When you kissed me

Satu

The morning rain is an irritating thing for a 16-year-old girl who still carves dreams under a blanket. There is an excess of laziness to wake up immediately, while the rain continues to take turns attacking the trees that are getting tired due to their braking. Sometimes the rain is cruel. But try to think about the impact. After invading the foliage, will it not be the life of every living plant?

Hooaamm...

The blanket was exposed. His eyes are starting to open. “What time is sakarang?” His eyes were fixed on the wall clock hanging on his study table. Still six over ten.

“Non. Wake up noon.”

Someone's voice called out from behind the door. There was a box duster on his shoulder. The one inside just evaporated.

“Come Non. It's noon.” Shouts again.

“Iya. It's awake.”

His steps flocked to the bathroom located in his room. Dilucinya pajamas attached to his body with a half-sloped body propped on the wall then watering his body from the tip of the hair to spread to the feet using a shower.

Moli Anggiana Saputri's.

That's name. A spoiled girl and a little wayward. Are some teenagers really bad? But not without reason, he is like that is none other than because his parents are always busy with their work. Lack of love and understanding is the reason.

The sound of rustling rain is still heard beating the roof of the house with a perfect braking. Take a white uniform suit of ash in the closet, spray parfume right left and powder right. Okay, beautiful as always. Don't forget to put the book in the bag. Good thing last night the task of Bu Tiara has been done.

“Breakfast first Non.” Mbok Ijah said when the master went down the stairs. Mbok Ijah is Moli's assistant and supervisor. He has been with Moli since the age of five. At first the mbok only worked half a day, but after the departure of the Grandmother, he was assigned to take care of Moli in this palace bath house.

“What same hope Mbok?” Moli sat with a bag on her lap. His clothes poked slightly from his gray skirt is typical of high school children, he said.

“Fried rice Non.” Answer The mbok. His hands were still wiping the dishes stacked next to the sink.

Bribe after bribe does not taste fried rice was exhausted. Only two slices of cucumber remain at the end of the plate. “Ujang Pak!” his sudden scream made mbok Ijah stepped in shock.

“Si eNon makes shocked.”

“Pak Ujang's. Old called also.” Spray Moli when Pak Ujang is in front of him.

Mr. Ujang who was draining water in the basement approached the young lady. “Iya Non. Excuse me. Let's go.”

06.40 WIB

The car was traveling at a moderate speed. Of course, because they are still in the hunt to get into school. The atmosphere of the street is a little loose but cloud cover makes the scene so difficult to see. Maybe some of them broke out of the house because of the presence of the Rain. Why is rain always an excuse? The pity. Profitable or annoying?

“Pak later do not need to pick up. I'd like to stop by temen.” house Moli said as she got out of her car.

“Good Non..”

Moli ran with her head closed. He ran down the aisle to his class on the second floor.

“Hi Mol..” Sapa Mia's. His best friend whom he had known since first grade Junior High. A friend who always looks like a man. His hair cut into pieces is more like a maco guy. Fortunately, she still wears a skirt. If you wear pants can be a lot of girls who have a crush.

“Hi also..” replied Moli while flicking her shirt and skirt that was slightly wet with rain.

“Not ushered?” mia asked who glanced at Moli.

“Di anterin but only nyampe in front doang.” Definitely a little sewot. Mia Mah did not understand.

“Hi gays!” Sapa Fani who is Moli's best friend as well. He knew her when he went to High School. It looks different to Mia. Fani is much more feminine and can even be said to be too feminine. Yes That's Fani the girl who likes to dance. Even her makeup collection was countless.

“Lo Rainy Mol?” Fani asked chuckling looking at Moli's slightly wet clothes.

Moli glared with her arms unfastened to flick her skirt. “Trouble?”

“Ngak.” Saur Fani is instantly engrossed with a mirror in her right hand.

“Good morning everyone!” Sapa bu Tiara's.

“Again, Bu.”

Bu Tiara walked up to her desk in the corner by the window. There was a 5 cm book in his hand. He began to pass on one by one his students.

“Sorry I'm late,” Say someone from behind the door.

“Diki? Please enter. Next time don't be late again.” Bu Tiara warned. Diki nodded and walked towards her desk in the very back row.

“Psstt, where are you from?” asked Moli curiously.

Diki. “There was business earlier.”

“Ooo”

Diki is Moli's lover. Their relationship

it has been running for about 4 months. Until now their relationship is always good, although actually Moli has not found a reason that can make her accept the love of Diki.

