You Who I Miss
What this feels like
Tomorrow morning. I was woken up by Mom, because it was noon. And I'm still asleep.
"Rissa, let's get up, it's half-seven." cried mom.
Shit, man,
I woke up bad luck because last night. I immediately got up and rushed to get ready to go to school. I quickly took a shower, then put on a uniform, combed my hair, put on shoes, put together textbooks and put them in a bag.
"Rissa, breakfast first." cried mom.
"Yes ma'am." I said.
I went to the dining table. There was Mom and Dad eating breakfast. I sit in my place. I immediately ate the fried rice that had been prepared by my mother.
"Mother has said, later to the night market, during the holidays, you become bad luck" said Mother while preparing my lunch box.
"It's still seven o'clock" said Dad.
"This father keeps Rissa going" said Mother. My dad just smiled.
"Have finished breakfast, let's go later you're late" he told me.
"Yes dad." I said.
"I went to school, ma'am." I said, kissing Mom's hand.
"Yes dear." said Mother while kissing the forehead, and both my cheeks. I kissed Dad's hand too.
"Get home." said my father jokingly. Mom hit dad on the shoulder.
"Hahaha." I laughed while hugging Mom.
"Be careful" said Mother.
"Assalamot."
"Getishalam."
***
On the way to school. I kept laughing because the story wasn't clear from Dad. This is the best side of my father that always makes me happy. I turned on the car audio, let the atmosphere be more cool. Me and Dad hummed when we heard our song forever from the bondan prakoso feat fade2.
"Hurge friends, greet the future, hold hands, embrace each other, give a smile, a farewell, remember friend, we are forever."
I smiled and laughed with my dad. That's how Dad and I spend time together in the midst of your busy life. We finally arrived at school.
"It's over" said Dad.
I kissed Dad's hand. And dad hugged me and kissed me on my forehead.
"Let's pick ya up." said Dad.
"Okay." I said as I moved my hand.
"That's Dicky ya." said Dad when he saw Dicky just coming by bike. Dad pressed his klason to say hello to Dicky. Dicky looked up and smiled. I got out of the car and saw Dicky walking towards me.
"Hai Ris." said.
"Hi." I said.
"Om." said Dicky, bowing slightly.
"Evenings to Rissa's house, but you're sleeping." said Dad.
"Hehe, I'm sorry to be so sleepy" Dicky said.
"Haha."
"Yes, I went to work first."
"Yes." I said.
"Om take Rissa to Dicky, take care of her."
"Quiet with me." said Dicky.
"Haha, good, all right, I'll go first." said Dad.
"Well dad." I said.
"Daah." said Dad.
"Let's go in." Dicky told me. I nodded with a smile.
"Did you sleep well last night" asked Dicky.
"Yes, I'm so tired" I said.
"We did not play running around yesterday, why are you tired" he said.
"After you came to the night market with mom and dad" I said.
"You know there's such a rame, so many rides, I bought cotton candy, ate ice cream with my dad" I said.
"Well, it's kind of fun." said Dicky.
"Yes, very exciting, try you also come, it will certainly be more exciting" I said.
.
"Uhm, if you go there again, I'll come." said Dicky. I smile.
"There you go to your class, I'll meet you in the cafeteria, later." Dicky said in front of my class.
"Uhm, alright." I said smilingly. I went to class and Dicky went to class.
***
During the break. Me, Melyn, Anis and Dodit sat on the sidelines. There was no activity we did just sitting around unclear. Actually, we wanted to get some handcuffed. Because Dodit said he wanted to watch the kids go to futsal practice for the inter-school tournament. I know that Dicky was an attacking player on our school's futsal team. I thought I could see Dicky playing futsal. I even imagined how cool Dicky was kicking a ball, I would also cheer to say his name if necessary. But, it didn't happen. Nobody plays futsal there. If I know it's like this, I'd better go to the cafeteria and eat somay.
"Boring." I said slowly.
"You're what you're doing, nobody's playing futsal here" Melyn said.
