Trapped In Ambiguity

What a Sweet Beginning

Today I didn't find Devan in his class. Even today he did not come to pick me up without informing me - even though it was often, but today was quite strange. It was almost too late for him if I waited for him this morning, fortunately my handsome father did not leave me.

The break this time was really boring. Usually that annoying Devan will come bothering me with the task. But today there are no tasks and neither is Devan. I don't know what to do now. Staring at the whiteboard that still left the lesson earlier or go to the cafeteria alone. Ugh, I won't choose the second option.

I was so lazy to go to her class because my gut feeling said it was useless. I pulled out my phone, found Devan's name in my contacts and sent him a short message.

Oi, where are you?

Tick one. He's not active. I would wait for her to reply to my message while scrolling through my long-overdue social media homepage on my phone. At least it'll cover up my boredom until the bell goes off.

"Adel," called Sasa, my classmate so I turned my head and raised both eyebrows. "Sir Rega is looking for you, he's outside" he continued and passed away.

Brother Rega? Why is he looking for me? I'll know the answer if I see him. Lazily, I set my foot toward the door that was far away.

"What's up, brother?" I asked him when I saw he was riled up and also looked so nervous. He tapped on the chair he was sitting on with his index finger.

"Eh, Adel?" He glanced at me, then clashed with his mind. He let out a rough sigh then bit his lower lip.

"Sister?"

"I'm afraid, yeah." He moved, walking out of nowhere. I walked behind him, following in his footsteps with my mind full of question marks. I don't know what he's gonna do? But even though my body was being lazy, as a good underclassman, I had to comply. And here we are now, in the middle garden of this school. The place where students usually spend their break time except for me who previously preferred in class.

He took me to sit on one of the benches and I just followed him. He sat down first and then I was next.

"Adel, I can't stand this feeling anymore. I don't know how this feeling came about." I frowned, confused, completely clueless as to what he was saying, what he was saying, and where this was going. "When I first saw you in MOS, you made me wonder about you. Because of that curiosity, I'm getting more and more to find out about you," he continued, which inexplicably made my heart start racing rather quickly. I'm starting to understand the direction of this conversation.

"Adel, do you want to be my girlfriend?" Not too confident, but my guess was correct.

Suddenly he knelt down before me, offering me a rose. The deg! My heart is currently completely raging, even my heart feels faster than before. I know several pairs of eyes in the garden were staring at us, and for the time being I don't care about them. My thoughts right now are completely focused on this man before me.

"Give me time to answer, brother. I'll answer you back to school later." I don't know how that word just came out of my mouth. And I don't know why I'm going to answer back home from school. Why don't I give myself a pause to answer it for longer. I then walked up and ran to class.

I sat on my stool, propped up my chin and remembered the incident just now. A landing message made me check my phone and then look at the contents of the message.

I'm sick again. My cheeks were swollen from toothache, not to mention the flu that came out of nowhere. It would be a shame if my fans saw her idol's cheeks swell up, wouldn't it?

He even sent me a picture of him showing off how big his cheek was. Not to mention the flushed nose and the expression of his joints. In the picture he's like a man who really needs mercy, really. If only he were on the road, carrying a glass, of course it would quickly be full.

Huaaa your face is so cute. I don't even know what the difference is between you and a 🤣 hamster

I couldn't help but laugh at the look on his face. Oh, my God, this is really funny. I suddenly fell silent when I realized I was in class and of course I invited the attention of my classmates.

You?!! 😡👊

I put my phone on the table, not wanting to reply again. I suddenly thought of Brother Rega. I had to tell Devan to ask for his opinion, even though I was eager to speak to him directly. But if I call her, it's useless, it'll even make her teeth hurt more. What if I wait tomorrow? Of course it's too late.

Devan, Brother Rega shot me. Did he say I wanted to be his girlfriend? I really need your opinion. Should I accept it or not? My time limit is only until school.

I pressed the ‘send’ button and then put my phone in the bag because Mr. Pandi, the history teacher suddenly entered my class without any cues from Alfi.

Instead of focusing on the lesson, my mind was busy thinking about Devan's answer. What Devan would say yes or no. But come to think of it, I would be very lucky to be Kak Rega's girlfriend.

Who doesn't know Kak Rega at this school? Someone who managed to donate so many trophies to this school at every Olympics he held and participated in. It even represented schools at the provincial level. Until now, he seemed to have really mastered the subject of mathematics. Not only mathematics, physics and chemistry was almost completely mastered. In addition to his academic achievements, he is a former basketball chairman who has also represented the school in basketball events and brought the name of the city to the national level. About the face? Far from bad words. She's a girl idol.

The bell rang indicating the time to go home suddenly broke my daydream. I don't know, it turns out my daydream took four hours of my time, really that long? Or is it just because my mind is out of focus? Ah, I don't know.

“Akh, my message was not sent,” my wrath.

I switched to checking my quot. Sure enough, my quota suddenly ran out in such a precarious state, pending. It's like forcing me to make my own decisions.

Can't I escape today? Or answer tomorrow? But I am Pricilia Adel, who was taught by my father not to run away from responsibility and also to hold fast to what I have said. I let out a rough breath, just let it all run in its groove.

I walked towards the school gate, looking for Kak Rega's whereabouts. Stare around and find him standing there, waving his hand with a smile. I feel like I'm on the pull of heading there.

"How did you decide?" tanyanya stared directly at my bead. I've never felt this faint feeling before.

"Hm." I seem to think. I have no reason to reject a man like him. "But, Brother. I have a request."

"What?"

"I don't want to be too bridled, Brother. Because from what I heard, when people are dating, they are not free,”, I said bowed.

"Hi, where did you hear that?” I looked up, looking at Brother Rega's face. “Calm down, I won't curb you, you're free to do anything as long as everything's okay,”.

“One more, Brother. It's about Devan.”

“Your best friend is not it? I have no right to forbid you to approach her even if we date later. Actually Devan who has the right to forbid me close to you,” he replied honestly - visible from the bead of his eyes - while chuckling softly.

I looked at him with a sincere smile and then nodded small. I think my cheeks have started spitting out that red tinge.

"Yes? That means you're currently my girlfriend?" Kak Rega's eyes sparkled, he seemed to be really excited.

I nodded back a second time. One of the main reasons I accepted it was because I didn't know when else to get the chance to be Rega's girlfriend. I feel like I'm really lucky for now.

"I'll take you home."

×××

I threw myself on the bed, looked up at the ceiling of the room and imagined Kak Rega's sweet face. How his nervous face shot at me and his sparkling face when I received it. It was really recorded in my brain.

I've known Rega for a long time. He invited me to meet at MOS. He introduced his name and also his position as a committee. I remember very well how she was friendly to me with her smile that looked so sincere.

"Why is my daughter smiling like that?" it was my father who saw me from outside the room because I forgot to close the door. I then sat cross-legged on the bed. Dad came in and sat down on my desk chair, facing his chair towards me.

"Will you be angry if I have a boyfriend?" I was worried with a slow tone of voice.

"If he makes you happy, why should you be angry?" answer me with ease. "But if he makes your daughter cry, you won't forgive him" he continued, changing his intonation.

"Dad, today Brother Rega shot me and I received it, my honest” without further ado.

"Can you meet him?" ask Dad with a serious facial expression.

"I'll tell him, Dad. When do you want to meet him?"

"If you can tomorrow. Take him home for lunch." Dad then walked out of my room. Hopefully everything will be fine and I will accept Kak Rega. I don't want the story in the soap opera where their love story is blocked by the old man happening in my life.

I hope tomorrow is okay.