Marrying a Classmate
Ch. 6: Force

“Yaelah, Rick. Acquaintances, yes, just come to class. Otherwise, the two girls like to go to the bus. Lo samperin only they keep saying want temenan.” The one-class youth with Myria was chattering. He rubbed the sweat on his face due to the spicy taste of the meatballs he had just spent.

“Lagian why do you suddenly want to know?” One other friend was crying.

“There, deh.”

“Jiah.”

“Udahlah, Bro. At most the edges want dapetin the Kasa again pack the same way of the tu girls.” Other friends don't lose their fuss. They spoke bluntly as if they understood Erika's character. The oval-faced girl always had a way to get back to Space. In fact, Erika is willing to change schools to pursue and can apologize from her ex-lover.

The boisterous chatter of the biker gang students ended because the lesson bell rang. The group of five students and two girls returned to their respective classes. Erika had asked for Myria's mobile number, but a classmate of Angkasa had not had time to give.

“Lo really desperate, anyway, Rik, to want to meet the girls who look like that? We know from them.”  The girl friend who was in class with Erika spoke quickly out of curiosity. While in the cafeteria, he was busy watching his dream boy named Sakti.

“Do not brisik lo. I have my own way of what I said just now.”

“So that is said the Sakti bener if you want to deket the Kasa through it chick? Or maybe you want to repent, again, so the real Muslim girl?”

“Risti, if you can't be brake. I'm real duct tape it's mouth.”

The girl called Risti kept her mouth shut. He was no longer teasing when Erika was no longer able to joke around. Though, the girl thought, what's wrong with asking?

Throughout the lesson, Myria could not focus. His brain was still spinning around looking for places to go. Although Friska had advised the florist in front of the school, Myria did not want to rely on it in full. The girl is aware of her status is still a student, it may be difficult to find a job. Let alone that, other people who clearly pass the diploma and have a certificate of expertise are still many who are unemployed.

“My.”

“Hah?”

“Hah, heh, huh, heh.” Friska grumbling. His face pouted with a frown. “You heard the teacher's explanation, no? Told to continue to do the problem, even bengong.”

Myria looked around. He found all the students were already serious with their own books and stationery. Only he has been silent since.

Getting a protest from Friska, Myria scowled while pulling the hijab. He hurried to do the teacher's command before tepergok that during the lesson did not pay attention. For a moment, the burden of the mind must be left in order to focus on what is present.

“Okay, if not done. We'll talk about the answer tomorrow. Because Mom's lesson time is up, so this meeting is enough to get here. Good day.”

“Siang, Mum.” All the students cheered cheerfully. Each of them rushed home.

“My, if the mind is dead-end, tuh, story. I did not think I was your best friend, yes, until diem mulu from morning.”

Myria who was busy writing was disturbed. His head was raised to look at Friska. He replied, “Kok, you say that, Fris?”

No matter which other friend started leaving the class, Friska still continued the question, “You ended up today like no ordinary Myria. Lots of diem and daydreaming. I just you ignored.”

Friska's reply made Myria sigh. The girl held up a sitting position, then ended up leaning on the chair. “From the day Mom died, I wasn't sure I could live as well as I could what Miss Master said yesterday. I still think I'm a kid, Fris. We are not yet 20 years old, but I am destined to live alone.”

Friska's ketus face changed slowly after hearing a little sentence from Myria. He could see that his best friend was still upset and difficult to get up. Had the test come upon her, Friska thought she would have felt such a deep sadness too.

“My ...”

Myria. His two senses of sight were already glazed, but as much as possible smiled. The world feels so heavy with her tiny body. He who was young was forced to stand on his own feet without being able to resist.

“I exist for you.” Friska continued her sentence. He approached and ended up hugging. Unable to pretend anymore, Myria spilled all the chest-stifling burdens a few days after her mother's death.

“I'm confused, Friska. Where is this life taken to? All our friends have family even if only one or two people, while I?”

“My .. don't talk that way anymore. Your family it's me.”

Satisfied crying for almost an hour and causing puffy eyes, Friska finally invited Myria home. As per the agreement earlier this afternoon in the cafeteria, the two girls wanted to try to find work. The first flower shop they went to.

After entering for a few minutes and meeting the store owner, it turns out that Myria and Friska came out without hope. There are no side jobs because the place already has employees. The two girls went somewhere else. However, in fact it is not that easy to find a job. Until the afternoon, they went home in vain.

“Chat me if you're home.” The last message from Friska before the girl took the bus ahead of Myria. His friend nodded and stood alone by the roadside to wait for another transport.

“Not come home lo?”

Myria tiptoed when she heard the voices of others nearby. He looked and found the space. I don't know where that guy comes from, he always shows up. “This is coming home.” Myria answered casually to close the shock.

“You together not?”

“No,” answered Myria without a second thought.

“Serious?”

“Two rius.” Myria again refused with confidence.

Space no longer asks. He stepped away towards the motorbike parked on the shoulder of the road, while Myria looked at him from behind. Just a few meters, the guy turned the body quickly and successfully made Myria a club.

“Lo want to come with?” scream Space once again. However, what did it get? Still a rejection from Myria. “In the meantime, you want to get wet here like yesterday?” continued again.

“Neither by rain, angkotnya must have come.” Myria remained clueless with her opinion. He deliberately does not want to be fooled again for the goodness of Space which clearly has hidden intentions.

“Kayak dukun aja lo know if angkot came just not raining.”

“Kasa!” From a distance of several meters, Myria glared at her classmate. Space laughed obliquely and wore a helmet.

The motor starts until the vehicle is driven. Arriving in front of Myria, Space again offered itself. “Allergi lo same me until do not want to be piggybacked?”

“Ngak.”

“Gue baikin do not want. Strange lo, whereas yesterday okay-okay aja.”

“Males. You modusin me doang.”

“What mode?”

“Think of yourself.” Myria. He shifted to the side away from Space. But still followed.

“Run up!” Not invite anymore, but Space changed to rule.

“Nmobile.”

“Gue pull lo.”

“Kasa!” Myria almost flicked her shoes to the sidewalk being stepped on at this moment in fury. However, it does not. He took a breath and threw it away slowly to control himself. “Why do you talk so much if only two gini?”

“Because I'm interested in lo.”

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