He Is Not My Brother's

Birthday Party's

"You got the invitation, right?" ask Val to Amy.

They sit in the school park. Amy looks happy. Val guessed Amy was invited to Olie's birthday party.

"Yup! You know what he said, Val?" ask Amy.

"What?"

"He said this, um ... Am, you're a special guest so you have to come."

"really?" Val is not sure what Amy is saying. His best friend is very amateurs when it comes to guys.

"of course. Is this a sign Olie likes me?"

"Maybe. One thing is for sure, Amy. You should look beautiful at the party. Leave the shirt and pants. You gotta wear something girly, you know what I mean?"

Amy thought for a moment. The girly? She imagined skirts, lace, ribbons, pink, bando and make up. Make ups? He hated the most with the various colorful powders and creams that were applied to his face.

"You're seius, Val? I have to wear lace and make up?"

"Well .. doesn't have to change completely. At least you should wear a skirt and a little make up."

Just a day after her conversation with Val, Amy started ruffling her closet. He found only four skirts. Three of them are school skirts.

"This is just ...?" ask him to yourself.

Amy looked at the plaid skirt she was now holding. The combination of black, red and white base lines illustrates simplicity. So simple. The crease is rooted below the hips, while towards the waist the skirt is tight. It is only knee length.

The skirt was bought last year when he, M and his holiday father went to a large mall. Amy saw a statue wearing the skirt. So pretty. The statue was wearing a shirt top wrapped in a red cardigan. But at that time Amy was only interested in her skirt. I bought it with pleasure. But Amy just put it in the closet without wearing it so she forgot about the skirt.

Amy walked up to the glass and saw her already wearing the skirt.

"Not bad" chirped M from behind the door. He entered without any invitation and sat on the bed with a glass of lemonade in hand. "Once in a while you have to wear a skirt. Don't just go to school."

"I'll wear it at Olie's birthday party."

"You like him, huh?"

"It looks so."

"Seriously?"

"I think so."

"I suppose? You're not sure how you feel?"

"I don't know, M. I've never been in a heart."

M choked on his drink. Amy's words just reminded her of someone who also used the term 'falling'.

"You why? Be careful when you drink."

"It's okay. Good luck to you."

Get out of bed and go away. He stepped outside the house, towards a small river that was only about three hundred meters from the house. The river is clear and shallow. Only the knees of an adult. Some parts are quite deep, but not up to one and a half meters. Many rocks were scattered in the river. From small to large to an adult can sleep on the rock.

From far away M saw someone sitting on one of the rocks in the middle of the river. He recognized that figure. Hugely.

"What's wrong, Jimm?" M shouted and started jumping over the rock to the rock to get to the middle of the river.

"I'm actually going to take a shower. But I broke my intention. You alone?"

"I just need peace."

Jimmi picked up some small stones around him and threw them into a deep part of the river. Water splashed into the air as the rock hit the surface of the river.

M looked at his best friend's face. "Jimm ...."

"Yes." Yeah."

"May I know who the chick that took your heart is?"

Jimmi stopped throwing stones. He hesitated and wondered what he would say to M.

"You want to know?"

"If possible. I'm not forcing."

"You'll know in time, M." Jimmi turned to M and smiled. "I heard Weni was coming to Olie's party. It seems like the right moment for you."

M smile. He knew Jimmi was switching the conversation. But he doesn't want to force Jimmi about the girl. He took a deep breath.

"I thought so, Jimm."

"Happy fighting!"

M laughs. He had already told Weni to Jimmi. A classmate who managed to lure M. Jimmi said Weni was the twenty-first victim. At that moment M just laughed. There's nothing that M doesn't tell you, neither does Jimmi. Except the girl Jimmi now likes. Jimmi didn't tell M much. Even his name M doesn't know. Even so, M still respects the privacy of his best friend.

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M was already standing wearing a white shirt and black genie pants at the door. He's waiting for Amy in his room. M saw his watch. There's still time, but it might be a little late if Amy's still not done in ten minutes.

"Amys! We're gonna be late!"

Not long before Amy came out. M watched his sister from head to toe. Amy wore a skirt the other day she saw it. Amy also wears a tight white t-shirt covered in a blue jeans cardigan whose arms are rolled around my side. His neck is also covered with two necklaces. It is bright orange and the other necklace dangles on the stomach with a pendulum of some kalem pink stones. Amy also wears black flat shoes.

"Nice .. come!" take M to the village road.

"Are we going up this?" ask Ami. He noticed a large motorbike parked on the side of the road. Amy knows exactly whose bike this is. The bike is similar in shape to Valentino Rossi's famous racer. Amy once rode this bike with the owner of the bike. The motor forced him to hold on tightly to the person driving it.

"Yes, Jimm said I could wear this. She wears her brother."

Amy was not sure what she was doing while riding on the two-wheeler. A few moments later he hugged M.

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Amy was a little dumbfounded as she entered Olie's vast courtyard. The house is also big and nice. He saw various decorations in the garden. The tables are arranged in such a way with the chairs facing one table decorated with bright blue tablecloths and very high birthday cakes. Amy soon joined her schoolmates. They joke and laugh.

"Amys! I can't believe you're wearing make up." Zack suddenly appears with Lewis and Olie.

Amy only blushed embarrassedly at the handsome Olie in a brown shirt and white pants. They congratulated Olie one by one. No exception to Amy.

