Tell a Story About Us
part 12's

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“Dek Build.”

Bina turned her head to the origin of the voice, the youth with sweat drenching his forehead running towards Bina. Bina scrunched her forehead, asking in her head why the young man had approached her.

“Why Brother?” Ask Bina when the young man was in front of her.

“Nbasketball coach yes Dek Bina.”

Bina flanged, “Bina can't Kak.”

“Why? You're good, you're cool. In a few months, the big brother team wants to play Dek, need a coach.” Revelation cupped her hands in front of her chest, “please.”

“But.”

“Dek Bina busain aja, later contact brother if change your mind.” The Revelation raised its hand towards Bina.

Bina was silent, frowning her forehead back, not understanding what the human in front of her meant. Does this young man want to ask Bina for money to pay the angkot, to go home. Thinking of that, made Bina reach into his pocket to take out ten thousand rupiahs from inside there, handing it over to Revelation. Who knows Revelation needs more than him, pity also if you have to go home on foot, maybe his house is further and time-consuming than the boarding house.

Revelation clucked to see it, “request number Bina Deck, later can not be contacted if it does not have the number.” Revelation explained slowly, after seeing Bina tilting her head, with a questioning look.

“Ooh.” Bina nodded her head, her hands moving back into the money, changing into her bag looking for a cell phone. “Nih.”

Revelation accepted it, typing the number on Bina's phone, then pressing the call button, until the phone rang.

“Nih, sister first yes.” Revelation runs away from Bina, having returned the phone to its owner.

After the revelation disappeared from the corridor, Bina walked towards the stop waiting for the angkot. But in the middle of the journey the scenery at the end of the corridor makes Bina stop for a moment. He stood there facing a girl Bina knew named Pita. They're talking about something Bina can't hear. Shrug Bina's shoulders continuing the path.

"Yes Gi..."

Irgi sighed for the umpteenth time, he saw that the girl's eyes before him were already flushed with tears.

"Pit, I'm not papa, we go first." Irgi said, his tone was so soft.

"But I'm sick Gi, I'm sick." The ribbon raised his voice, his tears that he had previously endured now slid freely wet his cheeks.

"You can heal." Press Irgi.

"No, I can't get well, the doctor says the chance is only twenty percent." The girl covered her face, using her palms.

"Can, twenty percent of it can still be Pit, baby..." Irgi holds Pita's shoulder, embracing her in an embrace. The atmosphere of the school was now deserted, the bell came home two hours ago. He's here standing at the end of the hallway with the girl who two hours ago called him here.

The girl shook her head in Irgi's arms, "can't Gi, impossible." He said a hiccup, his voice almost indistinct, muffled from being in an embrace.

"Dear no, you can, rich first, you think I will leave you, if I think rich that I have done it before. But not right?" Irgi tightened his embrace with the girl. Honestly, he loves her very much, she is a good girl and full of tenderness, of many women, she is the only one that Irgi thinks is different.

"You can be the same woman you were boning yesterday, she's beautiful." Pita took off her embrace, looking down at Irgi's shoes.

"You jealous?" Irgi asked.

"No, I want us to break up, I'm sick." Pita pressed her words.

Irgi was silent, from the many debates they did, only the first time the girl in front of him said such words. Irgi looked at Pita, the girl who was still bowing her head, crying made her shoulders shake. Is this the end of them, really Irgi does not want, he loves him very much, one year is a long time for them, Irgi knows many things, learned many things from this girl, Irgi, he had even known about this girl's illness before they were in a relationship, he didn't even matter, but why now this girl was saying this.

The ribbon took a deep breath, preparing to make a sound. "Jaudah." he said, after which he left, leaving Irgi in a quiet hall by himself, without saying any more words.

Irgi breathed a heavy sigh. He stayed still, staring at the girl who was now starting to move away from where he was standing now. The young man looked down at his own shoes, the black pantofel shoes were now getting wet with water droplets falling from both eyes. Irgi raised his hand, in order to close his eyes, his shoulders trembled with his sobs.

