The Morning Mentari
Understanding Not Accepting
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This morning, After returning home from the Study Tour, Asya returned home to his simple home.
The grey bag was still perched faithfully on his back.
Unlike her friends who carry a lot of souvenirs, Asya just put a notebook and also a wallet in her bag. It was not as much as the contents of his friends' wallets, because he only brought 2 pieces a hundred thousand left over to pay the study tour money the other day.
"Good morning Mama.....". Sapa Asya who just entered her house with a smile as bright as possible.
"Good morning Asya....". Welcome Rosila, mother Asya.
The short-haired woman with white skin was always ready every morning, accompanying her daughter's son's morning, doting on him and looking after him after the death of Asya and Arsya's father.
yach... Asya descends on the beauty of her mother, a German woman who is married to an Indonesian man, and Asya inherits her father's tenacity and determination while undergoing something.
"Good morning my beautiful sister Asya.". Welcome Arsya Atmaja who secretly misses her brother after three days of the Study Tour.
"morning is also a leak...". Tempting Asya while shuffling Arsya's hair.
"where's his...". Ask Ar with a dirty smile.
"somewhat nothing.". Asya replied as he approached Ar, taking Ar's food.
"His hand was cibi marukochannnnn..". shouted Arsya, furious with the behavior of her brother who went while picking bread from Arsya's hand.
Ar did often call his brother by the name of one of the Japanese cartoon characters. According to him Asya and Maruko are both trouble makers.
"emmmmm.... good......". Tempta Asya who enjoys Arsya's favorite bread by force.
"already.... mama make it again Ar, let your brother eat it. just a bread...". mama breaks up Asya and Ar who are about to start her fierce fight at the dinner table like the mornings before.
With a quick fix Mama Rosila makes bread with a layer of chocolate peanut butter favorite Ar, then serves it back on the plate Ar.
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Asya was so relieved to see her favorite mattress. Although only measuring 180 x 100 Cm, but this mattress that always accompanies Asya when it is exhausted. Not soft indeed, but enough to be the backrest of his fatigue.
"uhhhhh......". Asya dropped her body which still wears a full uniform onto her small mattress.
"so bad, it feels like my body is sore.... Just sleep for a while before work hours come in". Asya muttered while closing her eyes.
Asya felt tired and sleepy. All the way he just pretended to sleep, thinking about things that are not-nothing.
How could there really be an orange eating an orange???.
Even all this time he only knew the news of free association from his friends who like to gossip, but this time, he became the target of lime... ". cried Asya in his heart.
Unlikely to happen, Ailen, her female friend who sits behind Asya, always says that her boyfriend Ambon banana is the most delicious...
at first he thought it was an Ambon banana actually, before Asya knew it with her own eyes when Ailen was enjoying her boyfriend's Ambon banana at the cafe where they were hanging out.
Ailen and Friendly her lover do embrace a free courtship style. The two children do not even remember if they live in the east.
His mind was too complicated to remember that.
Asya fell silent, looked at the ceiling and was still busy with her thoughts.
"Am I really not attractive !!!!". Thought Asya, convince herself.
"why until 18 years I still don't have a boyfriend ???".
"why even those ondel-ondel who want me to be her lover".
"How to do it .........?????". murmured Asya in a heart that again popped strange thoughts about the turn.
"they just thought I wasn't a girl...., !". Arsya remembered every word Dino and Davin said.
"what's not pretty that I am...???? ". More and more popping silly questions in Asya's mind that doubted him.
Those thoughts were ceaselessly ringing in Asya's head, until Asya fell asleep because of his tiredness.
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The clock on the wall is at 10:30. It had been three hours since Asya laid her body in the room.
"Yes... Yes .... wake up". Call her mother while shaking Asya's body.
"hmmmmm....". Asya wriggled awake from her sleep.
"iya ma... in a moment, Asya is not yet time to work". Asya whine that turns her body into a stomach, reluctant to wake up from her sleep.
"Sya.. there's Chatrin in front looking for you. Let's get up first". Mom Rosila woke Asya up.
"Chatrin....!". Asya opened her eyes slightly.
"iya Chatrin., your friend... It seems like she's not doing well, come out quickly...". Pinta mom.
"ogah ah ma.., said Asya does not exist. Asya males met him". Asya replied, refusing.
"you why the hell Sya???.., not good like that, if there is a problem solve it well. You guys are friends, why does this have to be???...,
let's get up first, meet him!". tell mama while pulling Asya's hand so that the girl will wake up from her sleep.
"yeah.iya... Asya found him...". Asya stood up, then walked out of her room.
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Chatrin looked at Asya who was standing at the door with an attitude that remained indifferent and lazy to see the existence of Chat.
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"why Lo ????". Ask Asya with a ketus.
"Sorry I'm bothering you, but let me explain everything so that it doesn't get worse ...". Cath pleaded with Asya with all her heart.
Asya was silent for a moment. Weighing the Chat.
"Cepetan.. cave want to work.". said Asya gave an opportunity to Cath, see the earnestness of Cath.
"Yes....". Chat hesitantly starts the conversation. While Asya in front of him put a lazy face against Chatrina.
"Yes.you must be horrified this well...
I really like you, though,
even wanted you to be my partner, my lover...". Chat began to talk while Asya just furrowed his brows hearing Chat, but remained silent waiting for Chat to continue his conversation.
"You can't prevent me from liking you...,
you also have no right to tell me to stop liking you...
that's totally my right". Chatrin's voice was shaking.
"you may reject me because it is your right, but I beg you...,
don't stay away from me". Chat again begged Asya because his request yesterday was not answered by Asya, even Asya left it just under the shade of a tree.
Asya was still standing sculpting, digesting every utterance of Chatrin.
"I know I was wrong, but this is my choice. My business with God let me bear it". Chatrin continued her explanation.
"Yes, I want us to stay as before. I'm not gonna bother you with my feelings, I want us to be friends...". Chatrin increasingly pleaded with Asya.
"I don't want to have this feeling either, I don't want to be like this .... ". Chat's words came to a halt given the bitterness of the memories that prompted him to distrust any man.
Her cries broke, slashing Asya's heart.
Asya's heart trembled to see Chatrin crying in shock. His heart softened, trying to understand what Chatrin was feeling.
"hufft.....". Asya threw out her rough breath.
"Chat, I know it's your right but remember it's not good.
Change that....,
I'm not going to tell anyone, you can trust me". Asya said trying to calm Chatrin's tears, she did not want to let Mama Rosila hear their conversation.
"we can be friends like before, and I won't tell anyone. But please, stop your silliness, I don't like it". Asya continued to submit the requirements to Chatrin.
hearing Asya's words, instantly Chatrin's face became sumringah. It felt like a heavy burden from yesterday was crushed with the words of Asya.
"really... Sya ???? bener... !". chuckled Chat in disbelief.
"liaaaa.....". Reply Asya lazily responded to Chat.
"thank you..thank you....". Chat jumped hugging Asya in excitement.
But quickly Asya denied Chatrin's embrace because she still felt uncomfortable and amused when she remembered Chatrin expressing feelings for her.
Asya rolled her eyeballs, astonished at how happy Chat was.
While Chat whose heart really feels relieved, do not stop saying thank you with the roar of tears that kill anyone who sees it.
Asya tried to understand the position and circumstances of Chatrin but Asya could not accept the feelings of Chatrin.
In silence he promises to help Chat to get back on track.
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