I Choose You!

I Choose You!
#88 Call



I've never received a stack of missed calls, except from the Hendra family about two years ago. And that too when papa is nowhere to be found.


Aaron's worries are like that too? Until he called me fifteen times?


Instead of not wanting to answer, I just didn't know what to say. Plus he called my dinner with papa. Eating out.


[Harun must be angry anyway, this is over.] 


Online message from Firna. Just reading it, you can imagine Firna's worried face.


I turned off his voice. But the distraction confused me.


Not stopping me from doing that. I think I should be even stricter and more resolute to Aaron.


He's angry, I can be angry too. If he wants to talk, we'll be able to talk well yesterday. Aaron was angry first. I'm confused as to what if he keeps quiet like that.


[Why don't you just answer. Yeah say we talk straight, is that it?]


I'm speechless.


[Scoffs say it now. He will become angry later.]


I think Firna's giving a reasonable statement. Yet....


[Not necessarily, right?]


The face emoji sticker that Firna sent, illustrates her hesitation over my words. He also answered again....


[I knew Aaron could be angry to what extent. He could hurt you again.]


Why don't I want to do it?


If I want to finish everything, I cannot turn away. Even if I'm made sick of it.


Sickened? How can I feel that?


It was as if I didn't answer for that reason.


[Fire. What are the twins?]


What conversation do I want to switch?


[It's no different. But they don't seem angry at you anymore.]


I type...


[Harun can't tell you they are the same?]


[I'm confused. What do you want anyway?]


Heh? Which I want...?


Oops. Papa's back.


“Not arrived?”


I'm shaking. I think this is wrong. Choose a place that is guaranteed to be good for dinner. It will be hard to compromise the stomach.


Papa chose to check his phone after he left it to the restroom. If you remember earlier, there seems to be a message from Hendra.


“It looks like something from uncle Hendra deh,” I swung my mouth.


“Hmm.”


Silence was silent between us even though our surroundings were noisier like a night market with groups of children leaving without their children.


Start, where my illness relapses.


“What says uncle Hendra?” my kepoku who defeated the hunger in my stomach came into action.


Papa looked at. I don't know what he was thinking for a moment. But the movement of his mouth did not seem as if he wanted to hide it or cover it from me.


“There's something.”


Still can I fishing, “And it is..?”


Papa's eyes playing towards me, “Kirana likes her friend Hendra.”


...


“Ko, heh, what?!” Tu, knock, why ja, why so, anu....


“Phft....,” papa...?????


A moment..., “Papa kidding ya?”


“No,” papa turn off his phone, “He really likes the police. The Rasyi was afraid, yesterday.”


Sa, sa sa, same him?! How can?!!!


This is the most unexpected story in all the experiences I have received. Really am! How did it get there?!


“Mie chicken is the same meatball,” aunty came to bring order.


“Thank you,” papa gave me food on my front desk.


Mama, your son is not appetite because it is too shocked, must be flanked huh ma?


I do love peace without Kirana's grandmother. All problems are solved, though the solution leaves a big question mark. Like a question mark that slaps me with his head, until I'm confused⏤kok can?!


KRUUUUU KUKUKUK!


“Hear. Not shy?”


Pa. Papa knew that it was embarrassing, then why discussed?!!


Yep. Okay, stomach. Hear you. Let's forget what we heard and assume it's not part of my life. Only celebrity gossip comes out through the nostrils.


The sound, my phone vibrating on the table. Dialing.


Ha hahaha, I want to eat!! Bodo greatly!!


However, it did not shake once. Even in the first mouthful I still chewed, there were already five calls.


“Jawab. Interrupt.”


Yeah, pa. AYE!


I think I should postpone my dinner for a moment.


I'm standing. Intend to take the call to a quieter place. I chose across the street not wide where papa's car was parked. I can still see Papa from here, so it's no problem.


Another call. Aaron really didn't give me a pause to call me tonight.


I took my breath.


This time, I have to deal with it more firmly and finish it off until it is completely clean!


“Hai..., Aaron...” still feels doubtful in every word that comes out of my vocal cords.


His breath sounds heavy.


[“Where are you going? Why was my phone turned off?”]


Right said Firna. That was the main problem he called this time. Why didn't I answer just one of his calls and at least tell him my reasons? With that, there would be no new reason for her to be angry.


“I'm again outside.”


[“That's getting untrue! out to where?! Why don't you tell me at all?!”]


Aaron? He was, much more rude than usual. If someone else heard me, people would think that I was being hacked.


I can't accept something like this. Yesterday was messed up, but there's no way I could've been all the more fucked up.


“Please, can't you scream?” I leaned myself in the car.


[“Where are you, Rasyi?!”]


“I'm eating the same papa, outside. Will soon be home too. Yes yes?”


[“Rasyi! Don't shut! We need to talk!”]


Can't do. Talking like this can't. I have to wait for him to calm down and then I can start the discussion more calmly as well.


“We'll talk about tomorrow? Let face to face, more delicious.”


[“Make what?! We're just..,”]


Hm? Is he quiet now? “Harun?”


[“Sorry. I'm too excited.”]


He sounds. sorry.


Finally I can breathe more freely, “Nothing. But please next don't do this again.”


[“Iya. I'm sorry about yesterday too. I don't know what happened to me...”].


Better to be quiet like this. Now, let's get started.


[“You're mad at me, Ras?”]


“... no..., just...”.


First, I need to make it clear what each of us wants. Then we have to discuss it until we find an agreement. So everything will return to normal like the school days of teenagers in general.


“There's a reason why you don't want me to be with my own friends?”


[“I've said many times. They have no help, even make you bother continue.”]


Alright. He's been fighting about that. I should have explained it many times. Maybe I should explain it again, more clearly.


“Oke, Aaron, look. The twins, that's because of their nature. Sometimes I even enjoy it. If it was Firna, she was my best friend from childhood. You also know.”


She's laughing?


[“You can live, don't use them.”]


Really, Aaron? Do I have to mock like that?


“I want to have fun with everyone. I don't like it when Aaron limits me like that. Understand really about excul yesterday, but if the control of my friends is so, can not dong.”


[“You want me to let them bother you, so?”]


“If they disturb yes, I can get angry at any time. As always, Aaron. Let them be their own.”


[“I can't accept that.”]


I let out my breath.


I can't seem to get him to agree with me. Then we have to find a middle ground where we can both agree.


“OK. How about we talk to the twins tomorrow? Let's face to face. So we can find a middle ground. So that you are also satisfied⏤”


[“I'm there.”]


Tut tut tut!


Eh?


I looked at my phone screen... Aaron?