When you kissed me

Ten

“Iya this on the way there..”.

Yoga hung up on him pulling his backpack tighter.

“Gue first yes..”

Yoga took his bike in the parking lot. Then passed leaving Doni who was scratching his head that did not itch. “why the child?”

“Bareng yuk..” The familiar voice shocked Moli who was reading a message from Fani.

Moli looked up lazily. He could not help but see the man who had gotten off the black BMW. “I anterin yuk... than nungguin pak Ujang..”.

Moli glanced at the car covered in black glass that belonged to Diki. I don't think there's a super-tiny witch. Where's Dia?

“Kok bengong anyway... ayok..”.

From a distance there were a pair of eyes that saw them, a sight that he should not have encountered. Yoga sitting on his bike looked at them with a slight pain in the heart.

“Udah picked up his girlfriend turned out.” Yoga sighed then turned around to undo the intention of picking her up.

“No need... I want to be picked up by Ujang aja sir..” replied Moli lied.

“But this is overcast you know.. later to test...”.

“Biarin... Have you come home... I do not papa here.”.

“But Mol..”.

Moli pushed Diki into her car. “Udah I want to be alone..”

Diki finally gave up. He got into the car and passed. Moli looked at the car until she could no longer see it. Diki didn't flinch in his car. “What Moli mad at ya?” His inner. Diki turns out to be unaware of Moli's jealousy towards her. The proof is that he does not know what is wrong with Moli actually until Moli is so indifferent to him.

Surprisingly, Moli prefers to go home with Yoga instead of Diki. He had already sewot on his because of the Lia. Snake chick is more precise, or something.

It turns out that Diki's words are true. The rain fell with a swift slap on the streets. The wind made the rain blow soaked himself who was still sitting at the bus stop waiting for someone who had not yet appeared.

The cold started to pierce. The rain is getting harder on anything that can be reached. “Kok Yoga long ago really... cold me..”.

Moli crossed her hands in front of her chest to reduce the cold. The sound of lightning striking suddenly made the cold angel jumped in shock. Then cover his ears with both hands. He crouched down to hold back the fear.

An hour passed. With trembling hands Moli reached into the phone in her left pocket looking for someone's number.

“Halo... “answer from sebrang.

His teeth started to hit each other because of the cold. “Elo where no one has come yet.”.

Yoga frowns trying to digest the word Moli. “Where is Moli?”

“Aaa!!”

I heard screams from behind the phone. Not only was the scream heard, but it was raining with a very loud thunder. Yoga gets up from the bed. “Halo kak Moli where?”

“Gue is still at the bus stop. Said he'd pick up..”.

Last word before the phone disconnected.

Yoga who began to panic immediately ngibrit looking for his Motorcycle key, hooked his black jacket hanging behind the door. Before leaving the house he had a sharp look at the face of Diki who was sitting in the living room while smoking.

“What do you see see?” spray Diki that is not covered by Yoga.

He wears a helmet in the garage and drives his bike at full speed. Consciously or unconsciously he rides the Motorcycle without wearing a raincoat. Let it be, the important thing is that he can see the girl first.

Yoga continues to travel through the rain. Fifteen minutes later Yoga arrived at the bus stop. The girl was still curled up to cover her head on her two knee legs. Yoga took off the helmet and then rushed to him.

“Kak Moli..”

Moli. Her eyes were puffy and there were a few tears that might have started to dry up. His lips turned cold.

Yoga holding her shoulders helps her stand up then in her arms tightly. “Sorry Brother Moli.. sorry..”.

“Gue fear... Elo nasty Ga!”

The crying sounded back. “Yes geez... I'm really sorry.” the hug gets tighter. Tega once he left his angel under his torrential rain. Cruel!

Moli pushing hugs Yoga. He hit his chest hard. “Elo nyebelin! Hwaaaa!” her crying became more.

“Iya I'm sorry..” Yoga hugged him back. This time Moli returned the hug, she buried her head in the wet chest of Yoga. But it can reduce the cold all over his body.

“Lo where the hell?” Moli looked up to face Yoga who was still hugging her. “ I'm afraid..”

