I'm Not a Bet

Cat Hair Allergy

A heavy week has passed. Arindi and her best friend just finished the first quiz this semester. Today, Saturday, early in the morning Arindi is already in Rasya's studio, she wants to continue her painting project. The oil paint in the first layer has hardened, it will work on the next layer. The picture still looks rough.

"Wuaaahhh this child's spirit, early in the morning already here, I have a studio until lost."

Rasya's voice behind who had just entered brought a cup of warm coffee. He saw Arindi eagerly sweeping his brush there.

"You want to copy Say?" ask Rasya

"Gee me, drink your cake old man," replied Arindi.

"Iidih, young pretender. What's Rin's painting?"

"Tar knows it's done too."

"Truuus when is it finished?"

"Belom you know, maybe a week, a month or two months away."

"Aaaah long, my old hunt."

"Eeee is old, right? Haha...." Arindi laughs at Rasya.

"Gunjak ni son, btw tomorrow you have no work, right Rin?"

"There's ahead of me" pointed Arindi at the painting in front of her.

"Not that, would I like to ask you to take a photo contest tomorrow?"

"Where?"

"Tourism office building."

"Nadine where?"

"There's a motor club event. Vivi's got a club event too, isn't it just you who's unemployed?" Rasya tries to tease Arindi.

"Well, everyone has their own hobby club, am I the only one here whose life is too relaxed?"

Arindi is not involved in any art club, because the only thing he likes is painting, if he has free time he does is painting.

He prefers to go around alone just to find a good object. He once tried to paint in a train station, on the roof of a tall building, in the playground of a Kindergarten, on the beach, in a mall even in the middle of the market.

All the places he went if his artistic soul had thrashed out in addition because he included adherents of naturalism and realism in painting.

Another reason is because he does not like to be attached to something, which according to him his hobby demands freedom, in imagination or moving.

"The reality is. Lagian Rin is not just a photo contest, there are cultural art exhibitions, murals, sketch paintings, fashion shows and others. You can paint there tomorrow, and don't forget to wear beautiful clothes", Rasya explained to Arindi who sounded disinterested.

"What does beautiful clothes mean? Do I want to go to a fashion show?" Arindi turned to look at Rasya who was still sipping his coffee.

"Hhemhhh so gini, I want to be your object my photo, you who again paint, must be very beautiful, so use a beautiful dress ya."

"Heeemmh," Arindi thought for a moment. "Ok it."

Arindi just agreed, as long as she agreed. There is nothing wrong for him to obey the will of his best friend who is very perfect about this fashion. After all he wants to relax after a week struggling with college.

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At 7am, Sunday, the Tourism Office building.

Rasya was checking and preparing his camera. Besides, Arindi checked the other cameras. Today he really obeyed the word Rasya, he wore a midi lace dress in white, short sleeves in contrast to his black hair in the style of messy bun.

The makeup she wore was natural makeup, just so that her skin did not look pale. Then a black and white sneaker. In accordance with Rasya's expectations, it looks perfect to be a photo object.

"Perfects. I like lo's style," praised Rasya as he gave a thumbs up to Arindi.

"I'm a pro. If asked to be a model, I can perform OP."

"Yes, my best friend is second to none."

"Yes dong, btw this time what's the theme?"

"Culture and Fashion. Exciting right?"

"Heeemmhhhh. Yes I've been there first yes, your camera is ready."

As Arindi leaves Rasya, she heads to the painting booth. After arriving there were several participants, they sat in a place that had been provided by the committee with a blank canvas in front of him. Arindi took her place.

That afternoon, Tristan and Andrew were there. Andrew also participated in a photo contest. Tristan only accompanied, he liked photography but he was not sure of his ability, so he only practiced taking pictures.

Tristan just went around trying to take photos around. He also arrived at the painting booth. He tried to take a photo of the participant who was painting, suddenly his camera captured a picture of someone he knew.

"Aryndi?" His whisper in his heart. He tried to penetrate the crowd so he could look closely to see what he saw. There Arindi looks very focused with her paintings. Tristan raised his camera and aimed his camera at Arindi. Arindi does not realize that she is the object of Tristan's camera shots.

"Beautiful" Tristan said in his heart.

Tristan smiled at the shots, Arindi looks beautiful in her camera. He was really amazed to see the visuals of the girl. He also took several photos of Arindi from various angles.

Arindi almost finished her painting. He stretched his fingers and spread his gaze, accidentally seeing Tristan who was reviewing the picture on his camera.

"Tristan?"

He was happy to see the figure, he was waiting for Tristan to see it. Tristan soon saw Arindi. Tristan was shocked because it turned out that Arindi was also looking at him. Arindi waved at him, Tristan returned a wave of his hand.

"Wait there," Arindi moved her lips, saying silently as she pointed to Tristan's position. Tristan catches his point, he codes with his hand that he understands.

Finished painting, Arindi tidied up the equipment. He came to Tristan who was waiting for him.

"Brother Tristan, have you been here a long time?"

"Oh yeah, from morning." He still could not believe that Arindi the rude girl was now turning into this friendly.

