Lara's Admirers

Episode 18's

"Lo see he's lying limp now because of you." Said Brother Sendy in a high tone.

　

　

  It would no longer be of any use to me if I were to defend myself. Everything will be free. No one will believe my words even if what I say is true.

　

　

"Look at your behavior Eresha." Papa.

　

　

  I just kept silent, not twitching one bit. It feels like my ears are immune to their babbling. I hope Renata wakes up soon and tells the truth. I held back my cries so as not to sob. Why is this cruel fate on me.

　

　

  I ran out of the room. It feels like my ears are no longer able to listen to the words of those who constantly blame me without any evidence. I dropped myself on the waiting chair in front of Renata's room. I feel really tired today. Can I rest for a while. Just for a moment, not for long, God. I promise just a minute.

　

　

  Suddenly Brother Sendy came out and took his place right next to me. We just kept quiet with no one intending to open the conversation first. Till...

　

　

"Sha, lo's nose." Said the man suddenly.

　

　

  I immediately felt the area of my nose. Jesus, again? Please not now. For the umpteenth time I have a nosebleed. I immediately wiped it with a tissue that I always carried everywhere just in case of a situation like this.

　

　

"Lo why the hell?" Asked the man then took over my knife.

　

　

  On his own initiative, he intended to wipe the blood coming out of my nose. But, I immediately brushed off his hand. I raised my head so that the blood wouldn't come out more.

　

　

"The same story of the cave, lo this is why actually really often the cave clay nosebleed."

　

　

"Do what I tell you about brother.  Free brother won't believe."

　

　

"Shaa! Lupain that was."

　

　

"No way, it's too soon to be forgotten."

　

　

"Eresha, cave seriously. Same story cave."

　

　

"I'm a liar where you might believe my story."

　

　

"Eresha. Cave begs."

　

　

"Udahlah, Brother will also not believe enthused." I said and immediately left the place.

　

　

***

　

　

  Mama and papa haven't been home last night. They were still guarding Renata who was lying limp in the hospital. After yesterday I decided to go back home.

　

　

"Where are you going, mbak?" Ask me Mbok.

　

　

  Only me and Mbok are in this house. It seemed like I was confused when I was wearing a neat shirt and a full-looking backpack. Maybe he thought I was gonna run away from home.

　

　

"Oh, this is mbok later if the house people have come home please tell them yes mbok. Eresha has an event from school so Eresha wants to go to Binjai. Tomorrow home." Obviously I'm justifying my shoelaces.

　

　

"Oh, ready to go."

　

　

"Eresha go first mbok."

　

　

"Yes be careful."

　

　

***

　

　

  Once at the school gate, the atmosphere was already completely dense. Until I know where my friends are. It's still eight in the morning. But it's been this crowded. We should have left at nine.

　

　

"Geez!" Someone's mouth.

　

　

  I immediately looked for the source of the voice in the midst of the crowd. Bingo! That's them my friends. Then I waved at them and headed there.

　

　

"It's a long time." Princess Saying.

　

　

"It's still clocking up." My reply.

　

　

"Eh, to the main square yuk nyari know how many buses." Take Niza.

　

　

  Sure enough, the main field is already this dense. I tried to break through that crowd of humans. I saw a list of names that were intentionally on display in the mading.

　

　

"Naya, Arsya, Rica, Andi, Sendy."

　

　

I said pointing to their names one by one.

　

　

"Eh? Sendy?" My muttering.

　

　

Don't worry, I immediately continued my work just now.

　

　

"Sendy, Anggi, Violynda, Dewani, Eresha."

　

　

　

　

"Let's all line up here according to their respective bus numbers." Said Mr. Anto with a loudspeaker.

　

　

I immediately took my place at the very end of the line. Because I was on bus one. Our foam consists of Marching band members and road members. But, the Marching band members were only about ten people, the rest were members of the street movement. Even so, I know some of the members of the street movement who used to be my classmates.

　

　

  We are now lined up in front of each bus. I think Brother Sendy just realized I was on the same bus as him. He looked at me and then grumbled indistinctly.

　

　

"Damn! Why the hell would a cave have to be a bus with him." Said Brother Sendy.

　

　

"Lo why the hell?" Ask Kak Wijaya who was beside him at that time.

　

　

"Look it over there." Said Brother Sendy.

　

　

  Not wanting to linger, he immediately got on the bus. Maybe I ruined his mood this morning. Does he hate me so much?

　

　

***

  From the city of Pematangsiantar to the city of Binjai takes approximately four hours drive. We all got off the bus and took our bags in the trunk.

　

　

"Sabar Sen's. Don't put him on price." Bejuk Kak Wijaya's.

　

　

"Bodo ah!" Ketus.

　

　

  I know he hates me so much. We should never have met. I'm sorry, I'm the one you hate half dead.

　

　

***

　

　

  Yesterday, forget it. Assume it never happened. We woke up at three in the morning. Of course to fight for the bathroom. I just finished taking a shower. The atmosphere of the city of Binjai which is quite hot and sultry makes bathing at three in the morning not feel cold at all.

　

　

  I'll be back in class soon. Just dress up a little. Not as flashy as the makeup of the gitapati, majorette, and color guard. It's just that I look fresher and not pale.

　

　

  Suddenly someone came and laid himself on my lap. Spontaneous I was surprised. What he's doing, that man, Brother Sendy.

　

　

"Sha's." Her speech.

　

　

"I."

　

　

"Sorry cave. It shouldn't be the same cave. Renata told everyone to the cave and your parents."

　

　

"Oh, good."

　

　

"Lo why the hell? Still mad at the cave?"

　

　

"No."

　

　

"Continue?"

　

　

"Sister should be with the person you love. Not the same as the one you love. Renata needs a sister."

　

　

"But the cave of love is the same lo."

　

　

"That never happened."

　

　

"Serious cave of love lo. No one knows how this feeling has changed. Changed to love you completely."

　

　

"But Renata needs lo."

　

　

"Renata hasn't given me the letter yet?"

　

　

"What letter?"

　

　

"Let's get Renata a picture of her letter and send it to you."

　

　

  He stopped our conversation for a moment. Then fiddled with his phone.

　

　

"Udah that. Btw Renata who before entering the hospital would like to give this letter the same lo."

　

　

  I'll open my phone immediately. There's one WhatsApp message coming in from Renata. A photograph of a piece of paper that sounds like this.

　

　

"For: Eresha C. Ananda

  From: Sendy A. Novandi

　

　

After you read this letter cave hope you do not hate cave turning. It's about a cave confession. Gua tau kok had heard the talk of the cave in the bathroom at that time. Maafin cave, cave does not mean. And that moment is the cave process of loving you completely. And now the cave thinks that if the nyari cave is perfect, then the cave will lose the sincere. And that man is lo. The person who most feared the cave would disappear. That's why the cave dared to promise that we never break.Lo unique, lo different. That's why the cave can respect ama lo."