OUR LOVE IS NOT THEIR LOVE

CKBC 7

"Fir, greetings" said the twins together that morning they met Sapphira at the school gate.

"Wa'alaykumussalaam," Safira replied with a smile and greeted some familiar friends.

"Do you want to know who that is?" sinta asked curiously because Safira's reaction was mediocre.

"Who are they from?"

"Sister Troy."

"Oh..."

"That's doang?" This time Santi was astonished.

"What should I do?"

"Another girl if she gets a greeting from Troy's sister must be very excited. Can scream hysterically, jump around in excitement. You're just the reaction." Safira just smiled at Santi's explanation.

"Everyone is different. I'm not that kind of person. I answered that anyway."

"But this is Troy's brother who sends you his regards. Brother Troy, the number one idol guy in our school. Ganteng, tajir, grandson of the school owner, nephew of the teacher, son of the secretary."

"So, I rarely pray." Short answer that can make Sinta and Santi silent.

"But Fir...."

"Sin, San, I'm not here to go after guys. I can go to school here because of the scholarship. So I don't want to waste this opportunity and the trust I'm given by thinking about other things like guys. I want to focus on learning."

Sinta and Santi knew that there was nothing they could do. Ah, the important thing is to deliver the message from Troy's brother.

"Yuk, to class. Mumpung is still morning. Can take a break before the lesson starts."

"Good morning Fira," said Angga who just happened to arrive on his bike. Santi and Sinta looked at Angga in wonder.

"Bagi Angga's. Just arrived?" Fira replied to Angga's greeting. Things that make the twins back to wonder. Safira being friendly to a guy? Unbelievable, both thought.

"Yes. I stopped by the house, but your mother said you've left with your father."

"Yes, I was with Dad. He happened to leave not too early in the morning. What are you doing with my nyamper?"

"You take off with you."

"Bonch ride your bike?" Safira observes Angga racing bikes with no seats to piggyback on. "Where am I told to sit? There's just you."

"Hehehe.. if you want to be together, I can bring the bike bang Juna. Let bang Juna take the car to the office."

"Thank you for the offer. But I'd rather be piggybacked on my father." replied Safira. "Ngga, I'm first."

"Well, what about Fir tomorrow?" yelled Angga at Sapphira who had started to move away. Safira just waved his hand without looking.

"Well, that's your new move?" asked Bento who was suddenly beside her.

"not thump. I have only known him for the past month. Just wanted to be friends."

"Friend near you mean? That's the IPA kid who was samperin to his class?" chirp Arif who seems to have just arrived.

"Where are you guys driving?" ask Angga wonder. "It's not usual for you to go through this gate on foot."

"My car is already selling. Nyokap has not boughtin again. He said later, see my report this semester." replied Bento limp.

"Elo Rif? Where's your motor?"

"My apes. Yesterday afternoon there was a raid on the roundabout near the house, and I didn't wear a helmet. My SIM is under arrest. I can't bring a motorbike if there's no SIM." Angga laughed at the answers of his friends.

"Yes, tomorrow ride my bike. Our convoy. You have an expensive bike that you never use. Counting sports."

"Geez, you tell me to go from home to school? I could be out of breath!" exclaimed Bento whose body is quite fat. "I took a taxi or taxi online. Let me be with Lanny."

"Ben, isn't that Lanny? It's the new one coming down from the red car" pointed Arif towards the parking lot. "That's Ryan's car, 12th grader IPS 1."

"Where? Oh yeah, you're right Rif. That was Ryan's brother. Their house is deketan," continued Angga. "Eh don't let them be. Three days ago I saw them coming home together. At that time you didn't go in because your boils broke."

"Lo said their house was deketan, right? Definitely brother Ryan just want to do good to the neighbors," said Bento encouraging himself.

"Had never accepted your love for Ben" commented Arif. There is no lawfulness. As soon as Arif and Angga turned their heads, he saw Bento running into the back garden of the school.

"Ngga, why the hell is Bento? We follow yuk. I'm afraid he's frustrated to keep hanging himself on the rose."

