Short Stories Romance

Fancied

"Sister, don't go yet!"

"My food is not over!"

"Sir Arta, ish! I haven't paid!"

"SISTER ARTAAA!!!"

She's Mia, the twelfth grader A, who always follows me wherever I go. She's a chatty girl who's been tailing lately.

"Sir Arta!" He pulled my hand.

"What, anyway?"

"Where are you going, anyway? Maen go! Called not nyahut! My meal has not gone right, pay too in a hurry," he said with pursed lips.

"Udah?"

He's nodding. "Sir Arta! Where are you going again?" He asked me again as I was about to walk.

"Toilet!" I passed away.

Relieved to be able to escape from Mia even though it was only a few minutes, I felt independence after being away from her. Peace and tranquility.

"SISTER ARTAAA!!!"

"Buset, is my son still waiting for me?"

I rushed out of the toilet, not feeling good with the friends who were waiting here.

Outside the toilet was waiting for me, she smiled sweetly revealing her row of white teeth and waved when she saw me approaching her.

"Hi ..." he said with his hands still waving with a cheerful face.

"What else do you want, Micu?" I'm a little upset.

"Mia knows that Mia is beautiful, funny, gemesin, but Kak Arta does not need to be short, said Mia funny so Micu," said the little girl.

"God! That's not the extension."

"Then?"

"Lu, right, was a kid. Micu said it was an extension of Mimi's granddaughter to let you grow tall." I ran because he would be angry.

"SISTER ARTAAA!!!"

I rushed into the classroom hoping he wouldn't come after me, fortunately the bell had rung which signaled the lesson was about to start again. Be safe!

Going back to the lesson time seriously, let alone facing the national exam. How happy is this heart that will soon pass the test and be detached from Micu. Good bye, Micu!

Until it does not feel like the school bell is ringing again, not for rest but it is time to go home. All the students and students had flocked out of the classroom door. The laughter now adorned their lips. While I was still sitting while putting the books into the backpack.

The situation outside was quiet, I stepped up, how shocked when I saw that he was already beside my class.

"trigger? What else are you doing?"

Mia looked up, I didn't think her eyes were swollen now. Is she crying? Butwhy? Is it because of me?

"Lu why?"

Not the answer I received, but the tears dripping down my cheeks made me even more confused to guess, what happened to this little girl?

"May I tell you a story?" ask without a smile of joy.

I'm nodding.

We walked to the parking lot, which is where Mia started telling stories. His face was heavy to open up the conversation, it felt like he was not the Micu I knew. His joy was completely gone at this moment. Mia started telling me that she had to go with her parents to Singapore, I saw tears roll from both corners of her eyes.

"I'm heavy with this decision, brother. I don't want to be far from Arta. Even though Big Brother is a cute guy, cuek, likes to talk mince-ceplos but I'm comfortable being next to Big Brother."

Oh God, this kid actually feels lost or meant to reproach, anyway?

Momentary silence.

"Sorry Mia, yes, sister. If Mia is wrong too much with Arta. Tomorrow Mia will fly to Singapore" he said, giving something to my grasp.

"What's this?"

"Memories for Brother."

"But I don't have-" I said stopped when I heard someone calling Mia's name.

***

It was my story seven years ago with a girl who made me sick of always trailing, but there was a longing when away from her. Didn't expect me to find a lover like him. She's she? Though I was not dating Mia, but I felt that way when we were apart, even without news for seven years.

I now work in one of the companies as a Marketing Manager where I have the task of handling things related to the promotion and sale of business owned by the company.

"Pak Arta, I'll have a meeting with the new director" my secretary said.

"Have you reached Jakarta? He said he's abroad?"

"It's come and it's hurtling right here."

"Oh, okay!"

He nodded then passed away, while I returned to work and prepared the files for the meeting. Not long after, I was told to go to the director's room.

"Commissioner!" I said while knocking on the door.

"Lake in!"

I pushed open the door and saw a woman sitting behind me, looking out at the office window. In fact, there only looks jammed streets. What's so good about seeing traffic in this city?

"Excuse me, Mum. I want to file a marketing report last Sunday," I said, standing still.

The woman sitting in the chair turned her body. How surprised when I saw the woman was a person I knew, a girl who had made me sick of feeling constantly stalked, but did not deny there was a sense of loss after she left. I only realized when I was away from him that this self was beginning to put its flavor on him. A crush? Might as well.

"Hi, Arta, how are you?" the question was soft, really very different when he was in school, very chatty.

"Well, Micu," I replied spontaneously, "uh, sorry, I mean Miss Mia," I repeated.

She smiles.

"Call Micu also no papa. Though, I've Mimi a granddaughter just like you told me, sister. But my body is still like this, less tall" he said with a smile that made his face even sweeter.

Holy hooch! What am I talking about? Arta realized, she's your boss in this office!

We chat at length, unfortunately not the work we discussed, but our sense after separation. His eyes stared at the bracelet in my hand, the bracelet he gave before going to Singapore first.

"Sister still wears a bracelet from me?"

I'm nodding.

"Why?"

"Because I just realized that there's something missing inside you after you're away from me." I clasped his hand. "Mia, I don't care if you're my boss in the office, which I want to tell you, that it turns out this heart loves you so much."

Mia's cheeks look blushing, I don't know what she's feeling right now. I felt relieved not knowing he would accept or even reject me.

"Sister, I have loved you for a long time. You've never been sensitive, you used to be too cold as a block of ice. Today I was really tired, but I defended sliding straight into this office. Do you know what the reason is?"

My forehead winches.

"Because of you, brother. I searched for information about your whereabouts for seven years we were apart and I didn't expect that it turned out that Big Brother was working for my late grandfather's company."

"Trigged?"

"Yes?"

"May I ask you something?"

"What?"

"Don't walk away from me, enough once you disappear and enough seven years apart. I love you," I said, just flowing.

Mia smiled and then nodded.

"meaning?" many confused.

"I'll stay here and won't leave Big Brother. I'd like to have a serious relationship with Arta."

"Seriously?"

Mia nodded.

Oh Allah .... Truly, today is the happiest day for me. I found out, even have Mia this time. Waiting for halal. May there be no transverse aral, so that we may be united in the bond of marriage, aamiin ....