Fani raised her butt slightly, her hand grabbed Moli's shoulder. “Mol, It will be noon so right?”

Moli looked lazy. “Iya, I've been saying goodbye to the house earlier.”

“Sipp deh, if so Elo also follow ya.” elbow Fani on Mia.

“You are joining ngantin?” Moli asked Diki who was busy with her phone.

“Still full.”

“Ya I've been first.”

Diki is still busy packing her cellphone, to make Moli sing her thin lips. Diki saw a whatsapp message. I don't know who that's from, nobody knows.

Mia first sat on the chair, her legs crossed with her hands propped up her chin. “Mol, Lo again do not fight the same Diki?”

Moli. “No, why?”

“It looks like Diki is very funny, I think again fight.”

Moli snorted then confirmed her collar which was City Xx. “No, usually rich gini right?”

“Bener also si.” Mia mangosteen mangosteen. Then turned to one soto bowl that had just been delivered to his desk by the canteen Mother. “But too cute anyway according to me.”

Fani who was still busy playing her phone suddenly elbowed Moli's arm. “Lo dating same Diki but no friendly like.”

“Ye! you think intimacy should be in that umbar?” spray Moli.

I love to bummer the Fani. Kan be a little bit insinuated because it is actually dating them far from the word friendly anyway. But it's better, let's not do anything weird. Aren't you? As long as Diki is loyal and dear, why should it be in trouble?

“But yes Mol, if I were elo, I would not be at home dating Diki, too adem rich refrigerator in my home.”

Fani's story is sometimes a lot of actually. Many girls out there prefer to end a relationship because their partner is too indifferent. For women the most desired is a gentle attitude and a caring. Did Moli receive those two from Diki?

Moli did not heed Fani's chattering that slightly offended her. He could never be angry at his friend. Because some of the talk is always true. Perhaps this heart alone is too what it is that prefers further than stopping for just one insignificant reason.

“Yang jalanin si Moli, Elo ribet.” Spray Mia while pinching Fani's head with a used spoon to bribe soto.

“Ihh... dirty know! Jorok lo mah!”

“Eatya diem! Nyerocos mulu rich my neighbor.”

Moli laughed at the behavior of her two friends. This is why Moli can never be angry if one of them insinuates or offends him, because they are almost always with him. Even if only outside his palace and back to quiet if He returned in the empty house.

A few steps before arriving at Fani's car, someone reprimanded him from behind.

“Bome with yuk.” Bring Diki.

“Eh Diki.”Half-toed moli. “Sory. I promised to go to Fani.”'s house

Diki was shaking her lips. “Yahhh, Home yourself dong.”

“No papa yes.” Moli held softly Diki's hand.

“He deh. Tomorrow morning I pick ya.”

“Oke.”

Diki passed away to where her car was parked. Moli returns to her two best friends who are waiting for her in the car.

“Old ah!” Chirps Fani when Moli is sitting in her car. Moli sneered then reached into the phone in her left pocket looking at the notification on her instagram account.

“Actually we want to do the hell to elo house?” asked Mia who chose to lie in the back seat.

“Nemenin I walk later tonight.”

“Gue won't bring Fan's change of clothes." Moli Protest.

“Gue also.” connect Mia.

“Allahuakbar!” Shouted Fani arrived when he hit someone who was crossing the road in front of his car. Moli who was downcast immediately fell into the front seat until her phone bounced under the seat. While Mia fell from the seat to the bottom because of her sleeping position. But also the head, Fani is careless!

“Down come! Look who we hit.” Said Moli who directly got down from the car looking at the figure that was hit.

The man tried to stand up and lift back his collapsed bicycle.

“Lo not papa?” moli asked while helping the man stand up. His knee was bleeding and there was a scratch on his arm.

“Heh boy! See see dong if jalan.” Spray Fani with high tone. He did not feel guilty for what happened to the boy.

Moli pinched her arm with bulging eyes. “Asaan anyway lo? Please kek.”

Fani is still cute and throwing her face away.

“SMP Back to Ugalan!” spray Fani again.

“Fani!” mia and Moli's. Fani snorted and got back into the car.

“Lo first. Let me help him.” Moli said to Mia who was still standing next to him.

Moli took the man to the sidewalk. “You want me anterin to the hospital?” moli asked as she wiped the blood on the man's knee with the handkerchief she was carrying.