VLOGS

Episode 7's

            This is the umpteenth time, Aleta watched Reta's vlog about her. Vidio lasted only two minutes, starting with the voice of Reta who greeted the fans of his vlog, followed by his abuse of Aleta, vidio himself and Biyan and lastly, he said, the closing words were also hate sentences there. And what makes Aleta upset is not playing, it could be that Reta made it a quiz with a reward of one million rupiah for youtube users who comment the most. Reta's attitude this time, managed to make Aleta lost patience.

            Surprisingly, since then Reta has not come home. It had been two hours Aleta was sitting in front of her house. Waiting for Reta with passionate emotions, but unfortunately, it has not been able to be explained because the awaited, not also show the trunk of his nose.

            Aleta watched Reta's house from the outside. Unlike usual, Reta who always turned on the headlights, now even left to die. Sad worries infiltrated his heart. As Aleta recalled, she had seen Reta take a taxi home earlier than her who was still waiting for public transportation. A moment to look at Aleta annoyed, then climbed into the taxi without saying hello.

            Reta is alone, there is no Biyan around who usually always follow wherever he goes. Although resentment still remained in her heart for Biyan, yet in Aleta's little heart, the sadness and sense of inadequacy were present so real. Plus when hearing from Salsa, if Biyan was scolded all-out after the fight this morning.

            Salsa had seen the incident for a while. Stopped off the field, as the sound of Reta loudly pierced his ear. With her own eyes, Salsa saw Biyan there, clenching her hands ready to throw a fist at Reta's face that day, wearing a thin make-up, not as usual. Lipsticks that are usually red smoldering, now even wear pink. And if noticed at that time, Reta also did not wear eyelashes that usually vibrate blaring above her eyes.

            What Salsa said, there is a point. Aleta herself had noticed Reta's makeup when she nailed him this morning. The train is not as usual. There was no fan in his hands, no fashion waist strap on his waist, even the hair he usually purposely clamped to be straight and easy to set up, now looked a little messy and only half-picked.

            Aleta turned her gaze to the door of Reta's house that was still tightly shut. There was suspicion in his heart. Reta's attitude and her appearance fused in Aleta's mind which managed to bring the anxiety present so real. Intending to find out, but Aleta herself is confused as to who to ask. It was impossible to ask Biyan. It could be that the child mocked him mercilessly because he cared for his own enemy.

            Aleta took a deep breath. Short message voice is present on the phone. Aleta quickly opened a short message that turned out to be from Bimo. The one thing Aleta hated the most, was being present on the mobile screen. As if forcing, Bimo again asked him to watch his latest vlog that he had just shared on youtube channel. Strange indeed, Bimo kayak is crazy about the world per-youtube-an. Known as a thug at school, with his fencing style, Bimo still strange in the eyes of Aleta. Guys should not, like, play youtube. It may be different if what he shares about the world of education or just traveling. It could even be culinary. Maybe if Bimo made a vidio about it, Aleta would salute him. But this isn't. Bimo always makes a vidio about his daily life which is none other than his skill in dribbling and passing it to the ring.

            Aleta opens up Bimo youtube channel. His expression was really lazy looking at the current Vidio Bimo. Aleta took a deep breath, then threw it away violently. Vidio is not open yet. The voice of a person calling out his name, managed to shock him to the point of quickly drawing a glance near the stairs. There was Biyan there, standing looking at him expressionlessly, then stepping closer.

            “If you don't like watching Vlog, don't need to see it!” the thrill again made Aleta bow her head. Out of nowhere Biyan knew that since then he was watching some vidio

belonging to friends at school. Maybe the phone was too strong until Biyan heard it. Or maybe Biyan's been watching him. Aleta raised her head, watching Biyan who was without excuse instead sitting beside her. Both legs he bent with his body rested on the wall half chest that since Aleta mandarin.

            “Ngapain is here?” aleta asked who was still looking at Biyan. The guy stared straight at the door of Reta's house. Maybe he misses, so he must be present to just meet the girl who always hurt him. But unfortunately, there was no longing in both of her eyes that Aleta was able to catch. His expression was flat, with a sharp eye.

