Love Me Because of God

I Love You But........

Farrel Akmal Hakim. He's one class and one class, XI class IPS 2. At first we were not close. The opposite nature is the reason. I still have to adapt to my new environment (i'm a transfer boy), my joker face, my crisp sense of humor, and my sense of inferiority because I feel like nothing else. Unlike the popular Farrel, saucy anyway (while I'm not pretty if you know). But for some reason, Farrel and I entered into the same sekbid in the management of OSIS. Since then, we have worked together in creating programs. And somehow we become often fuss about things that are not important, even worse to get carried away to class. But somehow I feel happy arguing with him even though he's a popular boy. Even the most unimportant and crisp things.

I often play with four of my friends with a variety of traits. Rani, the adult trapped in a small body, Syifa, the child teather (he said the theater boy was a sane madman), Hana, Hana, the photographic child is often the facilitator of the class if the narcissist is being frayed, and Farah, a calm-alim but creative and intelligent KIR child. And they say I'm a candidate for a writer who is indifferent, quiet, alim, and they say I'm allergic to men (i'm four years old attending an Islamic school where girls are separated). But for them I also washed away.

>_< As usual I accompanied Farah who was busy reading in the library. You could say we are happy because we are both alumni of pesantren children (although I am more willing to say boarding school children) but the difference is that after finishing boarding school I continued High School a year at Islamic High School in Bekasi before moving here. So you could say I'm more pious than him (he.he.joking no really). Every Monday and Thursday we must be in the library because we do not go to the cafeteria aka fasting Monday-Thursday. “May!” I looked, it was Farrel. Tumben he did not read his favorite comic. “Why?" my many. “Lo look really tangled” “Bete I” Farrel sit down, take the book I read, and open it randomly. “Gue think you are the same genk lo so you are not here” I said again. “Tauk dark" Farrel's face scowled. “Ya Allah lo why the hell?” Ask me confused, “Lo in PHP in same chick?” Maybe Farrel is the weirdest popular guy. First, although cute but he's single. The second, he left his genk son and sat in front of a different person with his world in a pose like a girl who runs out in PHP-in the same guy. “Our sekbid report this month must be re-” replied Farrel. “Hah, seriously lo?” I was shocked too. “For what?” “For God's sake!” exciting Farrel. “Ngapain I lied? The paper is missing just as Muse” Muse is an OSIS secretary who coordinates 4 sekbid including my sekbid with Farrel. “Eh, ntar first” I seem to think. “Not that we have the doodles? I think it's in my bag deh” “Ya already brought gih to Angga next class” said Farrel. Angga is the head of the sekbid where Farrel and I live. “Temenin lah”. “Gue will not dare” “Iya-iya” Farrel rise. “Sketan, I'm a busy man nih” “Iya deh who is busy. Lebay nih” ledek Farah who from earlier was silent finally spoke up. “Far, mementin I nganterin this boy yuk”. “Sip” Farah also put her reading and got up. We also left the library. I and Farah keep their distance by walking one and a half meters I “Lo the strangest popular boy I have ever met rel” comments me while walking to class. “From your Rio?” reply Farrel. “Yang like but do not dare to sneketin when he was ignorant of the girls in your school first” “Yah many factors lah” said “First I do not want to date because it is forbidden religion, and, the second is probably because of my look joker face times. So he was afraid to come close. You will know I like who” is, I replied sekenannya. Duh, because he's a flashback, right? )_( “Far, he texted you again?” I asked Farah who was staring at her Android HP with a flowery face. Farah. We were in the Gramedia building, while the rest were in the accessories store on the same floor. “Ciye..” I said. “He's coming home? More pain?” Farah was referring to Fahmi, Farah's boyfriend from Junior High. They used to be a pesantren at Junior High. This Fahmi includes saucy, and Syifa said from the looks of it including the opposite installment with calm Farah. And Syifa's guess was Farah's. So, Syifa's guess is right dong. Oh yeah, it's just me and Syifa. And I'm the only one who hasn't dated since Syifa dated in tenth grade but broke up ten months later. “May” I who looked at the book turned. “You have moved on not the same problem you there?” “Maybe