The Shah of First Love

SWEET

Amarendra exhaled violently, he looked at his cellphone screen, his photo with Kani that Raihan accidentally took at that time. Amarendra was still upset with Om-om this afternoon, accusing him of all sorts and taking Kani by force but he could do nothing. Slowly, in the turmoil in the middle of the night, he smiled and enlarged the photo of Kani. Amarendra's eyes twinkled, slowly pulling the blanket as the night wind blew to make him cold. He was on a swing net on the balcony, his favorite place even though his brother always forbade him from catching a cold. 

“Manis.” Amarendra smiled and put the phone on his chest, he made both hands into a pillow then did not feel drowsiness ambush and finally he fell asleep.

It's quite bright, the weekend is not as fun as those who can fill it with play even holidays. Kani with her sisters are busy working, shoulder to shoulder caring for their stage house and still Kani is also nagged when trivial problems occur or she catapulted when her mother screams to ask her to do something. Just a few seconds late, his mother who will do what she ordered by herself while prying.

“Say Mom, I want to go home later in the afternoon.” Kenanga was so excited, Shamsir's cheers sounded and Dahlia smiled. Guess what their father would bring. Meatballs are still a favorite, but sometimes other foods like their father to buy as a hand when they come home.

Kani is silent, being a listener interrupted by his activities wiping every object in the house, dusty, he wipes with a slightly wet cloth. His younger siblings continued to babble, but he, lazy, his father always let him down. She can't hope anymore and after all, she's been labeled a liar by all her class mates because of the cell phone case.

By late afternoon, his sisters choose the holiday of teaching to wait for their Father, their mother may also allow. Kani goes by herself, occasionally sighing, clutching her bag and occasionally pushing her wayward haircut poking out.

“Kani!” The hoarse voice made Kani stop and search around. He smiled when he saw Amarendra running towards him followed by Raihan in the back and two more unknown Kani. Cheering, cheerful face, Amarendra stood before the girl. “Where are you going? Anu..your hair.” Amarendra kept staring at Kani's face.

“Seeing, what are you doing here? Oh yes, your wound?” Kani looks around for the back of Amarendra's hand and the young man shows it. Still wrapped, not dry right.

“Already please.” Amarendra smiled and turned his head as Raihan arrived.

Kani glared when she realized Amarendra was watching her because of the black veil she was wearing.

“I want to teach, you never see a woman wearing a veil, huh?” ketus Kani and Amarendra were meaningfully silent.

“Aduh...why is she so cute if she wears a veil?” amarendra murmured in the heart.

“She persimmon sees you like this.” Raihan said so did his other friends and Amarendra who realized from his daydream immediately elbowed Raihan's chest, Raihan grimaced, still unable to stop laughing.

“Not so.” Amarendra's nervous. “I'm playing at Raihan's house, not expected to meet you.” Shifting off the conversation is the shortcut when nervous.

Raihan clucked and grabbed Amarendra's neck tight. “Lying him, obviously the goal does want to see you, kangen he said because yesterday Saturday the red date of school holidays.” Raihan smiled widely, earnestly with his words and Kani was wide-eyed. He knew Raihan's mouth was always foamy.

Kani, who was afraid of being late, finally stopped. He passed by and Amarendra continued to stare at his departure with a smile that was full of amazement. It was suddenly dim when he saw the man he thought was Om-om was nongol, Kalingga. Kalingga greets Kani, Kani replies and goes on a journey.

“Wow! Love triangle, here. Ribet, ribet.” Raihan chuckled and Amarendra hissed, snapping his head as Raihan continued to speak indistinctly.  

But in fact Raihan's guess is right, want to play to Raihan's house is just a mere reason that appears suddenly in the mind of Amarendra after he remembered both of them one village, the village, Raihan also once said his house with Kani's house, it was a chance for him, convincing his fears after Kani was taken Kalingga and he said goodbye to home after his broken heart serenely returned.

Harboring a sense of pleasure and pain, and stronger his fear when one moment it is expressed, he who is coveted decides to go away because he cannot give the same taste in return.

***

Not enough to say thank you and gratitude, Kani to cry in the arms of her Father. Her sisters had fun when Mr. Muji asked Kani to share, don't be stingy, let her sisters also enjoy and Kani didn't matter. While sitting in the butute chair was daydreaming, a blank look, awakened from his daydream as Mr. Muji coughed. Quickly he took warm water, made ginger milk as well. When Mr. Muji enjoyed it, his throat felt good.

“Do not ignore learning just because of the phone, later you take and you sell if you are negligent and can not be responsible.” Mr. Muji spoke and then smiled. Kani nodded obediently, she would not disappoint her Father as well as her mother.

“Wah, I can be photographed as much, dong.” Shamsir who was busy in style and Kani photographed him exclaiming cheerfully.

“Clearly it, Syam.” Kani agreed with a face that was so cheerful. The phone is also equipped with a mobile card, the new Pak Muji number is stored, Kani can't wait to save the number.

The day for the show-off arrived, Kani left school with laughter, no more excuses for those who denounced and demeaned her. He sighed, impatiently wanting to see Songong Reva's reaction. His lies are unproven because he's carrying a cell phone now.

“BANG*T!!!” yelled Amarendra who was pushing his bike, Heri accidentally hit a puddle and managed to make his uniform dirty on Monday he did not like this. Amarendra rubbed his wet arm, his cheek too, somehow he had to clean the mud from his uniform. He can only accept and curse, he does not do it again when Kani reaches him while breathing.

“Crazy him! Purposely! Bang*at indeed!” Kani solots and Amarendra gasps, as soon as he shuts the girl's mouth and Kani crushes. “Maren, slob! Your hands are dirty.”

“You can't say that, women can't be rude and slovenly talking about it, not good.” He reprimanded while holding back a smile seeing Kani's annoyed face.

“I'm following you, right? You are first.” Kani muscled again and her forehead was flushed, she grimaced.

“Yes don't copy if I'm wrong, how the hell.” Amarendra swerved, pushing his bike and Kani saw the tire deflated.

“Kempes,” says Kani.

“I know, confused about where to leave. Maybe later there will be residents here who have a Pump.” He kept pushing and Kani followed. They're aligned now.

“There's in the Hall. Just use, uh, permission first.” Kani smiles and Amarendra also because the problem is solved. He parked his bike, went along with Kani to the Hall, outside the Hall there was a tap for ablution. Amarendra cleaned his uniform and Kani gave him a tissue. For Amarendra it's not so bad even if the mud leaves a mark and the uniform gets wet, it's better than he let it. Amarendra also washed his face, Kani noticed and Amarendra splashed water from the tip of his fingers as the girl continued to look unblinkingly.

Kani chuckles and rubs her cheeks. After finishing, Kani gave her friend's bag and the two parted ways, and Kani bit her lip when she forgot her phone number. He could only hiss, maybe later in the break, he could ask for it.

That time comes, but Kani hesitates to pull out her phone. Slowly he put his hand in his jacket pocket. He was standing in the Library, his hands occasionally touching books, but he did not have the slightest intention to read today. He was waiting for someone and that person arrived. The young man smiled, always so and Kani did not hesitate to reply.

“Not looking for any book?” whispered Amarendra who was afraid to be reprimanded for all times because it was always noisy with Kani.

“I have no intention to read a book today, ask for your mobile number, may?” reply Kani, asking doubtfully and Amarendra looked at her. Kani shows her phone and Amarendra smiles.

“New phone.” He widened his smile. Receive the phone and type the number then he gives it again and Kani saves it.