Tell a Story About Us
part 6's

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Now Bina sits on one of the bench stops, enjoying coconut ice with a view of the passing vehicle, which is boring, hoping angkot will pass, take her home. Connecting in his school MPLS activities only a day, so this is the first and last mpls Bina, to enter High School.

Bina lowered her head to press the power button on her phone. Now it shows the wallpaper and figures that show five o'clock in the afternoon. He's been waiting here for an hour.

Alone, no one accompanied. Bina continued to look down, occasionally seeing a vehicle that was milling around, hoping for an angkot that he was waiting for. Playing mobile phones to get rid of boredom. The sound of the vehicle continued to sound to be his friend. Until the sound of the motor stopped distracting him.

Bina looked up, found a young man who she expected, was one of the osis from her school, judging by the uniform she was wearing. Using a blue vespa motorbike with a helmet that matches the color of the motor, his face is invisible, due to the darkness of the helmet glass that the young man wore. The young man turned the motor key, to turn it off. Take off the helmet he was wearing, then get off his bike.

"I'm looking for it in a boarding house, what are you doing here?" The young man walked slowly towards Bina. Although his tone was normal, he was still upset by the reason this girl spoke at their last meeting, but he tried to accept it.

"I'm waiting for an angkot."

The young man stopped before Bina, looking down at Bina for a moment. Then raised his left hand, looking at the watch he had pinned there. "Jam this time where there is angkot, the angkot schedule here if not in the morning, yes at 2 pm, until 3 o'clock doang, ngak there will be this hour. Want you wait until the mallem also won't come angkotnya," the young man looked back at Bina.

Bina looked up, looking at the young man who was standing tall in front of her who was sitting. Then he looked back down, "I don't know, brother Irgi why here?"

"I was told to pick you up with mom, she said she wanted to have dinner together, get you first to go to school." Irgi, the young man has been humbled by the mother's request since he just turned off his motorbike in front of the house, after returning from school. Irgi sighed, he had not even taken a shower.

"I haven't had a bath, I'll pick her up if I take a shower."

"Jaudah come on." Irgi poked Bina's shoulder with his index finger.

"I said I took a shower" said Bina, holding her shoulder that had just been poked, looking up at the perpetrator.

"Yes, come on."

"Go take a shower."

"Well, come on, I'll take you to the boarding house, or you'll walk."

Bina looked up again at the tall young man before her, then looked down again. He wanted to resist, afraid of being on the street of one of the osis that saw them. Afraid that he would be the talk of the people, let alone accused of seizing the girlfriend of people, Bina did not want to. Bina doesn't want to hurt, she doesn't want to get involved in anything more complicated, Bina doesn't want to. Let Irgi and his girlfriend, taken care of by the young man, be Irgi's business, not his.

But imagine how tired he was after returning home pmls, continue to have to walk towards his boarding house, which is quite far, can die on the road he then.

Bina looked up again at Igri who was now also looking at him, nodding. Let it be, he just had to pray all the way so that no one would see them.

Irgi turned to walk towards his bike, rode it, put on a helmet, then turned back to Bina.

"You want to go to the boarding house?" Igri asked, when he found Bina still sitting watching him from the stop chair.

Bina regained her senses, hurriedly stood up to throw the finished coconut ice earlier, into the trash, then approached Irgi and his motor.

"Udah?" Igri turned on the motor, silenced it for a moment. While waiting for Bina to be ready behind him.

"Udah brother."

Irgi runs his motor joining other vehicles with their respective goals. The young man set the speed of his motorbike so as not to be too tight. The two-wheeled vehicle is now running slowly, along with the vehicle that began to overtake him.

"Build." Irgi called, trying to open the conversation halfway through.

"Hmm." Bina snuck from behind.

"What does my voice sound like?" The young man asked, making sure Bina really heard him.

"Sounds really," said Bina, his voice is not inferior to the air they lunge, because the vehicle drove slowly.

"You said you wanted to go 'this' first, right?"

Bina understood 'this' that the young man before her meant was, about the two of them.

"Yes" replied Bina briefly.

"About me and Pita, you don't have to think about it. That's my business. And about our parents, I'll try to keep them from being disappointed." The young man breathed quite a heavy sigh.

Bina nodded, 'his name is Pita.'

It feels very heavy for Irgi. It may be hard to leave the person we hope to share love with until later, but must be replaced with another figure who was just known a few days ago. Accepting a new person, and leaving the person who actually made it back in color, was not as easy as one might imagine.

Bina himself never had a girlfriend, but he sometimes understood, because not once twice he received curses from his friends. From the breath of this young man, Bina was sure that this matter was very difficult for this young man to accept. He himself has resigned to how later, as his parents say, they always try the best for their children. While for reasons not willing to marry himself, he will try to see more of the good side in the ideal couple according to Bina, including that of his parents.

