Marrying a Classmate
Ch. 4: Fooled

“Buruan!” Space clucked. He got down to pull Myria over and handed her the helmet. “Nih, pack also.”

Myria's hand was raised in doubt. In fact, before touching the maroon-colored headgear she was given, she still took the time to look at Space. The guy returned Myria's gaze with the same expression. No smiles or anything else.

The motor drove slowly leaving the residential alley around the school. Myria in the back was silent just like Angkasa. Although actually in the heart of course wondering where to be taken, but as much as possible he was calm.

About a ten-minute drive away, Myria was trying to figure out her current location. He had since observed the path that the Space had traveled, but did not really understand. When he started entering the residential area, the question mark inside his head grew bigger.

Finally, the girl in the high school uniform called out, “Kasa, where are we going?”

Angkasa looked back a little, then refocused looking at the road ahead so that made Myria again ask the same thing.

“Nyari cost. Elo need a place to stay, right?”

“Iya, but I don't know the area here.”

Space is silent again. That guy is too talkative. Myria who was behind his back was getting more confused.

However, Myria's confusion had to pause because Space stopped the vehicle. The man stopped in front of the building with many doors that looked like an index.

“Ayo, go. Do you not want to rest? That shower? Body you smell all day not hit by water.”

Hearing Angkasa's words, Myria kissed her headscarf and arm shyly. He thought strangely, had that fellow classmate smelled a bad smell? However, why just shut up and just deliver now? Myria wanted to bury herself for losing half her pride.

One of the many doors of the boarding room closed, Angkasa directs itself to door number two from the right. Then, he took out the key from his pocket. Myria who saw that opened her mouth wide.

“Kasa, kok, you have the key?”

“Why? Cool, yes, I?”

Myria was in shock. Behind the quiet attitude, Angkasa turns out to have confidence that is too acute to the level of narcissism. Myria forgot that the guy in front of her used to have an easy-going and noisy attitude. Perhaps the original attitude of Space is so.

“Lo can sleep here tonight. The muters are not clear. Tomorrow who have kost dateng.”

The key was handed to Myria. Without speaking again, the sky went out. Apparently, his classmates followed just to say thank you.

“Gue sure your mouth is not a bucket. Definitely not going to tell the kids about this.”

“Um. Calm down.”

“Include Friska. Just be careful if the noisy temen lo talk carelessly.” Space threatened in a low tone, but her flat face was enough to make Myria sigh.

“Iya, yes, Brother Narendra Angkasa Sastra,” answered Myria half-anxious. He was already tired of circling around looking for a place to live, now having to argue again.

Myria's answer was not ignored by Space. The guy turned the engine back on and drove the bike straight forward. Myria was pensive and thought, is the Space House in this housing?

Rather than busy thinking of unimportant things, it was better for Myria to rush her bath and pray. Azan Magrib has been missed and before the time runs out, he must immediately carry out his duties as a Muslim.

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The boarding room Myria lived in was quite comfortable so it could make her sleep well. Either because of that factor or because of fatigue. Azan dawn woke Myria. He rushed to prayer and repeated the lessons learned last night so as not to be lost from memory. After that, he thought he would leave school early because he had to look for public transportation.

Towards the exit gate of the residential area should be on foot. Inevitably, Myria was obliged to do that. However, he did not complain as he was already used to using his legs to go anywhere. The vehicle had none, he only wished to remain healthy to be strong to walk whatever distance needed to be traveled.

Friska came after. The girl hurriedly interrogated Myria without pause.

“I'm fine, Fris. You also see that I am still intact.”

“Udah can kost? Where?”

Not yet able to answer, Space entered the class. Myria immediately kicep and just daydreamed because she noticed Angkasa. Friska was beside him until ignored.

“My!” The call is thrown together clapping in the arm. As a result, Myria flutter.

“Ah, oh, the. There's a point.”

Seeing Myria thus, Friska frowned. He almost asked again, but his best friend had reasoned to be busy wanting to learn.

Back at school and up to the boarding house, Myria finds an adult woman in a green headscarf cleaning another room. He stopped for a moment and said hello. Not until Myria said hello, the woman had turned her back first and approached.

“You're the new hostel boy, yes, son?” ask the woman while watching.

Myria nodded and gave a smile. “Iya, Mom. I just entered last night in the Space. My name is Myria.”

“Your name is beautiful, yes, son. Just like your face. Mother's Name, Nasita. You are free to call anything. Call the hostess, or call mother like any other hostel child, no problem.”

Myria nodded again. She then took Mrs Nasita to her room because she wanted to hand over the rent.

“Mom hope you feel at home here. If you need help or something else, just say it. Mom give me mobile number.”

Myria immediately took the phone from her school bag, then typed the corresponding number called Ms. Nasita. After that, he tried to send an instant message so that his number was also known by the adult woman.

The familiar rolling and flowing chat. Some other room residents had passed by and greeted. In Myria's judgment, Ms. Nasita was a kind and friendly person. He hopes to be at home and can be treated well in the future if he rents a boarding house there.

“He said, You live alone. Is true?”

Myria was slightly stunned by the question. However, he did not think long because maybe Angkasa gave an explanation before renting. “True, Mom. My mother died a week ago, and my father was out of nowhere. From childhood, I never knew his face.”

Myria's expression was a little grim. Madam Nasita rubbed the girl's head slowly. “No pa-pa. You can consider this mother your own mother. The kids here are like that. Don't hesitate, yes.”

Mrs Nasita's smile looked so sincere. Only this time Myria got treated from others so well. Before, he was more humiliated.

“Thank you, Ma.”

“Ma, assalamualaikum.” Suddenly Angkasa appeared and greeted Madam Nasita full of courtesy. While the adult woman welcomed no less happy. He rubbed Angkasa's hair and hugged.

Myria who saw the scene was fixated on not understanding. His brain worked hard digesting what he had just heard. He was about to ask, but it was thought that it seemed disrespectful and too meddling.

“Myria, Kasa is Mom's son. Since she's here, Mom goes home first. If you want to play at home, you can. Our home at the end of this alley.”

Myria gawked helplessly. He thought, Space helped him sincerely. However, in fact, the attitude of the guy is solely to benefit anyway.

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