I WASN'T...

About Him

I can't take my eyes off Rena. Since coming home from school, Rena was smiling indistinctly. Turns out that if Rena falls in love, she's like a crazy person.

"Ren, my cake don't add sweetened condensed milk, yes!" I reminded him, fearing that his brain was not connected because his soul was floating elsewhere.

"Yes, Debi," he replied sweetly spoiled, I got goosebumps to hear him.

I turned to the chef mainstay of the Rena family. He was confused by Rena's behavior. "Non Debi, what's up, huh?" whispered. "Non Rena's possessed?"

I giggled amusedly at Mr. Hasan's response. "No, Sir! It's like he's in the same persimmon as his upperclassman."

"Huh? Seriously, Non?" Mr. Hasan does not believe. I definitely wouldn't believe it if I didn't look directly. During his life, Rena had never been destroyed by a man. He was too happy with his status at the top, to finally decide on a strange standard to fall in love with.

I did not expect it, it turns out Satya who can make Rena melt. Oh, aye! I gave Rena's phone number to Satya. Hasn't Rena had any contact with Satya, huh?

"Ren, do you like Kak Satya?" I don't wear the opening.

Rena was silent for a moment, staring back at me. "If it's deg-degan, it means like, huh?"

I ate the last piece of cake that Rena served. Indeed, yes, if the food is made by a professional chef, it will taste different. "Gue doesn't really understand either" I replied honestly.

"Well, how was Andi? Deg-degan?"

I scratch my head. "Likely yes. If it's not wrong, then I entered the ER," I ngakak, remember the time Andi shot me. So shocked, I fainted. I forgot to control my emotions at the time.

"How do you like it?"

"Hm.. Like when you shop until you don't know yourself."

Renaissance eyebrows raised. "Case different, Ma'am!"

I went to where the rest of Rena's cake was kept. "Gue asked again, huh?"

"Ga can be a lot, Deb!"

"Again a little!" I took another piece of cake. "By the way, you're not in the same chat as Kak Satya?"

"Hm? The chat? Does Brother Satya have my number?"

I sat down again in front of Rena. I'm not in a hurry to answer the question. The cake in front of me was more tempting.

"Debbi!"

"Yeah, hiya!" I swallowed the cake in my mouth. "Tempo day, when we went to the mall, I met Satya. He's putting me on break."

"Is there something like that?"

I lift my shoulders. "It's not that important, so I don't tell you."

"Nothing is unimportant between us, Debi!" refute Rena while shaking her waist. "Gue's the same story when I fought in the mall, right?"

"Let's go.. If you, mah, fight when and where. Not a new story for me."

Rena took a long breath. He knows arguing with me is a waste of his energy. "So you've known Satya for a long time?"

I remember what happened in Angkot. "Not for long either, anyway," I replied. "Had been in the same angkot as Kak Satya. At that time he hit me. So get to know, me!"

"Simple it?"

I'm mangosteen. It's that simple. I know that Satya deketin I made dapetin Rena. Everyone at school knows I'm Rena's best friend. "The bottom line is, I gave your number to Kak Satya when she nemenin me in the mall."

"Why do you love? Did Satya ask?" ask Rena. The cake in front of him was not touched. He is more interested in the story of Satya than the cake.

"Emang all this time I never give your number to the guys who ask?" I asked back.

Rena silent. I can't guess what he's thinking.

"Emang," I added, "is there anything I do without PDKT mean the same lo?"

"There must be."

I smiled wryly. "Andi likes you. That's why he asked me to break up."

"That's reality. My boyfriend did that before too. All smitten the same lo."

Rena silent. I could look at him. There was a feeling of guilt emanating on her beautiful face. If I keep quiet, I'm sure he'll cry.

"But that's not a problem for me. You have to believe that!" I'm trying to get rid of Rena's guilt. "It's crazy that we fight because of guys! I can't eat cake like this anymore! Just lose it!"

"The crap you have in mind is food, anyway?"

"I don't need food for work. Not a guy."

Rena wakes up from her seat, she's circling the dining table for my nyamperin. "Gue dear lo, Debi," Rena swooped while rubbing my hair.

"Gua dearest your chef, Rena," I scooped the cake again.

"Yes, yes, next week I will make you a good cake. One layer make it all."

"Can you make a cake?"

Rena grunting. "Realat! My chef is going to make you a really great cake! Satisfied?"

I'm bearded, satisfied. "In exchange, will I call Satya?"

"Don't!" pekik Rena's. "Don't! Nay! Can't!" he panicked himself. Well, funny this kid too. His attitude like this will not happen often.

"Why?" I became his intention of teasing him.

"Appaan, anyway! Don't call Satya everything, Deb!" Rena grabbed my smartphone that had not budged on the table. I was just a seductive intent, he was serious.

"Honestly, Ren.. I don't know anything about Sis Satya," finally the sentence slid from my mouth that was busy ngunyah continued. "Our talk is light. Just flowing like a river behind my grandmother's house whose water is clean, clear, and if you take a bath there, I guarantee-"

"Which way are we going, huh?" Rena reminded.

"Nostalgic though. Sensi is very."

"Keep, as long as you talk to Kak Satya, what do you think?"

I thought for a moment. I don't know why it's so hard to judge this guy. He's too ambiguous. The question sometimes confuses me. He was nongol suddenly like a ghost, making a shock. I don't like people that often surprise me.

"Where, Deb? You think it's been a long time!"

"Hm.. That Satya.. I don't know!"

"Lo thought for a long time just to give me the answer 'do you think'?"

I laughed a little. "Gue's met him a few times. The guy is easy to talk to. That's it, that's it."

"That's all?"

"Oh, yes! He's good 'cause he wants to give me his math minjem."

"That doesn't include any extra points for me!"

"What if you try to find out for yourself?" I give you a basic advice. If indeed Rena is interested in Satya, there is no harm in him advancing first. After all, Rena always sat in a comfortable position. In this way, he can get a new experience in his life. Unfortunately, if a teenager lives no sweet acid love.

"How do I get started?"

"Lo just follow the way the guys who had a crush on you yesterday."

"Ih, disgust! There's no way I'm going to walk or have dinner, right?"

I raise my hand. I want to see how Rena deals with her problems this time. It's not a big deal that could ruin Rena's life. So, no problem just watching from next door. "Gue go back now, huh? It's five o'clock."

"Let Mr. Anton do you!"

"Gue's not a kid!" I patted Rena's shoulder. "Wash my plate, yeah!" order me before walking out of the kitchen.

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