This Is It?

Chapter 33: The Revenge

I pushed Andy to the point of sitting on the soft sofa in my room. No. gabe. Don't think no first. I'm angry not wanting to vent my lust.

A moment! Do I have any lust for Andy? Akh!!! Why do I need to reinforce this? Isn't it pretty obvious I'm normal and like the opposite sex?!

Back to the main cause of my overflowing anger and resentment towards Andy.

“Ngapain you follow me? And from where or from whom do you know about my existence?” manyu.

Wanting to deny like anything, it was obvious Andy was spying on my steps. Really, I don't think he can go this far.

“Gue originally planned to your home. Just right down the road I see your car, keep me following you from there. I'm sorry, Gas. But I mean well kok.” Andy thrust his palms in front of my face. He asked me to be calm.

“What's good? If you have good intentions with me, why don't you convey it in a good way as well? Because of the Ardi motorcycle that was damaged and you think I did it, you keep investigating me endlessly like this? You follow me wherever I go? Or maybe you have a secret mission?” I forcefully leaned the question to him in a high tone.

Since one by one the guise of those around me was exposed, I became a doubt to anyone - including Andy who I thought was the single most positive friend in my daily circle.

Yes, at the moment the situation presented lately makes me experience a trust issue or difficulty believing in others.

“Gas, it's not about that. This is about the others,” Andy said.

“What's the matter? A semester exam or a life test? I don't think of you, Dy,”.

Andy pulled my collar. Maybe he was emotional too. “Gas, I beg you to go back to your old self. Do not damage the image in this body!“ tell him to be ambiguous while looking at me full of embers.

I broke free from Andy's grip, then walked towards the edge of the window. He made my mind wince for the second time.

I tried to talk for a moment with a small heart. It's quite natural that Andy suspects I'm not the real Bagas. He must know more about the character of Bagas from friends around me. However, the miracle I got was something that was unacceptable to everyone's mind. I'm sure it is.

“You mean who am I? Other people exchanging bodies with this Bagas, is that it?” All I've been explicitly luring her knowledge. Not to forget the laughter of satire was echoed as a soundtrack.

I looked a little, Andy was silent. In fact, I already have the ammunition to dispel the prejudice.

“As a friend, I just don't want you to go the wrong way, Gas,” he said quietly after a few minutes of silence. “Last few days, your weirdness is getting clearer in my view. One of them, you never invite me to hang out with Tommy, Revan, and Leo. In fact, you seem to shy away from me. Is it because you're offended by the way I ngingetin you? You've changed so much, Gas.”

“That's just your feeling,” as I respond to the social jealousy he expresses.

“That's why I'm trying to identify it by following your movements. Again, I'm sorry about that. I just want to order, think more carefully about all the decisions or steps you will take. Every head of the hand you lay has a price to pay,” concluded Andy. Then, he came out of my room without saying goodbye.

Having a friend as good as Andy is truly a gift. Unfortunately, I don't want anyone to rule my every life plan. After all, I wouldn't have gone this far if I hadn't pinched first.

Nevermind! I kept all that stuff from Andy in my right brain for a while. If I need to, I'll move it to the left brain.

Basically, the attitude and nature of a person is greatly influenced by the surroundings. Being good, evil, patient, and vindictive is part of the process of adaptation and self-defense.

Being well taken advantage of, being evil to blame. A patient is often underestimated, a vindictive is often insulted. Some people expect the earth to be inhabited by angelic-hearted humans, but they treat those around them without asking for a conscience.

The clock's needle is rolling fast. Tired and tired to finally lead me to sleepiness.

The next morning I woke up with my head pierced by needles. The energy of the body was absorbed in a black dream. The cloudy sky also strengthens the physical impression that is not okay.

I have morning class, but my legs don't want to get out of bed. I extended the break for a while. Maybe if all the pieces of my life were collected, there was energy I could use to get to campus. Illness can come without greeting.

Mama came to my room. He said, I didn't answer when an ART woke me up. I did not hear the call, but was in power-saving mode.

After breakfast and taking medicine, I went to college with the driver. I forced myself because I did not want to be trapped in boredom in the house.

My feet were moving towards the classroom very carefully. Every 5 meters I stop. The distance seems to be many times.

He also helped me to get up. The warm touch had made my senses lulled.

No. gabe. I promised my heart not to be tempted by the seduction of the first love.

I took my hand and shook it a little. “I can do it myself,” says I am fierce.

“You're hot, Gas. Your face is also a little pale,” bright Mutia.

I ignored the attention he gave me. This is not just prestige, but also taste betting. If I receive a helping hand, he could be big-headed.

“Gas, sorry if I asked in inappropriate condition. Why didn't you answer the message I sent you yesterday? I'm really sorry for my attitude that..”.

“Bagasss!!!” yelled Dita cut off Mutia's speech.

Between being curious and not with Mutia's sentence connection, I chose to take advantage of Dita's presence as an atmosphere heater.

Dita approached, and immediately made a bulkhead.

Then I immediately started the fire. “Dit, please help me get into class yes," please. Every word I say melodiously. "You want, right?”

“Sure. I'm here for you, Gas. Turns out, you invited me to practice walking on the carpet to the pelaminan,” Dita said as she hooked her hand with my hand.

It's laughable! Yeah, I'm actually disgusted to hear Dita talk about the future or marriage. Just past the limits of adolescence, but his mind has wandered too far.

Let it! Maybe his attitude is one of his tactics.

I left Mutia trapped on the asphalt parking lot. If he hadn't incised a wound in my heart, I would have been happy to walk – with him.

Along the way until arriving at the classroom door, Dita continued to smile. However, not a word came from his lips to ask about my condition. It was a stark contrast to Mutia.

I'm even more sure if Dita really wants to play around with my feelings. It is impossible that he does not understand that I am less fit, while our skin has been together for a long time.

After Dita left, Mutia approached me again. He gave me a bottle of mineral water.

“Gas.... em... manyin drink water yes let you not dehydrate,” Mutia said gently.

I averted my eyes. At first I saw the look on his face turn sad. I'm sorry, maybe this way, he can understand how I feel. My feelings were like being hit by a sandstorm when he refused my love to defend the Kunyuk. Now, the grains of sand are still firmly attached to part of my heart and sometimes arouse a sense of pain.

Such was the woman, she remembered no matter how little pain the other had gotten. But he easily forgot what he did. In fact, the pain he inflicted on others was as big as a hill line.

My firm attitude may be able to make his logic and feelings deliberative. To make someone understand the heart of another person, sometimes he must be made to feel the same.

Mutia remained standing beside me even though I had rejected it with my cold attitude. Andy and Leo entered the class together.

“Yo, I ask you to buy some drinking water, can you? I am so thirsty,”, I asked Leo who was preparing to sit down.

“Ready, Gas. Drink clear or colored?” tanyakanya.

“Ordinary white water,” I explained while glancing at “gift” from Mutia.

Mutia left the 600ml bottle of responsibility before me. He walked to his place to follow the lesson. Disappointment and regret may be mediated in his mind. Please impregnate, my love!

Meanwhile, Andy was aiming his eyes at me. She seemed unhappy with the way I was ignoring Mutia.

Huh! Prepare, Bagas! It looks like there will be a spiritual flush after receiving material from the lecturer. Andy's gaze was very obvious hinting at the coming of this.