UNIVERSES
42. Raining
Both hands are forward. Precisely on the water droplet that is getting down regularly. Cold water spread all over the surface of his palm.
Sema wastes tired breath, her day is solid. Not to mention his heart that was pounded by a huge rock many times. His head was dizzy, getting dizzy to be made to think how he was going home now?
His phone died, Sema only realized after he stood in the corridor for five minutes due to the rain that seemed to want to continue to fall. He should have ordered an ojek online earlier. Who would you like to ask for help? Ever since she was away with Haru, Sema realized that she had long ignored the interaction in the classroom. While they only knew their names, none of them could possibly be called friends. She was too awkward and embarrassed. In the end, they can only wait for the rain to stop. Hopefully not long, at least later on the road can stop the taxi.
Meanwhile, a young man who had just walked out of the master room was stunned in the doorway. He shifted slightly and leaned against the wall with two arms folded in front of his chest. Long enough Desta in his position observed the girl who was busy treating the rain with her palm. I don't know what that means. Though the water will come back down through the slit of Sema's finger. The longer the more unclear the girl.
After being satisfied to see what he thought was stupid, Desta finally stepped up. The young man's decisive steps quickly attracted Sema's attention until the girl stopped the activity of collecting rainwater.
"Not home yet?" Desta asked after two seconds.
"That's a big pleasantry of Lo's questions." Sentak Sema circa. It made Desta quiet.
Desta raised his shoulders, he stepped back after making Sema a little attentive. "Where are you going?" Shema asked, about three steps from where the girl was standing. Desta turned his body. "home." Answer Desta.
Sema observed the discharge of water descending, alternately staring at Desta full of confusion. "It's still raining, sure you want to go home?" Desta smiled slightly, almost like a grin. "Why? You want nebeng?" Desta asked by raising his eyebrows. His expression grew louder as Sema fell silent. Not giving voice, but Desta is more than sensitive if this girl needs a ride. Might?
"Come on." Take Desta. Sema. "Gue didn't say you wanted to take Lo." Prestigious number one, the moto of Sema is now fluttering. He returned to his activities to rain. There is no point, just diverting yourself from the Netra Desta who seemed to be able to guess the contents of Sema's mind.
Desta played the air inside his mouth for a moment. Before then leaning on the pole not far from Sema. Standing facing Sema. It seems the girl doesn't care. "Why if the question I was wrong so—Lo want to go home with I?" Of course the question sentence spontaneously attracts attention Sema. The girl sparkled even though she was immediately speechless trying to scavenge her prestige back.
"It's still raining." Her speech. Not a sentence of rejection because Sema does not want to suddenly change her mind and leave her alone in school.
"Breaked, not too much anyway." Shema facing Desta. Although he was shocked because the distance was too close. She was nervous, but the girl tried to act ordinary. "Lo wants to get sick? I don't want to." Sema looked straight back at the wet field. It wasn't as hard as it was, but it was still raining.
"Imun I'm strong by the way, don't know if you're immune." Dih, Sema gave a rough look at the arrogance of a Radesta. Besides being clever to disguise the expression, the man also seemed smart to catapult himself.
"Unless you want to stay here until the mallem anyway, it looks like rain is also like it is still long gone. I went home alone." Evidently Desta's speech was able to make Sema pull the young man's arm. "why?" Ask Desta.
"Lo seriously want to break the rain?" Ask Sema.
"Jaudah come on." Say Sema while grunting. But before that Desta suddenly threw his jacket at Sema. "Pake, that leather jacket. At least you're not very wet." She looked at the leather jacket in her hand. The jacket that had been attached to Desta was now given to him. "Certain Lo?" Ask Sema. No matter the girl wears a jacket Desta in the reverse position. The back is in front of it covering the front.
"Imun I'm strong."
"Broast, fever just tau tau taste." Sentences of annoyance Sema not digubris Desta. Both have now arrived at the parking lot where the Desta motorbike is located. Sema climbed up without further ado, with Desta's jacket attached to her body.
Both of them have now arrived in front of the school, the cold spread when the rain water freely touched their bodies. Even wearing a jacket Sema still feels cold, what about Desta who only wears school uniforms?
Sema did not bother to care, it was Desta who gave her own jacket.
Desta's motor drove through the streets.
"HAT ME!"
"Huh?"
"COUCH ME SEMA!"
He frowned behind the closed helmet glass. "MEANING LO WHAT?" Ask Sema. Not that he did not hear Desta's sentence but it felt a bit strange to hear the word hug out smoothly from the young man's mouth.
"COLD, HUG ME!" Shema round the eyes. "What the fuck? I told you to wait for the rain to stop. He said strong—" Sentence Sema stopped when something tried to pull his hand.
One of Desta's arms extended backwards, pulling Sema's hand just like that to hug her from behind. Slightly reduce the invading cold. "SINTING LO! OFF!" Grunts Sema, wanting to release her hand but being held back by Desta.
"This time is it." Said Desta, whether heard or not by Sema. What is clear is that Sema's hand is starting to remain silent. No more rebellion wants to take off like a few seconds ago. Even after Desta moved his hand to return to the motor handlebar, Sema's hand was still coiled in her stomach. Warm.
"Thank you." Wiry of the young man. Very clean, accompanied by a small smile that is invisible due to his full face helmet.
