ROMANCE (Based On True Story)

ROMANCE (Based On True Story)
Prologues



The rose began to fade.


Really, I didn't even want to lose a second of the chance to keep staring at him, blink I didn't want to, with my right hand propping up my chin and my left hand twisting the ballpoint, it was like I could not take my eyes off the girl who was sitting in the front seat of the class, while eating the fried noodles she was carrying, she still looked so sweet with the pink hijab she was wearing, Cindy didn't seem to realize that someone was watching her.


"Whaaaa" cried Aziz while patting my shoulder.


That just surprised me.


Aziz is my friend from Junior High, the person is jolly, but only to me, if in others he is indifferent and seems indifferent.


"Look at what this is, especially kayak again prayer, hehe" he continued


"Shuut, diem ziz, here deh" I replied slowly while pulling his shoulder


"Well, look at Ziz, it's so sweet, yes" I said with a slight smile.


Whether joking or a little lola, Aziz casually said "Astagfirullah fik, where there are sweet fried noodles, which there are spicy, savory, just as salty, salty, it is also salty if you cook hihi" said Aziz with a small laughter ledge.


"Woi, who's talking about the fried noodles, the cave's talking about the person who ate the borziiz" I said in a slightly irritated tone


"Ouhh, ngemeng dong ngemeng, yes gini nih, if you still can't see the smooth little bit, the disease immediately relapsed" replied aziz relaxed.


"Ngga ziz is not like that, kok gua ngerasa there is something different like tuh chick, teru.." I have not finished talking, I have not finished talking, Aziz stood up from the seat then pointed with bulging eyes and a loud voice


"Lu like her?" suddenly, the loud voice was heard by everyone in the class at that time, including Cindy, they turned to us with their faces full of question marks "Ya canoe Aziiizz" I makiku in heart, with a slightly flushed face, I tried to control the atmosphere back then


"Hehe, sorry friends, it's nothing, Aziz's usual father's disease again relapsed hehe" cried with a very forced smile, while I looked, I saw, Cindy had finished eating and was cleaning the food container.


"Damn lu ziz, cave martial eye cave peri, until glassy because you do not want to miss a second to enjoy the creation of God so beautiful, eh you even destroyed everything" I muttered in a slow tone.


"Yes sorry fik, the cave was just shocked" he replied.


"Why do you have to be surprised, continue if the cave likes him there is also a problem with you?" just pissed.


"It's not that fik, you don't know if he's a lot of incer? Even our upperclassmen like him a lot" Aziz explained.


"Why do so many people like it, they just like it, not their girlfriends,?" Mouthed


"Kok lu it's Ziz, actually you're the cave temen, what's their theme? You ashamed of the same cave? Or maybe you like him too."


Honestly, at that time I was really angry with him, but his name is Aziz, we already understand each other's characters, so it is not difficult for Aziz to control the atmosphere at that time


"Haha, jiaaah you are angry, cave joking hehe times, gini deh if you like him, cave help you, how?" caju Aziz


"Well, who likes it, the cave doesn't say that the cave likes it" I said again.


"Emhhh, really don't like it, really, hihi"


At that time we reciprocated the conversation with a little joke, sometimes we laughed together loudly, yes again our laughter provoked the attention of others, but at that time we were not so concerned, he said, not with the first one.


When I think back to Aziz's words, is it possible that if I really like him one day, then will he like me too? Damn this question as if it's crowding my brain.


I really like roses, but not the durinya.


I love the rain but not the lightning that comes with it.


I love twilight, but not the dark that comes after.


I love you, but not the doubts that remain in my heart.


Bogor 28-12-2020


Before long, from behind the door came the sound of increasingly clear footsteps


"Syuuut" Sahut sulis to us.


The atmosphere was instantly silent, and the closed classroom door slowly opened with greetings from someone behind the door


"Assalamu'alaikum"


"wa'alaikumsalam" we answered simultaneously.