The Stunning My Life

Befriended

Rama and I were silent. The mood began to be awkward. We were both sitting on the wooden chair.

"Since when have you mingled with the orphanage kids here?" I asked Rama to break the silence.

Rama. He's quiet for a second. "Since I know I've lived here."

"You mean?" I confusedly knit my eyebrows at Rama.

"Lo inget, was it the first time I met you?"

I'm nodding.

"I was in a row with Oma." Rama looked down, he looked sad. And then, she smiled bitterly at me. "Oma said, she took me from this orphanage."

"And at that time, I just found out that I'm not Oma's real son."

Really, all about Rama is so slashing. I feel pity. He was strong and strong with all his burdens. But perhaps, she was also actually fragile inside.

"Is that why you call your own mother Oma?" my many.

Rama clucking. "No. I called my mother Oma a long time ago. Since Leo was born. The goal is for Leo to take me as his brother."

I'm nodding. But why would Oma Laras say that to Rama? All this time I saw, Oma Laras was looking so fond of Rama. Even if Rama is not his son, he should not speak like that.

"Woi!" rama broke my daydream. "Why lo?"

"No pa-pa." My answer. One sec. Two seconds. "BTW, why can Oma Laras talk like that to you? He can't be evil? I see that your mother is a gentle, patient, loving woman."

Rama pursed lips. "Maybe he's emotional because I can't be regulated" he murmured.

I'm a little bit squeaking. Perhaps Rama's rebellious personality made Oma Laras angry. And the woman became furious and did not realize that she had uttered hurtful words to Rama. That's conclusion.

We're mute to each other again. Ten seconds. "Oh, yeah. Where's my necklace?" My right hand looked in front of Rama.

"What's the chalk?" Rama joking.

"What necklace, anyway? Spout my necklace!" myrag.

"The terms are not finished. Later if it's finished I turn back your necklace," said Rama to me.

***

Rama and I went back to the gazebo.

"Have you finished eating?" rama asked the children.

"Udah, Brother." Reply to one of the smiling boys.

"Sister Rama, play guitar, dong...."

"Yes, long time ago Brother Rama did not sing for us."

"Let's sing...."

The children pleaded with Rama.

"Can you play guitar and sing?" I smiled at Rama.

"Can." Answer Rama songong.

"Data...." I sneered.

Rama picked up a brown guitar leaning against the side of the gazebo. He smiled as if the guitar was special. Or does he really like playing guitar?

"You want Rama to sing what song?" rama asked the children.

The children looked at each other.

"Romantic song, sister!" shouted one of the girls. He then looked at me smiling. "Son Rama sang a romantic song for Sophia's sister."

I blinked. "Now, anyway? Rama wants to sing for you. Not for Brother." I muttered at the last sentence.

"No pa-pa. Sophia's sister is Kak Rama's girlfriend, so Kak Rama sang it for Kak Sophia aja," said one of the children.

"Yes agreed!" yell at one of the other kids.

"But-"

"Udah follow me," Rama interrupted me.

I also gave up. Rama began strumming the guitar strings making a musical intro. He also started looking at me.

When you were here before

Couldn't look you in the eye

You're just like an angel

Your skin makes me cry

You float like a feather

In a beautiful world

I wish I was special

You're so fuckin' special

But I'm a creep

I'm a weirdo

What the hell am I doing here?

I don't buy here

I don't care if it hurts

I wanna have control

I want a perfect body

I want a perfect soul

I want you to notice

When I'm not around

You're so fuckin' special

I wish I was special

But I'm a creep

I'm a weirdo

What the hell am I doing here?

I don't buy here, oh, oh

She's running out the door

She's running out

Runs...

Whatever makes you happy

Whatever you want

You're so fuckin' special

I wish I was special

But I'm a creep

I'm a weirdo

What the hell am I doing here?

I don't buy here

I don't buy here

(Creep by Radiohead)

Batinku. I saw the look inside Rama stabbing my face. When he chanted the song, it felt like venting.

The old song sung by Rama is so soft contrary to the original singer who impressed ngerok. I know that song.

