I Choose You!
#92 Cannot Be Repaired
I looked at this guy in front of the class. He was in the same crowd as the students of this one class. They just do the customs of the community +62. Kiss the hands of the teacher who will leave the class for the next lesson.
As long as the disciples, who had already fulfilled his wish, returned to his seat. My eyeballs can feel following the direction of motion of this one disciple.
But the direction of my eyes did not continue as he passed my stool.
Yeah, that's how I was with Aaron this week.
“Guys! We discussed the first class decor ya~”
“Please cooperate!!
“Which does not want to help energy, help funds ya!”
Haaa..., do I help you with funds? I can't move my body because I've been thinking too much lately. If I hadn't tried desperately, yesterday's daily repetition would have failed.
And papa will be even more angry than at Aldi's house at that time.
“Rasyi~ Ideas, Race!!”
Eh? Heh?!
“You are thinking! How much to tell!” firna's voice boomed back at whoever was talking to me earlier.
Of course with friends who sportively bully this person who is none other than Qun.
Yes, yes, it is. My brain is too creative because of the experience. Eventually, even though I wasn't a member of the organization or a class manager, I became more active.
Yes, because most of it is only part of the memory of the Sekar school period as well.
But can't don't bother me to, I don't know, forever?
“Come, Rasyi. This deadlock. Deadlock!”
“Back wall paint gih~”
“You want to paint how?”
Dekor..., my class was.., “Shape a triangle. Later give a random tape to the shape of an irregular triangle, continue to paint.”
“Mading?”
“Wear the big board can't you?” oh yes, it used to be in my class, “Use our photos too.”
“Oh yes Rina ever wanted to take a studio classmate right?”
“Yes guys, yok yok! Ayok~!”
Classes are more productive when it comes to ideas. Unlike most classes whose people do not match each other, this class is more than eighty percent compatible.
Now I... What should I think?
“You escaped to Mocha?” Firna, he always realized that I was not thinking, “Jam is empty too right?”
I smile. Don't know if you should come or not.
Really am! My brain is like a blue screen and it's always broken again even if it's repaired five times in a technician!
“I can ask something no?” Firna continued her conversation more slowly as if she did not want anyone to listen to her.
Adding to my confusion since looking at her, “What?”
“But don't get mad.”
Start this kid again like this.
“Ya, what?”
He still hesitates, “True. Don't get mad.”
Really, Firna?! It doesn't give me any peace at all~!! If you're afraid I'm angry, don't talk weird! If you want to say, be brave!
“No. I'm already mad. No need to say anymore,” my mood really can not follow it.
“Rasyi...,” he's welding now!
I sighed, “Iya, what? Say now!”
He put his mouth close to my ear.
“You still want to reverse with Aaron?”
I frowned, “Have another birth,” follow me whisper, “Kalau kelai, ya have to be better. Don't get tense for long.”
“But, time is up so, you still have pingin. Want to be with Aaron?”
Heh? “No. I don't want to be⏤” ..., soan?
“Your father limit you guys to where the hell? I'm him, I can't meet anymore.”
Everyone knows that Aaron and I have their own taste. Even though we haven't dated so far, we can see if that day is coming. Someday.
I think it's about me believing or not.
That means in this one week, I'm just avoiding Aaron?
Although papa did not completely curb my decision, I like to understand papa's will and choose to stay away.
No, I think papa's right. If I'm afraid.
If so, how should I do?!!
My head!! Why so complicated just to understand yourself!!
Directly I stand, “Yuk see Mocha.”
I wish a cat and his friends could help me calm down.
I walked out of the bench and table⏤Aaa!
“Ras, look around!”
“Sorry...,” really! Three seconds that made my heart go home run!
Eh? Eh?!
“There was. I know you're like an SD kid. If the nudity can be thick,” my beloved classmate who is as high as a giraffe is going to insult me, huh?!
He took his hand off my waist. Of course because I was standing by when my friend was passing by. If he hadn't been holding me back, my head would've gone under my own chair.
“Lease!!”
Eh?
“Yes, it's been removed, my friend's” shows both his hands are free.
I saw the voice I knew behind me. Aaron stood up with his anger.
“What were you doing earlier?” Aaron looked sharply at this classmate of mine.
His face looked a strange smile, “Casual times. Hesitant. Rasyi I didn't grab kok⏤HUK! Heh!!”
I panicked right away. Stepping me between them, “Harun!”
I don't think this week has changed at all with him. Though I hope this long time can open our minds both.
It's true that my mind is more open. I know Aaron never thought he was healthy about his emotions.
He even wants to start another fight with someone else. This friend of mine is just holding my waist down so as not to fall. Why did Aaron have to push him to the point of getting hit by a table like this?
“Why the hell?!”
Of course, no one is not angry when they find out that people are pushing them for no reason. I'm sure his legs are in pain from the collision with the table.
“Do not be foolish!” really, Aaron?!
“Harun!! Enough!”
She finally looked at me even though I was standing in front of her. I kept my gaze firm while exchanging glances. The atmosphere of silence we use to affirm the intent with the eyes.
But no one wants to give up.
“Guys. How to give gini eh?”
“Rasyi,” I listened to Firna's voice. I know, he clasped my arm, without needing to look at him, “Yuk we go, yuk.”
No. gabe. Papa's right. I should point it more towards Aaron if I don't like his behavior at all.
I feel it enough now!
“Silent,” again, Aaron pulled out a horrible face.., “Secretting gini, mending shut up. You never defended me at all. Could be his father's nature.”
I immediately grabbed my own hand. Hardening, pressing down on those veins, hoping not to feel my own vibration.
Don'tbeafraid. I have to make it clear that he can't control me continuously!
“Everything, sit! I want to give you a job from Ahna!”
A teacher surprised me and all the students in this class. We did not sit to our respective places.
“Rasyi, sit down,” Firna managed to move me from standing.
Sit back.
“Harun! Why are you still standing?!” teacher made me aware of Aaron who has not left his place, “Mending help mom here to share a copy to your friends.”
He can still smile, “Iya, bu.”
I saw Aaron walking through my stool. And his back is further away.