"Yes, you lied to us, look at Rissa, even though she was really excited to see Dicky playing futsal" said Anis.
"Hem, let's play some fun." take Melyn.
"Mildew?, what is it." I asked.
"You don't know" said Melyn.
"No." I said.
"Hem, how do you explain" said Melyn.
"The clothesline game is yes, for example we four suits, and I Anis lost, he became the mushroom, we three handrails surround Anis while singing, I kept screaming mushroom statue, he said, we all have to be a statue, if the motion means he lost, replace Anis to mushroom." explained Dodit.
"Oh, I think it's exciting." I said.
"Yes exciting, let alone invite other children" said Anis.
"Yes, call the other kids" said Melyn.
"Dimas playing yuk jamuran." shouted Anis calling his friend.
"Yes, all right, I called the others" Dimas said.
"Yes, we're waiting here" Melyn said.
After a while later. We are also ready to play jamuran. There were about ten children in the game including me. Four boys and six girls. Let's be fair who's a mushroom. We're all suit and Angga is the mushroom. He's a friend to my classmate. When we wanted to start suddenly Dicky came.
"The link can be." he said.
"Yes, come along" said Melyn.
"Yes, you are the mushroom" said Dodit with a tone of speech less wearing.
"No pa-pa I'm the mushroom" said Angga.
"Yes, come on, let's go and get the bell in again" said Dinda.
"Come on." said the other kids.
Dicky held my hand. Melyn who saw that immediately cheered. And so do the other kids.
"Cie, cie." cheers the kids. We both let go of our hands. I was so embarrassed, I covered my face with my hands. I'm sure my face is red. Handrails, a simple thing Dicky and I do together. I love holding hands with Dicky. I feel like his hand was made just for me. But, I also know that there is someone who is not happy about it, namely Dodit.
***
After the lesson ended. I was sitting in the back garden of the school waiting for my dad to pick me up. I was alone there. All my friends are home. Sometimes I look at the mango tree that has a lot of fruit. If there was a Dodit, he would have climbed that tree. Shortly after, Dicky came, he walked up to me. I thought Dicky was home. Because I didn't find myself in her class.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, standing in front of me.
"Wait for me to pick you up." I said.
"You want to eat meatballs with dad." take me. Considering me and dad are planning on eating meatballs after school.
"I have a futsal schedule, a few more inter-school tournaments" he said
"When did it end?." I asked
"Uhm, maybe until the afternoon" he said
"Other times" he said again.
"Select." I said.
"I mean?" he asked.
"Pick me or futsal" I said
"Haha, what are you saying" he said.
"No, I want to spend a lot of time with you" I said.
"I can't today Ris, sorry" he said. I kept quiet for a while while looking at him.
"Yes, not pa-pa" I said.
I don't know why I could say that to Dicky. It was funny, considering I was 10. Dicky laughed at the time. But, at that time, I knew how unpleasant it felt to be rejected.
"I'm with you until your father comes" he said, sitting next to me.
"It wasn't that you said you wanted futsal" I said.
"It hasn't started yet, it's still quiet in the field" he said.
"Don't be here, your father must be looking for you, we're going ahead yuk" he said. I just shut up, still bete 'cause I eat meatballs he refused.
"Come." he said as he held my hand taking me away.
"Where are you?." I asked.
"Front" he said.
"Wait here, if you wait for me to pick you up, if in the back garden, your father does not know" he said when he was at the school security post. I'm silent.
"You know, the mango tree, there is a waiter, you will be disturbed how" he said.
"You're lying, you're just scaring me." I said.
"Why is his face like that" he said.
"I don't know." I said without looking at him.
"Rissa, I really can't today, tomorrow only" he said.
"I want it today" I said.
"Yes, today you're the same father first, tomorrow the same me, I'm the deal." he said. I looked at him for a moment.
"I-" I got cut off because Dicky suddenly kissed my right cheek. I was trying to digest what happened. I repeatedly swallowed my saliva. My heart just beats like shit when he holds my hand let alone kiss me like that, it feels like my heart wants to come out.
What is this like!
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