#Move On, Jomb!
Chapter 7: I don't care!

...APPROACHES...

...#Caring...

...“Don't try to care, I don't want to be betrayed.” —Fighters move on, Hana Aulia....

...•••...

After delivering the task to the table of Bu Nessa in the Teacher Room, Aul accidentally passed through the Library which was then quiet. Out of curiosity and want to sort out the Language book that will be his allowance for discussion during the collection later—which will be deposited with the Chairman, in order to become a routine program.

There was no intention of Aul to eavesdrop, only that the voice of the Caliph was very familiar to Aul, also his voice was a little loud. To make Aul can hear it.

“Yakin? You were alone with Azriel and it was often, not just once,” search Halifah by emphasizing the word ‘Azriel’ in his sentence.

“She disturbs.” It was Anzella's voice and Aul was convinced that his guess was correct.

Shortly after, another chiming sound was heard, “Why don't you tell me the problem that came to you? Who are we really, Zell?” His voice was hoarse, it seemed like he was sad. Aul did not dare to guess, he was afraid of being prejudiced.

“Hmm, sorry I was never honest with you guys. I don't want to always depend on you. Thank you for always being there for me, Anzella will tell you what happened lately, but not here.” Anzella's voice trembled slightly as she recited the sentence, Aul knew that she was trying to hold back her cries.

Only a part of that sentence Aul heard, but it was enough for Aul to conclude. That Anzella attitude is respected by many people, is a form of defense so as not to involve many people in the problem.

After the book he borrowed was recorded by Bu Yanti—The guardian mother of library—on a paper that read ‘Borrowed book’ with five columns that list the details of the book's loan date and the book's return.

“Thank you, Ma.” Aul smiled stiffly at Bu Yanti, a woman with glasses minus who likes to collect books.

Bu Yanti slightly drooped her glasses, staring at Aul with a flat face. “Remember, return it after three days or if you want to extend the loan period.” Aul nodded in understanding, Bu Yanti continued her line of advice. “If it is late a day only, fine according to the provisions!” Bu Yanti showed the order of the library displayed on a poster.

Aul muttered in his heart, one of the rules there.

“If it is too late to return the book, then the party who borrowed it will be fined according to the price of the book.”

Aul swallowed his hard-earned saliva, glancing awkwardly at Bu Yanti. “B-well, Mom. I will return it on time,” he said and leave the library immediately in a hurry.

Anzella is seen still talking with her three friends—one of whom is Halifah and the other two are not Aul recognize— who comes from the department of Makeup.

His friends had left and left Anzella who was carrying a lot of thick books.

‘Maybe her friend offered her help, but Zella refused. Ugh, he definitely doesn't want to trouble others.’ Inner Aul.

Aul approaches Anzella while calling her name. Although not too close to Anzella, but Anzella had a platoon with him during the National Martial Arts Character Education last year.

“Zella!” The girl whose name felt called, stopped her steps. He very carefully turned his head to Aul who was walking towards him.

“This let me help.” Aul took out a portion of the package book that was in Anzella's hands, stacking it on top of the Language book he was carrying.

Now half the PPKN package book has been switched on Aul's hand. Before Anzella protested, Aul again added his sentence. “You habit, this heavy load is carried alone,” scolding Aul.

They walked hand in hand towards the Department of Makeup, Anzella felt a little helped. His hand had gone numb because he talked too long with his best friend who offered help. Of course Anzella refused, she did not want to make people more troubled because of it.

She has been trained to be a strong and independent girl.

“Hm .. thanks, Hana,” said Anzella sincerely. Not forgetting, Anzella smiled faintly at the end of her sentence.

Aul screeched happily, Anzella is the only person at this school who calls out her first name. In addition, seeing the smiling face of Anzella is a very rare sight at Bratajaya school.

“Well, that, Zell. Smile.” Aul gave his best smile to Anzella. “You're prettier if you smile, you know, Zell. But don't smile a lot, danger,” said Aul sok mysterious.

“Why? Crazy huh?” guess Anzella.

Aul shakes. “Not, but later considered looking for attention. Or even more dangerous, guys on a crush!”

Anzella chuckled, she was amused at Aul who explained it excitedly but her expression looked gloomy. “Experience yes?”

Aul laughed loudly, the books he brought were almost clean, but with alacrity Aul can balance it again. “So good looking yes Zell?” Anzella. “Yes gini, yes. Fighters move on anyway,” said Aul proud of himself.

In my heart, Anzella prayed for Aul to move on. Because he knew, Aul must have felt troubled by the presence of people in his past. Although Aul said it with half a joke, but his eyes were implying a livability. Anzella could see it, because those eyes wouldn't lie.

...•••...

Akmal explained in detail, even to the way Aul dated the person named ‘Irlan’.

“Well, so. Anyway, in the past, this Aul is very plain, if likened to rich porcelain that is fragile and still plain, has not been pictured anything.”

Akmal smirked at Riziq who had been silent from earlier listening to his explanation. “If you want PDKT same Aul, kaya will be a bit difficult anyway.”

Riziq's forehead frowned in wonder. “Why?”

“There is a guardian for him.”

“Mahesa it?” guess Riziq.

Akmal snapped his finger. “Bene! Steady Boss, already know about doi,” kelakarnya.

Riziq stared faintly at Akmal. “Everyone also knows he's on the same shuttle Mahesa.”

