I Love You What It Is
Chapter 6's
For a while he did follow me behind, but it was a lapse of how long he had aligned me even before me, regardless of the woman who was walking around midnight alone, he kept walking in front of me and did not look at me even once.
I wryly looked around, why the atmosphere became increasingly gripping like this. I shuddered to feel the coldness that hit my body, especially with the clothes slightly open to make my hair stand up.
"Wait!" I quickly ran after the man and lined him up. As if he thought I was just the wind then, he didn't talk or even looked at me a little bit.
"I know Titian"
I greeted him while extending a hand so as not to feel awkward between us. He just glanced at my hand briefly but did not shake it and looked straight ahead again.
"Oh, you're kalo ga-"
"Rega" said he cut me flat.
I smiled then nodded slowly "em" I said. "Where's school? "
"BIMA SAKTI" he replied, flat as before.
After that only silence greeted us. But as we stepped into the vehicle-free area he started to make his voice
"A woman in open clothes out at night is what she does"
"Huh? You said something?" I looked up at him who was taller than me, because his voice was unclear I was trying to ascertain if he said something earlier.
"What does a middle-of-the-night woman do alone in a dress like you?" said.
Jamb. The question seemed to blow my heart, I didn't think that he would think so. He must have thought I was perverted and then abandoned just because my clothes were slightly exposed.
"Lo don't think anything weird. It didn't happen that way" I said with a little annoyance.
"Gue didn't think anything. Just negative thinking"
I was flabbergasted to hear his answer, only this time there was a model man cake him, instead of indirectly he also had negative thoughts about me earlier.
"But directly you also think negatively about me earlier. Why aren't your questions so sensitive? "
"Your brain is sensitive" he said, then walked ahead of me faster.
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Rega pov's.
I wriggled at the morning sunlight that sniffed through my room vents that were shades of white ash. Sometimes I blinked my eyes and sat in bed gathering the rest of my energy.
I glanced at the sports car motive plug clock that my father once bought when I was in 5th grade SD. The shadow that my father kicked me and my mother out of the mansion for the sake of other women in the past often left a wound that stuck too deep in my life. The clock is turning fast, I think I just slept about 4 hours a night now it's 07:24. I let out a rough sigh, got out of bed and breathed fresh air from my bedroom balcony.
It's a holiday, today I can earn more money than my part-time work, good enough just for my daily needs. Although it is undeniable that my mother always gave me pocket money every month, but I also had to study independently.
Mother has a cafe that has been divided into 4 branches in four different cities. My mother was Sinta Fauziah, she was the kindest woman in my life, the one who always stood up for me when everyone in my father's house abused me, and the most meritorious person in my life. I love him more than myself.
"Mom, I left first yes" I said as I greeted the mother who was still sitting at the dinner table.
"Honey, you do not want to consider first the words of the mother who is yesterday, if you do not want to take care of branches in Medan, you can take care of branches in Surabaya or Bandung. Instead of having to work late until the mallem every day" said the mother with a look full of pity.
"I thought about it first, Mom, if you want maybe later after graduating from school"
My mother smiled at my answer. It was that smile that always excited me to live my days.
"Judek. I accept whatever your decision is" she said and stroked the top of my head slowly.
"Jude, I'm leaving first"
I left the house on a bicycle, because the distance from home to my work place was quite far. Usually I go from school to work at 15:45 after school, and go home at 21:00
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tbc.
