My Lovely Busybody Girl's
12 - Boxer
Arka took her foot to the library located behind her school building, now she only realized how strange the location of the library that should be in a place that is very easily visible from outside the school became hidden it.
On the way to the library, Arka stops her steps when she sees Shaila talking to her trainer. Arka could see the expression on her coach's face was very shocked and also sad. Looks like Shaila is telling the coach about him resigning as a member and captain of the volleyball team.
Shaila turned her body and met a look with Arka. Arka swore, just now she saw the look of the sad face of the girl who has now been replaced by a carefree smile that is very annoying for Arka.
Shaila approached Arka with a light step, when she arrived before Arka, the smile on the girl's face was not lost. It began to make Arka worried as well as afraid.
“Lo don't want me deh.”
Shaila ignored Arka, she then took Arka's hand to the library. Arka who has repeatedly rejected but did not manage to defeat the spirit of Shaila at this time.
Shaila had just released Arka's hand when they had already entered the library. With a smile still adorning her face, Shaila looked at Arka. “Lo know what to do? Or want me to clear from the beginning?”
Arka kept Shaila's face away from her, seeing her face from such a close distance made her nauseous. “No need, I can do it myself.”
“Okay if so, you can start now.”
Arka placed her backpack behind the administration desk, she then pushed a pushtable containing a pile of books on it. Shaila sat behind the administration desk staring happily at Arka who started arranging books according to the writing beside her.
Why hasn't he been like this before? If this is the case, Shaila also does not need to be angry with him until he calls him only by name. But Shaila began to feel comfortable calling her upperclassman without frills in front of her. She also has no idea who Shaila really is.
After twenty minutes struggling with a pile of books, Arka finally finished his task. He headed to the administration desk and placed his push table carelessly. Shaila looked at him still with her typical smile.
“Don't mostly smile, serem me long time squirm.”
“Try lo from the past kayak gini, kan gantengnya nambah.”
Arka snorted at Shaila's words, she took her bag and put it on her left shoulder. “Udah done, right? I'm back.”
“Iya, drugs. See you tomorrow.”
Arka comes out of the library leaving Shaila who is currently either doing what, or, Arka wanted to ask why the girl did not come home with him but she said because she did not want the girl who often thought far away to be ge-er by her question.
It took about five minutes for Arka to put on the jacket to turn on her bike, not because she was having trouble or anything but she deliberately slowed down her movements.
While carrying her bike out, Arka saw Shaila standing in front of the school gate while staring at the school field where her friends were practicing volleyball. Arka runs her bike and stops right in front of Shaila.
“Eh, you flip ball?”
Arka opened the glass of her helmet. “Lo itself what is here?”
“Gue again waiting for a taxi,”
“Bareng me aja, let me anter.”
“No, I took a taxi.”
Arka throws a red helmet at Shaila. “Gue not receiving rejection.”
Shaila had just wanted to answer Arka, but she paused that intention. The dimpled girl snorted and smiled amusedly before finally putting on the Ark-given helmet. Carefully Shaila sat behind Arka and wrapped her right hand on the belly of the man in front of her.
“Do not speed!”
“You know I won’t.”
And the Arka motorbike was sliding to break the capital's congestion in the afternoon. Shaila did not understand why he wanted to easily ride the Arka motorbike when he was very traumatized by the motorbike, but even though he was only a few times this was piggybacked by the handsome man, he felt safe and comfortable behind her.
*****
“The real bribe anyway!” a girl wearing a white cast wrapped around her neck complained to a man in front of her who was feeding her with chicken soto.
“Whispering lo, still mending I want a bribe!” the man's reply was unacceptable.
“Suapin again, Aaa..” the girl –Shaila opened her mouth wide before finally a spoon filled with gravy and soto meat landed her mouth inside her mouth. “Drink!”
The real Arka was already annoyed by the silly request of the girl in front of him for three days it could only snort and stick out a glass filled with sweet iced tea on Shaila.
“Mmm.., delicious. Eat again,” Shaila again opened her mouth wide.
“Arka!! We ba...”
The words of Zaki who was somehow already inside the canteen came to a halt, along with his footsteps and the person behind him who was very shocked to see the events they were currently witnessing.
“Mouth of condition, ****!” reprimanded Reyhan who saw the mouth of his best friend as if he had fallen to the floor.
“L–l–loo.. lo Arka, right?” zaki asked indistinctly as he walked closer to Arka who was still busy with a spoon in Shaila's mouth.
“Lo both doing here? Kan lo is still suspended,” said Arka did not heed Zaki's question.
“This kunyuk one really maksa here, do not have her work.” Reyhan sat down beside Arka. “This is what the hell gini bribes? like filming another Korean drama just two.”
Zaki flicked his finger, agreeing with Reyhan's words. “Iya really, you both kayak Gu Jung Pyo same Gong Can Di, it's the Korean drama player.”
Reyhan kicked Zaki's thigh with his right leg. “Goo Jun Pyo equals Geum Jan In, ***!”
“Ih, Oppa Reyhan know only time, suspect me.”
Reyhan picked up the tissue box that was beside him and threw it at Zaki. “Tau, adek I love watching it, ***!”
Zaki nodded his head. Reyhan's sister is very fond of anything that smells Korean, not infrequently he forced his only brother –even Zaki or Arka who was visiting Reyhan's house to watch with him.
Zaki sat beside Reyhan and looked at Shaila and Mela alternately with suspicious looks, the man pointed at Shaila. “This one I know, but this one..” Zaki pointed at Mela. “Who?”
“Gue Mela, Sister. I'm Shaila.”
Zaki nodded, then his gaze returned to Arka who was still busy feeding Shaila. “This is the two why? What the hell is using gini bribery show try? Very friendly, elah.”
Shaila raised her cast-clad left hand. “My hands are sick again because of this temen lo so I can not eat alone,” exclaimed Shaila reasoned.
“Emang lo left-handed sampe can not eat using right hand?” asked Reyhan who was currently sipping ice cappuccino belonging to Arka.
“Gue also has the same balance problem, so can not eat alone or will be drinking ntar.”
Reyhan was silent, while Zaki nodded his head as if understanding what Shaila was talking about. “Alesan macem what try,” hiss Reyhan ticklish.
“Trus what are you two doing here? He said he'd be suspended, but he could be here, wearing a uniform, again," asked Shaila, who was done with the soto.
“Nih the kampret was really climbing through the back pager of the school, he said the same kangen Parasut.”
“Iya earlier swore a really exciting we climb up to shoot another James Bond movie that, my pants until torn.” Zaki widened his thigh and showed his torn pants until the boxer with his spongebob image was seen.
Shaila and Mela cover their faces with both hands, Arka throws Zaki with ice cubes from her capuccino that has left a glass, while Reyhan closes his best friend's thighs are wide open.
“Make boxer bagusan cake, Africa camel!”
“That thighs are very thick like expired bread,”
Both Shaila and Mela were just laughing when they heard the three friends making taunts at each other. Somehow they felt the warmth between the three men, unheeded by the envious gazes of the people in the cafeteria, they only felt that these three people were not as bad as what was reported.
*****
TB