"Enjoy the party, my friends." Olie passed from before them.

Amy took a deep breath.

"Amy .. You should be more feminine. Your cardigan ...." Val pulls Amy to the side of the park.

"What's? I don't have an idea." Amy pressed her lips.

"You see, Olie's just being normal with you."

Val held his forehead. To be honest, she wanted Amy to look like a princess so Olie would pay attention to her best friend.

"Do you know where the toilet is? Take me, Am. I'm gonna pee" Val whispered to Amy. He immediately moved and pulled Amy's arm.

Amy follows Val who starts walking towards a man carrying a tray filled with cookies. He asked where the bathroom was. Once back in her hand immediately pulled Amy to follow him.

"The bathroom is inside. Do you want to come in?" val asked when they were in the porch of Olie's mansion.

"I'm here, Val."

Amy looked around. This house is like a palace. Some fancy lights inside the house were visible from outside here. The furniture is full and luxurious. Amy glanced at the plants lined up along the foyer. Flowers are planted. Roses, dahlias, jasmine, orchids and still others. At the end, Amy sees a bougenville flower. Amy moved closer to the purple-colored paper flower. The trunk is two meters high. The branch dangled down because of the load of flowers and leaves it carried. The flowers fall onto the grass that lines the ground.

Suddenly Amy saw a terrible sight in her state. He saw Olie kissing a girl.

The deg!

Amy turned her face away. But he is still curious. He looked again. After making sure it was true Olie, Amy ran from there. Tight chest. It felt like an arrow was piercing his heart and thousands of syringes were sucking his blood. His eyes are starting to get hot. He passed through the place Val entered. He looked up but then continued to run towards the other side of the house. He didn't want Val to see him cry.

After believing there was no one, Amy stopped, then sat down on the grass. He slowly sank his head between his knees. He wanted to be like that for a moment, venting his disappointment and heartache to satisfaction.

Although only a few months ago I knew Olie, but Amy had expected too much. He is too late in the likes and kindness of the guy to be unable to see reality. The fact that Olie treats everyone equally well.

Brugz!

Someone hit Amy all of a sudden. Amy grimaced with the weight of the person who overcame her.

"Sorry, but we better run!"

Amy knew that voice. Jimmi's Voice. The man got up and grabbed Amy's hand and helped her up.

"You ...!"

Woof ... woof ...

Anji*ng's barking sounds are heard. Then soon a big black anji*ng was running towards them. Jimmi pulls Amy and runs. Amy reflex running also saw the creepy anji*ng that showed his sharp teeth.

They kept running away from the anji*ng who seemed eager to catch the two. Apparently anji*ng was running very fast. At once their distance to the anji*ng was just less than three meters.

"Yes, God, save us!" Amy mutters.

Jimmi and Amy continued to run past Olie's guests and hit the chair several times. People were surprised by the presence of the black anji*ng. The party atmosphere is chaotic. The girls screamed while the boys there just watched.

"Stop, Brandon!"

Anji*ng immediately stopped running and approached the voice. Olie stroked the black anji*ng named Brandon and brought him into the house, keeping his party out of the mess.

Amy and Jimmi are still running. They thought anji*ng was still running towards them. Amy was so tired that she stopped her steps.

"He's gone, Jimm ..." His breathing is still not regular.

Jimmi stopped and looked back. He gasped and tried to normalize his breathing again.

"What exactly did you do to that anji*ng, anyway?" amy asked with a waist.

Jimmi kept quiet and kept breathing. She looked at Amy, and sat down next to her. He saw Amy's slightly puffy eyes. But he was sure not because of being chased by dogs earlier. Didn't he hit someone who was squatting?

"I accidentally stepped on his tail."

"Basic sloppy!" Amy snapped at Jimmi.

"Sorry .. I don't know anyone squatting crying."

Amy was a little taken aback and felt caught stealing a retorting answer, "Who's crying?"

"Whose eyes are puffy?"

Amy speechless. He recalled the plight behind the paper flower just now. And the thousands of needles felt increasingly piercing his veins. His eyes were hot again but of course he did not want to cry in front of Jimmi.

"You see, M? I'm going home."

"He's with Weni. You have to wait for them to finish talking."

"What's? Not want. Where's them?"

"Don't bother them, Amy. It's the day M's been waiting for."

"You mean?"

"Today M will declare his love. Time you didn't know?"

Amy glanced at Jimmi. Did ya? Then what should I do? I don't want to be in this place anymore.

Everything here makes Amy sick. At least he wanted to get away from Olie's residence and things that reminded him of that guy.

"You don't like this party?" ask Jimmi.

Amy just shook her head.

"Can you take me home?" those words came out of Amy's little mouth. A second later Amy realized and regretted her words earlier. He remembered the night when he came home to watch a band performance.

"Come on!" Jimmi stood up and extended his hand.

Amy greeted the hand hesitantly. They're headed for the parking lot.

"Jimmi, where are you going?" ask a girl wearing a pink blouse and a white miniskirt. He just appeared out of nowhere.

"Sorry, Jane. I'm not taking you home."

"But, Jimm, you said you'd take me."

"Sorry, I can't tonight. I have important business."

The girl wearing the miniskirt stared intently at Amy. Amy sees that dislike gaze at a glance as Jimmi pulls her arm and takes her away from there.

Seriate...

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