Happy Birthday's

Chapter 2's

After right in front of the house I say to Alvin who is ready to advance the motor.

Actually I don't trust people easily but somehow I think he's different.

Duarrr

The sound of a balloon popping suddenly appeared as I entered the house.

"Rasya's happy birthday"

Sure enough it was my friends who gave me birthday surprises every year. They gathered happily with the mother who was smiling warmly beside me.

They're my best friends Sita, Nazwa, and Zio.

I appreciate their efforts. This surprise is not only given at home but also in several other places such as schools, parks, and restaurants. We choose to give a surprise every year because the four of us have been friends since Junior High. Unlike Zio, who has always been my classmate, Sita and Nazwa have only been my class again after the last 2 years.

Seeing them enthusiastic every year makes me a little happy even though the pain holds a pain that I don't think.

They laughed cheerfully at my face smeared with cake. I replied to them with passion that I made. And there was a chase action like an Indian movie without any songs.

After all was satisfied we rushed to clean ourselves and eat the cuisine of the mother who had lined up neatly under the mat.

"Yes" said Zio suddenly interrupted us eating.

I just turned my head towards him.

"Who were you with?" tannya

"Alvin's"

"HAH" contact the three of them

"Alvin who?" ask Zio not to know

"Alvin's? Alvin's brother's idol?" nazwa made sure

"Sister Alvin the prince of drama?" Sita with passion came to chimed

" idols? the drama? What's good?" zio did not understand

I just put my shoulders up which signifies laziness to answer their questions.

"So he will continue to eat pamali" lead my mother the savior because if not so they will continue to give thousands of questions.

After eating I helped to clean the dishes and took them to the kitchen.

"Have the princess shut up let the prince take care of it" Zio came with a tone more like the prince of the village. He carried the plate he had gathered in my hand

I who was lazy chimed turned towards the two of my best friends who were sitting in the living room. I sat near Nazwa because they were facing each other and picked up the cut watermelon on the table.

"So?" ask them both.

"So?" many confused.

"Do you know Alvin? Since when? Haven't long? Before moving or after moving? Continuously" continued Sita who was cut off by me because his mouth I put the fruit from earlier I ate.

Ishh I forgot about those super kepos. If you know gini mending help mom in the kitchen washing dishes.

"Just now" I answered understanding their rant.

"Rasyaaa" call Nazwa spoiled.

"So what the hell Jiji knows" I moved my seat towards Sita.

"Rasyaaa" call Sita to imitate what Nazwa did but rather with her pouting lips.

"Ishh why the hell are you two" I got up from the chair but was prevented by Zio's hand which pulled me in front of him.

"Well, what is your relationship with him?" ask Zio with his serious face.

"Hhh forget not to answer" continued Zio accompanied by his grin and released the grip of his hand on my arm.

"So?" ask them.

"Dahh Sya later we continue to interrogate okay" Nazwa rode his car followed by Sita because their house is unidirectional.and Zio he went alone because he brought a motorbike and his house not far from my house.

"But be careful" I waved my hand at those who were increasingly invisible.

I turned towards the house but was prevented by the tantalizing talk I overheard.

"Look at the rich kid playing with the car" said my aunt in her house because our house was side by side so it sounded clear in my ears. Whether intentionally or unintentionally they talked about looking at me. I saw that he was used to their nature. Everyone is free to argue as long as they don't hurt my mother.

 

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I prayed in the middle of the night to remember my father who used to be by my side. There's no more. Why is everyone celebrating your departure? Pain saw you when lying lifeless with a shroud wrapped. Everyone gathered crying for your departure. Reminds me of his desire to fulfill my dreams. Sacrificing his life for me.

Well indeed we are not too close because of the distance that always separates because of your work. But I am grateful to be born as your child who can't do anything about it. Well with all my abilities I promised to protect my mother from the insults of neighbors and family because of her status as a widow. Sometimes the family talk is more painful than the neighbor's babble. Until my hand sometimes shakes when I meet my mother's sister but I can't show it because I'm worried that you'll be anxious.

I didn't feel like I slept until morning. I woke up with a nose that had smelled good food but my eyes were still hard to open. After a while of gathering souls that have not come out all I managed to open my eyes and do activities every morning.

As usual after saying goodbye to my mother I went to school by public transport. However, while waiting for the angkot I met Alvin who was riding his ninja motorcycle. He stopped standing in front of me.

"Don't bother" I who understand directly spoken.

"I'm sorry which way the roses are going?" tannya

I who was ashamed immediately bowed my head, and by chance the angkot had come and I rushed up but was prevented by the hand of Alvin who grasped my arm.

"Kanda, let's go up" he bargained.

"Sorry in this area there is no such thing as a rose path" I replied and rode his motorbike.

He drove up his bike at average speed and it was clear he was smiling at the rearview of his bike looking at me. There was no conversation along the way just that this heartbeat was getting louder and louder.

We arrived on time at the school with all the views heading towards us. Perhaps it was because of astonishment but their gazes were like expressions of hatred.

"I'm here" said Alvin.

"Song title rich" I joked.

"I'm anterin ya" he bargained.

"Where?"

"To my heart"

I who heard it instantly spun my eyeballs cynically.

"Ngapain coming?" I asked her to see her walking in the same direction as me which was definitely not towards her class.

"Miss this geer is always like that" she replied, walking faster and turning deliberately bent so that our eyes met for a few seconds.

"Ter-" I haven't had time to continue my sentence he walked away in a different direction to me. I'm sure it's heading to her class because it's the opposite direction to me.

I walked in annoyance towards class but in the middle of the journey there were two people holding my hand who must be Sita and Nazwa and doing the daily routine of studying. But in the middle of learning and the teacher is still teaching me to get a notice hp signifying the incoming message. I opened it out of curiosity.

'I'll wait at the school rooftop'

The short but clear message was written Alvinku's name.

I who was astonished to see his name rubbed both of my eyes to make sure. But all real names are written Alvinku.

'Since when do I keep his contacts' I ask in my heart.

"Jeez MY ALVIN" cried Nazwa to see Alvin walking past my class. I was shocked to close my phone.

"NAZWA" snapped by Rina's mother who was teaching.

"I'm sorry ma'am" Nazwa grinned without sin.

'It's a good thing Nazwa didn't read my cell phone if he saw maybe everyone's noise because of his really loud voice'