Festive Collection

EPS 77'S. SELFISH

Ayesa Reinata, the sixteen-year-old girl entered her new classroom stiffly, as if her legs were being held back by a web of godams. For two days now he was in his new school containing quality students.

“Why are you, Ren? How did I see rich less spirit than that?” Ask Alisia as her friend.

Rena turned her head with a gaze implying she was fine. “I’m fine, Lis. Why don't you go to the cafeteria?”

“Kan is now logged in, Ren.” Alisia tilted her body to fully face Rena. “You why exactly? Usually you focus the person,”

“You don't know me yet, Lis.”

Then Rena drowned her head into the folds of her hand to put herself to sleep for a moment, at least her brain could be refreshed.

All the students in the class are soluble in their respective activities. This is because the teacher who was supposed to teach–Pak Wahyu as math teacher–avangan is present. Naturally it became heaven for the students of the XI-IPA-2 class.

The sound of the bell ringing three times indicates the time to go home. Alisia woke Rena.

“Rena, let's go home,” says Alisia.

“Emang is it time?”

“Already. Come!” Alisia cleaned up a few piles of books that were still scattered on Rena's bench. “Come,”

Rena stood up and walked in a gontai, parallel to Alisia. “Truly. Why the hell?”

“Today you have ‘why’ to me how many times, Lis?”

“Today you didn't answer my question how many times, Ren?” Alisia asked, mimicking Rena's previous speech.

The girl smiled amusedly seeing Rena's expression turn sullen. Then Alisia blew her laughter and put her hand on Rena's neck. The two walked along the road to their home. Yes, Alisia and Rena are in one housing so do not deny these two days they go home together, or even three days today.

But when Rena will pass the bridge, Rena's head feels dizzy after the sound tuk hit his head. “Aduh!” The screech.

“Why?” Panic Alisia looked at the surrounding conditions. “Why are you, hey?!”

“No idea, nih. Kaya ... kaya someone threw something into my head,” said Rena slowly while scanning the situation around. There was no one but the two of them.

Rena exhaled slowly and invited Alisia to leave the place immediately. But again his head was targeted by stray gravel. “Duh, who the hell?!” Rena turned her body and found a guy in a different uniform with her, carrying a slingshot in her left hand.

His appearance was ordinary, not too handsome and also not completely destroyed. Moderate. “Who are you?!” Sergap Alisia, “ngapain threw the game to me, there is a problem huh?!”

The guy whose name was embroidered flat on his chest smiled mockingly. Rena and Alisia once glanced at her name, Darian Kendra. His name is pretty cool.

“Who am I not important, and I am not dealing with you!” Darian accused Alisia until the girl regressed her steps in surprise. Now Darian's sharp gaze was fixed full towards Rena who was unmoved. “Rena? I mean, Ayesa Reinata the daughter of a cake shop owner front red light right?”

As it followed the groove, Rena nodded without daring to stare back at Darian's bead eyes. He even sipped his saliva which had been choked.

“It's nice to meet people like you, and you know who I am?” Said Darian in his cool pretentious tone.

Alisia took another step forward and blocked Darian's gaze from Rena. “Heh! If your chat is not important, mending does not need to be discussed. Time is money, Boss!” Then Alisia pulled Rena's arm away.

However, just a few steps, Darian blocked Rena's hand. “I found you. And don't pretend you don't know me. Re-na.”

Rena looked at her hand that was still held by Darian, then as fast as the wind looked at the young man. “Better pretend not to know, ‘kan? Rather than know but only unite with quarrels? You know, it's a fact that kind of backfires when I bring it up again. Excuse me.”

Alisia froze just like Darian. Rena first got out of the presence of both. With tears that had dripped once. Rena doesn't want to cry over the same thing and repeat. Don't want at all.

—

“I'm curious, Ren. Please tell a detailed story! That's clear! Plis,” Alisia looked at Rena with a parched face.

After the incident three days ago, more precisely when Darian suddenly reappeared before Rena, Alisia continued to bomb questions to her friend. “Know him? Your guy, Ren? Or ... man-tan?”

Rena snorted as if looking at the behavior of her friend. “Lis,”

“Iya-iya. Half-demon humans, ‘kan? You're gonna say that,”

“I'll tell you tomorrow after–”

From the door of Ado–class chairman, shouted Rena's name loudly. “RENA!!”

“iya...” Reply Rena with a voice she thinks is full.

“RENA!!”

Alisia kicked the table and glared at Ado. “WOI! NO NEED TO SCREAM! IT'S CLASS, NOT FOREST!”

“Yee, sewot! Rena hunted, you were told to the guard post.” Ado then walked out of his class to the cafeteria.

