I'm Afraid of Falling in Love

Not Known So Not Dear 2

Wouldn't I go the wrong way if I let her into my life?

- Blue-Eye

Sally:

Ta, I can not pick you up, you will ride ajek aja yes.

“We want to pesen what else?” ask Rahma Tea to my friends.

The Sharah Tea sitting next to me flipped through the menu book. “What yes, I think this is delicious mixed noodles.” Teh Syarah pointed to one of the menus that I could not see to Teh Rahma.

“Where do you want this message not?” ask Teh Rahma who now shows her menu book to my friends.

“We follow aja.” Saying A Syarif.

The rest of me didn't listen to their conversation because I was daydreaming about how I would go home later. Ojek ride? I'm scared of being kidnapped let alone having these nights. How dong, do I have to ask someone for help, who? My close friends are few.

Guide : Ta. Been busy?

A stretcher? Do I ask for help Pandu? But I don't want to give her hope, then I go home later what try.

Me: The guide may ask for help

Pandu : What?

Hesitating my finger typing something on the phone. What should I do?

Me: I'm not picking up. May I have you pick me up at the station

Guide : Can. When's?

Me: I'll hear you again, but really want to ?

Pandu: I told you that no one picked up the news

Me : Pandu, thank you. Sorry about ngerepotin

Guide : It's okay, don't bother.

I let out a sigh of relief. There is little doubt when asking for Pandu's help. I was also confused who to ask for help. Only my dad usually picks me up for college. Huuh, this is if there is less association.

“Ta daydreaming, coffee what coffee.” The Canda A Asep who made everyone look at me who was looking down. I was wrong with her behavior.

“Cie Gem follow.” Temptation Tea Iis that makes me more embarrassed, fortunately now night, if the day must be found out if I blushing.

“Cie Gem, cie cie.”

“Xie xie mumoon.”

“Apaan anyway so connect to me.” Mumun Tea Speak. I laughed, they were not bad, maybe I should familiarize myself with them.

“We are many new members yes now.” Said Mr. Grace.

I glanced at Teh Asri, Teh Rani, Teh Hahab, Teh Tri and Dwi who became the new members of our class. The more classes we have the more likely. I am grateful, at least in the midst of my turmoil about coming home later, I can feel the warmth of my friends.

“The food is long yes.” Whisper Rahma Tea to Syarah Tea.

“So how does it go?”

“We'll get better again.”

“That's what it is.”

“Yes but heartache tea is not if he is to another girl.”

“It sure is mah, but we don't prejudge bad first.”

I looked in front of me Iis Tea who was engrossed with her phone. Maybe he was chatting with his girlfriend. So is Teh Asri and Putri who are engrossed with her phone. Teh Syarah and Teh Rahma was engrossed in chatting, the same with Dwi and was engrossed in chatting with a Sharif.

“To know if anyone secretly playing?” ask Teh Rahma who now blinked one eye to a Sharif.

“Naha so ka Syarif?” gurau a Sharif (Why to Sharif)

“Allah keg api-api.” Say Iis Tea (Don't pretend).

“Naon anyway is?” tanya a Sharif pretends not to know. (Apaan is)

“Cie which way to the white crater not rhyme-ngajak.” Rahma Tea Vapor.

The atmosphere of the night is crowded because of the vehicle, now more crowded because of whistles and temptations that my friends throw to a Sharif. A Sharif just kept dodging and saying it was okay. Where my friends believe if they both—Teh Nadhi and A Syarif upload their photos in status wa.

“Honey her status has been removed.” Syarah Tea Speech.

“Cie, cie cie.”

The cheering and the chanting continued until the food came to our tables. Rahma tea immediately allowed us to eat. I who are basically shy only allow them first and prefer to stir pure milk that is still hot, visible from the smoke that billows around the glass.

I'd love to take out my phone, but I'm embarrassed to get caught chatting with guys by them. Shame to be caught close to someone.

“Ta daydreaming about eating.” Syarah Tea thrust a plate containing noodles with a mixture that I do not know anything in it to me.

“You're on a bribe?” tawar Syarah Tea.

“No need tea Syarah.” Immediately I snatched the spoon proffered by Syarah Tea.

I tried to drink milk that was still hot. My hands are actually itching to play the phone, but somehow I can't. Anyways want to play if no one is talking about this. Why is it as if there is envy when you see people busy with their phones.

“Hoi ta.”

“Why tea?” The Rahma surprised me who was daydreaming.

