Forbidden Senior
Part Three | Abnormal
Unbeknownst to me, the toilet cubicle I forgot to lock wide open featured the figures I least wanted to meet.
"Lo?" Both of his eyes were glaring at me.
My body stiffened to realize the existence of the person I had been making a fantasy object almost making out with another woman. The pain had not healed this morning, now it is coming back with new wounds. Why this man can always tear my heart apart with just his attitude.
I held my chest that was painful. Pain in the heartwarming becomes more and more when Kak Randu innocently even grinned with excitement. He hid his face in the recess of Nisa's neck whose breath was hunting. I shut my mouth to watch this happen.
Brother Randu looked at me like he was looking for justification. "Lo's? The student who was crying at the time of the faculty's outlook, right?" Her face poked out from behind the body of Nisa's sister who was behind me.
I'm nodding. "Kania, Brother." I'm lirih.
"Eh, Ran, move away from dong." Sahut Kak Nisa whose body was squeezed Kak Randu hit the door of my toilet room.
Kak Randu took a few steps back to give him some space. Then she sat down in the sink after turning off her seat while Kak Nisa was busy justifying her tangled hair as well as her shirt whose top two buttons were open. I came out slowly while normalizing my crazy heartbeat. The pain in my heart is heartbreaking. I can't imagine their next activity.
"Lo what's up, Nia?" His crisp voice broke the silence.
"good. Brother himself?"
Randu smiled. "Just here. No significant changes yet."
"The power of change" said Nisa, who was polishing her lips.
"Lo doesn't know me, Nis. There are so many vision missions that I achieved during my time as a student here."
Kak Randu turned back to stare at the reflection in the mirror. "Nis, get a tissue." Nisa's sister stopped her makeup to reach out to some tissue from her bag. He thrust it at Kak Randu. "Kalo wear lipstick do not easily fade. My lips are so stained," complained Kak Randu cleaning the remnants of red ink on his lips.
"But the cherry taste is delicious too. Sweet." Kak Randu's laughter blared in the narrow toilet room.
"Ran, you forgot. Lo front?" Sweat of Sister Nisa.
"Look out, again. You're an adult, aren't you?"
I'm just staring in a place where I don't know what to do. I stepped clumsyly towards the sink beside Kak Randu to wash my hands hoping that this sense of uneasiness would quickly subside.
"Yes, Brother. Let's just say I never saw. I'm good at finding secrets, too."
Sister Nisa who has tidied herself is already in the doorway. "Yuk, Ran, unplug!" Take it to Kak Randu who is guaranteed by jumping from the sink beside me.
"Bye, yeah. What was your name?"
"Why brother?" Asking me worried.
"So. It's just that."
"Kalinka Kania Rahmadi's. Economics 18." I keep the intonation as quiet as possible.
Brother Randu nodded. He glided over to Nisa's sister who was already walking in the hallway. "My name is Randu. Randu Bari Wijaya's. If later papasan do not forget to say hello." His advice then waved at me.
"OKs. Brother,"
I dry my hands with toilet paper. My body is limp in the face of a silly situation of nudging a couple who are making out. While the guilt over when we know the person we admire turns out to have a soul mate. I thought their relationship was a friend, apparently more than that.
Should I just forget this stupid feeling that might not be reciprocated?
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"My brother minjem hoodie lo." Exclaimed the invading Shania into my resting room.
After successfully arriving home I immediately entered my seminary on the second floor. Tired of college activities that take a lot of time, take a break while surfing the internet I always do every afternoon home. My college schedule was so densely packed my calendar that it was never empty to leap. It seems like college is busier than when I was in high school uniform.
"Cil, if you want modal style. Don't top-up Unknown Cash PUBG Mulu."
"Come, Brother. This time I am willing to rest at the foot of lo origin please pinjemin me hoodie ash that you bought with Kak Nilam. He said his hoodie was pretty cool. I need to get together with my pride team mingdep."
Nilam the rancid boy. Information like this could be leaked. You bucket-mouthed girl, watch out if she meets me later.
"Follow of slang tuh benefits. Paguyuban PUBG will follow. Perverted bege." My ejek at my sister's activities that are not at all beneficial.
"Snake anjir," I honestly saw Shania's face that made illfeel. His lips frowned sadly while his eyes sparkled like a kitten. "You don't ya don't." I'm straight from behind the phone.
Not out of sense he grabbed my phone and threw it in any direction. My phone slammed high before finally landing on the floor with a loud thud. Fearing that my communication equipment broke, I immediately got up to pick up a flat object lying on the floor. "Astaghfirullah's. Call deck. What's your phone breaking?" I can't say that expensive thing was dropped just like that.
That's when Shania slid into my closet, opened it, and ruffled it. "Sir, my clothes lo apain." My protest did not stay silent to see the behavior of my sister's bars.
Shania was sorting through my clothes and I was trying to hold her hand. My hand easily flicked it made me slam back to hit the end of the bed. Apparently my energy lost competitiveness with the energy of my brother who is like a rhino. Although his body was inches below me, but I didn't think his strength was this powerful.
Shania flew my hoodie into the air just after she found it. Plain ash hoodie made of soft material. I swore a vow in my heart to remember that hoodie I had never worn.
Fucking sister luck nut.
"Sir, thank you you for taking this minjemin to me" he pointed it at the gray hoodie he was in his grasp.
"Not minjem, cil. You robbed."
Shania laughed giggling. "Tar you bill it to my account to make the cost of the installment."
I snorted when I heard his joke. "It seems rich with money. Want to top-up just still melas to mother."
Without guilt, he hugged me who was sitting down near the bed. "Gue love you so much, brother. Love you." - Love you." Shania kissed my cheek which I hurriedly erased her trace.
"Well, if you forget to turn back. Or lo balikin but not washed. Inget, your armpits stink, make me dizzy." My spray that Shania replied by brandishing her middle finger before darting back to her room.
The boy's behavior is getting wild. His head who likes to fight, his attitude that does not have manners, unruly, profitable installments dear.
I went back to my bed to fulfill a forgotten mission. Hijacking the account of Si Nilam that unsettled the community. The boy sometimes had to be taught a lesson so as to understand how hard life is in the capital. Too plain sampe can not be different again between stupid and bego.
PATCHOULI BEGO
Woy Nilam.^^^
Why, Beb? :3
^^^Why do you tell Shania if I buy a hoodie.^^^
Is he not nanya?
^^^Certainly why are you answering honestly?^^^
Lying is a sin. I just want to torture. Hot hell, ogah, more need heaven who knows can meet Oppa Sehun.
^^^Don't dream too high. Later if you get sick.^^^
But without dreams people are lazy to try. Dreams are like fuel for people to advance their engines in living life.
^^^Corruption of jin mana, lo. Very wise.^^^
Wise is my middle name.
^^^Jijik, Nilamsari Chyntia Dewi^^
Haha
^^^Ketawa mampus does not know^^^
Haha 2
^^^Look well. Tomorrow I will do the same calculation.^^^
What's my fault?
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NB: There is no such thing as a rich contact?
