The Couple SAID

I am back

It's nice, I can have the day as usual.

Remember usually.

Before my best friend left me. I promised, I can do without him. It's been tough for the last three years, but, since I've been in high school, things have been easier.

Thanks to the help of strong determination. I don't think there will be any more weird problems that happen to me. But it turns out my estimate was wrong. My real struggle is just beginning.

As I, walking in the corridor towards the canteen, interrupted the chatter of the schoolgirl ten ips three. Sounded by me. The gang boss said there was a new guy in their class. I am a bodo very, as long as it does not interfere with the welfare of my life.

Its ok's.

Arriving in front of the cafeteria, I saw from a variety of sellers in the crowd, from the buyers all guys, all girls, to the mix.

Uh! The mixture here is not badcong.

It means there are buyers who are men there are also women. My foot stepped on the shop in the cafeteria that sold snacks, and a stomach-clutch.

I opened the ice cream cooler I was looking for. After the ice cream was in my hand, my hand extended to hand over the five thousand.

What a surprise I was, a familiar voice, though a little different in my ears.

“You still like that ice cream?”

The deg!

Actually I don't want to turn my head, but my head is moving, I want to make sure, it's not her voice.

Oh naw.

For a few seconds, my breath held. I was flabbergasted, after what he did, after the tightness he created. Now he appears before me.

Like there's pain, where is it?

I examined him from the end of the shoe to the end of the hair. I was not salfok with his posture that was much higher than mine, but his uniform.

He wears the same uniform as me. My feeling is that he's the new student. What I should do.

Pretending not to know? That's all that came into my brain.

“How are you?” she said with a sweet smile to me.

Should I return her smile?

I wanted to, but both corners of my lips would not lift. I ignored her question, with my mainstay flat face, I walked past her, as I walked I saw the girl I was avoiding, whispering to her friend. Even though I didn't hear their whispers, I knew they were planning something.

Hopefully it won't make it difficult for me.

On the way to class, I lay my head on the table, facing the wall. I had no taste in eating my ice cream, rather than melting it in vain, I left it to my best friend, he was also a fan of chocolate.

I breathed a tired breath. My feelings are being tested. I stay in my stance.

What if he comes back?

It won't change anything.

The sound of the break bell ending, I raised my head, sat up straight, my other friend came up to me, he said

“Yu, there was a guy who nyariin lo, he said wait for him after school.”

I frowned, man?

I don't feel familiar with guys.

“lo's girlfriend?” tanyakanya.

This friend of mine is the same bodo time as people's affairs, so when there is something he is just a good listener and observer, he is also not a person who is innate.

“No! I don't have a girlfriend.” I saw him nod in confidence.

I really don't have a boyfriend, and I'll never date either. I like guys just not.

Eits! Wait, I didn't turn. I'm a thousand percent normal, I mean like that one anyway, you know what I mean, what else is kasmaran nih yeh, cie.

“Saran I do not lo meet, go straight home aja.” Said again.

When else would I have a friend like this. I replied with a thumbs up and my best smile.

After school, I did what Lili suggested. Just when the teacher left the classroom I also came out, actually I was lazy to jostle. What else when approaching the gate, pardon me once.

Although my body is fairly tall and slim as well, still crowded it sucks.

From the lobby, it was too late.

Really males.

When I almost left the loby area. Steps stopped. Spontaneously I turned around, with hurried steps I returned to the classroom.

“Nah!” I cried, when I found my pencil box, still open under the table, really not under? That's usually to keep your stuff under the table.

Immediately I put it in my favorite pink bag. After feeling that nothing was left behind, I walked away from the silent classroom.

Just five steps away from the classroom, I gasped, as a familiar voice greeted my hearing.

“Yara!” I pegged for a minute. Turn, no. Turn, no. I wonder which decision I should choose.

I finally turned around.

He didn't eat me, did he?

High, now I just salfok.

My height of one hundred and sixty-five is only limited to his neck.

Again, she smiled sweetly at me. This time I replied to him though stiff.

Wait a minute, don't tell me he asked to wait?

“Bian!” call a girl half-run, get up to Cetta.

“Sorry yes long, let's go home!” when the sentence is spoken like something is scratched.

From behind them I saw a guy I didn't recognize walking in a hurry, like he didn't want to be left behind.

I turned. I'm the kegeeran, cetta is not waiting for me.

“Ayu!” call someone. I had not yet turned around, the man had already arrived before me, he was gasping.

“Sukur deh lo not home yet, I want to say the same lo.” Say a guy I don't know his name. I put on a confused face.

“Gue have sent the same message temen lo, shipped?”

oh.

He was, the guy.

Why did he ask to wait? Just know no. It was even the first time I saw him.

I just nodded. I am like this not much to say when faced with the opposite sex.

“Can we find a place?” ask me, what do you want to say?

“No! If you want to talk here aja.”

I refuse a little rough.

I don't like this.

I glanced at his face that looked doubtful. My gaze shifted focus on the lips that were about to say something, but like being held back. I looked down, why am I nervous?

“ Ayudia I...” said hang.

“Gue..”

“Gue su..”

as he was about to finish his sentence, I was aghast, my hand struck by the hand of the man who had let go of me three and a half years ago.

“Abian!” the Goddess shouted as Cetta left her and took my hand away from them.

I saw Cetta's face from the side holding back the upset. I couldn't squint as his hands clasped mine.

Upon our arrival at the parking lot, Cetta let go of my hand. I saw that the parking lot was deserted, there were only a few student motorcycles left. He handed me his helmet. I kept quiet, observing the helmets on both my hands.

“Wear!” tell him, I looked up, I saw that the red helmet had been comfortably perched on his head. I saw the motor that his father used, now he uses it.

Meaning whatsanih?

Go home with that?

I don't want to?

I handed Cetta the helmet, she took it. I ran out of the parking lot.

The prestige of gedein.

Basic me.

How are you going home now?

A walk?

Then the story was only late afternoon when I got home.

My steps stopped when the big motor drove my way. Cetta opened the glass of her helmet.

“Good, I know no one can pick up lo.” Just say it.

I don't care, just let my leg hurt tomorrow. I'm back walking. But when he said again. This time I couldn't refuse.

“Your telling, go home with me.”

Ah, mama.

That time before I left for school, my mom said my best friend came back the day after yesterday, and one went to school with me. Of course I know who I mean. But I can't believe it.

The one who has left, just leave, why come again?

Cetta came up to me on her bike, I silently stared, not daring to look at her. Hand him the helmet I just turned down. I took the helmet and put it on.

“Can go up?” he said make sure I, if I can ride on his bike with a skirt only feet.

“hmm” that's it. I don't need to worry, my calves will be visible. Because I always wear trousers behind my skirt.

So this is how my world started. Hard-to-believe. The one I put into my heart. Who has gone, yes, just go.

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