Really Irgi did not want to separate from the girl, really Irgi so loved her, really Irgi wanted to take care of her. The girl who managed to get him out of his comfort zone, the girl who made him no longer the same as he used to be, really he really does not want to get away from him. He knew the girl herself needed him, she needed someone to support each other, to be each other's spirit. Irgi will fight for it.

The young man wiped away his tears, once again letting out a long sigh. Running out of school, into the parking lot to find his bike, riding him to the place of someone he thought was one of the people who made it this way.

.....

"Can you refuse this match?"

Irgi's question made the girl who was now sitting in front of him now look at him in shock.

Irgi has made up his mind, he will be with Pita even if the girl wants them to separate. He will reject the arranged marriage made by his parents to himself and the girl in front of him. However, Andi the papa will definitely not agree to his wishes, and he makes sure all the keys are on the girl who is still staring at him. This girl can make him escape from the matchmaking that makes them like this.

"Build." Call her. "I don't know what the future will be, but I want to make my own future. I want to take my own path." Irgi stared fixedly at Bina.

"Do you think I want to be fooled?" Bina stared back at Irgi. "I don't want to either. If not for that." Bina plays her hand.

"That's what?" Irgi was still staring at Bina.

Bina was silent, she did not want to say anything to Irgi, the same thing that the young man said when he started discussing Pita. This is not Irgi's business, and he will take care of it, his own business. Something he didn't have to tell anyone, not even his parents.

"Bina, your reason has something to do with my life. Please say." Irgi still spoke softly, yet he pressed on his last two words.

"It's none of Irgi's business, it's my business, I take care of myself." Bina said, he also followed the young man's speech intonation.

"Where does it have anything to do with me? For that reason, you want to be betrothed to me, it's as important as anything?" The young man sighed when he finished speaking.

"It's none of Irgi's business." Bina looked at Irgi, her tone rising by an octave.

Irgi stared back, he saw the girl's eyes reddened with tears in them. Irgi sighed, he could not be provoked by emotions. He saw Bina raising her chest and starting to catch her breath, the girl also clenched her hands, perhaps holding herself back from crying in front of him.

Irgi took a deep breath before he spoke, he looked at Bina softly. "Sorry." he said. "I may be just as emotionally rich as you are, but please Bina, tell me the reason, it concerns me. I love Pita very much, I want to take care of her, if there is you I can not be the same Pita. If you don't tell me why, I have no reason to be with you. You said you didn't want to be betrothed to me, but you also can't say no to your parents, for some reason. I'm the same, I can't refuse unless you refuse. Please, before you graduate, please tell me the reason. Please tell me, so I can also consider." Irgi looked at Bina softly, he took a deep breath for the umpteenth time.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Irgi got up from his seat, leaving Bina alone.

After Irgi's departure, Bina covered her face. He was crying, his whole body was even shaking from his sobs.

Is he selfish? Does he arbitrarily make his own decisions, so that others do not even have a chance because of him. Just like before? Will it be the same as before? He was a member of a basketball organization called Lesgar. Bina still remembered how her friends cried, how her body shook at that time. News that aired on the mobile phone of one of them, aired news of the death, death of their members.

The story of a fourteen-year-old girl who died, leaving the world before her dream was even achieved. Is Bina going to be an inhibitor too this time? A person's inhibitor of reaching for their dreams and hopes? What Bina would be like that again.

Bina sobbed, but for a moment, she got up still with tears washing over her, walking towards her room.

While Irgi sighed, he himself did not leave. He stood in front of the door of the boarding house, listening to the stuffing of the girl, he was afraid Bina did things that were beyond the estimate of BMKG. After the sound of his sobbing disappeared, Irgi just boarded his vespanya motorbike to leave Bina's boarding house.

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