Rahma tea thrusts a spoon containing noodles. “Dreaming to eat nih.”

I couldn't feel good about rejecting it, hesitatingly taking the spoon. “Nih eat a lot so later on the train is not hungry.” Syarah tea also took part in thrusting dishes at me.

“Eh you ta, who will go home?” ask Asep in a loud voice.

“Sama I bang.” Rahma Tea Vapor.

“Do not forget anterin safely yes.” His words were exactly that of an older brother who was protective of his younger brother.

“Where are you going?”

“Ke station bang.” Answer A Sharif.

Why am I so moved to see those who care so much about me. All this time I've been closing myself to my own life and world. Now that I realize one thing, humans are social beings. And interacting with others is important.

“Don't get usherin ya neng.”

Rahma's tea rolled her eyes lazy, “aku anterin to the station gate all bang.”

Conversations flowed. About the presence of new people who hopefully feel at home in our class. Absurd behavior Iis Tea, Asri Tea, Princess, Fikri, and A Aris.

“It's been night, home yuk.” Take a Sharif.

“Yuk.” Connect the other.

“Eh this is not finished.” Tehrahma.

“Habisin first come, eh Fikri do not be shy dong usually you are the one who likes to gigabisin.” Rahma Tea.

“Aing deui, aing deui.” Fikri grumbled and laughed. (Me again, me again)

“Sok is tong asa-asa.” Asri Tea Vocations. (Please don't hesitate).

“Nu other oge atuh keg urang sindak.” Say Fikri while eating. (The others also dong not me alone).

“Geus sebeuh urang mah ninggali maneh cast goods ge.” Teh Iis mneyoffers a plate containing french fries in front of Fikri. (I'm full I see you eat).

“Heeh bener is.” Princess Sahut. (He was right)

I smiled at the view ahead. The atmosphere never changes wherever it is with them. Lots and noise. Mutual satire and dropping each other is not common anymore, even so we have never been hostile.

“Ta, come here eat again don't daydream.” Syarah tea even thrust a spoon at me. Bribed me like a child.

“Already ah tea.”

“Eh this spit has not run out, quite later if hungry on the train there is no trader. How to go come.” Want to not want me to take a bribe back from Syarah Tea.

“Bener ta nih potatoesnya also eat.” Rahma's tea also followed her to give me fries.

“Already tea full.” Reject me when Sharia Tea will come back to feed me.

“Yakin?” I nodded even though I was not really full, but the prestige dominated me.

“Oh yes, we calculate first how much the total is.” Said Rahma Tea who now calls the owner of the stand.

“Eh father do not bother, make us happy aja.” Iis Tea Vapor.

“Bener Pak do not often later if we want to eat-eat the father continues how.” Continue Syarah Tea.

“Often-often come to eat with us.” A Syarif also followed the nimbrung.

“Bapak aduh so not good.” Said Rahma Tea which then received the money as an additional payment for meals.

Finally the meal was finished, the payment was completed using cash and money given by Mr. Grace. Before going home there are buskers passing in front of this stand.

“How much cash is there?” ask Rahma Tea.

“Oh a lot, we will diligently save.” Iis Tea Vapor.

“This change.” Said the pure milk merchant.

“We have how many of these motors?” ask Rahma Tea again.

“Make twenty parking aja rah.” Saying A Aris.

“This rest stay 10 thousand more.”

"Judah love to the busker.”

The change I don't know how much it must have been in for two for parking and a busker who did happen to pass by.

“This sir.” A Syarif gave his parking money.

“Hatur nuhung jang.” Speak of parking. (Thank you son)

I approached A Aris who was fiddling with her phone. He was forced to ride a gojek because I went to the Rahma. I feel guilty about it.

“A Aris really okay gojek ride?” I'm not feeling well because Rahma's Tea is taking me to the station.

“Nothing ta, relax aja times.”

Maybe I am the one who is not happy because A Aris looks ordinary, not upset or angry at all. I'm relieved, but it still doesn't feel good to see A Aris riding a gojek while I'm with The Rahma, even though I know they always come home together sometimes.

“Come ta.”

“Eh yes tea.” I got on the Rahma Tea Motorcycle.

“We first yes.” Rahma Tea Vapor. I waved to them.

“This is to that station time right?”

“Iya tea.”

I'm confused to talk about what exactly, “bener is Nadhi Tea is playing with A Syarif?”

“Loh you did not see his Whatsapp Status?”