Finally Rena followed Ado's orders earlier. This time he walked alone because Alisia was also still working on PR from Bu Dalil, an Indonesian teacher. “Most Mom, or not yes .. Dad. Who else?” Inner guessed.

The girl choked a few seconds in front of the security guard post. His eyes were wide with his lips open. His heart thumped even more as the figure in front of him turned around. He smiled, a smile capable of wounding Rena with the ghost of her guilt. “Da ... froman?”

The guy smiled as he raised his eyebrows.

“Ngapain are you here? Isn't this still school hours?”

Darian rubbed his own nose and touched Rena's nose. “From the signal I got, you haven't eaten because you are busy with your friend's questions about ... me? Yes, ‘kan?”

The man in the parka jacket took Rena's hand and put down a light green food box. “Capcai mushrooms, not spicy. I like things that are light green. My intention is to look for light green mushrooms, but .. yes you know, no.”

Rena stared at the horror of the block object in front of her. Never thought that Darian would come back. Make the decision first. “You,”

“Ssh, one more.” His his hissing, Darian took out something from his pocket. “Tissue. You like to eat. Especially the ones with luck. Because I can't sleep, you can wipe yourself. Okay, Princess?”

“Dar..”.

“Eh yes, there is another–”

“DARIAN! Hear me. We're over! Why are you still rich like me?”

Darian sighed. Showing his big smile. “End does not mean I stop giving love to you. But this is the beginning of my struggle to get real love from you,”

“Stop!”

“I know, you moved because of me, ‘kan? I know, Ren. But .. I’m still falling love to you, I love you more than you did before.” Darian looked at Rena with a gaze of proof that his statement was not just nonsense. There is sincerity tucked behind it.

Rena choked. For a moment he was silent. Feeling a strange rumble that increasingly gnawed at his chest. “Stop! You're feeling really sad, aren't you? I didn't move because of you. I moved because yes... I want to move.”

In fact, Rena did move out because she wanted to avoid Darian. Rena still regrets her decision at that time, but what can be done. Rice has become porridge. After all, porridge also could not be reincarnated into rice.

“Already. I don't want to hear your reasons anymore. Eat, yes.”

Darian's death from Rena's presence. The girl went to her class again, which happened to be empty hours. “Loh, Miss Dalil didn't come in, Lis?”

Alisia who was busy playing candy-crush shook her head. Rena is just a mangosteen.

“You food?” Tawar Rena's.

The friend turned his head and his eyes widened. “Mau, would! Where?”

Rena took a slow breath and exhaled her coarse breath. He shifted the light green lunchbox to Alisia's table. “From who, nih? Tumben,”

“Mother masakin,” lies Rena.

Then Alisia opened the contents of her meal and found a small piece of note on top of the box. He glanced at Rena who was looking at the door with a blank look.

Dear, Rena

Or even when I just touched the wound, it just got wider. I'm not a PMR kid. I'm just a guy who's never ashamed to get that love again.

From your ex-bf

“BF? What's boyfriend for?” Chirps Alisia makes Rena keep looking. “From your ex?!”

Rena stuttered and grabbed the paper and put it in her pocket. “What the hell, Alisia! BF it ... Best Friend!”

“Yakin? You are .. ulu ulu, so sweet your ex. Duh, don't you eat? Ah, you did, Ren ate.” Alisia shifted the lunchbox again in front of Rena. “Darian, ‘kan?”

“Not!”

“If sewot, the sign is yes.”

Again, on this cold Saturday night. A girl in a High School uniform is still standing right on the bridge. Squeezing the handles in his hands and his teeth clashed against each other. Shortly after, someone touched his hand. Rena automatically turned.

“Lama?” Ask her.

“According to you how?” Keto.

“Rena, can't we be like we used to?” The man said in tears. “Can't?”

Rena looked over with a flash of anger in her eyes. Both pelupuk already bloated. “You want me to lick again the spit I've pulled out?”

“Rena..”

“We were together first, Darian. But now it's different again. It's all because of you!” Selorohnya with a trembling voice.

Tests. One drop of her tears dripped, making Darian's heart even more broken.

“We split this also for your good,” added Rena. “For you.”

Darian ruffled his hair in frustration. He turned his gaze toward the river that showed the reflection of the moon. He nodded slowly. “Neg. You only think about yourself. Have you ever heard that I am so sad now? I asked, ever?”

Rena choked. He shook with his clenched hands. Then he lifted the fist into the jaw of Darian's face until the man took a few steps back. The woman's tears had already flowed profusely forming a small river on her cheeks. “THAT'S THE ANSWER!”

