Small Stars For Faila

Always meet even though they avoid

I dropped my head on the table and covered this face with both of my arms with a half-prustration ,  hungry stomach my hair dangling free from the tie is even very disturbing, because my hair is long even past my hips past the chair I'm sitting in and maybe the person who saw me from behind is looking at me like a aunt kuntilanak apparition in the afternoon  broad.

I glanced at Frans who was staring intently at me, but he said nothing and I didn't expect him to say anything to me either.

Tired of being in a ganguin creature called Mohan

But as I sat down limp suddenly Mohan brought a bowl of soto chicken laid out in front.

“Eat this, healthier than your chicken noodles. Time nutritionists eat spicy chicken noodles.” He mocked me

There was no rejection, back then because my hunger was giving up the shame of prestige and all, everything, I pulled the bowl of the slightly yellowish sauce and sprinkled the sauce into the white rice a plate almost full.

Foolish minded people, one hand once moved to move my hair back which almost joined meyemplung into the fruitful bowl.  Because the saddle strap went missing somewhere. What is lost in deliberately hidden a riotous man named Mohan this one, because I have been looking down under the undercarriage but did not meet

Rubber can walk alone, I said still curious glancing down my legs, afraid to step on my feet.

Suddenly Mohan stood up, taking rubber from the counter seller in the cafeteria, spinning from a selling mother in the canteen

He stood behind me gathering all my hair tied together into one.

 “What you do!” I shook my head at the sign of protest, with my mouth full of compassion and I shook my head.

“Uda, silent your hair is very disturbing when you eat,” he said with serious pretentious

Again the action of this kumpreet flea, inviting the attention of the entire canteen, making out, joking and until there are two mojok-majok, both,  it was actually a common thing in the cafeteria.

But because the one who did it was a Mohan, so it became really amazing and it looks like it's going to be a Viral on our campus.

 I could see Frans stoning towards us, looking at Mohan who forced me, even if I refused to even push his body, I move my hair forward so that it is not held the same Mohan, even put my long hair in the shirt, he still bragged to tie it himself, he said,  he pressed my shoulder so I could sit back and he could freely tie this hair.

‘Alright just do’ I said resigned

I'd like to throw the plate containing the soto sauce into Mohan's face

Angry and my emotions were only wrapped with a feeling of weakness and pasra, even he borrowed a comb of Tari's to comb my long hair.

“Wah your hair is long fai, smooth again, I just know your hair all this time,” said Mohan.

He kept raving like a parrot in the back to my palm, he pulled up a chair to do his random shuffling action of my hair.

Though Frans did not like if my hair in the booth or released, he always told me to pull.

Back when I was living with Frans he liked to see my long hair.

Whatever he thinks of this jerk, to provoke Frans' emotions, I just hope he's not hooked.

It seemed like Frans several times, wanted to stand up but Hendra next to him held him back and whispered something.

Mohan started to make me sick and emotional, he started acting strange as if he was trying to provoke Frans' emotions. Seeing the height that used me, he began to push his nose into my hair,

 “Harum your hair Fai,” said Mohan, I saw from the tail of my eyes Frans started to get soiled, he clenched his hand and wanted to stand looking at it I didn't want to be quick because of me.

 I arrived - arrived standing .

“Basic, you are a rioter, awaas,” I stand up

Snatched the bag and left it in the canteen.

I walked out with annoyance, the gaze of the children of the kanti to me no longer ignored.

But as I thought, Mohan chased me with a little run and scream, seeing him following me I sped up my pace a little run.

“Why did you run so fast anyway, I ngosan nih,” he said without any guilt.

“Ngapain you follow me?” I kicked his leg violently even though I regretted it, but it was due to emotion.

