When Potatoes Fall in Love

22

Amidst the silence of the class after the election, Nadin suddenly stood up and called a name he never mentioned at all.

“Alan !”

All the children in the history class were staring at Nadin. It was as if they had seen a shocking strange thing.

“K-you called me ?” alan asked, pointing at himself.

“Iya,” replied Nadin.

“What's up, Nadin ?” Alan returned down the aisle of the bench occupied by his people to go to the bench occupied by Nadin.

“I do not refuse to be a class representative. But, what if later I lose and disappoint everything ?” Nadin finally expressed his concern when the class leader was already in front of him.

Alan blinked his eyes several times after realizing that his guess as to what Nadin would say to him was far from his estimate.

Alan ! You're too confident to think Nadin will express his feelings for you, Alan's mind.

“So, how ?” nadin asked again after Alan still looked dumb and did not answer his question.

“Ehem. You don't have to worry. If you lose is also okay, as long as you have tried in that match. Are you friends ?” Now it was Alan's turn to ask while throwing his gaze at his people.

Simultaneously, the student in the class said “iya, it's okay” accompanied by a nod of the head sign agreed.

“That's right, everything doesn't demand you to win. Butiii, aren't you from a place called the spicy island ?” ask Alan.

“Mmm, yes,” replied Nadin while furrowing his eyebrows because Alan suddenly brought up the problem of his home region.

“Nah ! Means you have used to eat spicy dong !” welcome Alan suddenly looks excited.

“Yaaa, so it is.” Nadin still gave a look of wonder to Alan that he could not guess the contents of his mind at this time.

“Yes ! Then we have a great chance to win. Are you friends ?” tanya Alan now gave a cheerful smile to his classmates.

What does the class president mean ? Just now I was relieved after he said it was okay if I lost. But, why does he put such great hopes on me ? nadin inner with a long sigh and then sat down in his chair.

**priitt

Wooooooo

Waaaaa

Priiiitttt

Yeeee**

The sound of whistles and shouts of the students who were watching the futsal match was heard to the ears of Nadin and Dira who were sitting on the park bench. They both dissolve in their minds while enjoying the fountain that comes out of the mouth of an artificial gold fish in the middle of the garden pond. Sometimes both are seen sipping ice from straws that never escape from their lips.

“Your glass leaked, yes ?” tanya Dira intended to quip Nadin who did not spend five minutes on ice.

Sruuutttt

“Ndak tuh,” replied Nadin directly observe the bottom of his plastic glass as soon as he finished sucking the rest of the ice cube water that had melted.

“Hahaha, I was insinuating you Nadin. I asked like that because I was surprised to see your ice quickly run out,” explained Dira as she chuckled then released a straw whose tip was broken because she kept biting during the ice drink.

“Hehe. I'm thirsty,” said Nadin looks embarrassed.

“By the way, earlier why did you suddenly call Alan's name ?” tanya Dira started looking for answers from her confusion.

“You mean ?” Nadin asked back while opening the lid of his lunch box containing potato chips.

“That's a lot, usually you call Alan with call ‘chair class’. Today, why did you suddenly call out his name ? All the friends in the class were surprised to see you,” asked Dira then moved out of her chair and sat next to Nadin.

“Oooh, that one was yes. I was just spontaneous. No special reason,” explained Nadin.

“Created ?” Dira squinted his eyes at Nadin to hint that Nadin was not lying to him.

“Iya, I always call him class president because he is indeed class president. Today just happens to be, there is nothing special when I mention his name” said Nadin then began to enjoy his chips and shifted it in front of Dira.

“Pedaaaaaaaasssss !” shouted Dira as soon as his mouth felt the spicy potato chips that had been offered by Nadin. Her tears trickled without being asked after she drank the ice. He forgot that the spicy taste in the mouth will feel stronger when drinking cold drinks.

“What's that bike ?” tanya Nadin looks panicked to see Dira who occasionally pulled out her tongue that looks reddish.

Dira just nodded his head and darted running towards the canteen.

“Mana Dira ?”