Then Rena directed her gaze in another direction. Letting Darian's gaze get more and more confused by him. “Oke...” muttered Darian and took out a pendant from his pocket. “Take it,” put it into Rena's grasp.

The two decided yesterday to meet on the bridge next to the flower shop that yesterday had brought them together. There was also a witness to the great quarrel that occurred between Rena and also Darian.

“I have a request, you stop interrupting my life!”

“And I also have the right to ask, you stay by my side!” Darian won't lose.

“Darian!”

“Rena!”

“Go from my life, Darian! You are like a parasite, you know?!” Snapped Rena blindly.

“Please be well. I promise I won't be a parasite again,” her smile grows. Adding to Rena's annoyance.

Rena snorted and then left. Even he was not aware that he was grasping the locket tightly. I don't know what feelings are in Rena's heart right now. So sorry, Darian.

After establishing her heart, Rena decided to tell Alisia the problem. Now both are in the same place, the school garden.

“So-so? Who is darian?” Alisia asked excitedly.

“Before, I was with Darian dating. I admit, Darian is a kind and caring guy. He's very loyal. And, it all just ended because I killed him. You know what, Lis? Darian is Mr. Lasmo's son, the one who has been bothering my father and mother. He is a loan shark.”

Alisia. “So, I conclude. You are selfish and look at people's struggles with one eye.”

Rena choked. He swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. “But, Lis,”

“If I don't want to be friends with you because you're just a baker's son, don't get sick in reality?” Ask Alisia.

“Sickness, lah.” Sluggishly.

“The leech is his father, not his son. Now you've heard the slogan about AIDS ‘shun the disease, not the person’? I think you're smart enough to reflect it yourself.”

—

“Bu, this why close?” Rena noticed her shop board inscribed with a lid.

Bu Asih smiled wryly towards his daughter. “Kuenya. Brought to you his son Mr. Lasmo.”

“APA?!”

“Ih, why? How shocked is that?” Ask Bu Asih.

“Eh, no. No pa-pa, Mom. Thank you,”

After that Bu Asih hugged his daughter who was still in shock. “We're debt free, son. Mr. Lasmo didn't ask for flowers. I'm so happy. Surely your father will come home from work also happy.”

Rena's eyes were wide. There's a little guilt on Darian. Especially by touching the pendant that encircles his neck. “Darian,” inner. “Bu, I want to go to a friend's house for a moment yes,”

Without waiting for her mother's answer, Rena ran as hard as she could towards Darian. Although she did not know where she was, Rena ran to the house and the bridge she had come to. But the result is nil.

The sound of his cell phone ringing shocked Rena's daydream. He reached for a flat object in his pocket. Number not known. “Halo?”

“HELLO, REN! NAWAT!”

“Why?! Relax,”

“GAK CAN ELAH!”

“What the hell, Lis? What talk?”

“DARIAN ACCIDENT, STUPID!”

“APA?!”

“Sabar, Ren. At Kasih Muara Hospital, hunted yes..”.

Rena disconnects her call contact and hurriedly hitches a ride to the hospital. On the way too, Rena unceasingly blamed herself. He also did not forget to pray with tears constantly dripping.

When she got there, Rena's body squeezed to see Alisia running towards her and hugging Rena's body. “Ren..”

Rena threw Alisia's body and ran into Darian's room. And the view presented was so stifling. Darian's body was stiffened with a white, dangling cloth. Next to her are several boxes of partially destroyed cookies, which Rena believes are cakes made by her mother.

“Darian... don't mess around..” ooze and walk slowly approaching Darian. There was also Ms. Erlis and Mr. Lasmo who were crying in sorrow. With that, Rena was sure that Darian was not messing around.

Rena pulled the white cloth over, and found Darian's face slightly shattered. “DARIAN?!” His scream shook Darian's body.

The girl limped and tried to hug Darian's stiff body. His skin is cold. “Darian! You yesterday wanted to be by my side! Why are you leaving now? Bad know?!”

“Rena..” call Alisia rubbed Rena's shoulder.

“I mengesel-nieselnya, Darian! If you want to know, I'm the one who regrets it the most! I wasted you,” his tears were getting broken along with his gaze on the broken face of that guy. “I love you, Darian.” He murmured, and everything turned dark.

In the past, they were so clingy. Until finally comes selfishness and do not recognize respect for the feelings of others. Be they broken, and hurt a pair of hearts. Love is not just about romantic-romantic, there are times when a little problem that faces both people. Hold it or not? Don't let the words now cause regret tomorrow.

“Respecting the feelings of the person is important, let alone his hard struggle. Should someone disappear first so that you realize that the existence of that person is so valuable?”

Finished