Jum Wo Ai Ni
Chapter 33
After applying a nude-colored lipstick, Michi smiled looking at the reflection of the face in the mirror.
"Beautiful and perfect," murmured Michi gave a distant kiss on her.
Wearing a plain oversize hoodie in white combined with hot pant made from jeans, and blue hair shoulder to shoulder. Michi is ready to start her day.
Using her index finger, the white girl tidied the bangs covering her forehead. With a small humming Michi exited the room, wearing a small sling bag.
A carefree step and a slight leap Michi moved to the dining table. The blue-haired girl landed a kiss, on the cheeks of her parents sitting side by side. "Morning, Papi, Mommy."
"Morning, true spirit," said Dylan.
"Yes dong, I got pocket money. Hehehehe ...." Michi said while taking the fried rice.
"Sister Max is Arumi where Mi is?"
" They're leaving, Arumi has a test. So they left early" replied Juminten without turning his head, he was busy wiping the tip of her husband's slightly dirty lips.
"Thank you Ai." Juminten smiled as he nodded.
Michi enjoys breakfast while looking at her parents, they are so romantic and harmonious that they are no longer young.
"Braight, Mami. I've been diabetic for a long time now" he said, bribing a spoonful of fried rice into his mouth.
"Make it quick get married there."
"Hus, Papi said what the hell. Michi was a kid, still in college. Cook the wedding," Juminten said, staring intently at the man sitting next to him.
"By me, Pi . If there's a match, Michi take it home."
"Geez!" Juminten turned around to hear his daughter's words.
Finished breakfast Michi rushed off to campus, today she is quite busy. In addition to the morning classes, he also had to go see the place where he would open his shop. Many customers were showing the physical store where Michi was selling, and Michi decided to buy a shophouse.
Today Michi went to campus in a bright pink sedan, as bright as her heart. With confidence Michi stepped foot into the classroom, no more heartbroken Michi and begged Yudha for love. That Michi is dead, she doesn't want to get tired of making love with her heart. Especially now there is someone who began to fill his days, even though he has not met in person. But Michi was comfortable with that person.
Yudhana who saw Michi walking alone, immediately rushed up to him.
"Hi, morning," said Yudha.
"Morning," Michi replied briefly, subconsciously he accelerated his footsteps.
"Hair change color again?" Yudha asked pleasantries and managed to stop Michi's move.
The little girl turned her head, looking at Yudha with her face. "Yes, why? Trouble for Lo?"
Michi wags her broken hair. Michi likes to change her hair color, but when she knows Yudha likes girls who are not neko-neko. Michi let her hair be natural black. That was then, not anymore.
Michi wants to be herself, free without wanting to bond and bind anyone. If there really is someone who loves him, then that person must accept Michi as she is.
"No, Lo looks beautiful in blue," praised Yudha who immediately made Michi's forehead wrinkle, she even looked up. See if today the moon shines in the morning.
"What sight?" Ask Yudha who looked up.
"No, look at nothing" said Michi. He continued in his footsteps, without regard for Yudha who followed.
"Who didn't you talk about?" Michi glanced at the man walking by her side.
Yudha rubbed her neck. " Yes too."
"Ec ... Why has Lo changed? You're not the Michi I know anymore. Even I feel, if now Lo deliberately avoids me."
Michi stopped her steps by stomping, she turned her head in another direction before turning to Yudha. The man who was not much different from Michi was very disturbed by the change in Michi's attitude.
The girl who had always been nosy and curious about herself, she who had always tried to make Yudha pay attention to him, had now turned one hundred and eighty degrees.
"Lo's wrong, this is my true self. I never knew Yud. So, don't think that I'm not someone you know right now, excuse me for class." Michi steps away from Yudha.
Two steps later, he stopped and looked. "If my problem avoids Lo, the cave does not feel so. I don't care about the same thing anymore, Lo."
Yudha was fixated, how could Michi talk to her like that. Wasn't the woman herself trying to make him fall in love, still clinging to Yudha's memory of how Michi prepared drinks and small towels while she played basketball. How the girl gave so much attention even though Yudha was indifferent.
"No, this is impossible. This must be just one of Michi's tricks, right, yes he's pulling me," murmured Yudha.
"Ok, I'll follow her game." Yudha was still standing in her place, staring at the nanar on Michi's back that passed through the crowd.
Michi's attitude that changed drastically, able to make Yudha distraught. Especially during the implementation of KKN yesterday in Banyuwangi, Michi did not show any attention to Yudha.
A handsome man came down from his motorbike, smiling knots he saw the various flowers in the shop.
"Is there anything you can do for you, brother?" Ask a man who is the same age as him.
"Please make a bouquet of red and white roses" Max replied.
"Of course, for when?"
"Later tonight, please send it to this address." Max is giving his phone.
"Well, are there any special order details or something you want to write on the greeting card?" Ask the shopkeeper.
Max thought for a moment, then recorded something on the paper that was still provided on the table. Choosing a red heart card, Max wrote an expression of his heart.
"Well, I'll do well. In total so yes Brother," he said after calculating what the customer needs.
Max nodded, and he took out a few pieces of money from his wallet.
"Save the change."
"Gee ... Thank you, brother, hope the show is good."
"Hopefully," said Max briefly.
To be honest, this handsome guy was nervous. Since a few days ago he planned something on his birthday, not a party or something fancy. But something that will determine his future.
With the help of Michi, Juminten Max wants to make a romantic dinner with Arumi. Max realized he had fallen in love with the girl, did not want to buy time, Max wanted to tie the idol with a braid of love.
The motorbike he was riding was speeding, heading for a place to pick up something that would perfect his plan.
