My Lovely Busybody Girl's
19 - Arc Mode
Kindly reminding: vote before you read, don't forget to breathe because this story contains absurd things that will make your heart flusters. Now, let's enjoy the story
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Arka lay on her couch, her fingers constantly dancing on her flat phone screen. Beside him were Reyhan and Zaki who were still busy with PS sticks in their hands, dissolving in a fierce ball game so that no doubt swear words were often spoken.
“Wanjir, almost aja!” luh Reyhan who did not manage to score in the goal Zaki.
“Ye off-side yet, how the hell is the referee? Off-side, Sit! Wah bad, surely the referee did not go to school in the majors IPA so it does not understand the corners,” Zaki's increasingly unreasonable nagging.
Reyhan kicked Zaki with his right leg until the man fell over. “Not related, ****!”
Arka ignored the noise that was happening inside her apartment, for some reason she felt that something was lacking. “Cosong, bro,” Ogre Arka.
Zaki tilted his head towards Arka, but he did not turn his head. “Where is empty, anyway? 3-2 tuh,” said Zaki while pointing to a score in the middle of the television screen.
Arka again ignored the obscure speech of his best friend, his forehead frowned when he found a chat room with Shaila in one of his chat applications. Arka's smile expanded as something flashed through her mind.
Arka PA: Woy, like my pen missed in the pylons deh yesterday.
It didn't take long for Arka to get a reply from Shaila.
RSJ patient: How can you? Yesterday you didn't do anything.
Arka snorted, indeed she yesterday did not take anything out from inside her bag.
Arka PA: Yeah don't know me either, my pen on is not in the bag.
Tomorrow there is a repetition of the mother of Dora anyway, dead is I do not have a pen.
RSJ patient: Live buy in a stall or cooperative anyway, very complicated life lo like refugees.
Arka chuckled at Shaila's reply, in a message like this alone the girl still dared to call herself. Reyhan slightly turned his head and was confused with Arka who laughed to herself.
Arka PA: I want to buy in the bookstore, my anterin!
RSJ patient: Why buy in a bookstore anyway? tomorrow you can also buy at the cooperative.
Arka PA: I can't make a cheap pen like that.
No more excuses, I have to now!
RSJ patient: You're not serious, are you? Hello...this is my holy Sunday evening, y’know?
Arka chuckled again, he then rose and shifted the bodies of his two friends to get out of his way. Arka walked towards her room while smiling indistinctly.
“Lo has taken medicine, right, Ka?” ask Reyhan in between his games.
“Hah?” arka said from inside his room, he changed his clothes into a white T-shirt and a green army bomber jacket.
Both Reyhan and Zaki averted their eyes for a moment at the figure of Arka who was neatly out of his room carrying a white shoe that was famous for its three strips. Arka sat on the sofa she had just occupied, she put on her shoes while looking at every reply from Shaila.
“Temen lo this one why, Rey?” Zaki nudged Reyhan's arm, deliberately speaking in a loud tone for Arka to hear him.
“It looks like he forgot to take medicine deh,”
“Whisper you on! The important thing is not empty,” reply Arka while smiling at her phone.
“Emang daritadi not empty, ****! This is already 3-3,” Zaki replied increasingly clueless with Arka.
Arka patted Reyhan and Zaki's shoulders together. “Gue out first, if you want to go back do not forget to matiin tv the same door lock.”
“Lo where you going, woy?”
Arka who had opened the doorknob turned around and looked at Reyhan. “Date?”
Elsewhere, at the same time, Shaila was visibly frustrated by a reply from Arka twenty-nine minutes ago.
Electric pole: Omw
“It's a real child geblik, what is it?”
Shaila lies on her bed watching a concert video of her favorite singer Shawn Mendes waking up and washing his face in the bathroom. He glanced at his left hand that was already not wearing a cast.
Earlier this morning Shaila went to the hospital for therapy, her doctor had advised Shaila to remove the cast, and she was happy to agree. Although the condition of Shaila's hand has not been flexible before, but he was able to move his left hand even slowly.
Shaila came out of the bathroom and stared at a white cast that was on her study table, no graffiti that Arka made. Shaila thought for a moment, does she have to come out like this? But he was afraid that Arka would suddenly give up her responsibilities just like that because Shaila was healed.
A bell at the door made Shaila unable to think any longer, Shaila changed her clothes with whatever clothes she saw first, the girl then took a cast on the table and put it on with the origin.
Lying isn't pa-pa, is it? Thought Shaila
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“Bentert, elah. Who told you to go straight home?” Arka took out a pen with three contents.
“Trus want to say this abis?”
“Eat?” arka said, more like a question.