Yoga just stared at Moli. Her heart was sliced because it had made this beautiful angel cry in coldness. “I swear I Bener Apologize..”.

“Gue thought I'd gone home with my girlfriend.”.

Moli pushed Yoga until her embrace was released. “Who said?”

“So I saw kok..”

Brow wrinkled. There was still a small amount of water slipping in his eyes. “So it was elo here?”

Yoga nodded. “Iya.. I guess Moli's sister in the same atar boyfriend.. so I'm a puter back..”.

Moli snorted stomping her one leg. “Gue did not go home with him.. earlier I did not want to be invited. right I have asked to pick up elo.” His face was pouting from Yoga.

This beautiful angel refused his girlfriend's invitation to wait for me? Is it really like that? Yoga shuddering. Between the cold and the happy jump inside his body. He wants to hear it again. “Moli refused Diki's invitation for Gue?” yoga murmured with a hidden smile on his face.

“Yes sorry I don't know.” Yoga pulled that slender waist and hugged it back. “Maafin yes..” Whisper in Moli's ear.

Moli did not reply She tightened her arms back when the sound of lightning roared in her ears.

Yoga took off the hug then held onto Moli's two cheeks. “You come home or wait to subside?”

Moli looked at Yoga who was also staring at her. His arms are still coiled around Yoga's waist. “Go back... It's wet too right?”

“No fear of lightning..” his lead flicked Moli's nose.

“Ngak!”

****

The room feels so bland. Stuffy even though there is an ace stuck on the wall of the east side of the room. The distinctive aroma of the ER room spread throughout the room making the girl prefer to try to close her eyes. The fertigo he felt made him vomit when he attacked that time so he had to lie helplessly in a hospital.

Door no 21 is open. The sound of someone's footsteps broke the silence. “Udah improved Fan..”

Mia came in with a fruit parcel. Then put it on the table next to the bed. Then sit on a chair facing Fani who is lying limp. “Kok can? Lo why?

Fani looked up to close her eyes for a while while adjusting her rather heavy breathing. “Fertigo I relapsed.. already about a year ago I am not rich gini... uh friday again..”.

Mia rubbed the warm jidat. Face pale. He was concerned that the usually nosy and chatty girl was now lying weakly in a white blanket in a quiet room.

“Our parents haven't been here?”

“Udah was..nearly nyapuin I ate.. keep back again to Toko.”.

The white phone beside his arm shook. There was a call from someone. “Halo..”

“Fani! How are you doing?”

The loud noise from behind the phone keeps it away from near the ear. Feeling of a shrill in the ear. “Buset nih boy... don't need as fast as that time... I just sick not budeg!”.

Moli laughs. “iya sory.. I worry say...”.

“Sorry I haven't been able to see you... tomorrow yes..”.

“Serah elo..”.

Mia just silently looked at Fani who was chatting with Moli. For him, this friendship is unique. We always talk about what we are. There is no secret between us. Friends forever!

Tut. Moli laid her body on the bed. Her hair was still wet wrapped in a blue towel on her head. The coldness that had entered him earlier had already gradually disappeared. Moli again sat down to see yoga sleeping in the sova located in her room. He was wearing a black T-shirt owned by Moli. Pretty fitting anyway. Not bad to wear a guy either. Heheh.

The wall clock is showing at six in the afternoon. Moli took the hairdryer she kept in the closet. His loud noise disperse the still-sleeping Yoga Dream. He nodded then stretched his muscles. His eyes were open when I rubbed them with both hands.

“Hoooaaaammmm..”

Moli smiled then turned off the hairdryer. “Gue thought not going to wake up.” Kekeh Moli who started combing her long hair in front of the mirror. Yoga looks at that slender body. It's very pretty. It's lucky that a man could have it.

“Sorry yes to that..”

The comb is now lying on the dresser. Moli turned to approach Yoga who was sitting on the sova. He sat with his legs crossed. “Gue ask for rewards for elo deed..” Moli pointed at Yoga's nose that was bloated like a rabbit's nose.

His eyebrows are now played a sign of whether Yoga is ready to meet the desires of Moli or not.

“Can yes I ask something as a sign sorry elo to me..”

