The First High School Love
Chapter 13 Fear
Abdi looked at his best friend who was drawing a random F1 car in a book
inscribed. At that time, the mathematics lesson. All 1st grade B children, as absent
turn to work on the front. Abdi and Davi are among the early alphabets already
take a turn. So they just sit around chatting
pretending attention.
“Where, how, when to shoot?” asked Abdi half-whispering.
“Not able now. I need to slow down, Di. Matari is rich in flowers
who do not dare at all I touch, fear broken.” Sahut Davi's.
“Hmmm, but Thea time first you go forward continue to abstain backward.”
“Beda. Thea and Matari are very different. Matari is her family background
it is rich that is. I heard a few stories from Lisa, so
pity him. I don't want to hurt him. So I have to slow down.”
“The problem, Dav, the charm of Matari fitting perform in the poetry contest yesterday
really gokil. Lo kudu ready yes, if for example there are others who ransackuluin
elo.”
Davi looked at his best friend in annoyance. “Kok said that anyway?”
“This is me speaking reality. You know yes, there are a lot of people
make sure he joins the band.”
“Received?”
“Yes. Matari said there were many exkul. Capek said.”
“No, if other girls would want to. He is that his mind cannot
guessed, Di. He speculates a lot about himself and others. That's that
l see. She's her son very carefully.”
“Iya, Bujaaaang. Part of Matari to lo how the hell, according to you yourself ya?”
Davi leaned himself against the wall. “Ndon't know me either. Still lights
orange. Not the rich Red Thea at that time ya.”
“Trus curly guy who at that time how?”
“Oh, the bike yes. He said he had a girl.”
“Good thing about it. Just waiting to turn green, bro. Only you kudu patiently.”
***
Abdi put his bag in the excretory room when Matari came.
“Hai, In.”
“Yooo, vocalist's mom, how, has anyone stuck to his band play offer?”
“Ngak ah. Later aja class 2 kaya more delicious.”
“Lifting start Exercise fad from now on, Ri. Let's have class
2 have started to seriously play.” Kak Nana's proposal while putting down her backpack.
“Not that, Brother. Now that's a lot of activity. I want two days a day
at home aja.”
“Deda, Sister Nana. He wants to stay at home, because someone is diligent
neleponin.” Ledek Abdi while replacing his sneakers with soccer shoes.
“Damn lo!” exclaiming Matari while throwing Abdi with a notebook.
“Aduuuh, pain, Ri. Crazy lo yaaaa, I'm next week's championship.
If I get a concussion, you take responsibility!”
“Where are people concussed because of a notebook. Be there go!”
“Iya, yes, bring! Want a greeting?”
“Who?”
“Temen guelah, Ri. The eyes belooo..”.
“Idih, already there go!”
“Ciyeee, face red!”
Abdi immediately left while laughing leaving himself and Brother Nana.
“So how?”
“Which way, Brother?”
“Lo equals Abdi.”
“Kak NANA!”
“Sante dong don't have to red face! Don't want to be with him?”
“Not that, Brother...”
“Why else anyway? When you are young, you have a lot of experience.
Someone likes you, why not? Let you know, there are guys out there who ARE REAL, there are also those who ARE NOT REAL. How do you want to know, if you do not know Deket?”
Matari thought for a moment. “And we have different religions, Sister. Keep fear of the same also Eyang.”
“Yes for RELIGIOUS reasons, don't think about it. Are you getting married now? Make exclamations. Make them go home so as not to be alone in the streets. But my advice, if you want to go with him, you also have to pay attention to your academic values. Let balance.”
“Well that's it kak.”
“Udah slowly. No need to rush. I saw his son well. The difference if the same hmmm who was my shrimp cap playboy, the Joan. In front of the laganya just as beautiful, but the generation of its own sekatan aja a lot. It's beautiful that you don't know.”
“Btw, First brother dating what age?”
“Gue? class 6 SD. Just a week, hahahah.”
“SD? Geez sis, I SD is still busy cuddling colorful letter paper.”
***
Finished exkul, it turns out Davi was waiting near the ball field.
“Matari, I'll go home. It was a really late afternoon.”
“Keep, how will you go home? I'll take a bike, Dav. Going home with Abdi.”
“Yes, my bike is wearing, you're shaking, can you?”
Matari looked at her own bike. All this time he's never been piggybacking at all.
“Casual, I once found a small street that can cut the road to my complex. Deket only 15 minutes.”
“CIYEEEEE, DAVIAN….. GO AHEAD DAV, DON'T LOVE KENDOOOORR!” lead children football from the field direction.
“Udah justin! They like that. Yuk, I'm anther. Short, I'll take my bag first yaaa.”
Davi took his bag that was just placed in the field. After that, wear his jacket. Strange thing for Matari, because it is rare to see Davi wearing a jacket at school.
