The First High School Love

Chapter 28 Advice Abdi

Matari opened her eyes again. When he saw his watch, it was already 7 in the morning. He turned out to be asleep again. Iko and Raline faintly heard the sound of Iko and Raline from the kitchen area. Matari raised her head. It appears that Iko and Raline are cooking instant noodles together while joking. Matari breathed a sigh of relief.

“Good morning, princess sleeping. Cute bobo on the sofa?” Iko greeting when she saw Matari woke up and noticed herself.

“Hehehe. Sorry overslept...,” said Matari as she rubbed her eyes.

“Sorry yes, last night want to wake up elo it is not good, yes I have just been there. Very good indeed,” Iko said while taking a bowl provided by the hotel facilities. “You don't want noodles? A new breakfast is delivered to the room at about 9 nan. You have Mama Papa. They are still jogging.”

Matari shook her head, then walked slowly towards the bathroom, urinated and washed her face for a while. While in the bathroom, Matari remembered at dawn. When he woke up and Iko and Raline were nowhere. He went back to his own room, but he could not open it from the outside. Either because it was locked from the inside or because Matari was sleepy so she could not access the hotel door properly.

Maybe at that time Iko and Raline joined her parents jogging at dawn together. Remembering what

it was said by Mr. Raden that he had to take the shoes of his two masters left in the car last night.

As Matari exits the room, Raline and Iko are seen eating together on the sofa she used to sleep on. Sit together and bribe each other. Not a surprising new sight for Matari, because it has seen them together several times in friendly conditions and quarrel with each other.

“Sister Raline, I'm into the room ya!” exclaims Matari while reaching for the access card in her pants pocket.

Raline just cleared her throat and Iko just said either carefully or later to come here again yes, at a glance, which Matari did not care much about. He was a little uncomfortable actually seeing people making out nearby.

Everyone has the right to show their affection in their own way. However, because it is not something that is often expressed by him and his family openly, of course it makes him not too comfortable.

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After having breakfast together in Iko's room, Matari decides to take a walk herself downstairs. Dian followed him. The little boy walked behind Matari, whom Matari had only realized when she was about to enter the elevator.

“Dian follow sister huh?” dian asked with a pleading look.

Matari. Then hold her.

“Where are you going?” ask Dian again.

“Ndon't know. His older brother wants to find a wartel)*.”

“Dian knows brother. Yesterday fitting here the same Mother riding the motor, Dian sepet see.”

“Away?”

“Ng. The power is not.”

“Oh, if so brother ask the same person hotel aja.”

“Why don't you use the phone in your room? Dian see no kok!”

Matari certainly knows in every hotel room there is a phone. Only, to call out the hotel area, of course, additional fees will be charged to guests. And maybe, it is not a small and cheap cost.

“No papa, all the streets, right? Dian emang not bosen inside continue?”

“Bosen anyway, Brother. Dian only first time to a hotel this good as Mr. So if only in the room, Dian does not matter anyway.”

Matari smiles. The same thing felt. Since childhood can be counted with the finger he can stay at the hotel. It is not an expensive hotel.

While stepping into the reception area, Matari approached one of the receptionists who was not busy. She is a young girl who may only be a few years older than the Moon.

“Siang Mba, want to ask if the nearest wartel is where ya?” ask Matari.

“About 1 km from here Dik, Adik will come out to the left yaaa continue ajaaa follow the road,” said Mba receptionist friendly.

Matari nodded then thanked him and walked towards the outside of the hotel. Just about to go down the stairs, someone called out to him.

“Matari!!!!”

Matari. And found Abdi standing with a crowd of people whose faces resembled his. I can guess for sure they are his family.

“Abdi!” exclaim Matari happy while approaching Abdi.

“Nginep here too?” ask Abdi.

“Hahha, yes. Lo too?” matari asked while nodding her head at Abdi's family politely.

“Iya. But this is coming back. When to take, Mat?”

“Lusa kaya's. I don't know either. I also just need.”

Abdi looked at the little boy next to Matari who was foreign to him.

“This who?”

“Dian, this is brother's friend. His name is Kak Abdi.”

Dian greeted Abdi shyly, like when he first met Matari.

“This is my little temen. Hahaha..!” matari Sahut.

“It's a shame I've checked out. Know that we played yesterday together.” timpal Abdi. “Where do you want to go?”

“Mau to wartel. Want to call.”

“Wartel? Why call hotel?”

“Cheaper times. If the hotel is paying who. I told you earlier, I took a vacation.”

“Oh, so. Dumbly. I want to help my sister yes.”

“Nevent gone, Di! Not good me.”

“Apaan? Our cell phones do that! Relax again.”

“It's precisely because I want an old phone call, Di. I went to the Wartel.”

“Oh, so. Who the hell wants to call? Davi ya?”

“Ih, tau-shock. Not!”

“Lagian if you call him also he is not at home. He went to Bali with Lombok together with his family.”