Yoga throws his mouth. “What? If you can do not the strange strange.”.

“Yeee..

“Keep what?..”

Moli tapped her nose with her index finger trying to figure out what to ask of Yoga. A few seconds later Moli snapped her finger.

“Gue wants a super-large Teddy doll, with a ribbon on the neck that reads Love on his chest and should be yellow.”

Yoga mouth open. His eyes were round hearing Moli's actual words a little troublesome. “Yes there is a teddy doll yellow color.” Yoga sighing. “Search where am I?”

Moli shrugged her shoulders unconcerned. The point is that his wish must be realized. “As much as you want to know where, anyway, you have to get. Point!”

Yoga leaned his back on the sova trying to figure out where he should find the big bear. What a strange request! Why not jump from a height and then plunge into the pool. It's easier, isn't it?

“Iya I'm looking-in..” Yoga shakes the hair of Moli that has not dried completely. Then get up and go home. Can be more sprayed later if until night has not been seen at home. The magic grandmother sneered at him later. It could not be him who immediately hit the glare of his sharp eyes, but his mother that can be affected.

“Gue turning... fear of overnight..”.

“Iya... already sono..”.

Moli pushed Yoga until her steps were no longer visible in her eyes.

Moli sighed softly with a smile that began to fall on her lips. It felt more colorful when with the boy than when with Diki who was the perfect is as his lover. There is something deeper in Yoga that Diki does not have. I don't know if Moli hasn't found him.

Now he curled up on a pillow roll wrapped in a blanket until a smooth snoring sounded a few minutes later.

Yoga put his motorbike into his garage. The living room lights look dark like they were yesterday. After putting the helmet on the handlebar of his motorbike he walked open the door slowly. There's nobody there. The house is deserted. “Where are people?.. new travel hours more already quiet...”

Don't care much. Yoga rushed into his room. His feeling was relieved when he returned to the witch's house was no longer there. Peaceful feeling...

Yoga threw his backpack on the floor and reached into his phone in his left chest pocket. I got a message from my mom.

Mama

Ga.. mama again sent Oma to Bandung. At most one day. You're at home with Diki...

A message from Mama. Yoga speechless. His mind was floating somewhere. Her mom stayed at the witch's house? Just be right. Yoga shuddering. “Kok want mama taken there?”

Bad shadows are starting to penetrate her brain. Her beloved mother is now in the nest of the proud people of her husband's family. Is mom going to be okay? Who will defend him when insults happen to him?

Yoga imagined it until his eyes fell deep into a dream that could not explain its complexity.

06.20 WIB

“Please wait here...” answered while playing his car keys.

Shortly thereafter the one in question appeared with his sling bag. “Ngak same Lia right?.” asked Moli without stale bases. Then he stuck the bag on his right shoulder.

Diki smiled. “Ngak kok.. today is special for you.”

Ck! Do you make that snake tomorrow? Mean what? Can't take turns that's dong! Moli rolled her eyes and got into the car.

“Today there is no event?” diki asked Moli who was putting on her seatbelt.

“You can see Fani in the hospital..”.

“Fani sick? Since when?”

“Two days ago..”

“I'm coming yes..”

“Oke.”

Lia was already sitting in her chair in the classroom. His left hand was playing a pencil while his right hand was sorting his phone. Sometimes her eyes glanced at Mia who was sitting on the west side of her seat. “Melirik mulu! Juling new know the taste of lo!” grumbled Mia while holding back a laugh.

“Mia...” Moli ran over to Mia who was sitting alone in following Diki's steps behind her. He looked at Lia who was indifferent to him. Ck!

“Later afternoon look Fani right?”

Moli rubbed her skirt then sat up to arrange her ass to fit in her sitting position. “Close to fruit kiosk first yes..”

“OK..”.

“For Ga...” greet Lia on yoga.

“Morning also..”

Lia shifted her chair closer to Yoga. His left hand propped his chin staring at the face of Yoga who was wiping his slightly dirty table. “Ga you have no event later in the afternoon?”

“There... after school I want to join Moli and Fani... you come with me..”.

