When you kissed me

Tujubelas

In the morning Moli prefers to be alone in the library, after previously he went to class to put his bag. Perhaps only in the library could his mind be a little more relaxed, Lagian Mia and Moli also did not come.

Moli sat in the long chair no 3, in the room there were only about ten residents including Bu Widya the library guard. His hand opened the book in front of him, but only played without intending to read it. Comforting himself is not easy, all night Moli tried to divert her mind about the incident where He fought with his Beloved but never succeeded.

His phone rang indicating there was a chat from someone.

Mia

Where's Mol? Drive to the basketball court!”

Read.

Moli bit her lower lip with a frown. Why go to the basketball court? Is there a match?

From behind the glass window of the library, the sound of running footsteps could be heard so clearly. Students ran to the basketball court. Moli popped her head out through the door looking over to find out what was going on. He followed the mob. In the middle of the field there was Diki and Daren who were fighting. While Lia was among them trying to stop the quarrel that almost happened until Tara came to separate them.

“From on you fight rich snot kid! Mending to basketball. Who wins is entitled to determine the will!”

Almost all of Xi's students were gathered there. Moli barged past the crowd to stand right on the sidelines. In the middle of the field there were already Diki and Daren seniors from class Xii. They compete one on one on Tara's proposal that almost makes them fight. Looks like something is being mentioned by them.

Moli wasn't very interested in seeing them. He was surprised, the match was just so noisy watch all. Moli was about to turn around but her arm was pulled by Mia and Fani.

“Wait! Here aja first..”

“Males ah! It's just a basketball game...what's good anyway.”.

Moli continued to step away from the crowd. Why watch? He's still mad at Diki from last night. Doesn't it matter if you have to see a child?

“Ih bentar first Mol..” Fani stretched her hand out in front of Moli so that she would stop stepping.

From the left side Mia took Moli's hand back into the basketball court. “See briefly come.. later also you are surprised.”

Moli snorted in annoyance with her feet on the floor. “Iya ayok!”

The crowd was getting crowded when Diki managed to win the match. Moli's eyes stopped at one point where Lia was standing with a small towel and a bottle of drink on the sidelines.

While in the middle of the field Diki and Daren are fighting mouth throwing arguments each.

“Gue will not disturb Lia... record it!” His index finger pushed down Daren's chest which was glaring at him.

Diki indifferently left Daren who still continued to cynically stare at him. It seems Daren is so upset by Diki's actions that he thinks it's outrageous. What's wrong if he wants to get close to Lia? That's everyone's right, right?

Moli who had just looked at them from a distance began to wonder what was going on. To the west of Diki was standing with a bottle of drink previously held by Lia. Seeing that Moli's feelings began to flare up again.

“Heh! I don't need to wait for approval

from lo to deketin Lia ya! So you don't have to deny me!” daren's loud voice was heard by all the students who were still gathered there. No doubt with Moli who so clearly heard what Daren said.

Before leaving the field Daren had squinted his eyes at Diki sign this fight is not over. Diki only snorted with her hand rubbing the girl's hair unconsciously there were two eyeballs staring at her cynically.

What does Diki really want? And what's going on. Moli slammed her ass in the back garden chair of the school building. He prefers to stay away now, although curiosity keeps pushing him to a question he wants to throw at Diki.

Beside the right Mia sat with her legs raised one played a dry leaf that fell on her hair. While on the left there is Fani who prefers to be busy with her phone. Yes, even though he actually wanted to ask something, but He paled because he saw Moli's pouting face.

“Mol... you don't want to know about that?” mia asked breaking the silence.

Fani who actually from earlier was enthusiastic immediately nimbruk questions Mia. He lifted his legs until his sitting position straddled on the long chair facing Moli who was flicking her long nails.

“Iya Mol... you don't want to know why?”

“Why it comes.. bodo time I mah..”

Hearing Moli's reply, Fani immediately pinched Moli's arm hard.

“Songong is really a girl... firmly little cake!”

