Stranger is Love

You're Afraid He's Injured, aren't you?

Some people, including my two brothers, were actually fiercely opposed to my desire to follow in Dad's footsteps. They wanted me to go to law or medicine like them, but I kept the faculty of agriculture in my priority.

Later I hope to be like a father who works as part of the agriculture ministry. Although the end can not be no problem, as long as my love is the same as Dad will not disappear.

Actually, in high school, I decided to study at one of the private universities in Lampung, of course, with consideration if I would get more knowledge about agriculture. There is one major that I am very interested in. However, due to the ban on my two brothers living alone in a distant place, I relented and chose to study in Jakarta alone.

"You're thriving, yeah!" This time it was my turn to come early and do the task of watering the group plants.

"I'm not late!" Desi entered the glass chamber with a gasp.

"I don't think you're coming!" I approached Desi who was breathing. He looked messy, unlike the usual who would always care about appearance above all else, even when going to the land and given the task of clearing the land, he would not make his face without makeup.

"Huh, Jeng, it's almost too late for me!" Desi put her bag on a shelf located in the corner of the room. "Which other group?"

"They haven't come, I don't know!" Desi just nodded and started doing her job, whereas I who was done with my task was just waiting for her. It feels bad to go to class and walk alone.

"I think they'll come by noon. The plants could have died!" Desi then without being asked to please water also plants belonging to other groups. "Eh, yes. Not yet documented, loh!"

I didn't hear it much, but now my mind is still reflected Yogi who deliriously said Difa's name last night and smiled. Although in a dream, it seems Difa will really be difficult to be separated from Yogi.

"Jeng!" Desi's cry made me stutter and look at her who looked at me annoyed while thrusting her phone. I went to him and took the phone. "Photoin, dong, make documentation!" I just nodded and started taking two photos of the documentation for her.

"Here, it's your turn." Desi took her phone from me. He pushed me closer to my group's plants. "Buruan, pretend you're watering the plants!"

"Des, it's been, right?" Desi just nodded.

"Well, you've arrived, yes!" One of the students came back to do his job. He looks awkward to both of us.

I know, he likes Desi. However, strangely he still did not say it to my best friend, maybe because Desi is not famous for being ignorant and also he is not his type. "Eh, where are you going?"

"Class," Desi replied without turning her gaze away from the phone screen. "Yuk, Jeng!"

"Ah, yes!" I glanced at Rido— my classmates who liked Desi that—he kept watching Desi who had come out. "Do, first, yes. Oh, yeah, it was in part the same Desi was watered!"

Rido's face seemed radiant after I said it, I know he must be happy. "Excite, yes, good luck!" I quickly came out leaving Rido dumbfounded with my words. Yeah, he doesn't know that I already know about his feelings for Desi.

Anyone who doesn't know about his feelings, even all the friends in class and in other classes know. Very obvious and I'm sure Desi knew, but pretended not to know.

"Why are you, really, really long? What is Rido talking about?" I just smiled thinly as I grabbed Desi's arm and took her to class. There's still an hour left before first class starts and maybe before that I'll take Desi to the cafeteria first.

"Nothing!"

"Kirain is dating, cheating on the Sultan!" Desi's words made me frown. It's good that he said that. Ah, if only I could have told her that I was married to Yogi, but I couldn't have told her because Desi could have just told Difa. They're cousins.

"Don't ngaco. No, he's not my type!"

"What type of you are you? Ah, yes, why ask, surely Sultan!" Desi chuckled and I shook my head slowly.

"Yogi!" shortened say. However, because of my words Desi immediately stopped. He looked at me suspiciously. "Des, why? Wrong, huh?" manyaku.

"Are you sure that's your answer? Your type is actually a Yogi?" I nodded without any hesitation at all. "Related?"

"Sure, is something wrong?"

"Ah, yes ..that, actually is my type of course Yogi, but because I'm dating the same Sultan, so my type is of course now Sultan!" My brain seems to be in short supply and makes me talk nervously.

"But to sweat it!" Desi chose to walk ahead of me. Turns out to be right, I was sweating just for fear of Desi being suspicious. "Jeng!"

***

"Why did you come here, anyway?" Yogi handed the helmet to me, he ignored me who was grumbling annoyed that he would not normally pick me up and wait for me in the faculty parking lot. Usually also he would wait for me at the entrance to the agricultural faculty. "What if Desi finds out?"

"What if he knows?" I was about to get on the bike, undo the intention and shake his helmet because I was upset. "Jeng, why, anyway?"

"You are why! Why don't you seem to care if Desi knows?" Instead of being afraid because I was putting on an annoyed face, he chuckled and lowered my hand that was at the waist. "Aren't you afraid that Difa knows?"

Yogi shook his head and told me to get on the bike. "Already, yuk. I want to take you somewhere before you go home!"

"Where?" my faithful ones stand beside him.

"Good up and sit quietly, after that I tell you. Don't you want Desi to know?" I snorted and chose to give up. I just follow his will.

Again Yogi act, not yet had time to hold, he has run the bike and almost made me fall.

Lucky in the parking lot is quiet and there are only a few motorcycles, so the sound of my screams does not make a scene. "Yogi!"

"Handle, dong, let's be romantic!"

"It's over!"

"Jeng, why are you now afraid that Desi knows I picked you up? Don't you want him and everyone to know about us?" yogi asked as we exited the agricultural faculty area.

"I like it, really. Only if that way there are you the same Difa will fight. Me and Difa will be enemies, maybe. It is better to tell him and the Sultan well in person, than they know through anyone else. Yeah I know, the chances of them not getting hurt are too small." Yogi just nodded, I chose to close our bodies. "When are you going to tell Difa?" I looked up at the beautiful afternoon sky.

"I don't know yet, Difa is still busy with his college assignment, Jeng!" There will always be a reason for Yogi to delay telling us about our relationship and making me still unable to tell the Sultan. "Jeng!"

"Yes?" Yogi just shook his head and I chose not to ask anymore, even I was not interested in asking where he would take me.

Motor Yogi enters the courtyard of a cafe that looks crowded. It looks like the cafe just opened because two days ago passed this place, the cafe does not yet exist.

"New, huh?" Yogi. He took off my helmet and tidied up my slightly messy hair. "Kok you can tell, anyway?" manya curious.

"Know, dong. What, the hell, does Yogi not know?" He took my hand and entered the cafe. However, just now that we were on the terrace of the cafe, Yogi looked panicked and pulled me back to the parking lot. "We'll go here tonight, yeah!"

"Why?"

Jakun Yogi is up and down, he looks very nervous. He just shook his head and handed the helmet to me. "We go home first, yeah. I promise I'll bring you here tonight!" I did not take the helmet, making her choose to wear it.

"What's really going on, anyway?" I'm starting to get upset. Why does Yogi suddenly look so panicked. Intrigued by what he saw earlier, I decided to return to the cafe. However, Yogi managed to hold me back.

"There's Difa, Jeng. I don't want him to misunderstand if he sees us coming together here. Besides, I lied to her about saying I'd go straight home because I was dizzy!"

Hearing Yogi's words made me really disappointed, but he spoke confidently if he did not care about Desi or Difa even knew about them. However, in reality, Yogi was so frightened.

I stared at his eyes with eyes that began to dew. "You're actually still in love with Difa, right? You're afraid he's hurt, aren't you?"