“Why do you see Lia all?” Spray Mia on Diki. “Friends isn't it?” either

Lia pursed her lips in dislike. How to do Fani the chatty girl. Not his friend either. More precisely the enemy. But if not join the same justin they both road dong? “OK deh Follow..”

That answer made Moli and Mia round their eyes. While Lia sneered cynically. “Rasain Lo!” her inner.

Around three o'clock in the afternoon Yoga goes around to each shop looking for teddy bear. He is not alone there is a loyal Doni accompany him hunting bears without having to know the use for what. He is the most important in the feeding process. Yoga friends this one do not want to eat. He is ready to be taken anywhere as long as there is a food reward. So said.

“You search where else..” asked Doni when they stopped at a park. “What do you do about bears? Make a girlfriend... As far as I know you don't have a boyfriend?”

Yoga got off his bike, opened his phone searcing Google looking for info a doll shop. “Whisper lo... diem napa!”

Doni snorted and glared then sat down in the long chair. While Yoga still stands in line with the screen of his phone. “Duh! Find where else I am..”

“Yuk continue aja..” Yoga again put a helmet on his head in the follow up with Doni with a step of gontai lazing.

“Pick!”

“Iya.. this is cepet.”

An hour ago, Moli visited Fani, who was lying in the hospital. They chatted with laughter that sometimes appeared on their lips. Lia who was bored just silently stared at the phone screen playing her favorite game. While Diki sometimes follow their chat nimbruk. “by talking how can you get sick Fan?”

“Gue sometimes gini, fertigo I can not guess when the emergence.” Fani answered Diki's question.

“Lo ketchup-an time.” connect Moli. While holding the hand of Fani who was on the infusion.

“Can be.” timpal Mia.

Lia got up because of the already unbearable boredom. “Udah let's go home Dik, justin the three of them, I've laper.”

Before being answered by Diki, Fani especially duku nyerocos gushed Lia. “Why are you coming? It doesn't matter here either. Go home by yourself gih sono.”

Both of his hands clenched to hear the ravings of Fani. “Eh I said the same Diki yes not the same elo!”

“Lagian why do you come anyway? Make room stuffy!” spray Fani again.

With a look of hatred Lia looked at the three of them. Aware of what would happen next Diki pulled Lia's arm carrying her outside the room. “Let's go home, don't make it.”

“Kok you so narik me gini anyway, kasir!” pissed off Lia with her legs stomped.

“This is a hospital yes, I don't want you to make it.”

Diki led Lia home. Long time troublesome this chick. It turns out that his spoiled nature is outrageous still stuck until now. Even because of this the chick's relationship with Moli is a little loosened like a drawer that is detached from the pants.

“Gue wonder as well as girls, already know that Diki has a girlfriend, but the muzzle rich stamps.” Cerocos Fani half raised her slightly slumped head from the pillow.

Moli who was peeling an apple just snorted. They do not know the time if it may be like punching the girl to the clenger and do not need to wake up again. His hatred has spread throughout his body. If it wasn't for being dear to Diki, I'd have sent him to the desert the next time he did.

“If possible, I have packed, I keep throwing it into the ravine.”

Fani and Mia laughed while Mia was focusing on her phone screen. Swipe then press again with his thumb.

Mia turned her head to look at him for a while then turned to look at Fani who was also looking at him half squinting her eyebrows.

“Chatingan equals who's the boy?”

Mia groped clinging to Moli's arm while peeking curiously. His eyes catch a contact name printed at the top of the corner of the phone screen.

Yoga.

Mia's forehead wrinkled. “Who Yoga?”

“What is lo kepo deh.” Moli shifted Mia with her right elbow. Moli still continued typing on her phone with a hint of laughter adorning her lips.

“Who is Mol, kepo know me, elo affair ya.”

A story floated right on Mia's forehead. Fani chuckles. “Internally!”

“Esay tell me.” saur Mia who is stroking the former teakai Moli.

A subtle sigh sounded from Moli's mouth. She put her phone in her skirt pocket again. He likes to be curious about Mia and Fani. Ck!. At most if it has been told only round the mouth in the form of O. Not entirely?

“Who the hell??” timpal Fani's.

