Small Stars For Faila

Small Stars For Faila
Always ignored



Always ignored


Kriei …!


Kriei …!


My hands fumbled at the little nightstand beside my bed.


My hand pressed on the noisy thing and stopped.


“Good morning world” I said stretching out both hands move muscles


Dragging these footsteps lazily towards the bathroom, washing my face before stepping into the kitchen, he said,


Serving morning absorption for the Frans family, in the Frans family all meals must be healthy.


I began to learn to cook in order to serve food according to Frans family standards. I chose the actual nutritionist department so that I could always serve a healthy menu later for Frans and our children. So the sip this morning;


Absorption today banana Fancake and fresh fruit pieces.


After finishing absorption Frans immediately pamit.


“Frans wait for me,” I shouted, as he rushed to leave first.


I used to hitchhike to go to college, even though my grades were bad every semester, I didn't care what was important I could see Frans all the time, watching him play basketball with his friends was the most fun thing for me.


 Mostly if on campus, all day my duties accompany more precisely follow Frans. She's one of the row of boy idols on campus, Frans is a popular guy on our campus, the female students will look at Frans with a deep gaze every time we pass by, this makes the heart feel hot often.  Women's eyes will melt to see it, he is a basketball player plus he is a guitar player adds bonus to be an idol of women including myself.


Grandpa, I've remembered me so many times to finish college, I ignored it, I could be close every day to Frans which was amazing for me.


Does Frans like me too? the answer is of course.  No


I still struggle to get it, I was a hobby of cooking since childhood.


My grandfather left me at the orphanage . Feel the hard life. That hard life also made me an unyielding woman until then, unyielding to pursue dreams including chasing the man I like.


 The Frans Family Home was my own home. Mami and papi have given me the kitchen of the house, to prepare the food menu to be my duty, the task of cooking that I took over from Aunt Atun, frans' house assistant who has served Frans' family for decades I want to learn to be a wife for Frans.


 Sometimes if I don't want to cook, I give it back to bi Atun.


Coming home from college today Frans just kept quiet, he didn't talk to me much. After our hot night that night, I thought he'd turn a little good on me because I'd already given this whole body to him. But my guess was wrong, not the closer Frans always wanted to get away from me.


I'm so sad, I don't know how else to get Frans' heart, I've done it all. But he never once thought of me.


While in the room, I looked at this body in the reflection of glass.


‘Yes my body is swollen like a spoiled child, but I feel I am still beautiful despite my mangrove cheeks but still sweet, Seriously I ….


Frans didn't want to get out of her room since we got home from school, I've done various ways to meet her but still didn't make it I tried again. Just as aunt brought Frans' order of warm orange juice.


“Bi, let me take you to Frans room i”


“But Non ...” The aunt looked at me with a worried look.


“Already, it's okay Bus, let me just.” Taking over the tray in his hand.


  Ht …! Ht ….!


“Iya?”


“Frans this orange juice is your order, the aunt asked me to drive here”


Long waiting silent, I was still standing at Frans' door.


“Drink only, I don't drink it,” he said


I felt very disappointed, and very sad. But trust me, I will not give up.


                      *


 I put the pancakes in the supply flask that I always had, bring it for him. Frans hasn't had a shot this morning, so I'm going to bring Frans a morning sip.


Frans, leaving early in the morning with the excuse of wanting to practice basketball before the game later at noon.


I hope that practice is the real reason, not because of the coercion I did that night.


But lately, he is often busy training all day and often misses his morning absorption, as a good wife-to-be. I have to contribute to Frans's health, for our assets at least that's what I've always thought.


My school hours, I ran to the basketball court, it turned out to be true, he had a game today, he said, the field is already crowded with humans and most of the young girls from campus.


 Young women basketball fans. Frans Devan as captain on his team, the hysterical screams of the young women were heard filling the basketball court that day,  when he dribble the ball then put it in the basket .


His sturdy body and charming smile, inevitably make a girl like stunted electricity with a pounding heart.


Including myself, even a bunch of hot chicks Frans Devan . Making the Franslovers clup that triggers a girl named Rania who always calls myself ‘babu’ the bully and I call her the attached grandmother version of melania, even the club in form already has many members.


  There's another panatician, though, tiara was a coal businessman's son who was crazy about Frans and often Rania and Tiara bullfighting for Frans' attention . So my position is actually in a predicament, one-sided love.


As the game continued, I approached the basketball court, the sweat that soaked Frans's body made her sexier, making hysterical screams and screams from the fans


Finally the long prewitt roaring filled the field signifying the game was over and this time in the NBD 3-2 Frans team and friends applauded the filled cheer  the entire basketball court at the renowned University


“Frans!” I shouted while waving my hands at him.  But my voice seemed to be defeated by the screams of the girls who had been gathering him so much.


Seeing that my heart is not happy.   I broke through the blockcade of those bad girls, I pulled her hand from the girls who crucified her, I pulled her away to get out of the field,   the girls yelled at me, because I brought Frans.


“Lu why the hell Fai!” Frans yelled at me with an angry face, he took this hand off his arm.


“I brought this for Brother,” I said holding back the volume of my voice, the anger in Frans' face made me want to cry out.


 I showed you the pancakes I made this morning.


“Aduh Fai, do not need like this anymore, I have absorbed, right I uda say do not bring it soan again, I am embarrassed, see … look at all my friends' eyes looking at me weird, they're laughing at you Fai with all your ridiculous behavior”


“I don't want you to be sick, eating out is not healthy,” I replied casually as usual.


No matter what, I pulled her hand again, took her in the college garden chair, I opened her provisions for her to eat.


“Let's eat,” I say excitedly.


“Fai I'm not hungry yet. Come on Fai don't be like this .. I'm not a kid anymore, stop doing this all the time.I'm tired of Fai, I'm ashamed of my friends, stop following me constantly, stop following me constantly, try to find another guy Fai. Men out there are so many,” he said looking at me with a serious look.


I've been used to such sentences of expulsion from the subtle to the crude way, he's done, two years already I've been doing the same thing every day. I am indeed a persistent person, even this time I ignore the attitude of rejection, I always considered all just the wind passed.


“This is the copy shirt, I took out my small bag from my bag,” her face was flat.


“Just put it there, ndut..,” katany, without turning my head, her eyes staring seriously at her phone.


I already understand him, if he is in a hurry he will often forget to bring a change of clothes, then that I always bring a change of clothes for him.


“I came in yes, I have a lecture today,” I said leaving Frans.


“Iya”


I walked away from him, as I glanced at him from afar, he was still busy with the phone without touching the provisions I put.


Dance was waiting for me, she also saw us from afar.


“Fai, you are not tired of constantly being so the same Frans?”


“Gak, I am ordinary, all need process,” answered me cheerfully embrace the tiny shoulders of my best friend Dance.


“This has been how many years more, Fai,” said Tari tone her voice again sounded annoyed.


“We go in, later we discuss,” I said pull it into class


Seriate.