My Pole Ketos
What's up with him? (Alex)
Solar rays shone on my room covered in black curtains and my eyes adjusted the incoming light. I got up and saw my alarm clock showing 05:45. I took a towel and took a shower. It didn't take long, I went out and put on my school uniform and prepared today's lessons and papers that Laily and Kuprint had sent me. I went downstairs and there, Mother with Bu Yeni was preparing breakfast. Bu Yeni is a servant and confidant of Mother and she has been considered as her own mother after Mother.
"Mother's morning, Ms. Yeni." I saluted the two and sat down to take a plate for breakfast.
“Morning,” they said and continued the activity earlier.
“Kata Yudha, phobia Den Farhan relapsed again huh?” asked Ms. Yenni who stopped my actions from taking rice and side dishes for breakfast. True too, Yudha had driven me home and I had fainted due to the desperate situation. Yudha was the young secretary of my trust and always helped me without telling Dad my activities. You could say, he was someone I could trust right now and not forget, I should have given something to Kayla as a thank you. I was the type of person who was not comfortable just saying thank you, so I had to give something to show my gratitude to him. I took the lunchbox on the plate rack and took the rice and the side dishes and ate them. Mommy and Bu Yeni saw me confused because it was the first time I brought provisions.
“That's for whom?” ask Mommy.
“Only for friends.” answer me.
“Create Den Andre yes?” asked Bu Yeni and I shook my head. Mother and Bu Yeni looked towards each other confused as to who my friend was other than Andre. I took a breath and said it despite the embarrassment.
“This is for the girl you mean. I'm going upstairs first.” I rushed the box into the room and grabbed my bag and motorcycle contact and went back down.
“I leave first, assalamualaikum.”
“Waalaikumsalam.” I went straight to the garage and turned on my bike to go to school. The security guard opened the gate for me and I honked his horn in gratitude and he nodded. My motorbike drove quite fast splitting the city streets while people were preparing themselves or still in their dreamland. On the way, I saw a grandmother standing at a red light trying to cross the street. I stopped 10 meters from the grandmother and turned off my motor. I ran slowly towards the grandmother and held her arm, but the grandmother shook her head.
“Grandma don't want me to help ya?” I asked and the grandmother shook her head again.
“Good, sa........................”...
“Grandmother!” exclaimed a girl whose voice felt familiar to me. I just kept quiet and thought that it was Kayla and it was true because I memorized her back hair that was swept by the wind and I could feel the scent of her shampoo.
“Old granny wait for Kayla?” tanyanya and the grandmother nodded her head. He smiled widely and I patted him on the shoulder and as a result, he turned towards me with a flat look.
“Oh, you're not leaving?” the tan was flat and of course it pissed me off. As he was about to take the grandmother across, I pulled his bag and he stared in annoyance at me. The grandmother looked at us and I took over the grandmother's hand and helped her cross the street while pulling Kayla's bag.
“Release no?” the ball, but I was indifferent and helped the grandmother across the street. After I helped, the grandmother took something out of her pocket and gave me 2 small bags of biscuits and I accepted them with pleasure.
“Thank you grandma,” I said with a smile and the grandmother smiled as well.
“Don't forget, give the biscuits to the girl you pulled because she helps me a lot,” replied the grandmother and left us both. I stared intently at him and he returned my gaze with the same gaze.
“This is my cake,”
“Shortly, who helped the grandmother who?”
“You,”
“Then, the grandmother gave this cake to whom?”
“You,”
“This means mine,” I answered flatly and wanted to leave her here, but she screamed instead.
“Please! There is a cake vane here.” I immediately closed his mouth with my hand and pulled him forcibly so as not to cause a commotion, but fate instead said otherwise. Some people swarmed us and I stared at them flat and they seemed to understand the meaning of my gaze and left us both. He bit my hand and automatically, I took off the silence and blew my sore hand.
“Huft, finally free too,” happy while jogging without shameless in the least. I chuckled and inexplicably, the shadow of the little girl seemed to merge with Kayla's current self. Wait a minute, why do I think that that girl and Kayla are the same person. That’s a big problem! Maybe I should do sit ups 100 times, push ups 100 times, and run around the field 100 times so as not to think like that.
“I came to your life just 2 years ago and I won't have a childhood friend like you.” I was shocked because Kayla was beside me and my voice sounded loud huh? For some reason, being by his side, sometimes made me think negatively about him.
“You are psychic or who?” ask me while looking right left of the road to cross the road.
“Not, I just spoke so because I had to memorize the online drama I did with Laily later tonight,” he explained and I breathed a sigh of relief because he did not hear what I said earlier.
“Why? You're talking about me in the back, aren't you? As it turns out, our OSIS chairman has that attitude and it can defame someone. Ah right too, I will always be a bad conversation among students/i there and few want to really be friends with me just because I'm weird.” Her words earlier, it was hard for me to hear and I looked at her, her tears dripping unhappily soaked her cheeks and it touched me. My hands tried to wipe away those tears, but my body felt trembling because of this phobia. Tch, I hate this phobia and I want to wipe those tears with my hands even if I have to fight this phobia. A cold sweat poured out of my forehead and always, a hint of doubt blocked my intention and I forced myself to do it and it worked. My hand managed to wipe away the tears and he turned to me and I took my hand and threw the cake from the grandmother to him. I rushed to cross because the traffic lights showed the color green for pedestrians. I left him in the crowd the people who passed by here and I got to the place where my bike was parked and the one that surprised me was that he was sitting on my bike with my nose looking at me and advancing lips.