"Aren't you alone? Or who is it?"

"Just like Andrew, he's in a photo contest."

"Owhh, you're not coming?"Arindi looked at her camera.

*I'm not good at it, just take it."

"Yaa gapapa sis, itung itung exercise."

"No, try again."

"Owhy? can I see the results?"

"Huhuh?"

Tristan just remembered from earlier he took some photos of Arindi secretly, he felt embarrassed if Arindi knew he took his picture secretly.

"Oh, next time if I'm good." Tristan ngeles's.

"Why wait for a jago anyway? Gapapa see this one first."

"Don't, tar aja, yeah" Tristan tried to resist.

"Ariyin...."

Suddenly Rasya's voice called out to Arindi from a distance, Arindi and Tristan turned around. Rasya was walking towards them.

"Eh there's Tristan's brother." Rasya realizes Tristan's presence. " Eh yes Rin nih want to see my shots when you paint again?"

Tristan smiled back at Rasya. He hid his camera behind his body.

"Where is it, Shay."

Rasya showed the results of his shots to Arindi.

"Wuaaahh cool, I'm really cool to be photographed, kak see deh snap Rasya."

Arindi turns to show the results of Rasya's photo to Tristan, he brought himself closer without awkward towards Tristan. I don't know since when all this confusion started

Arindi is busy babbling admiring herself in the photos, not realizing Tristan is feeling awkward. Moreover, Rasya looked towards them with a smile. Arindi is less sensitive.

"Where? good to snap me?" rasha. " Oh yeah, was my sister in a photo contest?" Rash saw Tristan.

"What a hell, this is just a prank."

Tristan felt very stiff talking to Arindi's best friend on this one, because he was the first time chatting directly.

"Okoooo, yes Rin, I went there first yes, want to continue again. Oh yes ...."

Rasya did not continue his words but approached closer to Arindi and whispered something into Arindi's ear.

"Gue thought he was in a photo contest too, because from earlier I saw he was busy taking your photos."

Rasya elbowed Arindi's hand teasing her. Rasya did see Tristan earlier, he just pretended not to see it. He also waved away at them.

Arindi just smiled hearing Rasya's whisper. He didn't realize his cheeks were flushed with embarrassment. Something warm ran down his cheek.

"Why?" Tristan was astonished to see Arindi.

"Ooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, no." Arindi felt something strange about her, but she didn't know what it was.

"There's another plan abis this?" tristan said fading Arindi daydreams.

"Uhm no hell, most expect Rasya finished."

"Owh, what if you go there?" Tristan pointed to the food booth. " It's lunch, want to eat something?"

"Sister laper?"

"Ehm ga too, just afraid that there will be a rumbling stomach slack," he quipped Arindi.

Arindi smiled shyly. " Why wear everything else, brother, yes yuk."

Arindi and Tristan were having a snack at one of the food stands. It was a hot day, lucky that the booth had large umbrellas on each table so that it could block the scorching afternoon sun.

Tristan has finished his meal. Arindi was still sucking her fresh juice while her chin-backed looked around. Soon a message came into his phone. It was from Rasya.

Rasha💕

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Rin, that's right??? 13.30

Klo gtu I revoke ..... 13.30

Bru ingt hrus to studio 13.30

^^^Gue sm syp plngny? 13.30^^^

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Arindi is shocked to read Rasya's message. He typed in a quick reply but the message was no longer read by Rasya. He also tried to call her.

"Rasya what the hell is maen staying? How am I?" Arindi screamed in her heart.

Rasya had sat in his car and passed away, he accidentally did not pick up the phone from Arindi. He accidentally leaves Arindi and Tistan both.

Arindi kept calling Rasya, but was never answered. He's getting restless. Tristan saw his anxiety.

"Why?"

"Uhhhm, Rasya, his wealth ...." What do you want me?. "He went home first because there was a sudden business in the studio" he said."

Tristan just stared cluelessly at Arindi, Arindi just a wry smile. Luckily Tristan suddenly rang, someone called him.

"Yes Ndrew? I'm at the food booth" Tristan told Andrew on the phone.

Andrew was his friend. Shortly after Andrew came to see us both.

"Here lo? The arindi? Hi Rin, who is it?" greet Andrew.

"Sister Andrew, the same temen, he also participated in the rich photo contest brother," replied Arindi still could not calm down thinking about his fate now.

"Oooohh, it's over with the contest, Tan what, hopefully? Home yuk...."

Tristan looked at Arindi and he began to grasp the meaning of Arindi's word, then he looked at Andrew.

"Ooohh, I still have business rich Ndrew..," replied Tristan suddenly.

"Seriously? What business?" Andrew was confused by Tristan's answer.

"Hmmm ...." Tristan was confused as to what reason to Andrew.

"Kak Tristan still wants to go around, he again wants to try the photos at another exhibition booth, maybe it could be a reference for the tar campus event." Arindi who saw Tristan was confused just to answer.

Tristan nodded at Arindi's words.

"Yes, I've been there before, but you're coming home with who Tan is?"

"Gue can naek ntar's cab."

