The House in the Middle of Sawah

I like you

The first day after recovering from the accident that hit me. Some wounds left black marks on my arm. Today I rode my new (but used) bike, the Thor. Arriving at the campus parking lot, there was Irul who excitedly waved his hands.

"Wuihhh, just now, there is a silver lining as well nyungsep yesterday yes", he said grinningly.

"Thou shalt, .", sahutku sewot.

"What am I missing, as long as I don't get in?", I asked Irul, who was busy petting Thor's gas tank.

"Many. . clear the tasks of the broo stack, and then there are new employees in the photocopy and front of the campus, girls. .cakep bener dah, suwer", replied Irul ngasal.

"Truusss?? Put my life that way?", I want to feel like I'm the head of this curly-haired boy.

"Yes .so how do you know you want to mup on that", replied Irul without burden.

"Move on nyukk, use v", I corrected. "Eh, you mean, move on from who?", I asked full of inquires.

Iru opened my mouth, answering. There was a sound of motor sport in the parking lot.

"Tuh", Irul pointed towards the sound of the motor.

Iwan came and hitched a ride . . .Erni. I fell silent, pecking. I don't know, suddenly my brain went blank. If Superman will limp in the mineral kryptonite, then the entire bone of my body is now missing when I see Erni with Kak Iwan. Not that it was painful, but it was really painful in my heart. And, what did Irul say just now? Move on from Erni? Means Erni and Kak Iwan already . . . Ah, crap! I'm late. I cursed myself.

"Hoi bro! No po po po right?", Irul patted me on the shoulder. Dragging, forcing the re-entry of my consciousness that disappeared for a moment.

"I know, like you really like Erni". Irul.

"Sok know you, wes ready to ndukun po how", I menoyor jidat Irul, annoyed.

"And there's still Febi, it looks clear you know, he has a crush on you.

"Opo the same new employee photocopy an aja?", Irul's eyebrows up and down, mocking.

"Here, no jotos.. .have you ever been in the same jotos as a handsome person?", Irul ran, I tailed towards the classroom.

Today the courses are logic mathematics and sociology. I try to focus on learning, because I'm lagging behind material that is far enough. Actually, Febi offered me to copy and copy his notes and duties. But I am reluctant to meng yes, because feeling bad always bothers him.

I occasionally glanced at Erni who was sitting in the other corner, opposite my seat. Now, I really feel more distant with him. Since the rumor that I had a relationship with Febi spread, Erni began to stay away from me and now the distance is increasing with the presence of Kak Iwan. Is there no chance for me to get her heart? At least she should know how I feel about her.

"Dannii?", a voice called out to me. It turned out to be Mr. Suroso, a sociology lecturer who made me aware of daydreams.

"See what you are? Focus, to the board in front!", hardik Pak Suroso, with a glare.

"Sir, ma-sorry", I feel guilty and ashamed. For a moment, I saw from the tail of my eyes, Erni looked at me. Although a split second, our views had clashed. Those eyes, the eyes I always remember before I go to sleep.

Feelings like not being able to choose whom.

Although another angel came to hold my hand, I will still chase after you.

Even though you have been with the beautiful white riding prince, I will still chase after you.

I'll tell you, I like you . . .