"Tree with the gedean. There is a lo Rif. Yeah, we're fucking her." The two soon pursue their heartbroken friend.

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A new break clock. Safira breathed a sigh of relief. Today's chemistry lesson really made his head woozy. Especially this morning he had no breakfast. Soon Safira opened his box. Fortunately, the mother brought a fairly large supply so that she could for two meals.

"Lis, is that going to school or is it going to be a picnic anyway? Go to school and bring a bushel" said Zara, one of the beautiful girls in their class. From the beginning he and his friends did not like Safira. Especially when he knew Safira was smarter than him. Even now Sapphira was ranked the highest in their generation.

"Yes understand Zar, his name is also the village. Likes to be unconscious if the place is not here," replied Lisna, her gank friend.

"Don't that ah. Waste of time talking to him. We ate in the canteen. Look at the food he made me lose my appetite. Yuk," take Diana. While passing by Safira's seat, they deliberately nudged her desk. Thankfully, Safira's box did not fall.

"Astaghfirullah, have a mouth on the lemes really. You why just shut up Fir?" ask Sinta emotions. As Zara and her friends taunt Safira, Sinta and Santi are going to the teacher's room to deliver the classmate's book.

"Why must emotions? What they say is true indeed," answered Safira calmly so that makes the twins anxious.

"Kok you can be patient every day being bullied with them? You don't want to answer them?" ask Santi.

"What do you do? Just wasting energy. The Prophet when treated maliciously by his uncle was not angry. Even he prayed well for his uncle."

"But you are not an apostle, Fir."

"I'm trying to imitate the apostle, San."

"Fir, you become her boyfriend, brother Troy, so that no one will dare to look at you one eye again" proposed Sinta approved by Santi. "Last night Mas Seto said that Troy liked you. That's why he sends you greetings so often."

"Alhamdulillah if he likes me."

"Alhamdulillah? You want to be Troy's girlfriend?"

"Who do I want?"

"So you said alhamdulillah. Doesn't that mean you like him too?"

"I didn't say that because I wanted to be Troy's girlfriend. I mean thank God he likes girls not boys." Safira chuckles. The twins chuckled at Safira's explanation.

"Fir, why don't you want to be Troy's girlfriend? That's a pride you know." asked Sinta curious.

"I'm not going out yet, Sin. I want to focus on education. Graduating with satisfactory value, thankfully you can enter PTN through the invitation line. Then the correct college until graduation and can get a job. I want to help my parents."

"Geez, your thoughts are very mature. We're only 17, but you're thinking far ahead. This age of ours should be having fun, not Fir's heavy-minded thinking" Santi said.

"Life taught me that. I have to be ready to face the future with all my limitations. I'm different from you guys who can calmly enjoy adolescence."

"You regret your hard life?"

"No. I'm even grateful to my dad at PHK from work."

"Why is that?"

"Because it teaches us to be more grateful for everything we have and have. We used to live well, although it can not be said to be excessive. What we want you can give me. It makes us negligent and may forget to be grateful. In the past when SMP was given a stipend of fifty thousand a day, it seemed less continuous. Though many of my friends whose pocket money is only ten thousand. Maybe without me noticing us, I in particular, became arrogant."

"Now, whatever you bring home from the results of the attraction or whatever the benefits of the mother selling feels like a pleasure that exceeds the pocket money of one hundred thousand per day," continued Safira. "We're more appreciative of everything our parents do to support us."

"Are you not like this?" ask Santi wonder.

"I've experienced a hedonic lifestyle, San. Every day to the mall. Take a taxi everywhere. And when Junior High I was not hijab as I am now. I'm hijab-wearing, but still wearing a tight uniform skirt, tight jeans. Anyway different 180⁰ deh with me now."

"You're great, you can change as you are now" Sinta said. Santi nodded in agreement.

"God guides us in unexpected ways. Uh, let's get my lunch. Mom brought me quite a lot. Talk until you forget to eat. My head is getting dizzy."

While the three girls were enjoying the food Safira brought, at the door appeared someone who had apparently listened to their conversation. His admiration for the girl grew.

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