Lara My love

Chapter 1 The initial meeting

I was 14 when I first met him. Yes he is, Zean. Arzean Wijaya's. Someone who after that for years filled my days with laughter, someone who finally incised the deepest wound in my life. Regretted? Sure didn't. If time should return to the times where I knew him, I would stick to my decision to know him, open my heart to him and go through his joys and sorrows together.

THE FLASBACK

Today after school as usual me and my best friend waited for public transport on the side of the highway to bring us back home. Today we came home early because the school was doing a final repeat of semester 2. I am an 8th grade student in one of the State Junior Highs in my area.

"Ish, it was really hard about the math of Ndi, I almost became a professional author earlier." My best friend's grouse was then accompanied by an explosion of laughter while we were still standing waiting for public transport.

Arumi's name, we've been friends since we first entered this school. We're the same age, but sometimes she looks more like a sister to me. His spoiled and childish nature did not make me feel burdened to be friendly with him. Maybe it's because he's the only child in his family until his potency carries over until we're teenagers.

"Don't learn last night?" Reply lirih.

"Study anyway, just how did I learn no one came out?"He answered while scratching the head that I believe does not itch.

"What did you learn?"Askaqua.

"I learned Korean so if I watch boys over flower my eyes don't have to look at the weakening, it's not so focused watching it, hahahaha." His reply reflexively made my eyes glare at him. Indeed, at this time we young women are valuing the television spectacle of the country of the ginseng.

"No need to glare, percumah no seremnya, which is even strange, minimalist eyes rich that songs want to glare."

I just grinned at my best friend's taunts, the house chimed in his taunts because in the end I wouldn't win if I argued with him. Not to mention his ridicule to me was true. The size of my eyes that are more mini than my friends sometimes become a material for them. My parents are native Javanese but somehow I was born with these semi-finalist eyes with a single eyelid that makes me look even more different from my friend.

While being cool talking about Korean drama players suddenly seen public transportation that we used to ride approaching. A public transport stopped in front of us and we immediately entered the transport. In the Angkot Arum again busy telling the plot of Korean drama that he watched last night instead of learning Mathematics.

"Indhi, go back to my house first yuk, anyways it's done already don't have to learn anymore mending now we're happy-happy ria." Invite the one I then greet with a nod.

After a few minutes on the way we finally arrived in front of the Arum housing complex. He went down first to pay the freight we were riding on after me who was trailing behind him. But because I was not careful when going down from the angkot my feet slipped and immediately my body fell from the angkot which was followed by a hysterical scream Arum. I opened my eyes when I felt no pain at all in my body and was immediately shocked, instead of being on the asphalt my body fell into the arms of someone who came out of nowhere.

When I looked up my head to see the person's face, my consciousness disappeared because it turned out that I had fallen into a man's arms. And when our eyes accidentally met each other I saw a look of worry from his blue eyeballs, his eyes looked so shady and peaceful, not to mention the sharp nose that was gallantly perched between his dark brown eyebrows that were almost fused it made him look even more amazing. Not until there, his lips that look full and reddish color makes me wonder, how does a man have lips as beautiful as that?

"You're not papa, are you? Hey, are you okay?" His voice sounded firm but soothing makes me who is still lulled in his good looks inevitably have to come back to his senses and begin to break away from the embrace of the man.

"Emm,aa,,ii, yep, I'm not a papa!"My answer is full of nervousness.

"Next time be careful about going down!" The warning came out firmly from his mouth.

"Ah, yes. Thanks." I answered again with a bow to suppress the shame I was now beginning to feel.

"No papa Rum, no one is hurt" I replied to calm my friend.

"Thankfuldeh, if no one is hurt, how else could you fall?"

"Well, his name was also a disaster, where I knew he was going to fall." My answer was a little upset at the question from my best friend that made me even more embarrassed.

"Thank you, Brother Zean." Said Arum to the man who was helping me.

Hearing Arum's gratitude made me wonder where my best friend knew that man from? Two years of acquaintance and friendship, I almost knew all of Arum's family and friends around his home complex. But this is why Arum never told me or introduced me to this handsome guy. What do I think, why do I sound so upset.

"Let's go home, can't you?" Take Arum who finally breaks my daydream.

"Yes can." My answer.

Before leaving I turned to the man and uttered an imaksih which was then followed by a nod of the man with a smile.

After a few minutes of walking we finally arrived at Arum's house, he immediately took me up to the second floor to his room. This house no longer looks foreign to me because almost every week I must visit this house. The house always looks lonely, because the busyness of Arum's parents makes them very rarely at home during the day. I immediately lay my body on the bed when I entered Arum's room, my eyes closed for a moment to remember the incident and immediately my smile was engraved when I remembered the man's sweet smile, the man who had helped me.

"Why smile yourself, are you sure your head didn't hurt?"Ledek Arum made me wake up and wake up.

"What the hell."Reply manyun.

"Rum, mmm, the guy I was helping you know?" The question finally came out of my mouth after I thought I could no longer hold back my curiosity.

"Oh Brother Zean, you know, he is a lecturer at Dawn, often here if you are not in college. Why are you curious, you have a crush on Zean.?" He lighted with full search.

Hearing the answer from my best friend the curiosity that had been stirring now seemed to melt by itself replaced by a strange feeling in this heart. Saddened? why, what am I sad about? Not that I was just curious, why hearing Arum's answer made me no longer eager to ask further about him.

Fajar Setiawan, he is the younger brother of Mama Arum, which means he is the om of my best friend. I was quite close to Fajar because it happened that Fajar also lived with Arum after his parents died, so every time I visit Arum's house, I often meet with Fajar and our relationship is getting closer, even I also consider him like my own om.

The age of Dawn with Arum is only about 8 years so they look more like brothers than om and nephew. Om Fajar is a final-level student majoring in Computer Science at one of the best State Universities in our area and means if he is a friend of Fajar om he is also a final and mean-spirited student also our age range is around 8 years. Arghh, why is this, why does my chest feel so tight? What about the fact that our age gap makes me so sad, what do I really expect from that man? Why am I afraid that he will only consider me a little boy instead of a girl who is starting to grow up. Ah, what is this, what am I thinking? Why would I wish he would even consider me a boy, when we would not necessarily meet again. I just hope we meet someday. I hope that.

Seriate....