HIM, MY BEST FRIEND

Recognition

I left early this morning. Besides because today is Monday, I also want to make a stop by class 10-2, Fitri class. I wanted to ask you for an explanation of his confession yesterday.

Yesterday, on my way home, Harry said nothing. That means he's crashing again. Even if he no longer craves, it means he is again bad mood. I know enough to not bring anything up to him.

I put my head in front of the door. Slender.

"Fitri's coming?" ask a child who sits on the front bench.

"Not yet, brother," he answered.

I glanced at my watch. At 06.10.

"Yes, thank you, yes" I said as I passed.

I began to climb the stairs leading to my class.

The corridor was still empty, but it was Monday. Am I part yes.

"Assalammu 'alaikum.."

"Wa 'alaikum salam..," turns out there's already someone in the class.

"Hi, Om." I said. Lately I prefer to call Kurnia that, because she is very happy to advise me wherever and whenever. Old-fashioned.

He just smiled.

I put my bag on the chair and intend to get out again.

"Ri..," she called.

"Yes" my leg was stuck at the door. "Why?"

"May I ask you something?"

"By dong" I said. "I've all been asked with you, ranging from lesson schedules to dream interpretation, inget?"

I walked towards the stool. Kurnia and Harry's stool are right behind my stool.

"Mo nanya what?" ask me while pulling Harry's bench to get a little away from Kurnia.

I know very well what Kurnia is like. Just like I know what Harry is like. He's not the kind of guy who's been on installments like Harry. Nor is he the type of person who is open about himself. He cares about the people around him, but he doesn't want anyone else to care about his problems.

"Hey..," I poked her arm slowly.

He calls, he's the one who's in.

"You're the same 10th grade kid, right?" he finally opened his mouth.

"The new PMR kids?" many ensure.

"Yes, that's fine" I was on our mission yesterday. The mission that failed completely because Fitri ngaku if I nyomblangin he same Harry. Sillier. I smile.

"Why smile?" tanyakanya.

"Ngga, so take their ridiculous behavior," I said.

"What are they like?"

"Hem.. You know what Fitri is, right?"

I immediately frowned. Waduh..

"Tau dong, he's one of my favorites" I replied honestly.

Yes, among the 42 PMR 10th graders, he and his five friends managed to take my heart. It was their behavior that made me smile. I feel like I have a half-dozen sister. Instant.

"Inget not the same girl who fainted on the field during the three-day camping?" tanyakanya.

"Camping the time of orientation is it? I haven't had that shower in three days, have I?" many ensure.

"You don't know how many days you shower."

"Oh yes, the one in the camp was. Yeah, I didn't take that three-day shower.. Going back and forth my skin is exotic" I said ngeyel. "Thru.trus..."

"Yes it was him."

"I mean Fitri? The girl who fainted in the truck you carried to the pendopo was Fitri?" I'm not sure.

I can forget yes. When it happened, I was the one who broke the girl. I want, just want me to wipe the eucalyptus he refused, because there is also Kurnia there. Kurnia finally came out without being asked.

"I want it to happen, but I don't want it to be Fitri" I said as I continued to work out my memory puzzle. "How's crus?"

"Hum..."

"What the hell Om, ham hem ham hem mulu," I said impatiently.

"I like her."

"Huh!!" I shouted in disbelief. Thankfully, the class was empty. I covered my mouth with both palms.

"No way," I murmured.

"Why is that possible?" tanyakanya.

I was wrong with Fitri with Harry. If Kurnia finds out that Fitri likes Harry..

"And you used to say you wouldn't like girls when you were in school" I'm nervous not knowing what to say.

"You said, tar if it's work, it's established, just want to talk that way."

"That's when I met Fitri.." There was a red cloak on her cheek. Iiihhh. Bad you om kayak like that. This isn't you at all.

"You said I'm the only girl you'd dare to talk to together" I still can't believe what she's saying.

"Yes, I don't think you're a girl" she replied.

"Yes you know, but I mean, do you dare to talk to two girls besides me?" my many. Seriously, I am not offended at all.

"There's you who won't let me talk to him."

"What's? Ogah.you think I'm a mosquito repellent," my voice instantly raised.

"So how's dong?" ask her with a face.

"Assalammu 'alaikum.." a greeting sounded from the door. And I know who the owner of that voice is.

I immediately ran towards the door before the owner of the voice could see the trunk of his nose.

I pulled Harry's hand away from the door. I pushed her body against the wall.

"Awas you yeah, don't say anything to Kurnia about Fitri. Anything!" I pointed his nose at her as an affirmation.

Our new friends looked at us suspiciously. But I don't give a shit. Nothing can ruin our friendship. Especially because of the girl problem.

"What the hell?" tanyanya did not understand.

"Just don't talk about the same Kurnia, anyway" I said quickly.

Here, ugly me. Difficult to control emotions. If it's emotional, the lu-gue comes out.

"OK..," he said, "but that's it.." he raised his eyebrows while playing his eyeballs.

Huh huh? Suddenly my neck felt cold. I understood right away, something was wrong. I followed Harry's eyeballs.

Oh My God!! Ahmad was standing at the end of the last staircase still with a bag on his back. Looks like he just came. And he saw this indecent scene. Nooooo..!!!

I immediately threw Harry's hand which I was holding tightly. I hid the finger that was pointing at Harry's nose. I took a few steps back.

Ahmad had not yet stepped from where he stood. I did not dare to look at him just to see the change in look on his face.

Just last week he praised me perfectly, now.. Hiks.it feels like crying. He must think of me as a bar-bar girl with no ethics.

"What the hell is it, Ri?" apparently Kurnia caught up with me. "Hurrying too soon."

Kurnia walked towards me. Now Harry and I stand between Kurnia and Ahmad.

"Father, ko. Riri just wanted that Mr. Rifat ngingetin he made ready for the Olympics tomorrow. Isn't that right, Ri?" pulled my shoulder to his body. He hugged my shoulder as he walked towards our class. Leaving Ahmad as I know it must still stand in the same place.

"Oh, what's wrong" Kurnia followed into the classroom.

Aaaarggghhh. why the fate of my love gini very. Is this karma because I rejected all the guys who shot me?