“See anyway, the status is also fleeting. I don't think it's them.”

“From here straight right?” teh Rahma asked as we stopped at the red light.

“Iya tea.”

I saw Teh Asri's motorbike like it.

“Loh Asri Tea? Back here too?” ask

Rahma Tea on Asri Tea.

“Iya the pass here can kok.”

“Introduction yes tea.” lights are back green.

***

I got off Teh Rahma's bike after we got to the station. “Please ya tea.”

“Sama-sama. Be careful ta.”

I nodded, “teteh also be careful.”

We waved our hands before we parted. I stepped into the station cheerfully, but my stomach was heartbroken. The ticket booth that had not been opened made me move from the station to the nearest stall.

Upon returning to the station I hurriedly entered the bathroom and checked something that made me uncomfortable since then.

“That's right.” I said to the mirror in my arms. Before people thought I was weird for talking alone in the mirror, I went back to the ticket booth.

The ticket was already open, after buying the ticket I sat back down. “Support only bring.” I said after I found my period medicine. Without any more linger, I immediately drank it. The cold night air is getting colder when it's like this.

It's really uncomfortable. Though since then I was very happy because I gathered with one class, now even have to relieve stomach pain. I haven't even checked my phone yet.

There were some calls from Pandu. I told you that I'd send another message later, why would he call me? I don't know what time to take the train.

Me : Sorry yes Pandu just finished college, take the train at 8 more until 9. I'll tell you again when it's up.

Not long Pandu has returned.

Pandu : Owh just came out, sorry if disturbed.

Me: This is really okay, right?

Pandu : What?

Me: You picked me up?

Pandu : I'm not okay with it.

Pleased? Why should I be happy, I'm not an artist or president, this weird palanquin.

there is also a good thing, I can go home without riding ojeg.

Me : Okay, thank you.

I don't see cell phones anymore. The effects again dapet it is like this, appear cold sweat and heartburn sucks. All wrong. Want to vomit can not, want to sleep especially. Really sucks.

Half an hour later the train arrived, I lethargicly climbed up and looked for an empty bench that could be made into a bed. I'm so sleepy.

Me: Guide me to leaving.

Pandu : Okay, I'll get ready.

After sending a message to Pandu, I started looking for a comfortable sitting position to sleep in. A few times I tried I still couldn't. I tried to listen to music, instead of relaxing the pain was getting worse because listening to a bad song and I sang. The pain felt tat when the train ac began to feel, I tighten the jacket I wear.

At this time I can only pray that soon. The piece of sin seemed to spin in my head, I regretted it, begging the Creator for forgiveness. Say whatever prayers I remember in my head to make the pain subside. Sometimes holding the stomach if it feels very gripping.

I tried to listen to the murotal of the Koran, a little relaxed even though the pain was still felt. If it's like this, the train feels like a long time. Tuning long in one of the stations, waiting for another train to pass first, is very annoying. Not to mention Mama who sent me a message several times to ride the ojek.

The murals stopped, someone called me.

“Hallo.”

“Halo Permata has arrived?” ask Pandu over there.

I saw the station up ahead. Still in Kiaracondong it turns out, long time waiting for his cross.

“Still ngetem in this Kiaracondong station, wait for the train to come first.”

“Still far?”

I glanced at the clock on my phone and the train ticket, how much longer I thought. “Not yet, just leave again like.”

“Oh later if it is near news yes.”

“Iya Pandu.”

I guess he'll leave right away when I say I've been on the train it hasn't. Don't expect too many jewels. This is enough, it's good that he'll pick you up. I really feel very grateful because Pandu wants to pick me up. I don't know who to ask for help. My uncle? Must be working night watch. I don't want to bother him.

Me : Guide me to Cimekar, soon to arrive.

Guide: Oh okay, I'm leaving now.

In my heart I was worried that if Pandu did not come, then I had to ride a motorcycle. I'm kind of scared of taking a night-time ojek like this. Not long after the train leaves. I am grateful in my heart.

Me : Guide me to arrive, this is at Cimekar station

Guide: Okay to leave

I got off the train feeling anxious, this was the first time I was picked up by a man who was actually not closely related to me. He said friends, maybe yes even though only a few months know. How come I get nervous huh, deg degan because of worry he did not come, also if it comes I have to behave how.

At the end of the road where I usually wait, there were no signs of his presence, my eyes were exploring looking for other possibilities. Until I found him, close to the motor park, smiling at me. I'll approach her soon.