“Lha why should I? And why the same thing?” timpal Moli's. His hand stroked his left arm which was flushed red due to Fani's pinch.

“Originally you know yes... was Diki and Daren was almost fighting just because ngrebutin the snake it... fortunately only Tara mediated them... otherwise, can bonyok them both.” Mia is serious.

Moli was silent trying to look at what she had just heard from Mia's mouth. Why did Diki not let Lia get close to other men? He feels unfair. Last night he forbade Yoga to meet him again and now it's Lia.

“Take sure of the story?”

Moli looked at Mia's face hoping her words weren't true.

“Yes iyalah.. origin you know.. I've seen them both way...”.

There was no look of surprise from Moli. Of course he already knew if they often walked together. Aren't they friends from childhood?

“Kok lo ordinary aja Mol anyway? There is no surprise at all.” saur Fani with a frown.

Of course, Mia understood very well Moli's reaction. But for what he saw a few days ago he thought it was not natural that they were just friends. For example, who would have thought if they were just friends. There must be some other meaning, right?

“Lo again fight the same Diki.. usually you are not this cute Mol..”.

“Iya Mol.. lo again no problem..”.

That question got no answer from Moli. He remained silent and then stood up to the class. “Later afternoon play to my house yes.”.

Mia and Fani looked at each other shrugged with Moli's words accompanied by a strange smile. There is definitely something to explain in this regard. The two of them whispered to each other following Moli's footsteps with a confused and curious feeling.

In the corridor when he was about to turn Moli passed Diki who was about to go to the WC. In his hand there was still a towel that had been held by Lia. Moli tried to pretend not to see it. While Mia and Lia glanced at Diki's face at a glance then walked ahead of Moli whose hand was pulled by Diki.

Moli looked at her two best friends, telling her to go to class first. He did not want his two friends to hear what Diki was trying to tell him. Not time...

“What else is Dik? By the way directly aja... I hunt..” Moli flicked Diki's arm.

“We need to talk.. I wait for you at the cafe later at eight..”.

“Sorry I have an appointment with Mia and Fani.

“But we need to talk..”

“Speaking with Lia... He's more important right..”

“Kok so bring Lia the Mol? He doesn't know what..”.

“Oh yes.. but unfortunately He has often made me emotional..” The tiptoed moli offset Diki's height. “It's a good thing I'm still sane, so don't play like you!”

Before turning around Moli had pushed Diki's chest with her index finger which made Diki just dumbfounded to look at the steps of Moli who began to take a few steps away from him.

The TV in the living room is on. On the carpet some snacks have been provided, do not forget 3 glasses of mango juice neatly arranged on the table. Mia and Fani were still chatting waiting for Moli who had been almost fifteen minutes hiding in her room.

“Home so big but quiet...” chirps Fani.

He sat down leaning on the sova on the carpet. His mouth was unceasingly chewing on the beans that he had already spent half of it in his pack.

Not inferior to Fani, Mia prefers to eat bolu roll pandan which she thinks is more filling. He actually does not really like snacks like that what else contains excess MSG. It is not healthy he said.

His eyes were focused on the Indian drama on the TV screen. Tomboy girl is a karate hero but the drama that makes mewek. Ain't you?

“Sory wait a long time.. I shower all of you..” said Moli who was present among them. He leaned over to flick his hair forward in a roll with a thick yellow towel. You know why it is always yellow.

Moli nimbruk sat in the middle of his two friends who were still faithful lip exercises on food in front of him. “Eh Mol... Really no one wants to tell us?”

“What story?”

It seems that Moli prefers pura not to understand what Mia asks. I don't think I'm ready to talk about everything. What else about the trivial thing that makes two bonyok men because of a misunderstanding.

“No fun lo Mol..” Fani sneered by kicking a little Moli's leg straight beside her.

“News is Mol... you do not know the Fani was very curious..” ceplos Mia leads to Fani who glares at him.

“Enak aja... who is curious elo who hit me! Huuu!”

“Ye... lo is also curious right? It would be a lie if not..”

Moli just shook her head to see her two best friends who did not want to give up on each other. A bell rang in front of his house.

