Blue Blouse
THIRTEEN

Aurel was silent when he found Moses smiling to himself. He tried to think positively about what Moses was thinking. He knew that Moses must have been thinking about a movie with him.

"Oh yeah, what kind of movie do you like?" moses asked suddenly, stopping from his daydream, and then his eyes looked at Aurel's eyes.

"I like fantasy, like Harry Potter or Percy Jackson" Aurel replied.

Moses nodded in understanding. "Okay, I think you're gonna love the movie I'm gonna be watching you tomorrow,".

Aurel smiled.

It was too late for both of them. At exactly 12 o'clock, Moses immediately drove Aurel back to his dorm. Their date today is indeed quite flat, they are still awkward to talk to each other, they are also not too familiar with each other, let alone this is their first date.

***

"Well," said Aurel, smiling for a moment at Moses before he entered his dormitory door.

Moses returned his smile, and he immediately rode his motorcycle away.

Just entering the room, Aurel's three roommates stood firm while putting on a serious face, charging him a statement. "What's this?" ask Aurel wonder.

"Why didn't you ever tell us?" sahut Shania.

"I didn't expect you to spend all night with men. Are you trying to imitate Shania?!" sahut Vera, immediately made Shania turn to him as soon as he mentioned his name.

"What was that Moses that cool futsal boy? You're this really ...?!" kimmy exclaimed followed by his own head.

"Yes, I'm dating him" Aurel's timpal surprised the three friends.

"WHAT?!!" call the three girls at the same time.

***

On the other hand, in her house, Lyra, who was still laying on her bed, waited for her call to Moses to be answered. Unfortunately, he was astonished once Moses refused his call. "Why?" muttered.

^^^Lyra^

^^^ Three days^^

^^^ We can speak again^^^

Shortly after, Lyra was again astonished to learn of Moses' reply to her.

Moses

Don't ever call me again.

^^^Lyra^

^^^What's wrong with you?^^^

And that last message was just blue-tongued (read), with no reply. Lyra no longer knew what to expect. If Moses was busy, Moses could not have answered his message as if their friendship was completely broken at this time.

Lyra is now lazy to move. His body is still on the bed. His mind did not stop thinking about Moses. "What's wrong with that kid?" he mumbled asking himself.

***

Five days have passed. College sports week is over. Every student re-enters their normal college days. This time, the English Language Education Study Program Semester 6 has collaboration classes, namely TEFL course practitioners who will be guided by guest lecturers from outside the campus. Coincidentally the guest lecturer was waiting for the arrival of the students in the Smart Classroom, he was moving the mouse and observing something on his laptop screen. Classes are empty, no one has arrived.

"Good morning!" lyra said when she arrived at class. He was surprised when he found the classroom atmosphere was quiet, moreover he saw a foreign face on the lecturer's desk smiling at him.

Lyra thought that the foreign man was a guest lecturer referred by Mrs. Farrah before, that is Mr. Handrick works for a graphic design firm in Metro City. Lyra immediately sat down to the middle seat number three, alone. He also began to open WhatsApp to send messages to friends in the class group to quickly leave.

^^^Lyra^

^^^Guys, fast^^^

The lecturer already exists^^^^

After a few hours, the class became crowded when the students of the Semester 6 English Education study program were present in the classroom, only about one or two people have not come or are not present.

Moses is the one who has not yet come. The other one is Rosie, who got a college compensation because she was following the Story-Telling competition at the Campus Art Week held at La Belleza University, Metro.

This practitioner class is filled with activities to design learning modules on the Canva application using the Book Cover template whose number of pages is duplicated. Lyra made her design at will, by sticking to the funny cartoon animation she got from Google, instead of the elements available on Canva itself.

Shortly after Mr. Handrick began to explain the tutorial on making FlipBook on the Heyzine website, where every student in the class watched it carefully, Moses just entered the classroom in a state of wet hair shampooing.

"Sorry sir, I'm late!" moses, innocent.

Moses then rushed to sit on a bench in the back corner, gathered with several other male students: Liam, Tom, Loui, Eric and Oliv.

Lyra watched Moses from the doorway to the bench. Wishing the man also looked towards her, but not at all.