Matari was a little surprised to find Davi was on vacation that far. “Hmmm, yes it is the holiday season. Everyone on vacation, In...”.

“Kirain kangen same her. If I miss it, I have Davi's cell phone number. I'm calling ya?”

Matari pulled Abdi's arm tightly. “Aaan anyway? No need!”

Abdi took off the attraction of Matari easily, then approached his older brother who was sitting in the hotel waiting area. Before long, Abdi then returned, carrying his phone while laughing.

“Ayok, we call Davi.”

Abdi searched Davi's mobile number in his phone contact list. Then with one tap he called Davi easily. Matari could only resign.

“Halo, Davi? Tebaaa. Who am I the same again? Hahahaha!” exclaim Abdi, splashy. “By your heart! Want to say no?”

After that, within seconds, Abdi gave his phone to Matari. “Nih, he wants to talk to you lo!”

Matari received the phone trembling. This was the first time she had ever used a cell phone, despite seeing it at home, because Aunt Dina also had one.

“Hai..” Davi's voice sounded raucous.

“Hai...” say Matari. “Again?”

“CIYEEEEE, uhuy.. Dian, let's go there yuk, don't disturb Matari just yet. We'll take a look there!” exclaim Abdi while holding Dian away towards the park.

“Sorry, Abdi noisy huh?”

“Heheheh, yes. Recek of him. You guys again at Anyer?”

“Iya. Meet you here. But Abdi wants to go home.”

“You when?”

“Still the day after.”

“Whose name is it?”

“Hmmm, I'm kok this.”

“Same Sandra?”

“Not.”

“Trus?”

“Mmm, same neighbor I.”

“That curly?”

“I.. Yes...”

There is a short pause that Matari understands that it seems Davi is not too fond if Matari goes with Iko.

“Two aja?”

“Ya! Same family he is, kok.”

“Hmmm, passable.”

“Ya is so. Abdi where?”

Matari felt Davi's tone change. Matari understands, Davi may be a little disturbed by Iko's existence with him.

“Just a minute, I call you first. Abdi!”

Abdi turned his head, approaching Matari quickly.

“Udah? Cepet highly!”

“You say the same lo again,”

Abdi frowned in confusion. “Yes, buddy?”

Abdi gave a quick glance at Matari, then slowly moved away. As if, he did not want Matari to hear what they were talking about.

Matari took a breath, then walked to the waiting room area where elder brother Abdi, was sitting there. After greeting with a smile, Matari sat opposite him. Dian still followed him, sitting next to him quietly. It was check out time. And it is crowded because of the holiday season of class increase. Many children of Matari's age and younger and older passed by with their families. Abdi's parents are still waiting in line to check out of the hotel.

About 10 minutes later, Abdi returned. His brother seems to be less fond of the arrival of Abdi.

“Lo natabisin pulse yes?”ask the brother while grumbling.

“Why the hell? Paid by Mommy too!” exclaimed Abdi annoyed while returning the phone to his brother.

Abdi's brother took a cell phone and sat back in his chair. With an annoyed face, he picked up the magazine and read it without caring anymore about Abdi.

“Sorry yes, because I use it, your brother gets angry!” mishik Matari to Abdi.

“Look down, Boss! My brother is super efficient. Different thin ama stingy anyway, hehehe,” said Abdi while sitting next to Matari. “So how?”

“What's the way?”

“How much do you like the same Davi?”

Matari's face turned red. Abdi who saw the change was just smiling ignorantly. Abdi knows, Matari has fallen in love with his best friend.

“For him, he is good. Very kind. Polo too. If he already likes girls, surely girls with a gift already. It's a wonder, just like you, he did not sell it at all.”

“Gue who said the same to him anyway, to not give anything to me.”

“Wah, why? Davi it tajir ******. So relax if you are loved by him. I've just the law is often part of. He never misses me when I go anywhere. Surely sorenya abis he came home from where it is, stop by the house bring souvenirs.”

“The problem is, I can not love anything with him.”

“Lho? Waitaminute! Means indirectly you have admitted that you like him too?”

Matari. His face turned panicked.

“Tuh right? If not, why can't you repay Davi? Kaya Thea dong, already given a lot of stuff, just no response. Different from you, you even nyesel can not love anything. Already! Admit it, you like him too!"

Matari fell silent and lowered her head. Her cheeks feel hot.

"Calm, relax. Meanwhile, I won't talk to him. But you really like him, right?”

Matari took a breath. “Gue still... what is it? I am so much afraid of it. Rich in my family. Much.”

“Lo ever dated before?”

“Belom. Just likes-jovies.”

“Ya is fit. Would you like to be shot with him?”

“Hmmm..”

“Ham hem ham hem...”

“Lo really want to know?”