“Yes Lord !” nadin chuckled as soon as the familiar voice sounded in his ears. His round eyes immediately caught the figure of Aidan who was now sitting in front of him.

“Ish ! You are a ghost, right ?! Always showing up suddenly and startling me !” ketus Nadin while looking intently at Aidan.

“You have an earache yes until the sound of my steps walking here you do not hear ?” timpal Aidan with his flat face.

“Don't talk to me ! I don't want to argue with you,” replied Nadin and then sat facing the fountain while crossing his hands on his chest.

Aidan only smiled as Nadin showed his annoyance. He also smiled because he could still see the similarity of the girl when she was a child then with now.

“You answered my question first, where is Dira ?”

“In the canteen,” ketus Nadin without turning.

“No, you keep talking to me,” said Aidan smiling.

“Mean it, you don't talk to me, Bambang ! said Dira looks more upset.

“My name is Aidan not Bambang,” said Aidan increasingly smiling widely.

Nadin immediately multiplied his gaze as soon as Aidan's smile managed to sweep away his sense of regret. He did not know why, how the smile of the teenage boy could be like magic that in an instant was able to erase his anger.

“I'm hungry,” said Aidan casually like a boss who was signaling to his maid to have her fed.

“K-If you want, just eat this.” Nadin re-offered his potato chips.

“You have ?” asked Aidan to look at the green lunch box.

Nadin just nodded his head and tried to regulate his attitude so as not to misbehave because his heart began to exercise. Without a second thought, Aidan opened the box and ate the chips inside. He coughed so much that a spicy taste filled his mouth.

“Why ?” nadin asked narrowing his eyes.

“Ti-uhuk. I was just surprised because of his spiciness,” Aidan replied as he closed his mouth.

“Do you make these chips ?” ask Aidan.

“Iya. If spicy do not eat,” replied Nadin now sitting facing Aidan.

“It's okay. I can eat it, after all this is you who made it,” said Aidan took the chips again.

What if I did it ? Do you like it ? nadin's inner self while trying to hold back her shy smile.

A few minutes later

“Aidan, your face is already red so. Don't eat anymore,” said Nadin took the chips from in front of Aidan.

“Aaah ! So spicy. Why are you torturing yourself with that bike food?” asked Aidan then sucked the fingertips and thumb he had used to eat.

“I don't torture myself, nor do I consider these chips spicy. You alone can not eat spicy,” ketus Nadin then eat the chips that have been left a little.

“Uuuh, you did not change,” said Aidan then grabbed a bottle of chocolate milk in front of Nadin.

“Eh, that's mine ! I drank it already!” pekik Nadin tried to take his milk.

“Are you not disgusted ?! At least, don't use the straw I've been wearing !” nadin's nagging due to Aidan's unusual behavior.

My disgust has gone when you used to put the lollipop you sucked into my mouth, Aidan replied inwardly, grinning. Suddenly, the prince rolled his eyes while still sucking his drink, making Nadin aghast and smiled widely.

Do I have to roll my eyes every day so that you always smile cheerfully like you do now ? inner Aidan enjoyed Nadin's cheerful smile.

The next day, Nadin rushed to the second floor above the history class after the match he participated in was finished. Today he and his team-mates got the second champion for a volleyball match. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found no one on the second floor.

“Ya Tuhaaan,” shrewd Nadin closed his eyes tightly while continuing to tightly grip his right wrist with great pain after being used to play volleyball. He slumped to the floor because he endured the pain and fatigue felt at this time.

Cuit cuit

📩Dira :

Nadin, where is it ? I found you, where did you run to finish playing ? Let's go to the canteen.

📨Me :

I'm gonna change clothes first. You go first.

📩Dira :

Noooaaakkkkk. You change it first. When you're done, chat me.

📨Me :

Ja.

“Haaaahhh.” Nadin was fluttering on the slippery brown ceramic floor along with his breath. He planned to take a five-minute break and then change clothes so that Dira would not have to wait long.

“Nadin,” call Saka who is currently standing not far from Nadin.

“Yes God,” peeked Nadin held his chest in surprise.

Why do men like to show up all of a sudden ? inner Nadin.