Shaila let out a long breath. “Ya already so, I want to see a novel first while waiting for you rather than join gini.ntar if you are finished, call me aja.”
Arka turned her head to look at Shaila's departure, in her heart she cursed her stupidity. He is not a smart man to take chances in love. The proof is like now, his initial intention is only to punish Shaila, but after they walk like this, Arka just does not know what to do next. Wait a minute, did he just say love business?
Arka shook her head violently, she did not know what she was feeling for Shaila, he just feels comfortable around the girl because Shaila is not the type of person who will freak out on her own and chase after her as many girls do.
Although Arka does not know what she is feeling right now, but she will only continue to follow the plot of all her stories together with Shaila. Somehow eventually, Arka was too comfortable with the girl to have no time to think about it.
On the other hand, Shaila was staring at one by one the cover of a novel that was of course themed on the romance of youth. Shaila has never felt how to fall in love or date, but she does not deny her desire to feel it, only she has not found the right person.
As Shaila was reading a synopsis of a novel she was holding, a man came up to her. The man wearing a blue flannel shirt touched Shaila's shoulder until the girl jumped in shock.
Shaila turned her head, thinking the one who touched her shoulder earlier was Arka. Shaila is silent when she learns the person in front of her is not Arka but Bayu, Mela's boyfriend. Bayu smiled broadly as he looked at Shaila's face.
“Gue thought I was wrong, actually lo turned out.” Bayu smiled knowing his guess was right. “Lo what is here? Alone?”
“Oh? Ah, I am not alone, I am the same again,” replied Shaila after waking up.
“Temen lo where?”
Shaila pointed at the origin behind her. “There,”
Bayu nodded - nod his head. “Udah eat yet? Want dinner with?”
“Gue again with me, Bay.”
“Temen you tell me to go back, or if you want to join also not pa-pa, kok.”
Shaila scratched her nape, she still felt uncomfortable being alone with Bayu like this. Shaila did not realize that behind her Arka had come with a box containing a pen that she took with the origin.
Arka looked at Shaila who was talking to a man their age, he thought that the two of them had known each other because the smile on the man's face had never disappeared as if he had just met an old friend.
Seeing from Shaila's expression that only gave a stiff smile, Arka was able to conclude that the girl was not comfortable talking to the man in the coat. Arka walked up to Shaila and grabbed her shoulder from behind.
“Udah found his book?”
Shaila turned her head in shock at Arka who suddenly embraced her. “I-it.. nothing good, not so buy it like.”.
Arka nodded, her gaze now meeting the man in front of her who was shorter than her. Actually Bayu can be said to be tall, 175cm is the ideal height for Indonesian men, only if he is coupled with Arka who has a height of 181cm, their height difference is clearly visible.
“Lo... Arka, right?” asked Bayu while squinting his eyes, he felt like he had known Arka's face.
Arka raised her face. “Lo who?”
“Gue Bayu Prakarsa, SMA Yudhistira.”
Arka nodded her head. SMA Yudhistira is also a school ‘jajahan’ Arka, they have admitted defeat and submit under the control of Bumi Putera. Arka had come to Yudhistira for the lesson time to beat up a student who harassed one of the students of Bumi Putera – who is also a classmate Arka-until almost raped her, at that time Arka entered the school by force and beat the perpetrator –, who was a classmate of Bayu, and beat him up, in his class and witnessed by thirty-four classmates and also teachers who were currently teaching. That's why Bayu knows Arka who has been legendary in his school.
“Lo know Shaila?”
“He metemen one school with me at Junior High, I am also Mela's boy, explained Bayu, he then pointed Arka and Shaila alternately. “You guys... dating?”
“Ngak, coke. She's my upperclassman.”
“Oh gitu.” Bayu stared at the hand of Arka who was still embracing Shaila's shoulder. What kind of temen? Her thought.
“Lo done talking? I want to encourage Shaila to eat because,” said Arka coldly.
“Oh already, sori disrupt well. See you again, La,” said Bayu as he passed.
Shaila glanced at Arka's hand that was still stuck on her shoulder. “People have already left, this is removable can, kali.”
Arka seemed to wake up and then took off her hand. “Sori, kesusan,” he said while showing a row of his teeth.
“Udah done, right? Pay deh buru, so you can eat immediately, already want this malem,” said Shaila left Arka who still stands in his place.
Arka did not understand the name of the feeling he had for Shaila, but he was not stupid to know the unpleasant feeling he felt when he saw Shaila talking to Bayu earlier was a feeling of jealousy. Then does Arka really like Shaila? Arka shrugged her shoulders, she was already like a fool thinking about such an obscure thing.
TB