“Meet.”

which “Adek? As far as I know, you're an only child.”

Mia blinked her eyes trying to confirm Moli's words. “Yakin elo it has adek?”

Seeing the seriousness of his two best friends Moli suddenly laughed to hit the edge of the bed that was slept by Fani to sway. They both hang out. “Serious ih!” mia's upset. He shifted his chair a few centimeters away from Moli.

“Emang recess nih Anak!”

Moli cleared her throat stopping her laughter which made her stomach ache. “Gue where have adek ****.”

“Terus?”

“Keep what's it?”

Mia kicked the leg of the chair that supported Moli's body until it clucked against the floor. “Nyebelin lo mah, I snitch also long ago.”

“Iya sory, Be calm okay, here I tell you.”

Fani and Mia approach Moli who starts to move her thin lips. “Not who is just a friend.”

Suddenly they both sighed backwards in their original position. “Oath son, I want to fall.

Fani turned her body tilted towards the wall, turning her back to Moli and Mia. “No fun lo.”

They're silent for a moment. Looks like Moli is thinking about how to tell them. Not a difficult thing indeed, but what their response after hearing his speech later. Moli bit her lower lip glancing at her two companions who were still silent.

“Yoga it, the man who nolongin me when I was almost in the same chafing guy.”

Fani who had originally started not caring who it was, now turned her body to face Moli in wonder. Mia who was silent also looked at him questioningly. “You mean the boy that Fani hit?”

Moli nodded.

“So you're still in touch with him?” Typal Fani with a strange look.

Why should Fani ask that question? He does not yet know the nature of yoga. “Ngot Just related instead, I also often meet Him.”

The two of them looked at Moli with their mouths agape. Looks like Moli is possessed by a banyan ghost in the back of the school building. How can a Moli want to connect with a Junior High boy. Yes, even if it's just a friend or what is the term. Persambet emang him.

“Don't ngliatin that's also kali.” Moli patted both of her hands to make them both shut their mouths.

“Wait Mol, the intention of often meeting it, elo often walk together or just meet coincidence?”

Mia shifted her chair again while lifting her legs resting on her one more leg. Fani was still silent from being confused herself.

“Not often walk anyway? But he used to play at my house.”

“What?”

Shouted both of them. “Serious?”

Moli got up and walked towards the window decorated with blue curtains of hospital color. His eyes looked out looking at the hithertoed vehicle that looked more like a child's toy. Too small in sight.

Mia and Fani look at each other at the shoulder lift sign of confusion.

“Gue comfortable if there is him.”

Moli turned to look at her two best friends who were still staring at her. “He is good with me, even He is always there for me, quiet I started ilang.”

Mia approached Moli. His hand pulled the curtains that blocked his view. He didn't speak just looking at Moli's face. He seemed to understand what Moli was feeling. He knows Moli's life. Starting from being always ignored to not being cared for by his parents. Mia knows very well about that.

“Don't lo like the boy yes.” chirps Fani guessing nebak.

“What the hell lo, yes not!”

Moli was still staring out the glass window. His breath bounced until steamy stuck to the glass. “Gue likes him, but as my adek, nothing more. He's also a lot easier than me right?”

Mia patted Moli's shoulder slowly. “So good his elo aja, the important he is good same lo.”

Mia's thinking was indeed the most mature of the two of them. He can always come up with a word that can make someone more calm or at least be able to believe in yourself. Moli is very grateful to have Mia in her life, as well as Fani who makes the atmosphere more melted with her chatter that sometimes more unfit.

Doni began to fatigue following the direction where Yoga went. While the day is getting dark. Street lights were lit up along the city streets. Azan Magrib Yoga pulled his motorcycle over in the mushola yard.

“Capek I ngintilin elo. Know my gini at home aja.” Spray Doni while removing the helmet attached to his head.

“Nevent to sewot. Enter prayer first, then you ngomel again.”

“Bangke lo!”

Fifteen minutes later Yoga and Doni came out of the mushola. His plan of hunting the Bear's catch will be on. But the Doni had already sewed away from exhaustion. Yoga finally relented and chose to go home.

still going yaaakkk

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