Citra which makes Citra more envious of me.

"Yes, Mr. De does not want to buy Citra, Citra is so willing," said Citra who immediately grabbed my spoon when I put it for a while.

"Ah, you want yes, you will be fat, you are not afraid Cit, this is a lot of fat you know," I said to scare him.

" Ih, this brother has many reasons to say aja stingy," said Citra who heard the meaning of my words.

" ha! I can say it already means it is healed" said Citra who is still watching over me.

" Silence you Citra!, wake up Brother Andre heard your noise," said I who saw Kak Andre feeling disturbed by the sound of Citra's cry.

Kak Andre's pillow face looks still sleepy, and very tired. He went to the bathroom to wash his face and excused himself to come out with a fresh face, wanting to find food because he had not had lunch.

The sound of shoes footsteps rang out towards my room. A male nurse and a female nurse were checking on me. Seeing that my condition was fine, the impus hose came off and examined my knees and forehead which were still hurting.

Citra looked at the nurse and smiled as she removed the infusion tube on my wrist.

"Well, looks...This brother, so feel at home Citra here who takes care of a handsome gini, Every day the image of pain is also okay in the care of the same brother.", said Citra seduce the male nurse.

"Ehem," the male nurse deheman found it funny to see their behavior.

" So check on Sister Nisa, check on me, Bang." said Citra, spoiled like a cheap girl.

" Whatever is sick" asked the nurse who kindly spoke to Citra.

" My heart hurts bang, this one throbbed looking at Brother's face" Citra said pointing to his right chest.

"Ha.ha.., base Citra Sableng," I chuckled at the extremely courageous Citra in front of my parents.

I was out of the hospital for a week. My condition can also be said to have recovered. My sprained leg has also been sorted. Don't be asked how painful time is, Behhh!!! ask for forgiveness for the pain. The pillow was bitten until it ripped the sheath. Not to be lost it feels. If cannibals eat human flesh. Uh, I'm a pillowcase eater.

Routines as usual to the campus and to the cake shop check customer orders. Today the air feels hot, as hot as my heart that has never heard from Kak Gilang. How busy he is until he forgets or does not have time to tell me.

I miss hearing his voice. In contact is also not active, if you want to hear the news only from Kak Andre. Apparently the cure of love and longing it can be transferred, like money alone. If the money every month is transferred to not count the number of zeros.

Hot heart, hot mind. Let them eat sweet and sweet. Like me who is sweet but not cool. Better to be filled again for diabetes. Unfortunately though sweet who often see not his own fiance, but even others.

For this cold heart, it's good to eat chocolate and ice cream. Cakes eat ice cream as much as possible. Buy one big box also will not make my ATM empty, because it has been almost two years I lived in Kak Gilang I never used it once. Don't blame me today if I use your money.

In the store Cake Citra looks busy counting the number of cakes that have been packed and ready to be delivered. I invited Citra to buy ice cream on my big bike. Learn to ride the motor slowly which is important until the destination.

I parked my bike in the nearest minimarket yard. Stepping towards the door and when I wanted to enter I just got down because my phone was ringing and immediately I took a walk while holding the phone.

" Oh!, if the road looks around..," said I who was upset as if not received hit. It was my fault that the road while looking down hit someone accidentally and almost my phone fell to the floor.

" Rini!," I yelled at Rini for being unsure because the person in front of me was my best friend.

" Nisa!," cried Rini calling my name who was surprised by this meeting.

I was shocked to see my best friend out of the detention center. Look dirty and wear polite clothes. It was so good that my heart met my best friend again. Unknowingly from the shock, we hugged for a long time. Let go of longing for not meeting for a long time.

" How are you Rin," I asked Rini who was still not convinced that the person in front of me was Rini.

" My news is like this Sa, you see for yourself my condition, " said Rini spread out her arms and hugged my body back.