“Sini, where's the bike.” Davi said as he grabbed the bike gently.
Quickly, Davi sat on the front saddle. Matari still stared at Davi's unexpected attitude would be like that.
“Kok on them? Come ride..”
Matari according then sat down with a clumsy attitude behind Davi.
“You brought my bag yes. Trus handle, later fall.”
Matari only dared to hold the edge of the saddle in a doubtful manner. Secretly Davi smiled happily realizing Matari was sitting so close to him at this moment. Only a few centimeters away.
“CIYEEEEEEE, 80s teen riding a BIKE!” the football team sounded mocked Davi while laughing.
“Sorry, they love to rese. Understand the football team there is no official coach. Most alternations between sports teachers who sempet ngawasin. So you see, the bars are all if again there is no one who ngawasin.”
Matari just smiled thinly. This is the first time he's been hit by a man
other than her father. Even with Iko, he never sat that close.
His heart was racing, faster than when he was with Iko. Butterflies fly in Matari's stomach. This time not just one, but MANY. At that time his brain continuously rejected the fact that his heart had turned away from the 1st grade High School boy named Mariko Pratama.
From afar, Thea was just watching closely. In his heart, there is
a pain. Not because he likes Davi, no, not even glancing at him. Nope. For him there is only Brother Ben
one for now. But he felt, the attention he had always received, he,
easily switch to someone else. Own friend. And the
painful is that Matari behaves as if hiding all of that from her.
***
The next morning, on Thursday, Matari walked slowly towards the spot
he sat next to Thea. Thea has come and looks just
lounging at his desk. He did not say hello to Matari.
“Why?” matari asked Lisa who was sitting behind them, pointing
Thea secretly.
“Ndon't know. When I came back I was rich.” Lisa Sahut.
Matari placed her archery exculpation kit bag carefully.
“Still faithful in archery, Ri?” ask Gilang.
“Still dong.”
“Eh, our grade kids, ngajakin nge-band. Merge yuk. Just idle. Later if okay
we perform in school pension.” Gilang. “As a class representative aja.”
Matari smiled and took a breath. “Emang retire when?”
“Still a long time anyway, maybe rich in June? July? After the 3rd grade the graduation announcement. At the same time their farewell.”
“Who is it?” ask Matari.
“There I, Lisa, lo, later the drummer will be the Reza, continue guitar later the Hans. I hold the bass anyway.” Sahut Gilang later. “Can?”
“Hmmm, I thought about it first yah.”
“Why? Mading's son will be out on stage again?”
“Not yet, no talk of anything.”
“Please yes, Ri. Lisa wants to. We need a girl's voice. His plan
we will bring pop songs, according to the type of sound you. Because I don't
understand again who to ask for help.”
Gilang pleaded as he blinked his eyes.
“Jijay deh lo. I thought about it first. Because I have a lot of activities.”.
“Shelf!!”
All the occupants of class 1 F who had been ruffled like a market, directly
reposeful. Matari was shocked when she saw that Thea was breaking the table with her
rough and straight out of class.
“Widiiih, why, tu?” ask Gilang.
Matari and Lisa looked at each other while shrugging their shoulders.
***
For the rest of the day, Thea did not return to class. He reasoned
pain due to menstrual pain and just sleeping in the UKS only. Ms. Jen just gave
information on Matari and Lisa, if Aunt Irma, Thea's mother can just pick up
after school. For that when I go home from school, Ms. Jen asks Matari and
Lisa to be able to bring Thea's bags and other luggage to the UKS.
When I came to the UKS and brought Thea stuff, Ms. Jen didn't
looks everywhere. But his briefcase is still in one corner of the room.
“Theanaaaa...” call Matari slowly while entering the female student room.
Thea's still lying down. He found his two friends approaching. The aura
his face was flat, showing no pleasure or anything.
“Udah better, The?” ask Lisa.
“Lumayan...” Sahut Theana short.
“This stuff lo ya. What time do you pick up?” matari asked as she put down Thea bag and tote bag containing drinks and basketball uniforms.
“Ndon't know. Come here later, really. I hope you guys want to go home, go home.” Thea said coldly.
“Lo why the hell? Didn't want to talk?” ask Lisa later.
Thea shrugged her shoulders. “You guys are why?”
Matari looked at Thea. “Honestly, Thea, we both don't know. Do you have the same problem?”
Thea simply turned her eyes the other way.
“OK, if you don't want to say yes, already. No papa. We'll give you some time. But don't be long yes.” Lisa said then while pulling Matari out.
***
ps: Hi, who likes Giulio Parekuan (Iko), the author really likes him. Although here is not the main character, but it is good for eye washing. Thank you for reading faithfully.
