
"Gal.." call Orzie slowly. The galaxy did not look even a inch, instead throwing away its gaze.
"Gallaxi, I want to talk to you."
Slowly Orzie's strands of hair fell down, bowing his head deeply. That guy is no longer far away and doesn't even know him now. A forced smile spread on both corners of his lips described how devastated he felt that afternoon.
"Let's not talk to me anymore. Forever, just this once I want to talk."
The galaxy stopped walking, with one hand in the pocket and another one releasing the earphones. "Is it important to me?" the sarcasm. Momentary silence. Those scathing words struck right in the heart of Orzie.
"It's of no importance to you... But it's important to me, "always in an annoyed tone. The galaxy raised its eyebrows side by side with a look of disdain. Gisel who was standing next to the Galaxy smiled slightly, now look what will come out of the guy's mouth.
"It doesn't matter anymore."
Jambb.
Orzie could only clench his hands tightly, The galaxy twisting its body further walked through each class.
"Gue doesn't matter as long as he comes? It's okay, Gal. It's not important to me either."
The galaxy turned its head for a while, looking at Orzie who was now smiling blandly behind him. There was a tone of no-accept in his sentence that actually made Gisel win.
"Udah... Don't need to be knocked down, Gal. A haphazard chick too," Gisel provoked beside him while gently holding the Galactic hand.
The galaxy glared its eyes at Orzie. The girl unraveling the boat did not let out her smile, instead she smiled until she showed her teeth and turned to the classroom.
The galaxy rubbed its white face slowly then violently slammed Gisel's arm that was twitching in his hand.
"Surge lo!"
***
Orzie walked through the library. Choosing to sit there watching the traffic that does not endlessly pass through it does not matter. Until a voice messes up the daydream.
"Only alone," said someone. Orzie raised his head to see Mike who recently often found him coming with a guitar.
"Do you want me to sing something?"
"Not to."
"Why?" ask Mike slowly. Orzie is fed up with anyone, maybe Mike who used to be like a prince became an ant rang-rang in his eyes. There was nothing stirring in his heart like before. It all feels shitty. Feeling that the question was ignored Mike chose to pluck the guitar strings.
All the girls were whispering, some even filmed the boy's stage action.
Having yet to finish the song, Orzie hurriedly stood up leaving behind dozens of pairs of eyes that were snickering at him cynically. Make their idol–Mike put on a disappointed face. It was the fourth time the girl had gone without cause, walking around the school twice with empty eyes. No one can explain the change in the nature of the girl to this day.
The bell rang quickly to make students scatter out of class with joy especially if they are entering History or Mathematics lessons. At least the bell went home to be their savior in times of boredom.
Trees that had stood upright swayed violently in the wind of the storm, the weather that was hot before did not play was a sign of rain. Many schoolgirls complain of forgetting to bring an umbrella, especially Orzie who is now upset. Uniforms will not be effective to fight the cold rain as hard as that.
In the midst of this, many students choose to walk on the classroom terrace rather than passing through the school field. Upon arriving at the bus stop Orzie narrowed his eyes.
There are evil spirits!
Tumben really wants to take the bus again.
Rainwater fell from the roof of the stop, Orzie raised his head while raising his hands to hold rain water and rubbed it in the face.
*****. Segear.
Feeling that someone noticed Orzie looking to the left, the distance with the Galaxy was only three people and sure enough the Galaxy looked at him strangely. Orzie threw away his face, held water again for gargles so that the evil spirit was more and more anxious to see him.
So busy mouth-watering Orzie until not aware of the bus he will ride away after transporting many passengers. The water pooling in the street splashed to make Orzie aware.
"W-woi I haven't naek woi!!" his screams. Free, the bus won't stop, he just stares at the damn bus.
Tuh bus driver no brain bat anyway, I stopped by myself kek gini. Lah mending if there is a nemenin—
Orzie looked to the side.
The Evil Spirit also missed the bus!? What is he doing intentionally?!!
The rain is getting heavier, the awkwardness makes the Galaxy once a little throbbing. Orzie hugged his bag tightly as the storm blew on him, plus there was a Galaxy that incidentally was like a block of ice, so felt at the poles. Chilly.
An angkot stopped, Orzie immediately rose in shock but stopped when someone intercepted him.
"Gue go up first!"
Orzie. Then prying when he found out he was going to be one angkot same shitty guy. Rain soaked his hair, the girl climbed the angkot while praying that he be kept away from the annoying guy.
But his prayer was not fulfilled, the only remaining seat adjacent to the Galaxy. Orzie put on a sullen look ignoring the Galaxy next to him. It's like not knowing each other, never getting close, and never talking.
Orzie feels like people always seem to be ostracized. Doesn't everything go according to what God says?
The crowd made him sick, many pairs of eyes looked at him while whispering as if he was the one who killed. They are busy making out without listening, willing to argue but not to argue.
Returning the disgust growing within him, Orzie gave a cynical look making the busy mothers gossiping about him speechless. It's better that way, being the bad guy who's actually evil. Than people who claim to be holy when far more cunning. Let the world punish him to any extent, let them speculate in a haughty tone. Long ago also died.
The smell of rain was mixed with unpleasant odors, in addition to the Galaxy a stocky man was busy fixing the position to make the man shift uncomfortable.
"Well, what the hell do you want me to mulu?!" exclaim the angry Orzie. The galaxy is replying cynically. "There is no need to ride an angkot if you are stuck on a sewot!" mean it.
Orzie glared at the strange eyes. Like deja vu. He had previously said that.
"Plagiator is very much alive! You don't have to be angkot! Live in an elite place not a kumel kek gini angkot!" Orzie's inflamed, the galaxy narrowed his eyes.
"What right do you have to forbid me?!"
The cold temperatures are getting colder again. Kayak in hell. Orzie swooped his eyebrows in annoyance then chose to stop by tapping on the angkot roof.
"Here sir, nih." finished giving the fare he came down in a hurry, the uniform might get wet. People also would not care how dim she was inside, all they saw was an ordinary girl who was raining without an umbrella, walking alone by the side of the road.
The air is getting colder. Orzie cursed himself.
Why am I leaving so guilty on my cake?!
Orzie's hand warmed when a hand touched him.
***