“Auuu .. Fai pain, you are rough once”

He grimaced with his leg from my hard kick, not enough there,   I hit the book that I was holding onto his shoulder with an angry feeling, without me noticing, the violence I was doing so watching other students, he said,  even Frans and his friends like him saw me doing the KDRPT

Or any other language of violence against friends, even though I haven't considered it a friend

“What is your problem with me?  if you hate him you should fight with him, men not by using me, you idiot…! Don't make me your toy,”I'm upset.

“Aduh, ouh.” Mohan grimaced in pain, “Basar galak” said later.

“Quite your Fai so watch the clay,” point Dance that leads my eyes that pique his gaze.

Me and Tari passed away Mohan who squatted still holding his leg and every now and then he sounded, faintly crowding.

Irritated by the attitude of Mohan today, I chose to go into the room to lay down my body to try to divert my mind

“Basic of the fucking Mohan,” umpatku annoyed, hope not to meet him tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and forever. It's annoying to meet a guy like Mohan that's what I think of him.

  The next day did not seem to make Mohan jerky, he still seemed to always bother me.

So every time I step out of the Dormitory Princess, I have to swerve right - left, left, watching Mohan who can sometimes appear suddenly from nowhere.

Sometimes he is like a demon that can appear suddenly. Sometimes like Jelangku did not come to be picked up and returned not in the shuttle.

That day after completing one of the courses, we intend to fill the stomach, I persuaded Tari to look for another place of nongkorongan, another, so that the digested food later can be calm into this stomach, because since the incident.

  Mohan can always find us, even though we eat where and hang out where, he always grabs me with his silly prank.

And at least he always caught us at the right time again eating,  again delicious - delicious to enjoy food so not taste every time he shows his face, and often craved food because the action that always appears arrived

“We went there aja,” pointed me to the cafeteria some distance away at the end of the campus which is close to the Lake, although passing a little weed to get to the cafeteria, Oh turned out to be rame as well because there are art performances from other faculties.

There was a boyband who was singing a song Romantic, making the young girls in the cafeteria to brag about Baper's feelings,  including this little girl dance directly follows the music in the song, while I was busy looking for a chair to make a place to fill the stomach.

A suitable place to hang out that can linger and can be for hours, if the place is cool to gossip too and mengjajai task, so should look for the right one. after looking for it turns out there is a table that fits the scenery in the direction of the Lake that looks very beautiful.

I pulled up one of the chairs for us to sit on just a few minutes dropping ass ,someone turned his head from our front seat which deliberately turned his body and his chair in a swivel forward

Dug ..dig... and ...!

“Argaa”

My mouth rose and our eyes stared at each other for a split second.

Turns out Frans and his gang were there too, looks like they bought two long tables and the table we are sitting on today turned out to have Frans half, his friends sat at the table in front of him and he was at the back table we were sitting at.

He looked at me with a difficult look to describe, he looked shocked as well as me, a different look he was aiming at for me.

I have rarely met Frans, I deliberately avoid her, what else since Mohan always bothers me to make time as distracted for Mohan alone.

“Oh uda anyone have Fai?” tanya Dari hesitantly and Dari's gaze alternated seeing our behavior both look foreign and unusual.

“Iya seems to be full, we find another place,” I said stand up to avoid as well.

“Gak pa -pa sit aja,” says Frans .

Friends of Frans' friends have not realized there are guests who are not invited in their territory, because they coolly stand following the music square from the mini pangung.

I felt really bad to see Vera and Tiara there too, I thought I would be lazy to face these two attached grandmothers, they will interrogate me to the roots with questions as usual.  I looked to my left trying to find an empty chair.

But instead of it getting empty it gets fuller, there are even many stands as well.

“It's okay to sit here,” said Hendra who this time sat next to Frans in front of us.

This heart has not stopped beating, it is getting beat up even more, when I saw Frans who was sitting right in front of me, I could see every change in his face

As close as my face and face were, I could even see that there was one red mound on his flat and it looked as if the pimple had matured and was about to dry up,

I averted my gaze before he caught my base staring at his handsome face.

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