Memory Dimension
BLUE AKSARADITYA
B I R U's POV
There is no pudding that does not crack. I guessed the same writing, until I actually observed much deeper. Actually it's the wrong sentence or my brain is wrong. Supposedly, there is no ivory that does not crack, is why become a pudding?
"Blue! Look at the cave!" someone shouted from the east of the house. I immediately snorted in annoyance, the sound managed to destroy my concentration this morning.
"No horror!"
"Cave color PA! You see that?!" said again.
I didn't want to break that scream. I only focus on breakfast, because a Blue Aksaraditya like me, will never waste breakfast. Breakfast is important from everything, if there is only one loaf of bread and besides on the dinner table, it has become a happiness for me. I don't care about the screams.
Then someone nyamperin me fun at the dining table, he just wear a wrapped towel around his waist.
"Lu see the cave drawer, Beer?" ask again.
"Damn lo jing. Yeah, I don't know, I'm not the ambassador of the poloran, so it's hard to draw it to me." I answered ketus.
"Keep the cave where dong." The expression was like asking me to find the color.
"Lo use aja that has a cave. Don't make it complicated."
"It's not a problem, Beer. You know the color of the cave it bought in Thailand."
"Continue?"
"There's also something to love about someone special in my life."
"Bacot lo! Just a color doang too!"
"Judah where is jing!"
"Where's what?"
"Lah color,"
"Aing teu nyaho PA sia!"
"Awas lu ye if your glare is taken. You said nyokap bokap me you."
"Turn back to Thailand!"
The cave grunted very very upset. He is Tosca Jin Gayatri, my cousin. He was more familiarly called Jin. Not the genie that is in the bottle of— that is swiped directly out. Naw. He's not that kind of Jin. His face was eleven twelve. Cute. But his joy never had a point. Asekdah. He stayed at my house this month. And reportedly indeed, he wants to settle in Indonesia and school here. Actually, from a small age he lived here, he joined his parents moved to Thailand when he was still in the 2nd grade Junior High School. Now it's 2nd grade High School, so he lives in Thailand for only a few years, that brother came back to Indonesia with a note; he's going to live with me. Not just him, there's one more cousin of mine, his name is Agam Baratayuda. We are three cousins of the same age, our parents are younger siblings, and my father is the first child, while his father is Jin, the second child. And lastly, he caught Agam. So, boys. My name is Jingga, his name is Jin, his name is Arjuna, and his name is Agam called Violeta.
Not just that.
Shit, in this big house I live all three of them. The rest are just housekeepers. Not much, there are only 2 doang helpers, one is preparing food, the other is cleaning the house. Our parents are busy abroad with their businesses that seem more prioritized than their children who are already half-sane living the lives of teenagers who are carefree.
"Open what?"
"Torek lo ya?! The book is not open. Where's the cave book. The cave hasn't finished reading."
I grunt annoyed. "Lo find dong, Gam. Don't ask me. I know your book. Lo heavy literary books that are as neat as the book of the holy book of sunggok."
"Damn lo nyet. The book is science."
He immediately nyeleos out of my sight. Yes, he's Agam. His hobby is the same read. To the extent that in his room is filled with books of various forms. Looking at Agam's eyes, the book is like a girlfriend. Agam always privileged him. I must admit, between the three of us, Agam is the smartest. But the real thing is, he's just like me and Jin, both jerks when it comes to girl business.
Don't believe?
I used to have a girl named Jin Ngangisin after we returned from a vacation from Dufan. The girl is crying, and Jin doesn't care at all. He said the girl was Jin's girlfriend, and Jin sentin the girl for no reason. Yes, Jin is the type of guy who, if you are already bored, lives. Just like Agam, he was in his school famous as the smartest child with a value that is always almost perfect, and the types of men who are difficult to reach, but can not be denied, he said, I've been mergokin Agam on his way to the hotel. They rent rooms all night, and tomorrow I try Agam's country, he just says; we practice the theory of how humans are made.
No.no. The three of us are such assholes. Just like my style, exactly the same case of the two I mentioned earlier, only the difference is that the cave is a type of guy who sells expensive, and the cave just wants to deket the same girl who is high class.
Ah, forget about that. Suddenly, Jin nyamperin me with his appearance who already wears a uniform SMA, followed by Agam— who also has wear uniform SMA. We are not a school. We are different schools. Because if we get to school, I think it will be the apocalypse for the women in school. How not, they will certainly be busy seeking the attention of a Blue, Jin, and Agam, who have unreasonable levels of good looks. Anyjay. I'm the sealay.
"That's what, Beer?"
Jin immediately sat down and ate a loaf of bread that Bibi had prepared. He saw my Indonesian assignment that said; no pudding that didn't crack.
"Task BI."
"Bir. You don't speak Indonesian, do you? You're wrong with that sentence." I immediately revised that sentence.
"Bir, since when did ivory become pudding?" Jin.
"It's not a cave that's nulis. I swear."
"***. Your brain is just food."
"It's not a cave that's written, Jin!"
"Oh gua tau, surely the ivory is again called the court yes, for the divorce trial ama gisel. So, you change the pudding. Haha." Jin-chuckles. I just keep quiet.
"Not funny!"
"Dissipated! Udah ah cave unplug first. It's late!" Jin immediately rushed out of the house, without another word.
"Now, your job is a real cave! The cave leaves first!" Agam rushed after Jin. And, I live by myself. Jin School is the same Agam unidirectional, that's why sometimes they always leave together, even though they bring their respective motorcycles. While me? Yeah, enjoy your time.
A/n
This is a Blue POV. Ntr will hose its POV seling... Follow his story....
august 5th, 2019
