Lord, Accept My Repentance

Don't Complain to Me

"Woy Queen!" shouted Arpan when he entered the cafe which happened to be quite quiet because it would close.

I smiled looking at them, I haven't hung out in a month. It doesn't feel like, yeah, maybe because I'm also starting to get busy with my own world.

The four of them went inside and greeted the cafe owner who was their friend as well.

"Where are you going, Queen! The group is never again!" ketus Bagas stared at me who was wiping the table.

Now, Mama started selling cakes because she remembered that Farhan was going to graduate High School. Farhan told me he wasn't going to college.

However, Mama insisted that Farhan stay in college. Mama knew what made Farhan not want to go to college.

Because she did not want to burden Mama again, but Mama had said that she me and Bang Rangga were not a burden according to Mama.

"Yes, again busy," I jokingly replied with a smile and lowered my eyebrows towards Bagas.

Usually, after school I will help Mama cook or mince cake. Luckily, it turns out that Mama also had time to sell cake.

In fact, he had his own shop. Just because that time had a daughter even for a little while.

Mama decided to stop and close the store to focus on looking after and caring for her child.

"Haish! Malesin is so Queen now, nothing can be. When, are we camping?" lio asked looking at me with her lips pressed forward.

I chuckled at their childlike behavior when I had trouble sleeping. They will accompany me.

They would tell stories, sing or even argue until I fell asleep because of them.

In fact, just like last time when I was sick and it wasn't nice to tell Mama. They sent me drugs through couriers.

It's so special that they treat me, sometimes I even think.

What if they get married? Must be very happy for his wife, right? Find a husband like them.

"Hey! In fact," said Bagas, nudging my arm.

I grimaced because I felt soaked in daydreaming.

"Queen has a girlfriend, right?" asked Arpan looking into my eyes.

"Huh? Says who?" I was a little surprised by the question he asked.

"Yes, that's dumb. Must've thought of her boyfriend, huh?" arpan asked teasingly while pointing at me.

"Paan, anyway! There are no boyfriends!" ketusku with a dumb eyebrow.

"Tomorrow's a holiday tomorrow. Well, take a walk, you guys. Pretty, two days," said the cafe owner who surprised me because he told them.

"Yee ...!"

"So, here!"

"Gas gas gas!!"

They screamed while punching the wind, smiling happily knowing I had two days off work because the cafe owner would have an event tomorrow and the day after Sunday.

'If you're already here, how would you refuse or lie to them?' my mind scratched a forehead that felt it could not dodge anymore.

After quite a long discussion that made the store completely closed until midnight.

Tomorrow afternoon we will go to climb Mount Pangrago, about 3 hours or less the time will be taken by motorcycle.

I am now confused, how to tell Mama for permission to go let alone going camping one night.

I took a slow breath and walked with them towards the parking lot where the motorbike was located.

As this head gazed forward, there was already a familiar figure making Bagas and the gang speechless while I was shocked.

"He who?"

"He saw what?"

The four of them chattered looking at Farhan who was standing not far from us, the cafe owner had gone home earlier because he had been picked up.

Farhan approached with his flat face staring at me, he pulled my hand away from Bagas and friends.

This is the first time Farhan has held my hand, even though there is no sweetness due to the pain I think.

"Please!" I jolted and threw Farhan's hand out of my arms.

He looked at me with anger, we were already in the parking lot more precisely next to my bike.

"Where are your bike keys?" Farhan's hand held up in front of me.

"Make what?" ask me to knit an eyebrow.

"Udah, here!" tell Farhan and I quickly give him the keys to my bike, he puts a helmet on his head and rides in the front seat.

"Hey, Bro! Lu who is he? Why pull Queen's hand like that, ha?" ask Bagas and others who are already near us.

"Whoever I am, it's none of your business" Farhan replied with a cold look towards them.

The jaws of Bagas and the others had hardened even their hands clenched perfectly while Farhan looked mediocre.

"That's it, no papa. I go home first, yeah. Just like him," cut me quickly before a debate.

"Alright, watch out Queen. If he does something strange immediately contact us, so we can give him a little lesson," Arpan said staring intently at Farhan.

"Relax, jaudah, I go first. Bye, Guys!" I shouted as I walked towards the motorbike that had come out of the parking lot.

In this cold night without the moon as well as stars even the sky looks bright, it might rain tonight.

We ... Me and Farhan split the streets in silence but my mind wanted to ask him a lot.

"Ehem!" dehemku tried to melt the atmosphere.

"Do you know where my job is?" I asked a little forward to have my voice heard by Farhan.

He looks so very handsome, his focused and white face so sedates me, eh! How fascinated is he, anyway?

"Don't be friends with them anymore" Farhan said coldly.

Lah? I asked him if he answered what, not very connected at all, right?

"Why indeed?" I ask who does not understand. Why did he always think that Bagas and his friends were bad.

"Find a girl friend."

"Ck! I also used to dance with women, uh the edges even hurt. Some are toxic, unfaithful temen, ugly artisans themselves on others. In fact, yes, this girl's temper is more complicated than the same guy," I praised Bagas and his friends in front of Farhan.

The motor that did not go too fast was finally stopped by Farhan on the side of the road.

His body slightly faced towards me, "And were you happy with their call?"

"Yes, of course," I replied with a smile raising my shoulders indifferently towards Farhan.

"They'll only make you hurt more later."

"When? We have been friends for a long time, nothing. Don't judge someone when you don't know about that person, it's weird to know? You can insult someone while you don't know that person.

Supposedly, if you want to judge someone. At least you have been close or friends with that person.

Don't just because you hear 'he said' you even follow hating without knowing 'the reality'!" I firmly feel that almost everyone does not like Bagas and his friends.

"All right, up to you! Don't ever complain and cry to me because they hurt you!" farhan was angry with me.

Am I wrong? He immediately plugged the gas into the house to make my hair no longer neat.

'Am I wrong?' my mind that felt a little sorry had spoken to him.