“Iya dong's. Kan Davi was my first friend. I guarantee he is very good. You did not choose the wrong person! I love the leaks about him just as much. Let it be your consideration. We start in the background! Yes, his bokapnya work in the Department of Health, you know, his position is not eckeck anymore. Nyokapnya has a business selling plants in Bandung. Very big. Some Jakarta people take the same plants he made to sell again. Her sister's a girl, far different from Davi. Her brother is cute and pinter. He went to school in Tarki. The guy is so cool and gaul. Davi's dress, she's the one giving advice. Davi, I don't think it's pinter in my class. Rank him at the top 20. But he's really cool IPS Accounting. He is the best value there. The rest, yes you know yourself boys generally what if the ****. Hehe..."

Matari laughs. “Lo don't-don't secretly like her huh? You know so much about him!”

“Crazy lo! No! Gini-gyi, I still like girls! Honestly yes, Mat, I'm just twilight if anyone can like him.”

“Why is that?”

“Sometimes, I feel sorry for him. Walopun tajir *****, he if ndeketin girls are always rejected mulu. The reason is classic, definitely to physical. He was tall. Girls now want handsome, poor alike ****

no papa, the important thing can be exhibited to people!”

“Enak! I'm not that!”

“Iya, yes. Know me, it's in fact smitten with Davi.”

“Lo too right, lest you've smitten him?”

“Damn lo! Hesitate, Mat. But he knows I am the best. Without him, I don't know how rich football should be. As long as you know, in exkul tuh rival desperately. Everyone wants to be the core team. Davi doang who kaga, even though the play is good. He often gave me a chance to show the 2nd grade kids about my game. He told the coach I was the best. I finally chose to be the core team. She ain't. But he's just relaxed. He often truant diem-diem, let me be more in the care of the senior children. That's why when the report card came yesterday, he rated B doang, I was A. In the game, he is very good at playing ball.”

Matari just smiled. He himself had never seen Davi play football in person. Every time Davi is extracurricular, he is ready to stand by the edge of the field waiting for him. It's always like that every time he finishes archery or mading. Even up to the time of the last excretions containing one assessment at a time, Davi faithfully waited for him to finish on the field.

Looking back, Matari realized that Davi did not give her much of a gift, but Davi was always there, in the same place. Awaiting him. Waiting for Matari patiently, in order to immediately turn to her.

The leaflet was felt again. It may feel crazy, but if Anyer and Bali are close, he will be willing to look for Davi. And express his feelings.

“Lo himself does not like anyone, Di?” tanya Matari switched the conversation.

Abdi was silent for a moment. “There's. Mmmm, secret ah!”

“Kok is?”

“Gue new likes. Mau ngedeketin confused also began. His son untouchable.”

“Gue know?”

“Kot know I.”

“Class 1 kid too? Our school, right?”

“Iya. You don't know. Or maybe you know but you don't know. His son is a pendiem, rarely exposed. He never had that kind of excrement that looked like it. Anyway, there's dehhhh.

Matari never knew, Abdi would like such girls. Matari thought, with Abdi's popularity as the core football team player of the 1st class only, he would look for types like Lisa or Thea

for instance. But not at all.

“What's the name?”

“Hmmm, no...”.

“Abdi, you know about my feelings with Davi. Not fair!”

“So, have you admitted it? Hahahaha!”

“SERIUS I DI!”

“Gue is serious too. If you like him too, great. I have also been reading Lo?”

Matari. “Ngot feeling so much already half a year past.”

“Well, right? Wait a minute, Mat?”

Matari played her fingernails to each other. Abdi's repeated remarks made Matari aware that indeed Davi had managed to get his heart.

“Abdi, Iyan, ayok to car!” the voice of a grown man was heard so clearly next to Matari.

Matari. A man who might be his own father's age, not too tall and dark-skinned, stood nearby. His face was very similar to that of Abdi and his older brother, Iyan. It's just a lot older. He is the father of Abdi. The mother herself had first walked towards the car park.

"Eh, Dad! Well, this is Matari. Temen school Abdi. Different class doang!" serami Abdi introduced Matari to his father.

“Siang, Um. I'm Matari!” exclaiming Matari while greeting Daddy Abdi in a friendly manner.

“Iya. Nginep here too huh?” sahut Abdi's father was friendly too.

“Iya, Om. You want to go home, Om?”

“Iya, we first yes. Happy holidays. Yuk, kids!” exclaimed Abdi's father while gesturing for his two sons to follow.

“Mat, I'm first. Happy holidays. Bye!”

Matari waved her hand as she watched Abdi and his family go away out of the hotel. Dian tugged at his shirt.

“Kak, so to wartel?” ask Dian.

Matari noticed the watch in her hand that had shown it almost at 3pm. Matari immediately shook her head quickly.

“Besok aja. We've been here too long. Afraid to be searched with Iko and her family.”

Dian also said, then stepped foot into the elevator with Matari.

)Wartel is a telecommunications shop, telephone shop or wartel is a place provided for telecommunications services for the public who awaited both temporary and fixed and is part of the public telephone (*wikipedia.org. Access 14 Oct 2020)