Trapped In Ambiguity

He's Back

I spent my break in the school garden pews, staring at the purple flowers, waiting for the shoots to bloom at some point and enjoying the agile flying movements with the beautiful formations of butterflies. That'sallthatis. It's like enjoying my time full of solitude. I don't know why I'd rather sit on this park bench than spend my time in class. But being here made me start to feel at peace. If only this day it rained.

"You here, Dellong?" That familiar voice managed to create a faint smile on my face. I looked up, it turned out that he wasn't alone. The smile faded again and instead became even more moody than before.

I stood up from my stool, moved, leaving Devan who was definitely looking at me with a look of wonder and also questions that filled his mind. "Dell." He held my hand so he made me stop my steps.

"I'm badmood again" I said without looking. I just ducked down, staring at my shoes that I wanted to feel like I was running away from here.

"Hi, what's wrong?" tanyakanya.

I was forced to turn my head, looking directly into his bead with a lazy look and hinting to take off his hand. Even with her unreasonable face, she slowly let go of my hand. Huaaa, I don't understand myself. Can I cry right now?

I ran to class and then sat on my stool with my chin up. My eyes began to heat up and with all my might I held the nearly fallen clear grain. Thank God, Mr. Pandi has come to teach. He began to tell me about history. I didn't pay attention to the material, I just wanted to go home early.

The bell rings. All my classmates started running out of class. Like it doesn't matter if they just run into each other. I shook my head slowly as I stared at them from my stool. Usually, I'm among them because I don't want to keep Devan waiting.

"You're coming home with me?" devan asked as I was standing at the school gate. Apparently he's still waiting for me.

"I'm with Rega" I said. I don't have an appointment with Rega. I hope Brother Rega will take me home.

I approached Rega who was just about to get into his car. With a friendly smile, Brother Rega nodded at my request. My boyfriend is always good.

"Sister, aren't you mad at me?" I broke the silence in the car. I just stared ahead, without looking back at him. Enjoy the color of the sky that slowly turns dark. Looks like it's going to rain.

"Anged?" asked Kak Rega who glanced at me.

"I don't understand my own heart, brother. I don't like it when I see someone close to my best friend" I said.

"So you're from yesterday badmood because of a girl who's close to Devan?" Brother Rega laughed a little. "Del, just calm down. It's only natural that you're jealous when someone is close to your best friend. That means you're afraid of losing her. If you ask me how I feel, am I angry? Take it easy, I'm fine. Seriously. As Devan blesses me being close to you, I'll also be calm when you get close to Devan. In my mind, I consider Devan to be your brother" said Kak Rega who was still focused on the streets in front of him. "I'm gonna ask you? Does a person who has just entered someone else's life have the right to forbid that person to be close to his or her own brother?" continued.

I sighed softly, digesting Kak Rega's words. Suddenly, a clear circle flowed over my cheek. I'm lucky to have a girlfriend like Kak Rega who is so mature compared to Devan.

“Hai, why are you crying?” said Kak Rega who suddenly stopped his car on the side of the road. Brother Rega then held onto my cheek, removing the clear fur with both hands.

“Do I make brother as an impingement?” lirihku slowly, holding back the hand of Lega who was on my cheek.

“Adel, Adel.” Brother Rega then clasped both of my hands tightly in front of his chest. “What do you think? Did you make me an outlet,” kekeh Kak Rega so it displays a row of his neat teeth.

“I don't know, Brother. I guess I haven't fully understood the meaning of the word ‘opening’ it.”

“You seem right, Del. You don't really understand. But as long as you know, I am happy with you and there has never been a single thought like that in my mind,” said Kak Rega, staring directly into my bead. “Alright, we go home.” Rega took off my hand slowly, stroked my hair gently and drove back to the car.

"See you tomorrow at school, sweetie." Rega waved her hand from the car and then drove her car away from my house.

I stepped into my room and changed into a black oversize t-shirt and jeans that were just above my knees.

I sat by the window, staring at the clear sky above. It seemed like the rain canceled its intention to wet the earth this minute. I let out a sigh of relief, Kak Rega said like giving a speck of light in my heart, making the ambiguity in my heart begin to diminish.

The sound of knocking made me turn to the door of my room that was closed. I walked to open it. He, Devan, was standing before me with his awkward smile and a hand that scratched his head behind him. He was even still wearing his gray-white uniform.

