THE STONE THAT LOVES

A Bamboo

"Oooh, the painting, it's the same me" I replied with a little crumpling from sleepiness

"This" I said, giving it to Abi and lying down to sleep

My eyes at that time could not be restrained, it felt so heavy for me to open.

"Beel, are you asleep?" ask Abi who I still vaguely hear

"Happy break my little angel" he said, wiping my hair and going out

The reflection of the sunlight forced through the glass window in my room, making me uncomfortable and awake.

I sat down and remembered last night

"Did I dream last night? Happy break my little angel" the sentence still heard clearly in my ears

"The painting!" I screamed a little stifled

I immediately got up and looked for the painting under the pillow but I could not find it.

"So it wasn't a dream?"

"That's real happening?" I ask as if I don't believe it

I went straight out of the room and knocked on Abi's door, but there was no answer from her. I had to open the door but there was no Abi there.

I walked towards his home project, and he was there talking to the project workers.

I undo my intention to approach him, of course I am not confident with my condition that has not been bathed and is still a mess.

I went back home and rushed to clean up

"What should I ask Mas Abi?"

"Do I have to ask what he meant?" ask in my heart

After I finished I immediately made breakfast as usual before Aksa woke up and continued with washing clothes.

"Mba,,, Mbaaaa" cried Aksa who was awake

"What the hell is Saa, yelling rich in the woods"

"It's Mba"

Aksa thrust one blade of bamboo stems that have been split measuring approximately 15 cm and said I LOVE YOU, MY LITTLE ANGEL.

I was shocked and stood up

"Who is this Sa?" ask me with curiosity

"Mas Abi" Aksa replied innocently and left

"How could Mas Abi joke like this" I muttered in my heart with my hands still shaking

I sat in the living room reading a book, still with trembling hands. Trying to forget and think it was just a joke, but the more I tried to ignore it, the more my heart beat pumped up so quickly.

"What cooking is Beel" asked Abi who was in front of me

I looked up my head, made my eyes and eyes meet each other, my heartbeat beating so fast and sounding loud. I don't know what kind of feeling this is.

My hands were shaking with the book I was still holding

"Co-chuckles, haven't eaten yet? abi asked with my hand held to calm down

"Eat first, collapse again" told Abi

My mouth is locked, it's hard to open it. Suddenly I ran into the room and closed it.

"Why am I?" I murmured in my heart

Cold sweat came again, this time with a different atmosphere and feeling. Well, not fear anymore but a gerogi and confused feeling that seems to race to find out who the winner.

"Beeeel, Abeel is not papa"

Abi's voice behind the bedroom door made me feel even more unhinged, as if it was a potion that made my heart feel hypnotized so deeply.

I tried to calm myself down, trying to regulate my breathing so that it could be controlled.

"Mas Abi made me feel like I wanted to die"

The tremors in my body started to get under control, I sat down for a while before opening the door.

"Let's Abeeel, you can Beel, don't embarrass yourself"

I opened the door trying to be confident

"Hurt her stomach again? ask Abi seriously

Abi nyelonong came in and sat down on the edge of the bed

"This is the book you want to give me the cover?"

"Yes"

"Where are the scissors to help"

"No, I can do it myself" I said approaching Abi

"Beeels?"

"Emm" I said without a word

"What is the presence of Mas, making Abeel uncomfortable?"

"Yes"

"To answer that"

"Yes yes" I replied

"Yaudah Mas returned home again ajakarta, free also here" he said annoyed while standing up

"Whose telling Mas to come home to whom?, people go home alone ko"

"Beel, I'm serious" he sat back down

"Yes, at first it makes you uncomfortable, it feels like every day you continue to curse"

"And finally?" ask with enthusiasm

"Okay, you're rich yourself" I replied, still busy giving the cover of the book

"But Mas considers Abeel more of a sister"

"Not to joke"

"Eat it, if invited to talk to the person" he said by holding my face towards him

"Mas tau this is too rushed, Mas has also several times brushed off the taste that had come like a shadow. But the more the day the shadow became clear and real and Mas could no longer avoid and ignore it" he explained, looking deeper at me

"Continue?" ask me still curious

"Mas doesn't like Abeel, but Mas believes that Mas loves Abeel" he said with great emphasis

"DEGS"

My heart stopped beating, my hands shook. As if I didn't believe what I heard.

"Huh, what kind of joke is this Mas, what if Mas's lover knows"? ask when you remember Mba Resti

"Who?"

"Who else if not Mba Resti"?

"Oh my God, he's still there"

"The same thing he was just a friend hanging out, nothing more" he explained

"the evidence?" I ask as if I don't believe it

"Telphone him, nih" he replied by thrusting his phone

"He does always disturb Mas every time, by asking the news, have eaten or not and all kinds of questions that are not important" he explained

"Did he like me?"I'm still curious

"Yes, but Mas ignored because Mas had found what Mas was looking for all this time, namely Abeel"

"But we're Mas's brothers"

"Before Mas went any further, Mas had convinced himself and asked who knew about this and it was allowed"

"Why would my mother and my parents know?"

"If Abeel is convinced, Mas will slowly talk to them"

"I still don't know about how you feel"

"No papa, just slow down to understand, do not make this a burden that can interfere with the learning process Abeel. Mas did not force, whatever decision Abeel Mas appreciated, especially Mas self-conscious with the difference in our age so far"

he said by trying to tidy up my poniku sideways, then out of my room.