Mysterious Gus
#60. Fisha Judes
..."I always compare you to others. I know it's wrong, but I always do it unconsciously,"...
...Phishas...
After completing a lightning lunch, Fisha rushed to the mosque to perform the prayer which she had been postponing for some time.
Just about to enter the mosque, his steps had to be blocked when a man opposite him stood looming before him, the man was about to walk out of the mosque.
Fisha lowered her head, she knew who the man was, Gibran, the BEM Chief who was being held in a handsome mood by Clara this morning.
Speaking of Clara, the girl was waiting for her in the cafeteria because the girl was idle.
"I'm sorry, excuse me," said Fisha when Gibran did not leave his position, even when Fisha had given him a way out.
Gibran did not also switch, the man even coolly looked at Fisha whose head was bowed.
Fisha clucked unreservedly, "You are blocking my steps to face my God!" fisha Sarcas.
The man named Gibran suddenly realized, Fisha was able to hear Gibran beristighfar, "Sorry," said Gibran and passed.
"What other door?!" fisha's annoyance passed into the mosque, not caring if Gibran heard her grunts.
"A fascinating girl" muttered Gibran staring at the disappearing Fisha in the vastness of the mosque.
Unlike Gibran who is fixated on the beauty of Fisha, the victim is currently busy chatting with his Lord in prayers and prayers that he never forgot.
"Oh my God, Fisha wants Gus to come home. Oh, my God, take Gus. Truly, You are the best shelter, "it is always the word that Phisha sends to God, she just wants her Gus to go home and be well.
It took nearly fifteen minutes for Fisha to complain to God. He was almost half an hour late from the set break, and Fisha didn't care about it.
Fisha's forehead creased when she found the figure of Gibran sitting on the terrace of the mosque with a position behind her. Actually, Fisha did not care, but the BEM Chairman was sitting near his shoes.
"Excuse me, I want to get some shoes," said Fisha, awakening Gibran from his daydream, Fisha had tried as much as possible to say politely.
Gibran immediately stood up from his sitting position, Fisha also casually immediately put on his shoes without caring about the existence of Gibran who stood looming before him.
"You're almost half an hour late. Not afraid of punishment?" ask Gibran who for Fisha is too familiar.
"I was more afraid that God would punish me for abandoning prayer. After all, the head of the committee was too late," Fisha replied coldly and impolitely, but she did not care and passed.
"Cock-fucking-luck, huh?" gibran murmured to his chest, but his lips formed a sweet arch.
"Where have you been?! Are you half an hour late?!" that voice made Fisha squint her eyes lazy. Jasmine it's crumpled and chatty according to Fisha.
"Sign God," answered Fisha relaxed and grew even more careless when she saw Gibran coming. I don't know what Gibran's fault is, but Fisha suddenly feels bad for Gibran.
"You must be punished, after OSEK later, you clean up this field!" the word of Melati is so powerful.
Fisha screeched cynically, even her pretty eyes dared to stare full of annoyance at Melati. That was the only response that Fisha gave before she took her line near Clara.
Unlike the Fisha who remained relaxed, Melati was just like a beard fire. His pride is like being dropped by Fisha who has the status of MABA.
"Patience, Ti" Gibran said.
"How dare you, lo, Sha! If it's a nusahin lo how?!" ask Clara.
"Bodo very, very sprained!" it seems that Fisha is starting to open up to Clara, probably because Clara has a cool character.
***
All the participants of OSEK began to scatter from the field after Ashar, preparing to return home and maybe immediately meet with his bed. But not with Fisha. In his hand at this time there is a broom, ready to clean the field of magnitude is not playing, alone. Grow upset with a Phisha.
"Oh my God, what a sprain today!" shoot Fisha with sweeping movements.
"Why upset?" the question made Fisha turn her head and find the figure of Gibran.
For the umpteenth time today, Fisha's eyes again rotated pensively, "It's none of your business!" fisha Sarcas.
"I'm sorry, I can't be an example for you yet. Let me help you, I was late too,"
Fisha chuckled cynically, "I don't have to follow you!" hardik Fisha though in his heart continues to beristighfar.
Gibran chuckled, "Why are you? Seems like you don't like me? I got it wrong?"
"You made me ri—"
Fisha who had an upset face turned into a sumringah when she saw RANDA, her friends, Nika, Nia and Zira approached her. There is even a Tiam also with a girl who Fisha does not know his identity.
"Sister!! Kangen!!" Zira is spoiled and does not know her shame hugging Fisha.
"Brother misses too!!"
"Well, Sha, long time?! We'll guarantee you a long wait!" nia was upset.
"Punished, late earlier," Fisha replied casually as she picked up the broom she had dropped.
"Dong long means? We're going to walk," Zira said.
"I tell people," Tiam opened his voice and without Fisha's consent, Tiam immediately contacted his man.
Fisha was not angry, he smiled and dumped his broom, "Tiam is the most understanding," excited Fisha, no matter if he was labeled irresponsible.
"I told people you can leave the field too" Tiam told Gibran, knowing that Fisha was uncomfortable near Gibran.
"Where are you, Sha?" ask Afnan.
"Tuh, on the sidelines," Fisha pointed at her bag that contained quite a lot of stuff.
Afnan with his pekanya moves to pick up Fisha's bag and carry it.
"Come on!" invite Afnan to be greeted with a happy smile by them, except Tiam who is very calm.
While Gibran just stood still staring at the departure of the gang with wonder. Gibran did not lie to his heart, Fisha caught his attention in an instant.
"Let's go, pretty girls, we'll take a car with Mr. Tiam as our driver!" Nika casually went straight up to the top of the car whose roof was open.
Tiam can only surrender, it is so the provisions, he will drive this afternoon for the girls.
"OKAY, LET'S GO!!!" the girls with his spirit shouted and stood enjoying the afternoon breeze of Bandung.
"Add one more," Fisha said, looking at a girl sitting sweet-ass-ass beside Tiam.
Tiam chuckled softly, "Ermira, who was calling me at the time,"
"When did you visit Ley? Who thinks you're cheating on me?" joking Fisha while insinuating, made Ermira shy herself, while the others laughed.
"Yes,"
"I'm Fisha, Tiam's mistress," Fisha chuckled.
"Ermira, Altiam's future," Ermira replied unwilling to lose, making the whole car laugh, minus Tiam who just chuckled while staring at the streets.
"Well, what can only an affair be?!" fashion Fisha.
"The son of a tuh, Sha who lo rusuhin," said Nika also teasing.
"Oh, yeah, where's Ley? Why not come? You can stray here too?" Fisha diverted the conversation.
"Ley left for Kalimantan earlier. There's a problem in Dad's company over there. No time to say goodbye, so send greetings. I also want to say goodbye, tomorrow I will go to Korea, quite a long time. Keep Mira want to come and finally invited RANDA to make the same path as you and others," explained Tiam at length.
"You didn't say I was going to Korea?" cynical Ermira.
"I'm sorry, the intention is to say tomorrow," Tiam replied choosing to give up.
"Getting to Korea?" ask Fisha not want the business to get longer.
"The Dad's company is not just one," replied Tiam who sounded a bit arrogant to Fisha.
"Curtain, arrogant!" cynical Ermira who very highly represents Fisha.
Tiam chuckled, "So, where are we going? RANDA's been following me around,"
"Host Orphanage Misses,"
"The orphanage?!"
Tbc...
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