The Shah of First Love

HALF CONSCIOUS

That night, Kani was walking alone after delivering food to her Uncle's house. He stopped when he saw Amarendra standing while looking at him. Kani chirps and she pushes Amarendra into the dark.

“Don't do anything crazy, I'm afraid my family saw us,” whispered Kani and Amarendra pulled her waist.

“I miss,” said Amarendra hoarse.

“Not tomorrow you leave again? Go home, Maren, rest.”

The two were silent when they heard footsteps, and Kani tried to make the man understand.

“I want us to go together, tomorrow. Get on the bus and you sit while leaning on me,” the door and Kani shakes her head.

“I left with my Father,” replied and was surprised when Amarendra kissed him at a glance.

“You can say anything but not with lies. Want to go with Kalingga?” Amarendra grinned and Kani stayed away.

“You accuse me of lying, Maren?” Kani gets upset and hits the man's chest.

“You're making it hard to believe anymore. You like him? Interested him? Obviously, he's well established, well, your first love and I don't mean a damn thing! I'm just a temple not a complement to your life, always have been. But haven't we talked about a commitment? I desperately fought but you left with another man and why should Kalingga? I'm willing as long as it's best for you but not him! I can't afford.” She almost broke with her tears and Kani felt the ring on her ring finger.

Kani shut her mouth tightly, unable to speak anything.

“Can't deny? And if you do that, Raihan even saw you this afternoon with Kalingga. I'm a bad guy, Kani. But don't keep you low in front of me just to get me out of your life, you asked for it once, I'll do!” She gasps, crumbles with her own words and Kani cries.

“I and Kalingga were betrothed, Maren,” sparked a reality that increasingly stifled the chest. Amarendra approached and Kani stretched out her hand, giving the ring.

“You said you loved me, so why not refuse it?” he asked while wiping the corner of his eye.

“Do you think I dare to argue with my parents? I want to say this, do you think it's easy?” Kani was choked and the two could not help but cry. Kani steps closer and Amarendra raises his hand, unwilling to do anything else even if only approached, “Maren.” Kani tugged at the man's shirt, which was now behind her.

“See me.” Kani cries and asks, then Amarendra turns and the faces of the two are very close.

“I realize now, this is not a struggle because I did it myself not with you!” Amarendra jerking hard.

“Maren stop talking, i.”.

Kani jumped in shock as Amarendra brushed his hand away, making the ring go nowhere under their feet. Kani sobbed, braced herself but Amarendra stayed away.

“I can't afford to lose you, Maren.” Kani continued to hold onto the man's chest and Amarendra shook his head.

“Do you want to say that we will remain intertwined even if you marry her? Don't be crazy!!”

Kani grew louder with her cries.

Amarendra clenched his hand because Kani instead hugged him tightly. “At least support me to face this pain, Maren. I want you to be on the show, as a friend who let his best friend get married.” Kani groped Amarendra's face and Amarendra pushed him slowly

“Enough, Kani. I don't want to hear anything, so we end up tonight?” Kani could not answer. “You want me to see you he married that? Huh! Not one bit you think about my feelings?” Amarendra was completely in disbelief and he bowed withstanding the ever-gaping pulse of the wound in his heart.

“Maren.”  Kani touched the man's shoulder.

“Shut up and go home! I need time to digest what I heard, the fact that everything means nothing.”

“Because I was forced to accept another man you hated and wanted to rid myself of my life? This is your favorite girl, huh?” He pulled the man's shoulder rough and Amarendra brushed him off.

Amarendra did not reply, passing so quickly with his big footsteps. Kani staggered and cried. A lie is covered by another lie. A situation worsened because they did not want to open up to each other. Mutually injure each other's egos that have not been able to control themselves to stay calm.

There are good and bad reasons in every action. You have to be prepared for whatever risks are going to happen up front.

***

“You don't sleep all night, at least go with breakfast first, Mother makes fried rice.” Mommy leads him to the kitchen but Amarendra just takes the bottle.

“I'm late, Bund.” Amarendra won't stare.

“You can't appreciate Mother, Amarendra! You deaf?” Lusi shouted and threw a bowl of hot noodles on his sister's back then spilled, followed by the loudness of the sound echoing from the broken bowl scattered near Amarendra's feet. His chest rose and fell with his anger lured until he had to give up the Noodles he had made himself.

“Lusion!” snapped Mother and Amarendra touched his back and then turned around. Seeing the anger on his sister's face, Lusi shriveled in fear. “No need to hurt your sister.” Mother cried while rubbing Amarendra's back.