"Where have you been, bro?" ask Liam.

"You didn't pick me up, I woke up bad luck" Moses said.

"I'm sorry, I don't know if you ask for it together, either" Liam smiled kindly as usual.

Eric accidentally looked at Lyra who seemed to be looking at her stool, he already knew that Lyra was now watching Moses.

"You want a group with Lyra, right?" eric asked, turning to Moses who was sitting right next to him.

Moses directed his gaze at Lyra for a moment, then sighed and turned his gaze in another direction.

I know it. The mind of Lyra already understood that Moses did not want to talk to him, even seeing him would not.

Lyra decided to go back to her explanation. Handricks.

"Who are you a group?" moses asked Eric.

"I don't know, I haven't chosen it yet" Eric said.

"Just like me" said Moses.

"OK," Eric chimps as it is. He did not think that Moses wanted to work with him.

When the school hours were over, the students disbanded. While waiting for confirmation of class hours by the next lecturer, many of them go to the cafeteria, but there are also those who leave the campus to look for branded snacks such as Dunkin, Gacoan, and others, Pinkberry and others.

"Hi, Lyr!" greet Cindy.

"Hi" said Lyra.

"You're not in the race anyway, pinter loh in fact," exclaimed Cindy.

"No, I'm normal" said Lyra.

"You're pinter!" just Cindy again. "Are you in a group yet?" tanyakanya.

"No, not yet" replied Lyra.

"Just like me, all of you, I still don't understand the same thing that was described by the sir," Cindy said smiling kindly.

"OKAY. If you want to work in a group, go straight to my house" said Lyra.

Lyra and Cindy are walking down the aisle to the locker closet where they store their college equipment.

"Why are you done with this?" ask Cindy again. Now he and Lyra have arrived in front of the locker. They both opened their lockers and put some books in their bags.

"Wait in front of the lab until Mr. Witono comes" Lyra replied.

"I'm going to Gacoan. Wanna come?" haggard Cindy friendly.

"No, I'm a bitch" replied Lyra, who had placed her books in a locker.

"Let's come, I'll take the deal. After all, Mr. Witono is often late!" cindy exclaimed who had also placed her books inside the locker and locked the locker.

"Well, I haven't eaten Gacoan noodles in a long time" Lyra agreed.

In the middle of the road to the parking lot, Lyra and Cindy cross paths with Moses who is walking with his friends: Bayu, Satyo, Paulo, Arjun and Gio. They walked in the opposite direction; Lyra and Cindy headed North towards the exit of the building, while Moses and his friends walked south towards the canteen. Only, neither Lyra nor Moses greeted each other, as if they had not seen each other even though they had realized it.

***

In a Gym studio, muscular and well-bellied men are doing various strenuous activities by playing the fitness equipment available there. This studio also provides a special floor for men who want to practice or fight boxing.

This afternoon Moses was practicing boxing with Bayu there. Both Moses and Bayu were very good at fighting. They hit each other, kick, jump, fend off attacks and move dodges according to the techniques taught in boxing. Although in times like these they were seriously fighting to determine who was stronger, after that one-on-one match finished they laughed and teased each other.

Musa admitted his defeat of Bayu who had been practicing kick-boxing since the age of ten years, while Moses only had pencak silat capital, interested in the sport of boxing was only in college. Moses lay on the mat in the box, sighing and smiling happily.

Bayu spends two bottles of drinking water at once greedily to overcome his thirst. That sweaty sweat all over her body actually made her look sexy. Then Bayu re-entered the arena box and sat down next to Moses while straightening his legs and stretching.

"You're cool, Bay!" praise Moses, pat Bayu on the back.

Bayu was still panting, though he was very satisfied to have won a one-on-one match with Moses.

"Free, until now I am single," Bayu timpal also laid his body next to Moses.

Moses smiled. "The girls don't always like athletic boys, they like understanding guys. If you want to have a lasting girlfriend, make sure you always understand her, so a special figure for her" he said.

"Your words, too, Mus. All this time I was too selfish. The girls I've shot also want to date with me just because of status, they don't really want to hang out with me anyway, just benefit me aja," Bayu chimed in.