“Oi, since when are you there?” manya irritated.
“You were slow as a snail and today, we skipped and the permission issue, I told Ms. Wiwik that I got sick and you had permission to take care of your mama. Okay, drove to the cosplayer place in the next city,” invited him with sparkling eyes and I nodded resignedly rather than him angry indistinctly and soften the objects in his bag. I got on my bike and started the engine. My motorcycle roar rang out and began to split the streets of the city right now and I felt guilty for skipping out for the first time and why couldn't I refuse his invitation? Maybe this is also for a reply to what happened the other day, and I remember the box I haven't given. Maybe later when I get there. He stretched out his arms and laughed widely as if his weight had slipped off and of course I shook my head in his strange manner. I don't know why, I feel calm and happy when I'm with him. The trip there takes at least 1 hour and the view in the form of skyscrapers and rows of city parks next door are quite widely scattered on the side of the road seemed to cool the eyes that look at him and see from the rearview he pointed to the right of the street that led to the bustling city park. I nodded in understanding and drove my bike there and we arrived at the cosplayer spot he was referring to. I parked my bike where it had been provided and he rushed down from my bike.
“Shortly, why are we here and willing to skip school?” I pretended to be annoyed and he looked at me.
“You will know the answer.” The answer holds a mystery within.
“Do not until he does something beyond reason and make him calm while inside,” thought I and he pulled my hand to get into the park. I feel de javu again with this grasp. Bah, don't keep thinking negatively about Alex. You must be strong! You must be strong! You must be strong!
“Yokoso onii-chan to onee-chan de kosupureibento,(Welcome, brother (laki²) and sister (female) at cosplayer events)” welcome 2 cosplayers dressed ala maid to welcome us. I was confused as to what language they spoke and Kayla smiled kindly at them.
“Anata wa futarinokoibitodesu? (are you two lovers). Here, you can enter for free if you are a couple,” bargain one of the maids. I wanted to say it, but Kayla said otherwise.
“Hai. Watashitachiha koibitodesu (Yes, we are lovers).” she replied confidently and embraced my arm. He gave the code through his eyes to justify his words.
“I...iya, we are both lovers,” I replied clumsy and 2 cosplayers were smiling satisfied with us.
“Wakarimashita. Soredewa, atarashi koibito o tanoshinda kudasai, (Well. Well then, have fun, new couple)” welcome them both with a big smile and we reply with a smile anyway. We went inside and his eyes lit up to see the crowd inside. I scratched my head because what I said was true. He was acting out of my mind. He took a selfie with a handsome cosplayer in a suit of armor, a photo with a group of men who I thought was the gathering of this event and just him a woman and of course, of course, he invited female cosplayers with various characters to take pictures with him. Really weird this one chick. I approached her and the female cosplayers shouted at me.
“Kya! There was a handsome man who came to this event and this was the first time there was a handsome man who came and also he was still wearing a school uniform,” exclaim them and they are very noisy as if never see a handsome man alone. He looked at me with a look of disdain and I looked at him flat. One of their cosplayers came up to me and gave me his phone. I saw it from head to toe, I don't know why it felt like I was no stranger to it. When I got closer to him, I threw a shoe at my head and I knew who did it. He ran towards me and grabbed my ear.
“Oi, sick,” my aduku is flat and he looks at me sharply. The aura around him felt like there was a fire burning him.
“WHO IS HE?” he yelled while pulling my das.
“A...a...anu,” interrupted the cosplayer girl and she looked sharply at him.
“APA?” he shouted and the cosplayer girl was shocked and wanted to cry. I pulled back my chest and approached it.
“You're not pa-pa?” I asked her and the girl shook her head and as she turned to look at me, I was surprised who she was. A black haired girl with irises and stature was almost the same as the little girl. Is this really him? I ventured to hold her arm, but could not because this phobia was blocking me. Why at this exact moment, even my phobias relapse again?
“Ah, so you are. Well if that's what you want, we end up here,” I turned towards him and I saw the same tears accidentally dripping in his eyes and running out of the event. Seeing his passing, made the pity I had melt and I tried to chase after him without caring about the girl and the crowds of people who came made me unable to pursue him. Shit, why does this have to be? It's like I'm here to break his heart. Wait, is he ready for me until I'm overreacting like this? However, he had made the walls I had maintained ever since I hated women slowly crack and there had been progress. Ah, I'm worried about all this. I don't know what, the impulse deep down decided to chase after him.
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I looked for him in every corner of the city and there was no him. Where is he really? Where here the black clouds gather a sign of rain will approach. I sped up my bike and the hail fell. The rain is getting heavier and I'm not giving up on looking for it.
“May she be well,” my murmur and from behind my helmet, I saw the figure I was looking for sitting at the stop staring blankly at the rain. I got close to it and turned off my engine and approached it. He was soaked and his eyes looked swollen and his cheeks reddened. Thin white smoke shot out from his mouth while rubbing his hands together hoping that there was a hint of warmth from both of his hands that whitened withstanding the cold. I took off my jacket that was not wet because it was made of real leather and put it on. He looked at me and smiled widely, then fell asleep on my shoulder. I hugged her so that her warmth remained and she slept well. Under this heavy rain, I was busy thinking about 2 girls at once, Kayla and the girl. What is my relationship with the three of them? I don't know, I'm waiting for the time to answer so I know how I'm going to do it.
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