“Is there a dagger? This instant noodle soup was simply not enough to get me killed!” Amarendra looked at the hate and Lusi lowered her head.

“Amarendra, don't talk carelessly. Sit down, Mommy won't let you go.” Mother pulled him but Amarendra did not want to. She snatched her bag and left even though Mother kept shouting her name.

Amarendra got on the bus, he sat next to the glass and daydreamed. Somehow the world was so cruel to him, took everything and then took what had been the encouragement of his life. Amarendra did not pay attention to the road, he realized his stopping place was missed after a long distance. He returned using an angkot and then boarded the second bus. He tried to awaken himself to focus and throw Kani away from his mind from this second. He will never have it, he only has one person, Mother Sri, whom he should be happy with. Along the way his eyes watered, his face radiating heartbreak as well as an endless sadness.

Meanwhile, Kani at home delays her departure into the afternoon as Kalingga and her parents arrive. He sat down, thinking what Amarendra was doing now? Kalingga's parents came with the intention to propose. Mr. Muji looked at his son deeply and hoped that he would refuse but instead accepted.

Kalingga is happily immeasurably happy and the engagement will be held tomorrow. Kani asked her employer for permission because she could not leave today. They allow it and are happy to hear Kani is getting engaged.

“Think carefully, Son. I feel you are forced to accept Kalingga, before far you still have the right to refuse.” Mr. Muji has been watching Kani who has been so quiet lately. Was his son burdened with his desire to marry him immediately? But not with Kalingga, Mr. Muji less sreg.

“Why can you say that? You don't need to know anything about Kani.” Kani is upset and leaves her Father who immediately holds her chest. Grieved, Mr. Muji felt that something was piercing, painful for parents when their children spoke out loudly let alone condescendingly. Kani was unaware that she had hurt her father's feelings.

Kani and Kalingga's engagement was simple, everything was sudden. Mr. Parto as the father of the male side did not want to delay because he could not always go home. After the engagement is the wedding to think about.

“You are very beautiful, Kani.” Kalingga touched the girl's cheek and Kani brushed it off slowly.

“Shame, Mas, many people.” He's tickling.

“Sorry.” Kalingga could not help himself and smiled widely.

***

Amarendra continued to drink and buy medicine, he felt his body getting weaker, Mandor kept shouting because he kept stopping. The others noticed Amarendra who was so pale. Like being sick but pushing yourself. Amarendra also coughed and now he felt his body carefree.

“Izin only, Amar. You're not well.” Haryawan made a suggestion and Amarendra shook his head.

“One more hour, I stopped after break.” Amarendra saw that the clock had shown at eleven, a little more so that he counted half a day of work today. He drank and then looked up, looking at the scorching sun that was slowly making his gaze dim instead of glare. The pain in his head was getting worse, he closed his eyes tightly until he finally collapsed and fell.

“Amarendra!” yelled Dam hysterically to see his friend fall unconscious. The thumping sound of the huge body collapsing until everyone was sure something had fallen from above. Mr. Mandor was most afraid and left his place on foot. He ran after those who were crowding. The murmur grew louder until they gotong royong led Amarendra to the tent.

Amarendra was still lying down, he curled up and continued to refuse to be taken to the clinic. Her tears fell as she tilted her body against all of them.

“What is this?” The newly arrived Mr. Muji was astonished to see their tense faces and mentioned the name of Amar. Mr. Muji quickly approached Amarendra and touched the young man's forehead with the back of his hand. “Heat.” Mr. Muji stared intolerably especially after knowing his favorite Amar was uprooted while working.

“He's your friend, right? Where does the place live? Take her home first.” Haryawan spoke to Dam and the young man shook his head.

“I don't know his house, we're one school and he's a transfer student, that's it,” he replied and the others were the same. Never knew who the sick young man was whose son, where he lived, and his other identity.

Dam watched Mr. Muji who compressed Amarendra painstakingly. He is eager to reveal that Kani must know where Amarendra lives. But he's more afraid of dying to beat up Amarendra if he opens his mouth.

Mr. Muji bought medicine and porridge, taking care of Amar like taking care of his own son. Mr. Muji who did not live in the tent decided to be there, he occasionally rubbed the young man's hair which continued to delirious.

Amarendra was half conscious of what he heard and who touched him. His eyes were sticky for him to open, his head felt very heavy for him to lift in order to change position and Mr. Muji helped him.

***