“What are you doing alone here ?” saka asked as she approached Nadin who also stood up.

“Rest, Brother,” replied Nadin and then showed a thin smile.

“So I watched your game, your game was good. Congratulations yes.” Saka smiled then threw his gaze down the building where he was at the moment.

“Thank you,” said Nadin who already understood Saka's intention to say his last sentence. He also stepped his feet to the side so as not to stand too close to his upperclassman.

“Why are you getting away from ?” ask Saka astonished.

“I stink of sweat, Brother.” replied Nadin.

Saka smiled and looked like a snort towards Nadin.

“You do not smell, just relax,” said Saka increasingly smiling widely.

“Eh ? Though I thought it smelled.” Nadin also snorted himself who had been bathed in sweat.

After school, Nadin sat next to Dira who had repeatedly looked at his watch. He occasionally snorted annoyed because the car and the driver who was in charge of picking him up did not come. Meanwhile, Nadin remained faithful to accompany him who had moved his legs to and fro because of anxiety.

“Sabar, maybe there is something to be done by your driver,” said Nadin to calm Dira.

“But he should have called or given a message if it was too late. Huh, annoying. You so wait a long time, but you have to immediately treat your hand,” oceh Dira now see Nadin's right hand is slightly swollen.

“You don't have to feel guilty, I'll be here until someone picks you up.” Nadin said.

“Thank you, Nadin,” reply Dira put her head on Nadin's shoulder.

“Oh yes, Sunday after reportage sharing. The friends in our class are planning to go on vacation. We will stay at my house near the beach, you come with ?” tanya Dira lifted her head from Nadin's shoulder. His facial expression was clearly hoping that Nadin would be willing to come along.

“Vacation yes,” shrewd Nadin stared blankly at the slightly quiet highway during the day.

“Let him play by himself, who told him to come along. Who will play with potatoes. Hahaha.”

The sentence again appeared clearly in Nadin's memory. A clear sentence uttered by Ami was then greeted by comments in the form of ridicule from the male friend and the female bully.

“Sorry Dira, I can't come,” Nadin said staring at Dira.

“Why ?” tanya Dira showed a gloomy face.

How is this ? I can't possibly tell Dira why I don't want to come.

“I..-”

“Can't you come on Sunday ? Then let's go the next day. I will tell other friends about the change of plan so you can come,” added Dira.

“Dira, actually I do not like to go on vacation,” Nadin said.

“Why ?” ask Dira who was surprised, because this is the first time he found a girl who does not like to vacation.

“The other friends always ask you will come or not. Come on, just once, Nadin. I don't want them talking bad about you for not wanting to hang out with them,”.

“Get like what ? Didn't I occasionally talk to them ?”

“Hmmm, that's not enough Nadin. You're too shut down. So, they assume you are picky friends.”

Nadin just kept quiet not commenting on Dira's remarks. His mind raged to determine how to respond to Dira's sentence.

“Nadin, come dong. Show them you're not like that. Come with ya ?”

“I can't, Dira. Didn't I tell you the reason?”

“Times I have to tell them your real reason ?”

“Then, just say I'll visit my father on Sunday. I'll really go in that day.”

“You can go another day. ”

“Dira, don't force. I still won't go.”

“It seems you don't think of me as your friend. That's why you don't want to come.”

“Not so, you're my friend.”

“Eatya, let me know why you don't like vacationing.”

“Sorry Dira, I don't want to discuss this.”

“What is the difficulty of telling a story ? You just have to talk, right ? Actually, I also do not like people who close themselves,” said Dira who had unconsciously made Nadin offended by his words.

Deg

Nadin was surprised and could not believe that Dira would say such a sentence to him.

“From the beginning, I tried to avoid you and I never asked to be your friend. If you don't like people who close themselves. Why are you asking me to be friends ? If you don't like it, you can play with others.

Not long after Nadin finished his sentence, the car that picked up Dira finally came. The atmosphere became awkward as Dira was about to move from her seat.

“A-I'll go home first. You be careful,” said Dira.

“Iya, you are also careful,” reply Nadin saw the departure of Dira.