
“Love is like the wind, you can't see it, but you can feel it.” – Nicholas Sparks.
“Ahh pain Bu.” I said in pain as my hands were examined by Ms Fatimah, the UKS space guard. “It looks like your hand sprained Sar, like it should be sorted later so as not to increase swelling, later you go home try to the masseur ya, this is I love pain relievers first, I love pain medication first, after that you rest here, while you Dave you can go back to class, let Sarah rest first.” After that Fatimah's mother went to her desk again leaving me lying on the bed and Dave who was standing there did not say anything since we arrived in this UKS room.
“Dave, you why?” He was silent for a while looking at me, after which he sat on the edge of the bed of this UKS room. “Still sick?” Ask. “Not too really, after the sequence may also be a little fun later, already do not be sad so.” My speech. “Sorry yes I can't take care of you.” Sad talk. “Gak pa-pa, it was also accidentally the fall, you returned to class again not pa-pa kok Dave.” My speech. “Iya, you rest yes, later go home from school I come directly here.” He kissed me on the forehead, after which he went back to the classroom where I still saw the streak of sadness on his face. I don't know how I'm gonna lose you Dave.
After that I tried to sleep until I heard the sound of shoes running in front of the door of the UKS room, walking slowly towards my bed covered in white curtains. “Sreekk.” The sound of the curtains opened. Indra's sister?
“Why can gini?” Indra asked as she cleaned the wound on my left elbow with alcohol. “Ehmm dropped while playing basketball.” I was afraid to look at him. “Why can it fall?” How do I know brother.
“Fall aja.” My speech. “This hold is a bit sore.” He slightly pressed my elbows with a cotton swab that had been moistened by betadine. “Ahh pain.” My speech. “Abis is no longer sick.” Say it while attaching the wound plaster to the cotton. “Thank you brother, but how can you know I'm here?” He just kept quiet and said nothing just busy tidying up the equipment he had used to treat Lukaku.
“Dulu Indra school basketball athlete loh Sar.” Said Fatimah's mother who was suddenly behind Indra. “Ha? Meaning Bu?” My toot. “Indra used to be a school basketball athlete, if there he would have won our basketball team against any school, but do not know now why never play again.” The Mother of Fatimah. Hmm what because of the problems that are described Edgar huh?
“Still sick?” Indra said after Fatimah's mother returned to her desk to pick up the equipment used by Indra earlier. “Udah is no longer sis, thanks ya.” I smiled as I slightly moved my left wrist. “Kak.” I called out to him hesitantly. “Hmmm.” These words again.
“Why hasn't Brother ever played basketball again?” He stared straight out the window of this room with a thought that floated somewhere. “My parents work in politics, they demanded me to focus more on my academics at this School in order to be their successor rather than playing basketball which they thought was a useless activity to do and just to spend time.” He said, still staring far away with his mind out the window of this UKS room.
“But.” I thought of my next words so as not to offend him. “Is Brother really interested in following in the footsteps of Kak Indra's parents?” He exhaled heavily, lowered his head and I could see his aura of sadness painted on his white face and his face. “I really like basketball.” He replied and I could feel the vibrations in his voice. I ventured myself, raised my left hand that was still a little sore to her hand, and gently rubbed it. Cry brother.
“You hungry?” Indra asked when we were talking about her family, which turned out to be her older sister who had followed their parents' footsteps first, all I know is that Indra is not a very fierce person like him. "Lumayan Kak.” My speech. “What do you want to eat? I'll bring the food here.” Tumben he so good gini.
“Ehmm siomay or batagor can deh Kak, drink it.” My words are cut. “Es orange.” His words cut my sentence. “Kok Kak knows?” He just smiled and rubbed my head. “Wait here yes.” After that he went to the cafeteria where he previously asked Fatimah if she wanted to buy food or not, and of course the very good Fatimah Mother said yes. It must be heavy so Indra, where his future has been arranged by his parents not based on his own will.
He also went back to his class. What's wrong with my feelings.
“TENG! TENGS! TENG!” The sound of the school bell ringing. “Sar wake up, go home already home hours.” Someone's voice called my name. “Eh Dave.” I said while rubbing my eyes. “Hose huh?” Ask. “Iya, I think because of the influence of the drug that was given by Mother Fatimah also.” My steam. “How are your hands, still sick?” Ask. “Ehmm.” I moved my left hand that had sprained.
“Udah is not too Dave, it's been a little fun even.” My answer. “Who cleansed your wound?” Ask Dave. “Kak Indra.” My answer. “Ohh, have you eaten?” Ask. “Udah was eating siomay.” I answered while pointing at the empty plate next to my bed. “Who bought it?” Dave grinned his forehead at me. “Kak Indra.” “Ohh.” And instantly I felt a change in attitude toward Dave. She why?
“Yes, we're home, here's your bag I brought.” Say Dave with a little tart. “Dave?” My toot. “Hmm.” The answer. “Why you?” I asked who was sitting next to him and holding his left hand with my right hand. “Gak pa-pa.” The answer. “Jealous?” I asked to mock him again. “Nggak.” Answer's short. “Ohh not, yes I asked anterin Kak Indra aja if it is home.” I said pretending to leave and was willing to let go of my arm, but he pulled my hand again to keep it in his hand.
“Iya I'm jealous.” Said slowly. “I like.” Smiling words. “Kok likes?” Ask wonder. “That means you love me.” I leaned my head against his left shoulder and he kissed the tip of my head and his right hand pinched my nose slowly.
“You don't be naughty ya.” Dave said that made me smile with pleasure. After that we went home and when Dave's bike came out of the school gate with a little hesitation from a distance I saw there was a male student figure who was on the basketball court, he simply fell silent holding the red round ball in his hand. Indra's sister?
Motor sport Dave stopped at his luxury home garage. “Dave why are we going home to you?” I was surprised when I got off the bike. “I want to take some goods first yes, later want to go to Ivan bentar's house, I have pinjem goods he yesterday because, after that I just sent you to the masseur ya, yes, Ivan said his neighbor could follow me”. “Ohh okay.”
“Come in first.” I followed Dave into his house and wanted to meet Bi Iyem immediately to take off the kangen and hear his joke as usual, but suddenly Dave stopped in front of me making me hit his back. “Dave why?” I looked in the direction that Dave was looking at right now and made me fall silent as well as Dave. “Mama Papa.”
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