The Shine For You
9. Self Conscious
“Do not see people from the cover. You do not know, right dalemnya how?” – Elzarres Zander Salvethores.
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“Kak Elzar?!”
“Oh my, Revan!”
“Kak Zef, its that you?”
“It's not the guy Artha likes, huh?”
Zhora was surprised, but what for? that guy couldn't possibly know her. Zhora quickly neutralized his surprised expression. That guy with three friends. Ah, they are very handsome and stylish.
Again, Zhora was taken aback by Elzar's appearance. At school the guy looks naughty, messy, disorganized. And now? Zhora did not think, the guy was many times more handsome than in school.if told to be honest, yes.
Using deep black tops, similar pants less material– shredded-tear – according to Zhora. A pure white face, Zhora envied her look, no pimples or bruises there. Those blue eyes, they're so charming. The guy doesn't wear a bandana anymore, making his crest and hair free.
“Still with Atla– eh what the hell? wake up Zhora aware!”
“Kak Elzar here too?” Artha looked adoringly, tidying her pink clothes to look more beautiful.in front of doi that loh.
“Kak Revan, want to buy the latest PlayStation too, yes?” the guy named Revan nodded, it seemed like they were close. Easy to guess too, from the clothes of the guy with a PS stick logo. Very suitable, equally gamers.
“Kak Zef, same brother Revo, join us yuk?” take Xessi, wink next to you. Zhora bak tunawakar said nothing. Please, he doesn't know who they are.
“Gak perl–”
“Ayok!”
“Skuy, lah!”
“Nfollow me.”
Zhora was flabbergasted, unable to believe that the boy friend she thought was wayward, rude, callous, was compared to her thoughts. In fact, they are very nice and friendly!
Remind Zhora if looking at someone is not enough with the cover. The proof, Elzar, Revan, Zef, and Revo who he considers a bad boy, turns out to have an angelic side. Forgive Zhora, O God!
It was easy for them to accept the offer. Reasonable, anyway. Perhaps, they had gotten close without Zhora's knowledge. Rich people, free?
“An, abis buy what?” Revan's approaching Jelia. Ah, even that guy already wears a special call for Jelia. It must be very close, wait a minute. Given Jelia's first name, Jelianee.
Jelia also looks ordinary, there is no awkward chatting with the guy. “Resident Evil 3, dong!” exclaim Jelia spirit.
“Udah is there, huh? I want to buy kal–”
“Let's play together! sometime, yes yes yes?” Jelia struggled spoiled on Revan's sturdy arm. Revan looked relaxed, not shaking off that hand. The gamers nodded obediently.
“Ayok bye, same doi what the hell is not?” goda Revan. no! have they stepped on their dating status?
Jelia smiled shyly. “Apaan, hell lo!” hitting Revan's arm slowly. Revan chuckled, hand stroking Jelia's hair mane. Not forgetting, Jelia called the guy without frills 'sister.'
“The world feels both! others signed!” sahut that Zhora guy named Zef. Staring cynically Revan and Jelia have been making out since.
“Heleh! tell me brother Zef sirik!”
“Everything's looking for a girlfriend!”
Poor Zef, the intention of menggeledekin was even sprayed back. Wrong to disturb the two kasmaran man. “Terhina hold me, servant wrong what is Allah!” Revan and Jelia laughed in satisfaction.
“Ayo-ayo! brother Revo, here Xessi shows!” Casually, Xessi takes over Artha's phone without warning. Making Artha who was busy photographing Elzar secretly coughed. Lucky Xessi knows the situation, so the bucket mouth is safely under control.
Zhora was silent, not knowing what to do. Zhora realizes she is not as beautiful as Artha, Xessi, and Jelia. So, he better shut up.
•••
Time Zone's.
The playground a.k.a time zone is quite full of parents, children and teenagers like them. Revan with Jelia walked the front, Artha with Elzar, Xessi with Revo and Zef. won a lot, mba.
Zhora's? the girl walked the back, alone. It's really sad, huh? when our friends go the same way, Zhora is just in the wind. Zhora knows, surely guys like them are embarrassed to walk with Zhora.
Zhora tailed the romantic couple in the back. Monitoring, and looking around full of games, there are motorcycles, cars, basketball, water, lots of them. Then smiled wryly, in the depths of his heart, Zhora wanted to play. But he doesn't have much money.
While busy tailing them, Zhora did not look down on his body. A little boy with a beret hat bumped into her.
The splash!
Zhora lowered her head, looking at the girl-gendered little boy looking terrified after crashing into her. One glass of Aqua fell, making Zhora's pants slightly wet. Huh, fortunately just a little.
“M-sorry brother, I accidentally. huaaaa!” the little boy's cry broke, Zhora gently peeked at the girl's forehead, caressing the head's lovingly.
“So papa, dear.cup, cup don't cry huh? it's okay brother!” relax Zhora. Maybe he'll clean it up for a while in the toilet. Hopefully they don't realize their loss.
“Be-benel brother?” the girl looked adorable, with tiny pursed lips. Zhora nodded.
“Iya, have dong, cry her?” Successfully, the little girl obediently, did not cry anymore. Zhora smiled as she caught it.
“Whose name are you, beautiful?”
He rubbed his eyes slowly. “Olin, antique sister!” The little girl had not gone completely smoothly, sounding from the pronunciation of 'Beautiful' to 'Antique.'
“Oh, so.. Olin, I'm going to the toilet for a second, okay? where is your mama?” Olin's tiny index finger leads to a middle-aged woman busy buying a game ticket.
“Okay if so, brother deliver to your mama huh?" Olin nodded funny. The girl's chubby cheeks were adorable, inviting little pinch on the cheeks. Olin laughs.
“Let's go, give them time together. Go to the toilet!”
The middle-aged woman a.k.a mama Olin turned her head when receiving a small touch on her shoulder. “Mama!” screeched Olin, Zhora let down the impatient Olin hugging mama.
“Olin!” Mama and Olin hugged. Zhora smiled happily looking at him, her calm heart had returned Olin with her mother. Being a pleasure in itself.
“Thanks, for returning my son. As a thank you, I can only give this,” Mama Olin gave some red paper sheets. Zhora refused subtly.
“No need, Ma. I'm sincerely doing this.” Olin was already comfortably held by Mama. staring at cute Zhora.
Mama Olin shook her head. “Accept, son. Mama was already panicking so much, Mama thought Olin was missing.” Mama Olin's decision cannot be contested. Inevitably Zhora accepted it.
“Still, ma.”
“Sama-sama, dear. Hope we can meet again.”
“Sure, mom.”
•••
“Finished also.” murmured Zhora after finished drying pants. Now both legs of Zhora's level walk out of the female toilet, back to the time zone. Come to think of it, are they looking for Zhora?
Zhora stared at the several hundred thousand sheets. Smile warmly, considering how good Mama Olin is. Remembering it made Zhora not want to be far away from Olin.
Look up, then run small. Who knows, they left it, right? They could be looking for Zhora, right? huh, thinking about that made him panic on his own.
“Positive thinking Zhora! they can't possibly leave you!”
Because of his own confusion, plus panic makes running faster. Zhora hates this, her overthinking nature. Trivial things can get big instantly. So, not bewildered such a thing Zhora's own confusion.
BRAAAK!
“Ah, pain!”
“Shh, Damn! don't run around stupid!”
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