"Can I come in?" tanyakanya.

I nodded slowly and told her to sit on my desk chair, while I just stood facing the window, behind her.

"You want to say something?" He started to open the topic during that hot day. Not only is my heart hot, it feels so hot here.

I let out a rough sigh then sat on the edge of the mattress, facing towards him. Staring sharp.

"You ignored me" I said and folded my hands in front of my chest.

"When?"

"Yesterday in the canteen. You didn't even greet me.”

"I didn't see you. Really.”

"How is it possible? We're so close."

"I really don't see you, Dellong.”

I again took a rough breath. All I know is, Devan never lied to me when I was serious. Only serious. It's different if he's ignorant. I could have lied to him constantly.

"Why don't you go to my class during the break?"

"You can call me first. We can go to the canteen together.”

"Later the girl knew how my Dellong attitude was when he was taken to the cafeteria. Usually, if you want to go to the cafeteria you have to be forced or not, you have to be treated. My money is enough. Isn't that the same as me taking you in."

"So you'd rather treat the girl than me?"

“Wait, since when did you become this possessive?”

I didn't answer the question, because the question I asked just came out of my mouth to express my emotions. The question had already been arranged in my brain before choosing to go out on my own.

"Well, we pay for it ourselves. Unlike you who asked for a treat while eating,” Devan quipped.

"There's a mirror there. Why don't you reflect,” decakku. I poked my lips, annoyed.

"Forgive that."

"You left me and went home with that woman."

"I didn't leave you. Before I went to the cafeteria that day, I met up with Kak Rega and asked for help to drive you home because I had to take the girl."

"For him, why didn't you pick me up?"

"I'm late to wake up, Dellong. Not to mention I have a promise with Mr. Sharif. So I took a shortcut from my house to get to school quickly. And that shortcut doesn't go to your house."

“Why you ti.”

“My quota is up,” he replied like reading my mind.

"I hate that girl," I honestly, staring at her bead. He didn't answer me, just shut up and check his phone, like calling someone. When he got a reply to the message, he then stood up, pulling my hand out of the room.

"Where are we going?" my many.

"Follow it,"

"Woi, I'm gonna change my clothes first."

Devan ignored me. "Dad, I borrowed Dellong back," he told his father, who had just returned from work.

"Ok," replied the father in brief.

“Gosh, Dad, your only son is being kidnapped. Are you going to let it go? What if this man was someone else disguised as Devan? Huaaa, dad. Am I gonna be okay, Dad?” I shouted, trying to equalize my steps with Devan while looking at my father.

“Woi, lebay,” reply Father and Devan together. Cie they are very compact.

Devan then told me to get on his bike, I somehow just followed. He took me to a cafe. Wait, Cafe? I'm in a dress like this to get into the cafe? Wait, this is a mistake. But Devan didn't care, just kept pulling me inside. I looked around. People in nice clothes. While me? Huhoo.

"Thank you for waiting" Devan told the woman in the high school uniform I met yesterday and also earlier. The woman I ben-ci was.

"Hi, Adel," she said to me, making me frown, confused. I don't know him. "Why are you looking at me like that? Don't tell me you forgot me" he said with a small laugh.

"I don't know you, my decak” then turns my eyeballs.

"Hi, haven't we made peace before, why are you still angry?" ask again. I began to think, considering who the person in front of me was. If he says that, then we've met before and we've also been here?

"Gergia?" many doubt.

"Thank God, I thought you forgot me." She laughs.

"This is really you? You're more beautiful, I don't even know you."

"Yes, I used to be black and dirty. But now I'm ready to take Devan away from you" he said blatantly in front of me and Devan. He clenched his hand like he was holding something. Devan just looked at us with the chin propped up.

"Try it," I challenged with a cynical smile.

"It was hard to separate you guys. Your relationship seems to have been given a very strong glue. And now, it looks like I should give up before fighting.” She laughed again, absolutely graceful. It really looks like a grown woman.

Forget about hate, meeting old friends turns out to be so much fun. He's Gergia, my SD friend with Devan. Class 3 Elementary School, I always fight with him. He always said he would take Devan away from me, and it always made me cry. Devan? He was just indifferent, enjoying his childhood.

Hatred is canceled, case is over.