            “Let's get caught loe's boyfriend, run out me!” connect Aleta again while looking down at her phone. Without Aleta noticing, Biyan turned her gaze towards him, smiling with both hands folded on both knees.

            “Loe scared?”

            “Now!” aleta replied quickly, staring at the two eyes it did not accept. His words were clearly mocked. Since when Aleta was afraid of the figure of Reta. He even wanted to finish him mercilessly long ago. Since it's all over just because of Reta and her family. Aleta snorted annoyedly, but unfortunately Biyan even laughed funny to find Aleta's annoyed expression.

            “Let's be afraid when you arrive, loe's burly girlfriend sees you sitting with me here.”

            Aleta fell silent. Actually, he was indeed afraid of Bimo. Bimo's rude attitude always frightened him every time. I don't know why from the beginning to be able to love the famous playboy guy. Is it because of the threat from him first, or because Bimo managed to win the heart of the famous shortsighted father.

            “Why silence? My guess is right?”

            “He's a good guy.” Aleta's voice shrieked Biyan's heart with pain. Continuously set his eyes on Aleta who was still downcast reluctantly returning her gaze. His face was covered in hair that he intentionally did not tie as usual.

            “What loe loves him?”

            Aleta pulled her gaze back down. Trying to hide everything. It felt like he was asking Biyan for help to help him escape from Bimo's shadow. It had been a long time since she wanted to be released, but the feeling in her heart that she knew what it was, made Aleta hesitant to let go. Aleta itself is still not able to interpret what the taste is in the form of love or because of the desire to have it.

            “What loe also loves Reta?” aleta asked without turning her eyes back to Biyan.

            Aleta's question succeeded in releasing Biyan's fist. There was doubt in her heart to simply answer Aleta's question. A question he had always been difficult to answer. Reta's attitude, which sometimes at will, often makes Biyan careless. But some things make him survive, one of them is about family debt that he has not been able to pay. And the other reason is, pity.

            Biyan laughed which made Aleta re-direct her gaze, puzzled. There was no happiness on Biyan's face to make her laugh. Aleta instead caught the sadness on her face and a flash of emotion in both her eyes. The two mixed feelings, making Aleta confused instead of playing. Trying to second-guess what happened, until he subconsciously pulled Biyan's gaze back toward him.

            “Don't try to guess how I feel, Al, later you can't.”

            Biyan's voice sounded painful for Aleta to accept. For a moment he gulped down his own saliva, drawing a glance in the other direction as shame was already caught investigating the guy beside him. Biyan smiled, rubbed her shoulders and leaned her head against the wall behind her body.

            “We are strange yes, equally I can answer in the same question.” Biyan made a sound again, this time with both eyes closed.

            Aleta smiled knot, “What did Reta treat you well?”

            “Yang loe see?” Aleta. “Why try asking if you already know the answer.”

            “Gue just want to make sure what I can't see.”

            “After that?” Aleta looked back at Biyan who was still staring at her. “What do you do after know more details?”

            Aleta. He really doesn't know what he should do. It's hard to think of anything if it has to do with Reta. From the very beginning she knew everything, Aleta had no intention of doing anything that put her in a difficult position, her family problems alone were enough to make things difficult for her. Moreover, it must be added to the new problems associated with Reta. Aleta refused to think about it.

            “What Bimo treats loe well?” Biyan asked the same question when she realized, Aleta did not answer.

            Aleta laughs for a moment, “Yang loe see?”

            “Same, as I see. But I don't know what's going on outside of that.”

            Aleta drew her gaze back to Biyan, a funny smile that Biyan had not reciprocated at all with the same thing. He's not smiling. The look in his eyes still looked serious to the point of making his smile, absent from his lips.

            “What will you do if you know more details about Bimo's attitude?”

            “Saving loe.”

            Aleta was silent, her smile was gone, her tongue was muffled. Biyan's quick reply sounded convincing, leaving her speechless. The two looked back in silence. There is a desire in Aleta's heart to hug Biyan this time, just shed tightness in the chest that he had been alone. Biyan said, as if giving new hope for him through everything. The entangling situation that might be resolved when he returned Biyan's hand that had been stretched out toward him. If only there was no Reta, maybe Aleta had long since grasped Biyan's hand and released Bimo who, in no way, could appreciate it.