
"Your smile is beautiful".
The blush!
Ryan's spontaneous words back to make me fixated. I felt my face heat up and wanted to escape from before him. Even I just realized that I've been holding Ryan's hand ever since.
I pulled a hand out and turned my face away. Brother Ryan laughed crisply at my behavior that felt very embarrassed at this moment. Maybe Ryan thinks I'm funny.
"Come, I'll take you home!", take Brother Ryan.
I'm back choked. I might be able to stand up in front of Brother Ryan, but I can't find an excuse for you later. I can't say that it's okay with my wet uniform being so dirty.
Dad's gonna ask me all sorts of questions. I don't want to worry about my school either.
"Wait for what else? Let me take it", Brother Ryan again interrupted my daydream.
"No, brother, I'm on a bike. Brother must have been picked up", I refused subtly. "For the jacket I'll return it if I wash it" I added.
"Today I brought a bike, you can take your bike with you by holding the steering wheel and you will I bonceng" Ryan explained.
"But brother.."
"There's no buts, I'm afraid you're doing nothing else on the road. Come on!", Brother Ryan then pulled my hand and moved towards the parking lot.
I looked at Brother Ryan's hand holding my hand as if I didn't want to be away from him. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was very quiet and only my bike and a red sport bike belonged to Kak Ryan.
Ryan's sister pulled my hand back until she reached the parking lot of her motorcycle. He wears a full face helmet which is also red according to the color of his bike.
"I know, I'm very handsome indeed" Ryan's sister rolled her eyes at me when I didn't stop looking at her unconsciously.
I was overwhelmed and couldn't pay it back. I can only look away hoping that Brother Ryan won't look at me again. He just laughed crisply at my nervousness.
"Already, don't be shy. Let's take your bike outside, and don't try to go home by yourself because I can definitely catch up with you" Ryan warned me.
I got on my bike and led him outside. Ryan's sister also guided the bike because the school rules require students to ride his bike and motorcycle outside the gate. But some opportunities there are also recalcitrant students who ride their motorcycles from the parking lot.
I thought because it was quiet, Brother Ryan would ride his bike from the parking lot, but it turns out he still obeys the rules. I really salute him. He seems to be the type of kid who is disciplined in anything.
Arriving outside the gate, Brother Ryan asked me to get on his bike while he held my bike so as not to collapse. I was confused too, because I was wearing a skirt while Kak Ryan's bike was very tall.
With motor sport, it is impossible for me to be in a position like a woman. It will be hard, I thought. Unexpectedly, Brother Ryan reached out his left hand to help me get up, while his right hand tried to hold my bike.
I went up soon, and my guess was right. I had enough trouble positioning my skirt to sit comfortably. But I realized, right hand Brother Ryan must be tired of propping my bike because his position is not a comfortable category.
I was quite awkward as soon as I got on Ryan's bike and kept a little distance so that the smell coming from my body did not stick to his body. I immediately grabbed my bike steering wheel in place of Kak Ryan's hand, while he started the engine.
"Get in, you fall down" Brother Ryan pulled my right hand to hold on to his body which made me lean slightly.
"I didn't bring any more helmets to guarantee you safety"
Up close I could smell the smell of fragrance emanating from his body. I am a little embarrassed by my current condition which is inversely proportional to it. Me and Ryan went home.
During the trip, Ryan didn't say anything and focused on the path we were on. Maybe he doesn't want his focus to split and could cause harm.
Another unexpected thing that Sister Ryan did was that she already knew the way to my house. Ryan never asked and never drove me home
"Where's your house?", that phrase came out the first time we turned into an alley to the house.
"There, brother", I pointed towards the house.
Ryan's brother took me to the front of the house. The father who heard the sound of a fairly noisy motorbike immediately came out.
I looked at Father and Brother Ryan in turn.
"Look sir, just after school I accidentally pushed Tika in the school hallway until she fell and hit a bucket of mop marks. I was not aware of Tika's whereabouts because I was joking with a friend. And to take responsibility, so I drove Tika home", just as smoothly as Ryan lied to cover my nervousness and make me gawk.
"Once again I'm sorry", Brother Ryan looked down respectfully.
"Oh so, I guess why", the father of mangosteen understand without suspicion though.
"Let's go in first, son, stop by our house. Rarely did Tika's friends come here. And you go in first, shower the same change of clothes. Your uniform put it in the washing bucket. Your friend let me accompany you", I let Brother Ryan in and he just answered by nodding.
"Yes yeah. I go in firstwell, brother", I say goodbye to those two.
I went into the room to put the bag and took a clean change of clothes and took it to the bathroom. I took a shower immediately so that Brother Ryan wouldn't wait long.
As soon as I finished the bath, I immediately headed to the room and tidied up my hair that had been shampooed because of the dirty water that Winda sprayed on me about the hair. I went out and saw Dad sitting down and chatting with Brother Ryan.
The two of them turned to look at me, and then I said goodbye to the back. On the table there was already tea that I prepared for Brother Ryan and there was a little snack.
"Sorry old brother", I said as soon as I got nearby.
"Father, there was your father accompanying you. Oh right, this is your house?", brother Ryan looked around.
"Yes, I'm sorry it's a mess. More precisely not ours anyway, we just contracted here", I said with a bitter smile and answered a nod of the head by him.
"Say your father also you rarely bring temen here huh!? What's the matter?", Ryan's sister was interrogating me.
"Well, if you come here, brother, here is just this", I'm not comfortable enough to talk about this, but I appreciate Brother Ryan who is always willing to help me.
I caught the look on Sister Ryan's face that seemed sympathetic to our circumstances.
"Oh yes, brother, I want to say thank you again because you are willing to do this to me", I said while looking down to remember the actions of Brother Ryan who was willing to lie to help me so that my father did not ask questions and worry about me.
"I told you, don't thank me. I just want to see you smile and be happy", Ryan's sister smiled again and displayed her dimples.
"Among friends there is no word of thanks", again I can only nod.
"Then, excuse me for going home" Ryan's sister got up from her seat.
"Well, do you want to go home?", I asked and was answered with a wink and a smile on his face.
"Dad seemed to be still busy in the back", I recalled that dad had whispered he wanted to cook for our lunch in the kitchen.
"Then I go home first", Brother Ryan began to say goodbye.
"Please tell my father, thank you for bothering this for his handsome son's girlfriend"
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