This Is It?

Chapter 45: The Sense

Breezy night breeze that I should be able to enjoy with solemn precisely feels hot caressing the body. The sound of the ocean singing was rippled with waves. All this mess is caused by Dita.

Dear thousand dear, I still have to endure the emotions. It's just to make her believe that I'm starting to love her.

“You are very good at acting, Mutia. Opposed to be watched by many people, you act as a figure yes oppressed,” accused Dita who is still not satisfied with cursing Mutia.

Mutia chose silence. He focused on cleaning corn contaminated with sand grains.

“Ga…. Gas, please help calm this situation huh. Sorry, I feel guilty if there is a commotion here,” said Ardi who is actually the main actor in this scene.

I tried to get Dita to sit back in front of the campfire. In an upset mood. Discussion continues.

After a very awkward discussion. I order the women to sleep in the house. Hopefully Dita does not connect the commotion to disturb the calm of rest Dad and Mom.

I walked over to greet the waves while crossing both hands on the chest. So old this life. There is a test in enjoying happiness.

“This is not you, Gas,” Andy's voice rattles the silence of my hermitage.

“Means?” my sahut while capturing his facial expression in the faint of light.

“Lu see for yourself what Dita was doing. And why do you seem to let that happen? Are you really in love with her?” tanyanya.

I turned my face to the high seas. One thing that stuck in the mind was the arrogance of Dita that stuck out without fear.

Yes, my cold attitude may indeed be the trigger. However, he should be gentle if he really wanted to make me clamps on him. True, this is more than just possessiveness and jealousy.

“Why you? Lu wonder why Dita is acting so haughty in front of you, whereas she should be trying so hard to grab your sympathy?” Andy was able to guess my head.

“What should I do? While you yourself keep secrets about him. If you care about me, why are you so hard to be honest with me? Don't-don't, there's a bigger secret you're hiding outside of Dita's plans that you once told me,”.

Andy stepped a few feet away from me. Clearly, there was a description still glued at the end of his tongue.

“Have I ever knocked you over? Did I ever do anything that made you fall into trouble? As whatever your feelings to Dita now, stop getting here. I can feel that you have no taste for Dita. But Dita is like a wave that rolls over the beach, you can just be carried away by it to the middle of the sea. I know you, Gas," he said.

“Be.... right delivered by Andy, Gas,” said Ardi who so surprised me. I heard no trace of his presence. “Gu. Gu... I've read, the best way to know the nature of the people we like is to take him traveling, whether it's hiking or participating in activities like this.”

The statement of the Kunyuk sounded very wise. Kontan, my eyes were fixed directly at him.

A moment! Although it sounds wise, there is still something strange from the word for word strung together by the Kunyuk. Since when is he nice and caring to me?

Obviously, he said that to look positive in front of Andy. However, it means that the Kunyuk also knows Dita is planning something that is not good for me.

I was in a crisis of trust. Andy didn't want to unravel Dita's plan. The Kunyuk suddenly seemed to be on my side, whereas he could have been very deceiving.

Mutias. Yes, only Mutia looks unaffiliated with anyone.

Ah, but he hurt me. Now he's trying to get close to me again. Behind this, Dita's statement about Mutia might have a point. Mutia was playing with my feelings.

The world spouts its pettiness. Appearance and attitude are difficult to be used as a benchmark to recognize the contents of a person's heart. Words and expressions can be manipulated to achieve certain goals.

I express my unrest in this poetic temple. Hopefully Andy and the Kunyuk can digest what I mean. “If we hold this beach sand, then it feels smooth in the hand. But if he is lifted by the wind into the air, and then crashing into our faces, then we can be blind.”

They both fell silent. I am really suspicious of anyone who expresses kindness, but shows the opposite behavior.

I decided to enter the tent. I'd better clear my mind to be able to fight the agonizing pain.

The last time I worked in the 3rd grade of Junior High. It's all fun, joking around with friends, mingling with anyone.