"Yes, that's it first. Sorry Tan I can't help. Rin I pull it out first."

"Oh yes brother," waving to Andrew.

Andrew left us. Tristan looked towards Arindi. Arindi is focusing on sucking her juice. Mind raging. He did not dare look at Tristan.

"Gue why the hell, why am I the one looking for an excuse to let Tristan not come home, realized Arindi, lo why?"

Arindi looked at Tristan, she realized that Tristan had seen her from earlier.

"Uhhhm sorry brother," said Arindi felt bad.

"Why apologize?"

"You brother wants to go home.. uhm I mean earlier I thought if brother did not want to go home so...." Arindi explained stammeringly.

"What if I don't want to go home yet, why apologize?" Tristan insists he told Arindi not to feel awkward.

Arindi shut her mouth. He doesn't know what to answer. Just smile knot.

"Want to drive to another booth?" tristan said suddenly. He became nervous himself when he saw Arindi smiling shyly.

"uhm yuk's...." Arindi quickly stood up.

They also visited another booth. The more afternoon it turns out to be more crowded, because there will be a fashion exhibition. There is one booth that is very crowded, Tristan invites Arindi to approach there. They arrived faster so they could see up close. It turned out to be a fashion exhibition, precisely a fashion show for cats.

Arindi looked at the center of the booth. Arindi did not dare to approach, she turned to stand behind Tristan. Seeing him who continued to move behind his body, Tristan turned around.

"Why?" Tristan was astonished to see Arindi's sudden attitude.

"Sister."

Waves of people began to crowd the booth as the show was about to start, leaving Arindi unable to retreat any longer and instead pushed forward. He almost hit Tristan's body if his hand didn't hold it.

"Heart, don't back and forth," his hand reflexively wanted to hold Arindi back, but he pulled it quickly before Arindi realized it.

"I-yes, brother."

Arindi advanced slowly to the side of Tristan, humans began to line up behind her. Tristan raised the camera he had hung on his body and tried to take a picture.

Hatsyii...

Suddenly Arindi kept sneezing, until her nose started to turn red. In a hurry he pulled out a tissue from his bag and covered his nose. Tristan dropped the camera. He stopped taking pictures and looked astonished at Arindi.

"Why Rin? Lo gapapa?" Tristan realized something was wrong.

"City ... Hatsyiii. feather allergy ... Hatsyii's... Cats..," said Arindi.

Tristan was shocked, without thinking long he tried to keep Arindi from there. He invites Arindi to get out of the crowd. He's really worried.

"Let's go back" Tristan said, trying to pave the way for Arindi.

Arindi's eyes began to feel hot and watery. In addition to the number of people behind him, he felt crowded. He just turned around but couldn't move his legs.

"Rin, why? can walk?"

Arindi just nodded, she just looked down, her eyes were very hot. He tried to move his legs, but his shoulder was hit by a person and almost fell. Tristan swiftly put his arm behind Arindi's shoulder, he held his body. The other hand tried to make room in front of Arindi's body so that Arindi could walk.

They finally got out of the crowd. Tristan found a seat not far from there under a tent. He sat Arindi slowly to the chair in front of him. He crouched down in front of the chair, anxiously staring at Arindi.

Arindi did not sneeze anymore but her eyes were still watering, her tears dripping from the heat. He tried to dry the tears. Seeing him Tristan was getting anxious.

"Rin..," Tristan said softly, this time he was really worried and something pulsed in his heart.

"What a brother." Arindi tried to answer with a raucous voice.

Arindi took a tissue and wiped her flowing tears. Tristan doesn't know what to do. His gaze only continued to cling to the face of the girl.

"Gapapa brother. It's just an allergy."

"Gu-gue apologized. I shouldn't have taken you there before."

"Gapapa brother. Seriously gapapa. We both don't know if it turns out it's a cat event."

Her tears stopped flowing. He clearly saw Tristan still crouching staring at him worriedly.

"I can't stand right now." Arindi felt bad at being looked at like that.

"Is she feeling better?"

Arindi nodded slowly, she felt better now, she was just glued to those eyes. He saw himself from Tristan's clear eyeballs, eyes that looked very worried. Tristan can see Arindi is better. He was nervous now that the girl was looking at him.

Tristan stood up suddenly and stepped back. The dug dug dug. His heart was beating fast this time. She's nervous. Arindi stood up.

"We're going home? It was afternoon too."

They also went home. Tristan drove Arindi home by taxi to her apartment. He felt guilty, again guilty. He felt guilty not because he was being rude but because he again endangered the girl.

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Arindi just wanted to close her eyes. His hp sounds. Tristan sent him a message.

Tristan

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You sleeping? 08.50

How's allergies? 08.50

^^^Bru mw tdur. 08.51^^

^^^Ga kmat lg. 08.51^^

Thankfully. 08.51

Have a break of 08.51

^^^👌💤💤 08.52^^^

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As the day goes on, their relationship continues to grow. Slowly but surely in a better direction. Let sincerity be a refresher, a smile a warm light, a firm heart as a foundation of foundation and good communication will nourish it.