“What the hell! Rest ah...!”

“Elo the rest!”

They both hit each other like a kind of kindergarten boy fighting over toys. No one wants to give up until they don't know Moli has gone ahead leaving them both.

18.40 WIB

Someone was standing behind him, with his right hand tucked inside his pants pocket while his left hand was carrying a white swipe pouch with a boxed object inside. She looked at him with a sweet smile on her face. “Beautiful night...”

His greeting was friendly, then entered without permission through Moli who was standing in the middle of the door. Basic boy of rancid! Play serobot. The host has not let him in.

“Eh there mbak mbak beautiful turns out..”

Yoga puts a frictional pouch on the table. Fani and Mia turned their heads with their foreheads frowned at the slightly unfamiliar man from toe to head.

Moli nosedived her two best friends who still did not realize who the man who had sat on the sova without a hint of hesitation. “Yoga him... Your time forgot anyway.”.

“Yoga??” Fani taps the temple with her index finger trying to remember who she is.

“Oohhh... that rancid boy yes... that Fani hit a few months ago..”.

Mia laughed patting Fani on the shoulder who seemed to be starting to remember the incident where she hit the boy and left him without helping her. Fani chuckles guiltlessly, while the grunting draws the white crackle and opens the white husk with the martabak inside.

Yoga bulging. “Enak aja... This is for brother Moli..”.

From the kitchen Moli laughed at the behavior of the two of them. While Mia prefers to catch up with Moli who is still standing at the side in front of the kitchen table looking at them.

“Udah laper lo?” Moli chuckled while pouring juice for Yoga.

“What the hell!”

“Lha I think laper.. well lo crawled here..”.

Mia was silent looking at her best friend's face that looked bright when Yoga arrived at her home. His face was more fress with a towel still wrapped around his head. Maybe for others can not distinguish, but this Mia his close friend from Junior High, of course he can know many things about Moli to the affairs of his heart. “Yoga cool also like Mol?”

“Ha? Meaning?”

“Yes... He's a good kid too.”.

“Emang..”.Moli smiling stepped over to Fani and Yoga who still ngrebutin martabak. While Mia snatched a piece of martabak that was about to enter Fani's mouth.

“For woy!”

“Mia!! Don't you see my efforts ngrampas is martabak from this little boy?!”

Dengus Fani was irritated with his feet kicked on the carpet. While the others just laughed without caring about Fani's whining.

“Gue up first... want to get hair...”.

“Eh Ga... lo often here?” mia asked when Moli had entered the room.

“Iya... almost every day even..”.

The light answer made the mouths of the two Moli friends open wide. Who is Moli's boyfriend? But obviously the Diki, yes Moli want to date the same little boy who is still sitting on the Junior High School bench. No, right?

“Serious lo??” Fani kicks Yoga's leg sitting on the sova with her leg dangling down.

Mia got up and sat down to stick the Yoga until cornered at the end of the sova. His hand pulled on his collar with a molar's eye. “Serious you come here often? You're not afraid of being caught by Moli's boyfriend?”

“Ngak..”.

“Good good... I like lo style..” Mia took off the collar of Yoga clothes then rubbed her shoulders with a strange smile. He sat back down next to Fani who was a bit clueless about what Mia meant.

“What do you mean by it?” elbow Fani.

“No papa..”

“Lo likes yes same Moli..”.

Fani's question made Yoga who was chewing martabak choke. He quickly picked up a drink on the table and gulped it down quickly.

“Tuh right... bener..”.

Fani chuckled at the expression of Yoga who was so shocked by her question. It's not a surprise anymore but it's a question he first heard while knowing Moli. He deserves to be in shock.

“Udah lo pepetin aja si Moli.

“Betul. But in the same gandengin Moli is quite good.”.

Yoga sighing. It doesn't take Moli's heart. She already had a lover, and again all this time Moli only considered herself as her younger brother. It's too far away to have it. For him to continue to meet Moli alone it has become his own happiness.

“Rame really say what the hell?”

