Forbidden Senior

Section Nine | Why?

After carrying Kak Randu's body to sit in the front seat, the girl was suddenly sitting next to my chair in the row of the back seat. He thrust out his right hand with disdain I shook it. "Fara's Cave,"

"Cania."

I saw him pull out his phone, open his chat room. Still playing her phone she said, "Lo Randu's girl?" Toadstools. Suddenly I shook my head.

"Continue?" His fishing rod raised one of his eyes.

"Just a little sister level,"

He put his phone back in his little bag. "Eh, seriously?" He looked at me in disbelief.

"Gue guess, you're Randu's girl." I smiled thinly.

"That means futile is my effort," he regrets to himself.

"What is it, brother?" My reflexes.

Instead of responding to my curiosity he switched the conversation. "Gue gouge nih. Do you want a gibahin Randu? I've found a lot of disgrace?"

Although still feeling arrogant, hearing about the privacy of the man I was a little enthusiastic. Exactly very but prestige close the meeting of self-esteem. If I may want to know anything about Kak Randu. As simple as how his sleeping position, his eating habits, even how to yawn resist sleepiness. Even though the guy said it was just a simple fact, I don't care.

But there is a shadowy grudge given the proximity of Kak Fara with Kak Randu. Negative assumptions about the relationship between the two. How close is this woman to Kak Randu. Although it can be Kak Randu who is always odd to all girls.

I caught a glimpse of Kak Randu in the front bikun seat chattering with his male friend. He looked at me until our eyes collided and then he smiled. I turned my eyes away in shame.

"I'll tell you what your face is red,"

"Before I discuss further, anyone want to ask?" Lure it to me who has a myriad of questions if it concerns seniors.

I scrunched my forehead pretending to think. "Emm if Kak Nisa's relationship with Kak Randu what is it?"

"Well, why is it 'that'?" He emphasized that word.

I frowned unable to guess his point.

"Nisa's relationship with Randu. Are they not famous throughout the campus? It's a secret, right?"

I bit my lower lip. "There's no particular reason, brother. I'm just curious."

"Related?" His god showed off his smile.

I speak a thousand languages.

Is he starting to suspect?

Understanding my silence, he continued, "As for me, they are very rich in one soul in two bodies. Cannot be separated. Where there is Nisa there must be Randu appears and vice versa even though not every time because they also have their respective activities. But the strange thing is that their hobbies are the same. Community too. His brain was eleven twelve. Ideal type..." I gulped, hopefully the answer is different.

"Either." Dashed is my hope.

"But rather than being a couple anyway, I as their friend more support them enough in the status of just a department. They are rich twin brothers. All tastes are the same. And ..."

A brother? What brother almost did the sosor-shredding scene.

"uh? Nisa's similar suggestion *******?" His roar filled one corner of the bikun.

"Sister," I really do curse at my mouth that's leaking other people's privacy. Not heeding my warning, he instead called Kak Randu.

"Rope ..."

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"Sister, wait," cried chasing after Kak Randu who stepped half-running.

"Sister, plis was horrified first,"

"Sister,"

Kak Randu stopped his steps making our bodies collide. Instinctively, Brother Randu wrapped his arms around my waist. Restraining my body from smelling the asphalt. I looked up at the reaction on his face. He just smiled wryly.

My body was retreating unraveling the intimacy between us. I hold my chest that beats incoherently. If we are still attached most likely Kak Randu can definitely feel it. That can't happen. I am not ready to express my heart because now is not the right time.

"I didn't hear you first,"

"Miss ..."

"Rampaign. You do it here,"

Regardless of me, Brother Randu rushed past me approaching Sister Nisa who was standing right behind me. My heart is like being stabbed. So pain. For the umpteenth time my heart aches because of this man.

"There's only me truant hehe," Seeing Kak Nisa who grinned innocently, Kak Randu ruffled his hair.

I'm standing behind like a bitch between two people who are in a drunken romance.

"Thou shalt not believe bege. Cape-cape hair at the salon, if you get any more." Brother Nisa's lips pursed, her hands folded in front of her chest. Brother Randu laughed. A crisp laugh that everyone can interpret as a happy laugh.

Seeing that real closeness, my tears spilled without me holding back. I stepped back to escape but damn it was realized Kak Nisa.

"Lo, that toilet girl right? Same as Randu?"

"It was just a coincidence to meet," I rubbed my face roughly cursing at every tear that escaped.

"Sorry my brother first yes," Brother Randu did not even bother looking at me.

"Yes already. Be careful." Not the voice of Kak Randu but Kak Nisa.

I waved my hand to leave them.

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NB: Love spoilers yaks

I typed a message on Kak Randu. I don't know what the obvious motive is I just want to improve our relationship and hope Kak Randu does not reject it. Guilt keeps knocking on my conscience. I will ask Kak Nisa's relationship to Kak Randu and then clarify the boundary between us if it is proven their status is more than friends. I want to end this one-handed love that hurts so many people. I want to burn this feeling down to its roots.

I waited for Kak Randu's reply anxiously. The clock shows at seven o'clock. At the faculty stop, alone, waiting for a passing campus bus.

Lo where is it?

Stoppage. Waiting for the campus bus.

Which stop?

FE (Faculty of Economics)

There's a twenty-minute gap. My phone's on. Incoming call from Kak Randu.

"Grad-hall"

"Lo's still there, right?" Cut Kak Randu with an anxious tone? Is that really what I just heard. Is my eardrum damaged to hear Kak Randu soften his voice and tucked away in worry?

"Yes, brother, I'm still at the stop."

"Aren't you taking the car?"

I let out a breath. "My car broke down, it's been towed by the workshop."

"So how'd you go home?"

"Wait bikun,"

"Don't you have a crab? It's malem, man,"

I saw the back of my pitch-black stop. The lush trees and their interlocking shields shade the ground beneath. The occasional breeze blowing swayed his leaves.

"My wallet's missing," I'm embarrassed.

"Should I pick it up?"

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**NB: Help me advice dong. If for example so Kania who is nothing in baperin mulu same doi, tired no heck? Does he have to fight for his love that has no certainty or has to give up because it is hanging?

Plis-plis answered yes. Do my research too, all for the experience so as not to slip to take the wrong path.

I was young.

The world is like a jungle.

I need a map.

To move into the future.

Thanks

Dear You, you,

Crown_Green**