I've” I nudge. “Indeed why?” “If if Farrel shoots you, accept no?” Ask Farah. I was silent, “I really want him not to date before marriage” “Iya sih” said Farah. “But you still want him not?” Ask Farah. “Every squirm Farrel I inget dia” I said slowly. “Sama-sama saucy, popular, one sekbid” “Eh ntar first” Farah act think. “People you like or who like you?” “What the hell are you!” I nudged his elbow. “Hmm who I like. Its properties are similar. Weird popular” “Why can you think like that?” Ask Farah. “If she's weird?” “Because she likes weird and stupid girls, not beautiful anyway” “You are not stupid Maya” said Farah. “You are unique, beautiful, pinter. If you do not say Farrel nanya to you about math” “Ya even though the edges to you also ya” said I. Farah was just grinning. “Udah yuk, samperin them I'm hungry nih” said Farah. I nodded, we got up and walked over to pay for groceries. (About the reason Farah is dating, do not ask the author because the author himself does not know)-( “Woi” I who was buying coins turned, it turns Farrel. Duh! He's really cool in jeans with his Liverpool jacket. Astaghfirulllah, ghodul bashor oi! “Heh, why lo?” i asked. “Lah” streets replied Farrel. “Lo sightseeing too? With them?” Tanya Farrel pointed at Syifa et al. I'm peegguk. “Gue first ya” pamitku when receiving coins from mbak-mbak coin guard. “Woi wait a minute!” prevent Farrel. “Lo says you like to play basketball arena, there are also games so we can match ya?” “Hmm” I had thought because my ability lost far compared to him who is a basketball boy. “Yes, who is afraid? But I called the others first let us not alone” finally I look for my friends. >_< “Ciye who exhausted the world belongs to both” led them after from the mall. “He who abstains I make play also” my grumbling. “Lagian y'all I call so I can watch it so more rame” “Iya-iyaaa..” said Syifa. “And said you girls should not be alone if not muhrim because the third person, SATAN” Syifa, set his eyes on Hana. “Syifa, what do you mean Syifa?” asked Hana who made our laughter explode.--- I just put my HP down, just like that, although I was actually waiting for an answer from Farrel who for the first time asked me to text after four months I did not give my phone number even though he begged. But it looks like he got my number from friends. This is my fate today. Though I don't want to give nope not because I'm arrogant or anything. But I am a crunchy person, which is why I rarely text other than important things such as assignments. Or do not ask for a walk or gathering where if you have a holiday. Ten minutes passed and there was no response from him. Ah it's my mind maybe I'm not exciting. He did again confide in everything, from his basketball experience to his noisy sister not kelulungan. Without feeling my eyes tight, then fell asleep. )-( Two months later... Today is the first day of entry after the first semester break. I remember classmeeting yesterday was exactly a year when it reached its peak. Where there is someone who sends feelings to me, but he does not respond. Because there are two reasons because he is not sure the signal is for him, and the second is a classic reason: I like other people. And maybe that event is what masterminded a gossip circulating in the School that made him stunned half to death while wondering. Who knows this story. “May, Angel said you actually have a boyfriend but cheated on Farrel. Really no?” Ask Dira. Angel is a popular kid at school. He was Farrel's ex and he said he was chasing Farrel because it was still dear to Farrel but always responded coldly by Farrel. Though Angel is much more beautiful and rich than me who set off have to ride a bike (although there is a motor at home) and do not have BB or Android let alone IPOD/IPHONE “?” my many. “She said where?” “Di twitter” Dira replied. “Says his boy name Rio” “He knows where?” is from my many. Dira just lifts the shoulder of an ignorant sign. “Lah, I've never had a boyfriend” I said. “Why can he say that kayak?” )_( Bruk! I fell down as soon as someone slid my leg. I just squat and wipe the long skirt-covered hoe while grimacing. When I looked up, Angel. Cs looked at me with all the cynical looks. “Enak?” ask her with a cynical tone. I just shut up and got up and left. Suddenly they screamed making me the center of attention. “Woi cheap chick! Don't you need to deketin Farrel anymore. No level, just go to the end of the sea! Do not be pretentious lo, all you open hijab keep wearing hot pants!” I continued walking and without tears came out in my eyes that sank amid their laughter.