The boys applauded after Rama ended his music. I hurried to turn my eyes because Rama was still looking at me even though the song was done.

"Wah.., the voice of Kak Rama is always melodious. But we don't know the meaning of the song, sister," said one girl.

Rama smiled rubbing the top of the child's head that was not far in front of him. "Eat him, you must learn English."

"Udah malaem. You go in and sleep, yes," Rama told the boys.

"Yes, Sis...." They answered Rama in unison. The children also went away.

Rama and I are still in the gazebo. We're getting awkward again.

"Ram, where's my necklace? I also have to go home. It's malem," I told Rama.

Rama took out his wallet. He seemed to keep my necklace there. I smiled broadly at the necklace. I can finally wear it again.

"Here!" I was about to cradle the necklace, but Rama pulled over. I looked at the man pouting.

"How valuable is this necklace for you?" Rama stared at the necklace.

"Very valuable! Where, here!" I cut the necklace.

I smiled with relief at being able to hold the necklace pendant again. Although the neck circle is broken, but at least it can still be repaired. I also keep it in my wallet.

"Udah?" Rama looked at me lazily.

"Udah, that. What else to do?"

"Yuk, come with me." Rama pulled my hand away from the gazebo.

***

Rama took me to meet a middle-aged woman. Looks like he runs an orphanage there.

"Mas Rama, thank you for comforting the children tonight" said the middle-aged woman with a friendly smile.

"Together, Mom." Rama smiled.

The middle-aged woman is now looking at me. "This... who?" tanyanya looked at Rama.

"I'm Sophia, Mom. It's Rama." Answer smiled.

"Oh.... Yeah-yes. Thank you, Sophia Ma'am also visited the children of the home here."

"Ah, yes." I answered smiling. Actually I feel bad for not bringing anything for the children of the home. This was all sudden because Rama hadn't told me in the first place.

"Yes ma'am, we're saying goodbye. It's late" said Rama.

"Yes-yes. Be careful Mas Rama with Sophia" said the woman.

Rama and I shook hands with the manager of the house and left.

***

"Why are you smiling?" ask Rama.

We walked to the motor park.

"Gue lo ajakin come here. I feel more grateful for having a family even though our lives are simple" I told Rama.

Rama smiled. "Thank you, yeah. I'm also cool tonight because I can confide in you a little."

"Yes, you're welcome."

My conversation with Rama was over just as we arrived at the parking lot. We stand facing.

"Sophia, can I win the same thing?"

I was silent trying to digest the situation now. I chuckle. "Not kidding again. Not funny!"

"Gue seriously." Rama's face was flat. He's really not kidding.

"okay.... It is possible."

"really? You want to meet someone like me?"

"You mean?" I knit an eyebrow.

"Yes, you know all about me, about my family. Don't you think it's ilfil?"

I take a short breath. "I also love ilfil? Who you are is not important. What matters is that you are a good person. If you look like a delinquent and your soul is also a delinquent, I don't want to be the same you."

"Ohsss...." Rama pushed my jidat.

"What, anyway!" I looked at Rama.

"How does your boyfriend go? He's not mad about me?"

"Well, is he angry too? We're just the cement."

"Yes, he could have misunderstood and continued to be jealous." Rama quipped.

"Sorry, yes. I'm just as committed as Juna is, so there's no such thing as jealousy!"

Rama chuckles. "Gue can't believe it, no. You own time never get jealous if your girlfriend deket with another girl? As far as I know, jealousy is a sign of love. If he's not jealous, then he doesn't love you?"

I pensively for a moment, then clucked. "You don't have to be a stove! Back home!" I pushed Rama.

And, bruk. We both fell with my body that befell Rama. The palm of my right hand landed on Rama's left chest. The heartbeats again, I felt it very clearly this time.

One sec. Two seconds. Three seconds. I quickly took my eyes off Rama and stood up.

"So-sorry," I said to Rama reluctantly looking at him.

I rushed to put on my helmet and pushed Fino away. Rama seemed to follow me with his black ninja bike. Hah, thank goodness the bike wasn't lost. [ ]