The three of them turned to Moli who was coming down the stairs. Mia elbowed Fani's arm showing a gaped Yoga gaze looking at Moli's pretty face. It seems he was amazed to see the natural look of Moli who is always beautiful without wearing makeup.

“Woi! Netes also salivate..” with fengir lips Fani encourages Yoga to be aware of the death gaze that makes him not blink.

“For a long time lo Mol... sleep yes..” spray Fani on Moli who is already sitting next to Yoga.

“Nak aja!”

A pillow floated up Fani's cheeks.

“Still sick it Ga?” ask Moli.

Fani and Mia who had not been aware of the blue face of Yoga immediately turned their heads. “Eh yes... it's so blue.. we just realized you know...” grin Mia.

“Bener also tuh.. lo abis tawuran ya...” connect Fani.

“Iya... overnight..”.

That answer left Moli suffocating. He was afraid if Yoga lightly told the incident last night. Moli pinched Yoga's thigh until grimaced. “Ohh.. abis brawl yes..”.

“Joking only..” Yoga is still grimacing holding the pinch “Udah.. pain!”

“Iya Mol.. The Yoga sampi nyengir..” Mia laughed at Moli's behavior.

Mia actually knows Moli is hiding something from her, but Mia will only wait until Moli is ready to tell her story.

Two hours they had four chatted. I don't know what they discussed but the atmosphere is able to make the quiet house become crowded. What else there is Si Yoga who likes to be nosy to make Mia and Fani feel at home sitting longer.

“We go home first yes... meet again tomorrow at school..”.

Pamit Mia and Fani. After picking up the bag and the car keys they both left with a wave of hands on Moli who was standing on the porch of her house. And now only Yoga who still do not intend to leave his house. He casually moved down, sleeping in a slanted position on the carpet facing the TV screen.

Moli approaches him and grabs the remote held in Yoga's right hand. He sat holding his head up Yoga put it on his lap. “Not want to go home..”

“Still wanting the same Moli..”

“Kan from earlier was also the same me..”.

“Yee was there mbak mbak chatty... so not satisfied..”.

Moli laughed at the sharp nose. This spoiled brat was indeed the most able to make Moli let off a laugh. Even being with him can make him forget about Diki, it's just that maybe Moli has not realized that.

“Kak Moli is still the same as Diki?”

The laughter turned flat. Moli waved her lips in dislike of the question. That afternoon Diki had tried to talk to him, but Moli refused. Even the phone from Diki was not picked up by Moli to dozens of calls. Seeing her face alone was still lazy what else to talk to her.

“Kak Moli kok diem? Wrong is the question?”

“Ngak kok... males just discuss the problem..”.

Yoga turned her body face up, looking at the face of Moli who was prone to frowning. “Ya discussed me and you how?”

Yoga sat down tickling Moli's stomach until it rolled on the carpet.

“Udah Ga... tickle ush... already...”.

Moli curled up holding her breath which quickly went up and down. His feet kicked Yoga who laughed loosely because he managed to work on it. This kid always succeeds. Succeed in various things about Moli, but one “Cinta” is still a difficult thing to realize.

“Rome gih...it's late..”.

“Nginep here again yes..” Yoga pleads with both palms in put together.

“No... permission is not yet... “

“Can stay phone..” Yoga continues to beg.

“ya yes... can yes..”

“Iya.. can..” Moli shuffles Yoga hair until it falls apart. Then rise to the guest room where Yoga will sleep.

Yoga

Ma.. I'm staying at the temen house...

Mama

You are still going home...

Yoga

Far Ma...

Mama

Okay. But don't be like that.

Yoga

Yes, my dear mother...

“Udah permission? Canin?” asked Moli who was picking up a blanket in the closet.

Yoga nodded then supine and took a roll in his embrace tightly.

Somehow he felt more comfortable in this quiet house. Not just because there is a girl. But this house often describes his mood that often thrashed. Another case when at home, He will only be comfortable when with his mother. But after 2 people it appears a sense of resentment always enveloped him.

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