After I moved to Jakarta to study, I always avoided Sundays. I locked myself in my room when I was at home. I was afraid to go out to meet the neighbors. I am confused if I have to face their various questions that are either true questions or an innuendo that is laced with question marks.

My peers in the village are not many. Plus, we are no longer close like the plain old days. Indeed I withdraw from the association, because it does not want to be made the entertainer – joke material.

“Di, know your friend who it is,” sayup female voice hit my ear. I know who that woman is. She was Astri, my SD to Junior High friend.

“A... come,” response Ardi. He also patted my shoulder. “Ga... Gas, anyone wants to know you,”.

“Oh, hello." I leaned a broom into a tree trunk. My name is Bagas,” I said as I extended my hand.

“I, Astri. I'm Ardi's friend from SD to Junior High. We are very familiar. We used to go to school together, play together, study together. Ardi was always first in the class, and I was second. I studied here majoring in Accounting,” he said cheerfully.

Astri oh Astri, since when did you get along with me? I just laden it. “Ardi had a little story about you.”

“News about me? What's he telling you? He's not mocking me, is he?” Astri interrupted my words with a bright look.

Underline “He doesn't mock me, right?” Just been lured a little, he's already told me the honesty. Honesty about his treatment that often looks at me low. He once copied my PR, and told the teacher that I was the one cheating on him. He also hid my workbook so I could be punished. Besides, it's the first time he's greeted me. Our house is facing.

In fact, I don't care about his attitude towards me. One thing I learned this morning. If the face does not help, the treasure is not able to sustain, then make friends with perfect people like Bagas. Surely someone will come to talk, even if he is the enemy.

“Nugget-ugly? Sure didn't. Ardi said the people here are very friendly. His schoolmates are beautiful and smart. And when I see you, I trust Ardi's words more and more,”.

Astri blushed. He brushed his shoulder with his hand while continuing to smile at me.

“Bagas, I can take photos with you, no?” her door.

“Bby, dong!”

Astri gives Ardi his cell phone. “Please photoin me the same Bagas yes, Di. Make memories. Hehe...”.

Like the lyrics in a song, “Oh this world is full of falsehood”. But yes, let's just think of this to lift Ardi's degree or as a form of personal branding for him.

After taking a picture together, Astri asked for my mobile number. I weighed for a moment. Dita alone has been very annoying me with every day sending unnecessary chat, and calling to ask questions is not important. I think Astri would do the same. “What are you doing?”, “Udah eat or not?”, “Where is your lecture today?”, imagined such less useful questions.

“Em. A moment yes...” I slowed down the tempo while looking for reasons not to give subtly.

Bukkk!!! Suddenly Dita came. He seemed to be deliberately nudging Astri. Astri sat down on the ground.

“Who are you? How weird is the same boyfriend. I just saw you hear my girlfriend's teasing. Take a photo with him too. Make a show on medsos yes let dapet many likes and comments? The dam! Pansos!”

“Heh! I'm a country man, but I still have good manners. Not like you, come to people's place, but it looks like a princess. I have also watched you from yesterday. Your friends are busy chatting with citizens, you are busy maen hape. If you are not comfortable here, just go back there to your habitat.” Astri rises. He's Dita's pelotti. “Most also you just ngaku-ngaku will be his girlfriend Bagas,” he said.

Dita's face flushed. Without fear, she pulled Astri's hair. Astri replied by doing the same. Yes, even fights are inevitable.

Instead of helping me separate these two bitter women's tongues, Ardi turned her lips together. It was only after several residents arrived that he was busy divorcing Dita and Astri.

Taken to disturb the tranquility of my vacation. If this continues, my attention will be diverted to pair up the movement.

Is it possible that the Kunyuk invites Dita and Metha to interrupt my togetherness with Father and Mother?

I also concluded that behind Dita's brutal attitude, there could be a share from the Kunyuk. Yes, Dita's emotions seem awkward.