"Hopefully, Bay, the soul mate does not go where, the soul mate must meet, God has written our destiny since we have not been born in this world," said Moses again.

Bayu smiled, looking straight at Moses. "Oath, Mus, your fate is very good yes, have a religious girlfriend who always gives you input and good teachings. So you want to have a girlfriend like Lyra deh gini" he said.

Moses frowned. "I've told you how many times that Lyra wasn't my girlfriend,".

"Here, Mus, to be honest, anyways look ka .." timpal Bayu cut off.

"My girlfriend Aurel, I just shot her yesterday" said Moses immediately got up from the fall and went to his bag to get water.

"Aurel's at the cheerleading club?" tanya Bayu was surprised and immediately woke up from the fall, making sure.

Moses took a sip of his water bottle, then turned to Bayu while nodding, asserting.

"So you broke up with Lyra?" ask Bayu again.

Moses breathed an upset breath. "Never say that name again!" shouted firmly. He quickly packed his things. "I'm the same Lyra never dated, we're just best friends!" he exclaimed again before leaving the boxing match room, leaving Bayu sitting alone in the arena box.

"What's wrong with them?" muttered Bayu somehow asked who. He watched Moses' back move away until he finally decided to fall down again, enjoying the mattress that felt smooth.

***

Day after day has passed. Moses and Lyra spent their days as usual, but they did not communicate with each other at all. They feel foreign. Their lives are as contrasting as water and oil.

Musa is grateful that he is no longer dependent on Lyra, he feels freer because he can spend a lot of time with his friends, such as clubbing, gym, to mabar full-day games on the PlayStation. Moses began to neglect every task of his college that piled up, he also never again cleaned his room until it looked like a ship broke.

Even when the ESA held a meeting, Moses who should always be present because he was also a member of the BEM actually never attended the meeting, because Moses knew that Lyra must have come and he did not want to talk to her. Whereas at ESA, Musa is part of HRD (Human Resource Development) which is responsible for the English Olympic agenda for High School/SMK levels.

ESA wants to hold the Olympics, their H-480 is ready to plan sponsorship and some things needed in their project. Meetings are even held every two weeks for the smooth running of the event even though the agenda of the meeting overlaps with other ESA work programs, namely Social Service in Komodo Village, England, which is the working program of the ADVO section.

Despite being cold, Lyra still seemed to care about Moses. In class, Lyra tried to ascertain Moses' condition, for some reason she was still worried about him. During the ESA meeting, Lyra was still secretly looking for the shadow of Moses, hoping he would attend the meeting.

The song "On Top of the World", a song from the Barbie Princess Charm School film, performed by Rachel Bearer, now accompanies Lyra who is washing clothes in the back of her house. He rubbed the clothes one by one with a high-unrich limp as usual. He thought about Moses. He was still curious about what made Moses always avoid him and even break the rope of friendship with him.

"I don't like being sincere, do I? Moses was human, he had rights. He must have moved on. It's good that way!" lyra said to herself while rubbing a white shirt with a brush.

SROK! SROK! SROK!

"Why was Moses so sensitive? Just when I got angry and kept making this deal, he broke up his friendship?!" he said again, now rub the next clothes.

"Father, Moses had his own life. He's not who I am, why am I worried about him?!" he said again still chatting with wet clothes submerged in detergent soapy water, as if now the clothes were being piqued by him.

Not long after Lyra had rinsed all her clothes, as she was about to rinse them with clean water, there was the sound of sirens of her electric power-checker on the front porch of the house.

"Oh my God, I forgot I haven't paid for electricity!" he again breathed an annoyed breath.

Lyra immediately washed her hands, leaving her laundry for a while to go out to the nearest retail outlet where she was about to pay the electricity bill using an ATM available at the place.

Coincidentally the outlet is opposite to the seblak stall. While waiting for her payment to be taken care of by the counter, Lyra looked around, once washing her eyes with a clean and environmentally friendly view of the city of Para Den. But his eyes were fixed seriously towards the two customers, male and female, who were waiting for their package at the front cashier of the shop. Lyra frowned because she knew one of them.

"Moses?!" he murmured softly, asking the truth to himself who saw it clearly with his eyes.

***