
“ FRIENDS ALL LATER DO NOT GO HOME FIRST! WE CLEAN UP OUR CLASSES, BECAUSE NEXT WEEK WILL BE IN THE CLEANEST AND MOST BEAUTIFUL CLASS ASSESSMENT RACE”. Shouted arhan as class president.
After school we cleaned the classroom, fixed some broken tables, mopped the floor, cleaned the windows and cleared the sky of the classroom sky full of profit nests.
We came home quite late, I arrived home at 5pm which means we cleaned the class for about 3 hours starting from 2.
When I got home I cleaned up and went to bed because I was too tired. At 8pm I woke up, I saw a missed call from fathan 10 minutes ago.
I want her to call her back, but I'm too scared. Last afternoon at school I saw him with his ex, I don't know for sure whether he's back with the girl or not, good if not but if it?.
I don't want to be a woman who destroys people's relationships, I'm a woman and that girl is also a woman, I really understand how the pain is if the relationship we are living in is present a third person in her.
everyone deserves to be happy, including me, but what should rob others of their happiness in order to be happy?.
But certainly in reply or not, I still want to love him, just as an admirer because of the matter of having me self-conscious first. I love her next up to her.
After a few moments of looking at the phone screen I fell asleep again. Tomorrow I have to come quickly because I am one of the important people in the class, how not I am the treasurer, without me all activities related to money can not be on the road. Therefore, before returning home this afternoon Arhan told me to come quickly tomorrow morning, because we will buy the items needed to decorate the class.
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“so na, you go with me aja ya”. Bring arhan.
Only a few people have just arrived. Arhan is one of the men who just arrived, you could say he is the most handsome here.
“mau where?”. Ask fathan. He stood at the door, with his hands in his pockets, an untidy shirt, an open top button and random hair. It looks so badboy.
“mau buy something outside”. Answer arhan.
“yuna with me, come on na”. Bring fathan.
I looked towards arhan. I asked for his approval, the article he first invited me, would be very disrespectful if I left him just like that. Moreover, he is the class leader, which for sure he also needs to join us.
I went with fathan on his motor matic. He is not like other bad boys, if others choose motorcycles such as racing motorcycles or his kind, he instead choose the matic.
The reason is quite simple, because she often travels with her mother so she chooses a motor matic for her mother to be comfortable. Sounds simple, right?. But very effective for me. It must be lucky that someone loved by him, do not imagine how special he treats the woman.
We have arrived
“sit first na, while waiting arhan”.
I sat next to her, a little far apart because I wanted to keep my distance from her.
“why far away?”. Ask her. Then he moved closer to me.
“let's be more comfortable, it's not good to see people”.
“which one is watching?”. Ask her again
“kemarin.”.want me to continue but like him I do not deserve to know. We don't have any relationship so I'm not entitled if I'm jealous.
“kemarin it temen me, ga accidentally met”. Clearly her. He knows where I'm talking.
“we have dated before, but we have broken up kok”. Continue again.
I nodded, but the answer didn't satisfy me, didn't it if they broke up they could get back together again?.why didn't he explain a little more detail to me that could make my heart calmer?.
Long enough we both waited for arhan and velly. In our waiting time, fathan told me many things, including random things such as the reason why stones are called stones, why not called leaves?.
He joked but I enjoyed his joke. If I may ask the Lord, I will ask him during his time with me and if in kabul will I take care of him full of love, he said, I'll take care of him a thousand times better than I take care of myself.