You, Or Him

Episode 9

"You don't have to be sexy. You don't wear clothes like that at all. Your flat feet are absolutely nothing to show off. Don't you feel ashamed of the same sexier?"

Dimas' words successfully made Zia speech silent in place. But as if he did not understand Zia's feelings, Dimas just casually climbed the stairs to Arga's room. It's like knowing where Arga's room is.

Zia glanced at her friend who was now holding back a laugh while occasionally looking at each other. Sucks.

Zia glanced back at Dimas who started looking out from below.

'With lo relaxed l ngatain me in front of all my friends. Ok, that means you have flagged war on me, Dimas.' Zia's inner annoyance.

"Zi, change there. You are not at all sexy, he said," said Reno who greeted the laughter of his other friends.

Zia stomped her feet and walked towards the sofa where her friend was. "Bodo very,"

"Seriously I didn't expect to talk like that to you, Zi. I thought I liked ame lo!" said Fisya with his innocent look.

"Maybe do not convince the heart that he likes someone, just because he is good to that person. You know, now, if that looks like it's not always the same as reality" Daniel said.

"Partially also doi just nganterin Zia want to meet her boyfriend doang right? And you think you like Zia, do you?" continued Daniel stared intensely at Fisya.

Fisya. "Why don't I think so, Dan. Doi would wait for Zia for hours and refused to go to the office."

"Logic, Yes. Which guy would want to see a girl who wants to meet her boyfriend, if he just likes girls?" it was Reno who was influenced by Rumi and Daniel.

"Reno says it, Sya." said Rumi who occasionally typed something on her phone. "But, doi is very handsome, yes" he continued with the look of a mupeng.

"Inget the guy lo," hardik Fisya. Now the focus turned to Zia who was leaning on the back of the sofa that was struggling on her phone. Zia had only kept quiet since then, not even responding to all the assumptions of her friends.

"Woii, dream of lo." Fisya throws a pen at Zia, which is right about her eel.

Zia looked at Fisya sharply. "Still lo? Sick tau,"

"Lo was daydreaming,"

"My neighbor's cow died yesterday tau,"so Reno relaxed.

Zia and the others stared confusedly at Reno. And as if understanding the confusion of his friend, Reno spoke again. "Color mostly daydreams he said. That's why you're careful, Zi. Don't ask me to dream."

Zia snorted, as did her other friends. "Whoever daydreams, too," refuted Zia who again struggled on her phone.

"Lo" they answered.

"Sok kompak lo," Zia cetus lazy. Because at this time he is lazy to respond to the babble of his friend. Her mood breaks just as Dimas' lips say something that offends her ego as a woman.

"Lo is angry with Dimas, Zi?" asked Rumi looked at Zia fixedly, like he was looking for an answer from Zia's beautiful eye bead.

Zia looked up. As she answered, Zia saw Dimas and Arga begin to descend the stairs. And a few seconds Zia looked at each other with Dimas. Like a tangled cassette, Dimas' words clearly ringed in Zia's ears which made her owner cut off his eye contact with the man.

Arga and Dimas join them. Arga sat not far from Fisya. Dimas was sitting next to Arga, where Zia was now facing.

Zia rolled the lazy eyeball. Then glanced at the bright Rumi²an was staring at the beautiful Dimas. "Zi, seriously I can't take my view" he whispered to Zia.

Zia sighed. He was upset why did they join here? It made Zia's mood worse. Not heeding the statement from Rumi, Zia chose to return to surfing in her virtual world.

"Zi, when is guidance?" daniel asked, turning off his laptop.

"Tomorrow."

"Where do you want to see Gio tomorrow?"

"In the stadium,"

"Buck! Do you want any guidance on playing football?" reno sarcasm.

"Swim," Zia answered accordingly.

"That girl likes it, is not sane!" gerutu Fisya's.

"Damn lo," Zia threw the pen that hit her. But unfortunately, Fisya was too agile to avoid. The target is not right!

***

Zia laid her body on the bed. Pull the blanket to cover his body to the border of the neck. Trying to close my eyes. Resting the mind before fighting back on the final task arrangement called thesis.

Zia had sent a short message to his handsome dosbing. To say if tomorrow he has guidance. And Mr. Gio replied, Zia should meet him right at 8 am. Because starting at half 10, Mr. Gio has been busy with lesson hours that happen to be tomorrow the schedule is solid.

Zia's room door was knocked. And raises the figure of a man who is very, very familiar with Zia since childhood.

"Dec, are you sleeping?"

"Almost. Why'd you?"

"Lo want to make me a goat's sponge?" zia grumbled still with her eyes closed.

"Yes not. Dimas is coming, too,"

"Males ah's. I'm busy tomorrow. There's guidance,"

"Well, you're not cool." cetus Arga. "Partially you tomorrow his guidance is morning," he added later.

Zia opened her eyes, looking at her brother who was now sitting on the edge of the mattress while looking at her. "Gue guidance until the afternoon,"

"lik! Don't believe me,"

"Ga believes in jaudah. No maksa tuh," said Zia who closed her eyes again.

"Well, you suck." muttered Arga who immediately passed away leaving Zia's room.

Zia opened her eyes when she heard the sound of the door closing. He grieved his brother's stupid attitude. Even Zia was willing to be the goat conge Arga and Fisya, because it was usual he did. But the problem is Dimas. The guy doesn't have that feeling. Zia hated her attitude this afternoon. Even Zia was determined, there would be no more sweetness for Dimas from now on. There was only one word between the two, Enemy!

Zia's phone rang displaying the caller id, Fisya.

"Hello"

"...."

Zia sighed.

"Gue guidance tomorrow, can't."

"...."

"Next time, my guidance is more important."

"....."

"Gue wants guidance by afternoon,"

"......"

Zia again breathed.

"That's you know, I'm with him, Sya. That's what it's like to say."

"......"

"Big. He intentionally. And that means he udh ngibarin the war flag to me!"

"....."

"Bodo ah's. Yaudah I want to sleep first. Tomorrow for morning guidance. Hye!"

Zia severed the connection and immediately closed her eyes. For the umpteenth time Fisya was able to guess his gelagat. Even his own brother could not read his own mood.

Zia's phone rang again. Zia breathed a heavy sigh. Didn't Fisya know why Zia refused? Why is he still clammy?

Zia took her phone that was placed on the pillow. Preparing to take out his swearing-in for Fisya. Without even bothering to open her eyes, Zia immediately raised the call. And don't forget to loudspeaker because Zia is too lazy to hold her phone.

"Hello, Yes. Paan again anyway? Not that I told you that I was too lazy to meet that guy nyebelin," his cerocos with his eyes closed and his phone on the pillow.

"Hello, Zi. It's me!"

　

　

Tbc!!

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