"And for you.... I also try, whatever it is, it doesn't make you hurt." The young man returned to voice.

The traffic in front of them changed color to red. The vehicle they were riding in, slowly stopped. Igri lowered his legs, keeping the balance on the bike. The two looked up, staring at the rectangular object with its three lights, which was now boasting the red color, a sign that the vehicle had to stop for a moment.

Bina is silent, in her heart she is also a worshiper. Hopefully, whatever he chooses later, does not hurt and disappoint the people he loves.

The square object that had boasted its red color, now changed to green. Irgi went back to running his bike, to the destination.

Not long ago, now the blue vespa was parked neatly in front of the boarding house Bina.

"Want you to wait, brother?" Bina asked puzzledly, when she saw this tall young man enter without being invited. Not polite.

The young man nodded, walking straight towards the kitchen of Bina. It was ambushing to see the condition of the place was so messy.

"That's a mess, Bin."

Bina who was about to enter the room to put her bag down, looked in shock.

"O Allah, don't go there" Bina ran over to Irgi, who was now behind him. His big bag is still faithful he carried. Stretched his hands in front of the young man, trying to get in the way.

Prang

That's right, Bina's big bag nudged the frying pan and her friends stacked on the sink. This caused the objects to fall, lie down, and partially break, under the feet of Bina. It makes a loud voice.

Bina was stunned by what she had just done. Slowly he looked down, there, under the feet of Bina, broken plates of cups and bowls scattered, the pan and his partner also bounced away from the feet of Bina. Slowly Bina looked up, looking at the young man who was now also staring at her. It would have felt like Bina was crying if there were no other humans here.

"Sister," call Bina, ask for help.

The young man who had been silent looked at Bina in shock, now blinked his eyes, trying to reverse consciousness.

"Don't move" cried Irgi, making Bina who had wanted to move take a broom to clean up the mess now stopped, shocked.

"Later you get the shard," he continued.

"Continue?" Bina asked, looking up at Irgi.

Irgi was confused looking left and right, but did not find a good idea. Finally hesitantly he tucked his hand in Bina's armpit. Bina glares. The young man ignored him, he quickly raised Bina, with no expression of objection at all, like instead of lifting a human, taking her to a spot clean of shards.

Bina gawked, standing still not moving at all. The young man who had just picked him up immediately ran out.

"Sister.." said Bina softly, her eyes still staring at the door that swallowed the young man from her sight. Confused, awkward, shocked, embarrassed, already mixed evenly in Bina.

No matter how long, the young man who made Bina half conscious was back. In his hand there was a broom and serok, walking in the mess that Bina did.

While Irgi cleaned up the shards of shard. Bina was still in her place, eager to open her mouth but embarrassed by what she had just done.

"From you just shut up, mending help me," Irgi turned to Bina. Apparently different from Bina who looks very embarrassed, this young man even looks relaxed and ordinary.

Bina looked at Irgi. Quiescent. He didn't sound a thing.

"Judah, you take a shower." The young man shook his hand, commanding Bina to take a shower immediately and prepare.

Bina immediately entered the room, closed the door. Silence, confused, Bina is already like an insane person. He blinked his eyes slowly, then.

"Oh my God."

Bina immediately smelled his armpits, although Irgi's hand, 'prospective husband' Bina, was attached to his armpits. What if it smells terasi, and it sticks to Irgi's hand? Because he was hot-warm abis, dry, from morning until afternoon activities. Oh besides being embarrassing, Bina is also afraid of the human behind the door that she is sanding, ilfil to him. If Irgi was not her future husband, it would still be a shame.

"It's safe." Said Bina, after smelling her armpits. The smell is not so bad, not too noticeable. May it not stick, that's only Bina's prayer now.

Finished with the drama of his armpits, Bina now began to take off her bag, take out a towel and immediately prepare to take a bath. Afraid that young man will wait for her long.

Not half an hour to wait. Bina came out of the room, she looked at the young man who was now also staring at her.

"Udah?" Irgi asked.

Bina nodded. He looked around, especially in the kitchen. The place is now clean from the shard, not only that, the sink that was dirty and full is now clean and tidy. He turned to look at the place of the simple dishes, there were already some dishes and other kitchen utensils that were still dripping water, like just washed. Bina gawked at her.

"That's permission to clean up, because it's uncomfortable." Irgi made an awkward voice, scratching the back of his non-itchy neck. It was not good to see Bina gawking at her own kitchen. "Sorry, just now also make tea ngak permission first, it's the dish was also washing all the things," he continued.

Bina turned to Irgi, looking at the young man who now looked bad. It does not matter if Irgi wants to make tea or make food though. But he was surprised why the young man washed and cleaned his dishwasher.

Bina nodded doubtfully, answering Irgi.

"You want to go now?" Irgi asked. Then walked out, as the girl nodded her head.

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