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The Eighty Five

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My head hurt when I woke up this morning. My alarm always goes off to adjust the hours to go to the office as usual. Since last night I have been feeling unwell. Even so, I intend to still go to the office and not ditch a day. Especially at a time like this. Can't feel like imagining Nunu's mother getting cynical to me.

After finishing the bath, I came out of the room even though my head still felt flattered.

"Lo's leaving too?" alya asked who was brushing her hair. My best friend had finished her shower and was getting ready to go to the office as well.

I nodded as I occupied the seat on our small dining table. My hands are also not separated from the massage movement to just relieve the pain.

"You don't have to be forced, Raju. Ntar lo fainted, 'can be a beabe."

"Gue is still strong this way. Notar abis breakfast take medicine, get well."

"It's up to you."

Alya occupies a seat opposite me. He began to pick up the dishes he had prepared for himself.

"Cobain. It's fried rice kebuli rice."

"Hm .. how can it feel so ..."

"Yes the instalment of his writing is so. It's so cool for those of us who never cook."

Without further ado I tried to bribe a spoonful of fried rice made by Alya. I did this more for the sake of taking headache medicine afterwards. Because actually, I really don't have any appetite for anything right now.

"Gue broke up with Ken" I said slowly.

Alya stopped her mouthful and turned to look at me. "Can't you?"

"Kok you relax?"

"Because I have a boyfriend."

Supposedly, the news of my verdict with Kenneth was a surprise to Alya. But even I was surprised because my best friend had a boyfriend.

"Finally you're not happy anymore. Since when do you have a boyfriend?"

"Lo is not paying attention to me anymore" complained Alya. "Until the hot news about me who dapet girlfriend you don't know."

"Gue admit, if my problems have been a lot and did not have time to vent lo. We are also busy, right? Trus, if you don't tell me, how do I know if you have a boyfriend."

"Yes-yes, Sayong," he said. He rubbed the back of my hand while smiling. Obviously, Alya is currently happy, aka in love. That's inversely proportional to me who's languishing.

"So, who? Do I know? Meet me where? office buddy? Meet you on the street? A cafe? Or where?"

Alya's smile became even more mysterious. "Lo wouldn't have thought, Raju. This is a big surprise for you."

"Oh yeah? Who's dong? To me."

"Cowok that we already know even up to the size of ****** ********,"

"Cinting!"

Alya chuckles. "Becindi. I mean, the size of his shoes that we already memorized is right."

I was stuck because I suspected something. But, where could that be? But, who else do we know the size of his shoes well if not–

Alya nodded steadily without letting go of her sweet smile. "That's right, my dear Raju, my love, my love .. I'm officially with our Radit. Yup, you didn't hear me wrong. R a d I t. Radite."

I'm closing my mouth now. It's really super duper shocking. "Couldn't you? You're not playing boyfriends anymore, are you?! Or a fad for a conditional partner? Or join until you're courting a contract? A lease?"

Alya slapped my hand that was rubbed. "Damn it really. Where is the contract courting because of gabut? I haven't been that desperate."

"Yes, how can you date but not tell me?"

"Not not, but not yet, Raju. Long story. Later that night, if now the story we can be late."

I slide to the side, the fried rice plate I just tasted a spoonful of it. Then I threw my head on the table limply.

"Good indeed. I'm so happy for you guys. Don't be lucky like me, Al. Cannot ... no. no. no .. no. no ...."

"Later tonight we eat yuk, while I tell everything," Alya asked while scrambling my hair that I had not had time to comb. "Thinking. But don't feel alienated from me too Radit huh, honey. Because I'm the same Radit still belongs to you. Understand?!"

I'm nodding. I don't even feel like my tears are just melting. I'm sure it was my happy tears for my two best friends. But I'm also sure there's pain I feel about my life.

I feel like I'm the only person who doesn't deserve happiness. However, I still cannot deny that there is one happiness that will always come from my two friends.

"I want to carry a baby like a lo, Ra, if you're acting like this. My motherly instincts work when you see that you are fragile. Don't be sad, dong. I don't know how sad you are right now. But please, don't keep everything yourself. Share it to me, to Radit. We are brothers, Raju. Because the brother doesn't have to be blood."

Alya's words just made me cry loudly. It felt like the last time I cried like this.

"Why did you become mewek anyway, Ra?"

Unlike yesterday, then the gaze of Alvin mas I met today is just a glance and looks cold. Even as I was about to enter the pantry as usual, the man walked out without greeting me. It was as if we never knew each other, as if he had never said anything yesterday.

Yes already. I don't want to bother thinking about it. If someone doesn't like me even as a co-worker, then what can I do?

It's mundane. The ones that come and go in life need not be too thought out. For I have become accustomed to departing, even the most distant.

"Zura,"

Is he still my friend, or not?

"Yes?"

"Ish, don't be so stiff. Don't be so awkward between us" Abel with his familiar smile has returned.

I tried to pull both corners of my lips in return. Because I'm not good at two-faced, aka I'm often unable to pretend to be friendly when my heart is not like that. But when it comes to Abel, I think I can exclude him.

Somehow I assumed that Abel was a good girl. It was only the corn of familiarity between us, but he felt quite pleasant as we chatted every day.

He slowly stood in line with me in front of the table.

"Honestly I envy you, Zura," Abel began his sentence. And I'm ready to listen to whatever he has to say. "I'm a big Kenneth fan, don't you know? Hence, facing the fact that you are close to my idol, my halo boyfriend, geez it feels like a sprain know no heck?! I thought, why don't I be the same Kenneth? Why should you? I take a vow."

Abel looked at me and I looked back at him. It's just that I don't know what to answer. So I just nodded my head at his passionate words.

"No, Zura, I want a photo of Kenneth once. Yes, yes ...."

A smile now I give to him.

"Promise me, from now on I will respect your relationship. I'll tell Kenneth Lovers others to bless–"

"I'm not dating Ken," as he made him silent for a moment.

"Cock? 'Can yesterday be ..."

"Yes, just no. I ... just the same guy as him."

I don't know why it feels weird on my tongue when I say it. What kind of friendship would happen between me and Ken if our hearts were both wounded by this fate. I couldn't even look at it up close because of guilt. Then Kenneth was certainly disappointed in my decision. I feel like I haven't been able to start a friendship without any taste.

"It's complicated, huh, Zura? I conclude so based on your face."

"My face?"

The girl nodded. "Yes. Your face is moody. I don't know what happened between the two of you. One thing is for sure, hopefully what happened is the best thing for both of you. Besides, I'm not a turah lamb. So, what I see and I hear, I'll keep it tight. Just calm down." Abel. "Don't be sad, Zura. I'm still your friend."

...- - -...

One word ... nervous. I was very nervous to see the room in front of me. May what the big boss aka om Damar said to me who was suddenly called to face him.

"Please come in" said one woman I know as Ken's father's secretary. He also opened the door of the room om Damar for me.

"Thank you."

I stepped into the room om Damar whose owner was busy calling when I was standing in front of his desk. The gesture of his hand allowed me to occupy a seat opposite him. I also obeyed him.

"Have you had lunch?" ask Damar after finishing his phone and put the smart thing on the table.

I nodded and replied politely, "Already, sir." Because this is the office area, and I must speak according to the place.

"Just go ahead, Zura" he said seriously. And it makes me even more nervous. Bringing om Damar who is always serious is enough to knock me mentally. Especially if he knows what really happened between me and his son, and his nephew, then I can't imagine it anymore. What if Damar is angry?

Oh God. I must be ready, please,

"Zura ... How is your relationship with Ken?"

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It is determined to make an update on the 1st of 2022. 😂

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