
At two o'clock in the morning I woke up in cold sweat and gasping breath. I tried to close my eyes again, but I couldn't. I sat on the lip of the bed and picked up a glass of water available on the nightstand beside my bed. It is my habit to drink a glass of water after waking up. A habit my father taught me since I was a kid. To be healthy, as he said.
Unable to go back to sleep, I decided to start my daily morning activities. Cooking and washing clothes.
It was still dark when I finished cooking, and the sound of Adhan came from the mosque. I went to the bathroom to take a shower and prepared to go to school. Taking a long shower is now my habit. I felt dissatisfied before seeing my skin become reddish due to being rubbed too long and hard. I don't know when this habit will stop.
After the shower I went straight back to the room, I saw my mother waiting for the bathroom to empty by sitting on the dining table chair. I passed by without any intention of saying good morning to my mother. In my room I put on a uniform and styled my hair by taking a horse.
Mom just came out of the bathroom when I came out of my room. I packed lunch for my mom and myself. Even though I was angry, I never wanted to forget the service to the person who gave birth to me by betting my life.
I ate alone, my mother was still in her room getting ready to go to work. I was lazy to wait for him.
I knocked on my mother's bedroom door, the backpack was already draped over my shoulder. I opened the door, looking like my mom was pecking her face in the mirror.
I approached him, extending a hand. I welcome my hand.
"Is it early in the morning when you're going to school?" mother asked as she glanced at the clock on her dresser, still showing six o'clock less.
"Streetings", I answered briefly. I can't leave and go back to school with Lisa anymore.
"Mother among you?" mom offered.
I did not answer and passed from my mother's room.
It took me 45 minutes to walk from house to school. Even though I walked slowly and it was still morning, it made my body sweat. Fortunately, I was wearing an internal shirt so my uniform was not wet with sweat.
That day I took lessons as usual. I'm turning into a quiet person now. I also didn't realize there were rags heard all over the school.
Teeeeett teeeeetttt
There was a bell that signified the break. As usual, I've never been to the cafeteria. I put out a training book on the final exam because one more month UASBN will be in the title. No more Lisa or Ryo who used to ride me during break time. Instead Deni appears with two members of his genk, Angga and Aldo.
"Hi, Lan. Why didn't you go to school three days ago? I'm kangen!" deni said.
I was shocked when I heard Deni's voice that I didn't realize was coming closer. My reflexes are shuffling away from him. "Go! Don't come any closer!" I cried with a pushy look.
"Don't sell expensive, Lan!" deni said while grinning.
"Just shout, no one will do anything. The whole school knows you're my future wife" Deni answered flatly while trying to grab my hair.
I shook his hand and said cynically to him, "Don't dream!"
"Haha. You wait for my Papa's proposal, Lan. After UASBN me and Papa will go straight to your house!" deni said.
"If Deni doesn't want to, same with me, Lan. I think I'm addicted to your race!", Aldo said with a chuckle
I grinned in disgust at Aldo's words. Angga did not comment at all.
I don't care about their babble anymore. I rushed out of my classroom. I was confused for a moment where to run away. I finally decided to go to the library. Some of the friends I passed by as I headed to the library were busy, some looking at me with gazes I could not understand.
From my class, to go to the library I have to pass through the cafeteria. Accidentally my tail saw the thing that finally made me understand. I saw Tama and Lisa sitting together at one of the cafeteria tables. The hands of both are on the table in positions that hold each other.
Now I realize, why there are only three members of Genk Keke who approached me. That's because the other members are busy dating. I also realized why Lisa gave testimony against me at the police station last Sunday. I wanted to scream at Lisa right then and there. Is it only that small the value of our friendship in his eyes?!
I walked into the library with a wounded heart. In the library I just open the books I took carelessly from the shelves without intending to read them.
Suddenly someone patted me on the shoulder, then spoke in a whisper. "Lan, I was in your class. But I saw Deni there so I paused my intention." No response from me. Ryo continued his words, "I heard you will marry Deni after graduation? Really true?".
I still did not respond, instead walking to the shelf where I picked up the book to put it back.
Distractions from jerks everywhere! My meaning in my heart.
Because I was so nervous about Ryo, I decided to leave the library. Ryo followed me out of the library. Right after exiting the library room, Ryo grabbed my hand and turned my body to face him. "Please answer me, Lan! Is that true what's been going on? I was serious about my words the other day. I love you and accept you as you are. Let's just say that it never existed. We continue our dreams. After we are both equally successful we will get married like we promised before" said Ryo remembering me with our promise.
I stared at Ryo. My feelings were numb because of his betrayal. I don't care about the fact that his father's livelihood is threatened. I also don't care how the family who is threatened must find money with a small amount in the near future to pay a debt to Mr. Darma. I just know that I'm disappointed.
"Get rid of my future wife's hand, the dead man!" deni's voice rebuked behind me. Ryo immediately let go of my hand. Coinciding with that, there was the sound of a bell marking the end of the break. I immediately passed Deni and his friends to my class.
I don't care what they do after I leave. Want a fistfight? Please!
They were both truly men that Wulan could not choose. One asshole. One loser. Wulan was not thinking about the man in her life.
Currently Wulan is focusing on forgetting the events of that night and rearranging his life. Can Wulan be her old self?