“Wah, the smell of jealousy!” Akmal was excited, he clapped his hands while patting Riziq's back. “Sabar yes, as long as the yellow janur has not curved, the tikung-menikung business is still halal.”

Riziq pulled Akmal's head hard enough. “Damn lo!”

Akmal's starting the bike, they're in the student parking lot. Akmal who just finished the meeting of OSIS and Riziq who had just finished gathering with the Basupati children, they had taken the time to talk at Kantin Bu Sri. Until the explanation from Akmal stopped when they decided to go home immediately because it was already evening.

“Tuh, doi.” Akmal showed Aul standing at two o'clock. “His power is not pick up. His face is mumet.”

“Continue the problem?” ask Riziq.

Akmal stroked his chest, patiently. “Talk, pick up anther let you know the doi house, right? Kasian tuh diem.”

Riziq was still silent, although he had already told Akmal, that the reason ‘ingin to know about Aul’ was because he had a mandate from Wildan.

Maybe there was a misunderstanding that Akmal inferred, or something wrong with him as well?

“Have to be?” ask Riziq again.

Akmal sighed in annoyance, he snapped at Riziq's head. “Asper lo! I don't care!”

Riziq chuckled softly, he pointed his middle finger at Akmal who had been sucking on him.

Riziq stopped his bike in front of Aul, making Aul jump in shock due to his sudden presence.

“Not home?”

Aul shook his head weakly. “Nobody picked up, lowbat mobile phones and public transportation that no one passed by mulu,” explained Aul while wailing to find public transportation that might cross Bratajaya school at half-six this afternoon.

As a good chairman, Riziq should care about the safety of its members, right?

Although today there is no extracurricular collection of languages, but Riziq took the initiative to pick up Aul not only just a boost from Akmal, he was also worried if Aul desperate to go home by public transportation, bad things that are often talked about in the mass media happen to him.

Riziq is not bad-minded, it's just that, we have to be more careful, right?

Riziq followed Aul's gaze backwards, then glanced back at Aul. “No public transport will be available at this hour.”

Aul thumped frequently. “Anything should be there!” Aul's voice was slightly pushy and whining slowly, he sometimes likes to be upset if the PMR group must be no one responsible for delivering it home— under the pretext that Aul's house is located very far—mata Aul already teary, holding back tears.

“Bareng me, how?" tawar Riziq's.

Aul blinked slowly, he felt awkward as Riziq offered his help. Aul sure, surely Riziq will also say the same thing if he already knows his home address.

“My house is in Nusa Indah housing, you know? Are you sure you will take me there?”

Despite not knowing the location of the housing mentioned by Aul, Riziq nodded his head. Kasian also saw a woman standing restlessly in front of the school, with a vehicle that was not necessarily his arrival.

“Udah up aja cepetan, later hunt plus night.”

According to Aul, he sat behind Riziq hesitantly, he still doubts if Riziq will take him home.

Do not let, later in the middle of the road, he was revealed for reasons similar to his friends.

Aul does not want to expect more because he is afraid that hope leads to disappointment or accidentally he hurt the person— by bothering him for example?

“Lo really do not mind to my nganterin, so?” aul asked half-screaming, because of the noise from the vehicle on the highway.

Riziq slightly glanced through the rearview mirror. “Gue does not carry lo.”

Aul clucked, he pinched Riziq's waist in annoyance. “Don't bummer now, Riz! I don't want you if suddenly later, you get off me in the middle of the road.”

There was the sound of Riziq's laughter behind his full face helmet. “Where do I want to be a killer because nurunin children people in the middle of the road, ogah.”

“IH, NOT SO RICH ALSO RIZIQ!! LO DON'T BE SLIPPING DEH!”

Riziq's laughter was exploding, he didn't know if pranking Aul would be fun like this. “Quietly, I'm not that rich guy. My mother taught me to behave well with women,” replied Riziq seriously.

Although his voice was disguised by the speed of the vehicle, Aul could hear it clearly. He poked his lips, it turned out that this Riziq was the mamaable type of man like him. “Basic fakboy!” aul's grumbling is pretty loud.

While at a crossroads near the police station, Riziq suddenly stopped his motorbike. Aul's panicking. “EH, WOI! DON'T TELL ME IF YOU WANT TO DOWNIN ME HERE, HUAAA,” he replied excitedly, he repeatedly hit Riziq's back so scared.

“Not that,” says Riziq.

Aul glared, looking at Riziq with concern. “Keep why?”

Riziq rubbed his nape, glancing at Aul at a glance. “Who's house is next door huh? I don't know the way.”

Remind Aul not to scream right now. “Please have google maps, so please call in which way your house? This is a lot of roads that call the Nusa Indah rummer,” continued Riziq, so that Aul is not anxious.

Riziq is busy with his phone, looking for Aul's house on google maps. “Jalan Raya Kemuning,” sahut Aul fast.

Riziq gave his phone to Aul. “Nih, please direct the way.” Aul nodded, he instructed Riziq towards the road indicated by google maps.

If only Mahesa was not busy with her gang child and if the phone is not lowbat, it is certain that Aul is now home and is relaxing.

“Riz, mobile lo ten percent more, strong no?”

Despite having lived in Jakarta for quite a while, Aul had no recollection of the road at all. He was very forgetful about the road.

“He is strong ...”

Right after Riziq said his sentence, his phone instantly died.

“For a short time,” continued Riziq who made Aul cry loudly for fear of not reaching his home.

“HUAAA, HOW IS RIZ?!!”