The Second Rani

The Second Rani
Is this the Name of Falling in Love?



Is this the Name of Falling in Love?


When I first open my eyes in the morning, I usually get out of bed to go to the bathroom.


But not this morning.


I took a moment, picked up the cell phone at my study table. Smoke the screen, I opened the gallery and I looked at the picture.



This feeling makes me more excited to start the day. I don't know what his name is, I'm happy.


I looked at her smiling picture so warmly. And his finger formed "love" made my heart even more tingled.


I don't know what I like about him. His handsome face, his friendly personality, or indeed his skill took the heart of a woman? I don't know, whatever it is, I'm happy.


I opened some unread messages.


A message from the Ringga.


[Good morning beautiful... See you at school.]


I moved my finger to reply to a message from him.


[Met mornings also Ringga... See you later too!]


*****


Me and Stevi left together. We walked from the parking lot to the class.


"You feel different about Ran today?" Stevi nailed her face to look at me closely.


"What the hell? There is no ah!" pushing his face away from me.



I was a little annoyed to see Stevi's eye probing. It always looks relaxed and fun. But never make him curious. He will keep on finding out until he finds the answer.


"Ah.... I know what's different about your face!" Stevie said as if he had won.


"What?"


"You add more cantiiiik." said Stevi as she pinched my cheek.


"Au au!" I shouted by gently hitting his hand many times in order to release the pinch.


He still chuckles happily. It seems like there's something he knows, I don't know what it is.


Just barely. I'm afraid she'll find out that today I'm wearing a little pink lip gloss on my lips. I just bought it yesterday afternoon at the Minimarket when I was shopping. The price of the promo makes me want to buy it. If not promos, where might I spend money on lip gloss that might not matter?


Stevi and I were separated when we had to go to class. I turned to my class 1A, while he was still straight on to 1E.


When I came in, my gaze surrounded the entire class. There aren't. Yeah, there's no lingga there. I wish I could meet him face to face.


The carcass is empty. I want her to see me wearing my new lip gloss.


Some friends were already sitting in his chair, some were still engrossed in chatting in front of the class. Maharani, Lisa and her friends are already there. They always leave earlier than me.


Maharani was already sitting in her chair while playing her phone. His head was bowed to the small screen in front of him. It looks like he opened his Instagram app. Scroll with the end of my eyes. Waw, the folowers are many!


So excited, he didn't realize I was sitting next to him.


"Hi Rani.." I said.


He's a little surprised. "Hi too! From earlier? I'm sorry I didn't see you coming." she replied.


"Just now! What account? Can I follow?"


"That's fine! Nought... I'll be follback!" reply jubilation.


We follow each other. I scroll the post. Whoa... Already hundreds. The pictures are not ordinary teenagers.



"Are you a model?" manya curious.


"Yes, how do you know?"


"Your photo is good. I wouldn't believe you were still in High School. I think it's professional." I praise.


"Ah, overdo it. hehehe" he said, nudging my arm.


"Eh jerk! You wear lip gloss? Goody! What brand?" tanyanya.


I took out my new lip gloss from my pencil case. Indeed, this brand has just launched its new products at a fairly affordable price for school children.


Our conversation ended with the arrival of the Ringga.


"For Rania... Sleep well last night?" Ringga.


"Morning too. Can't sleep me. Hihi.." My little laugh.


"Why? Think me?" the voice of the phallus whispered in my ear.


My face immediately reddened in embarrassment, my face was so close to mine. I couldn't control the rhythm of my heartbeat. His nosy attitude was so disturbing to my heart.



He laughed out loud. He felt he had succeeded in teasing me. His narrowed eyes when laughing, added his own charm to her. Even her white teeth were beautiful in my eyes.


I reflexively pinched his cheek with a pinch. He was even more excited to see me who was upset with him.


"What's? Just pinch.. Continues to.. Weq..Weq.. Not sick.." God.


For a moment I forgot that we were both in class. The whole room looked at us with astonished looks. I removed my pinch from Lingga's cheek.


"Ehm... There's another PDKT apparently..." Lisa insinuated us.


"The world seems to belong to both.." luna also.


"I think the pendiem his son, it turns out the same!" Loli also judged.



"But yes not in front of Rani also donk... Rania! You really don't know what to pretend? You know, Rani's her ex-Ringga!" Luna started the debate.


"Hey hey hey... Why is my name linked? I am relaxing! Anyway, Ringga deserves to donk move on from me..." Maharani seems to defend me.


"Ringa! You too! Want to be tempted by the gini gatel chick!" loli said as she pointed to my face.


Plaque!


"Aw!!" Loli screamed in pain after Ringga hit her hand that was pointing at my face.


"Don't fuck off, all of you. Especially you! Lisa, Luna, Loli. My relationship with Rania has nothing to do with you. Don't interfere!" The ringga began to get angry.


I was still downcast, with a million flavors raging in my heart.


"Udah ah Ringga... Don't be angry, either. Lisa, Luna, and Loli are like that because I think about my feelings. Maybe I'm still jealous... Haha!" maharani Laughter, I don't know where the cuteness is.


"You think of the Empress's feelings, but you even hurt Rania's feelings, don't understand! Watch out if this happens again!" stick to them.


Then Lingga came up to me, patted me on the shoulder, and told me to sit in my chair.


"I'll always defend you, okay? You don't have to worry" he can still smile in front of me.


All day long, I heard that the Trio L (Lisa, Loli, and Luna) was still talking about me in the back. Some people's views look weird to me, too.


In fact, the Empress who sat beside me, after the incident still silenced me. I was confused, whether he really had no feelings for Lingga, or just hid his feelings in front of his friends.


Many questions came to my mind. And everything passed without any answer.


All the activities today I went through just like that, because my mind went by itself somewhere.


I regret a little my familiarity with the Ringga, causing this kind of dispute.


Ringa... Oh Ringga's...


Is this really what I feel is love?


If so, why does it feel so bad?


*****


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