ARSHAKA
Presiding

I moved my foot to step into the classroom, then I was greeted by a few pairs of eyes looking at me with judgment.

Their glances continued to lurk me until I sat in the classroom, even the glance was still felt by me during class activities, also after coming out of the room they did not escape staring at my presence with a faint whisper that I could still catch,

"oh she's the one who kissed Arshaka in Jeanne's party,"

"uh, really she's the one who kissed Arshaka?"

"kok she can be close to Arshaka anyway?"

I'm getting sick, it's not one day I'm treated like this, it's been 3 days after Jeanne's party was held I'm like a big fugitive. It's hard to move around as if the world won't let me roam anywhere.

I think things will go back to the way they were if I don't change their behavior. But things are not on my side anymore.

Not only this that makes me sick, after that damn event a man named Arshaka also keeps popping up in front of me for 3 days.

3 Days in a row I found her figure was gathering with the campus children, either in front of the yard smoking or found her eating in the cafeteria.

Right now I am sitting alone on the terrace of the cafe shop next to the campus building, where I like to be alone while enjoying my monotonous activities. Listening to music with earphones and daydreaming about obscure things: whether it's about my college, Dad and Leo, and thinking about my future destiny.

Karin had gone home first to help her mother in the Boutique. At first I wanted to go to the Boutique but I suddenly had a business with the prodi lecturer, and after finishing I decided to sit pensive in the cafe.

If I daydream again my mind is critical enough. In my mind I was determined to make small changes in order to have an advanced life.

But when I wanted to live it, my determination overflowed somewhere.

Sometimes I wonder at myself like this. I don't have a passion for life, but I'm happy.

Then I checked my phone and opened up all my social media: looking at the instagram homepage, reading tweets, then watching videos on youtube.

Suddenly someone came, put 2 cups of coffee on the table and sat the person in front of me. I looked up at him, looking at him smiling like the sun.

It was so blinding, that my eyes ached to see it.

"just deserve to be hot. There's a sun in front of me."

Just as I likened it to the sun, he floated a casual flutter using the topic of the sun as well.

You are also like the sun, making a heartache.

I ignored his presence, I refocused on looking at my phone. But he didn't let me ignore him, so he kept talking to me.

"said Muel you often order coffee here while waiting for your friend, what's his name? Karin, right?"

I didn't write, still staring at the phone. Lazy.

"weekend is no event? If not, we will go to the cinema. Or do you want to take a walk? Or you want to shop for something, I'm with you." he said, propping up his chin with one hand, he was glued to look at me but I had no intention of returning his gaze. Just look with no interest.

I was still silent in front of him, until I was shocked when he grabbed my phone forcibly. Then he pocketed my phone in his gray uniform pocket when I wanted to grab my phone.

Our activities began to be glimpsed by cafe visitors who were the majority of campus children. Hmm serious already, my name is increasingly being sneered by the entire campus building.

"if anyone talks to you, look into his face. The time I had to teach you ethics when talking to other people?"

Without needing him to say I already know the ethical way of communicating with the interlocutor.

The problem is I don't want to talk to him.

"return my hp!" tell me with one hand outstretched forward. When I approached him and wanted to grab his hand, he stepped aside and shook my hand.

"weekend I picked you up at home."

Arshaka, the man who should have respected me because I was 3 years older than him, treated me arbitrarily and forced me to obey his will. 

Who is he?

"don't be weird! If you want to go with another woman, not me. Now give me back my phone!"

I tried to approach her again, reaching into her pants pocket, but she avoided my resistance by clutching my arm.

It's true that her grip doesn't hurt but I don't like her touching me like that.

Then he started to let go of my hand when I groaned dislike him.

"say first I'll give it back."

"o Lord!" I gripped my hair in annoyance. "what do I do to let you know that I don't want to go with you?"

"i assume you want to go with me, I'll pick you up at 8 p.m."

I don't think with all his thoughts right now. I was annoyed to look at him, and he put my phone on the table.

Before he left, for a while he stroked my head gently and raised a smile at me.

Then he left me with mixed feelings: annoyed, angry, irritated, but I was curious.

He said he'd pick me up at home, but how could he? He doesn't know where my house is. I haven't told her where my address is.

Never mind, I don't care. Maybe he just nodded at me.

Soon I ordered a taxi online to go home.

Today he made my mood worse.

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After the meeting at the cafe, I did not address the figure of Arshaka in the campus area.

My days were back to normal, the college kids were no longer talking about me, nor were they looking at me weird anymore. Back with me who wasn't very important in their lives.

Surely I'm more comfortable like this, feeling free and relieved. Because I don't like being the center of attention.

I was watching tv in the living room, watching the talk show channel starring Sule and Andre Taulany. The quiet and quiet house became noisy with my laughter seeing Sule disguised as one of the famous magicians among the community.

The house is just me, Leo and Dad are going to the ornamental fish booth. Now they both have a new hobby that is collecting ornamental fish. After returning home from work last afternoon Dad brought a new aquarium that was quite large, and now they are looking for new residents in the aquarium.

Ting... Kegs...

The doorbell was heard by me, but I did not get off the couch. After I stopped laughing to see Sule and Andre on tv I just stepped into the door.

Strange, the tumens really Daddy and Leo hit the bell when they came home. Usually they will go straight in, if the door is locked they will shout to call me.

I turned the key and pulled the doorknob. Then I looked up and saw Arshaka standing in front of me, wearing a white hoodie with black jeans.

"hi Bi..."

Staring at him from head to toe, then looking back at his face in disbelief.

"ok you not ready yet? I told you I'd pick you up at 8."

"you really came? How can?" ask me stammering.

"Arsha.."

We both turned to the source of the sound, found Dad and Leo had gone home while carrying plastic filled with ornamental fish.

"eh Leo." said Arshaka casually, then he walked up to Father and kissed the back of his hand as a sign of respect.

"you, know each other?" ask me curiously. Then Leo said,

"familiar. Kan Arsha one school and my same class."

I'm speechless.

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"you keep quiet? Again, yeah?"

I didn't respond to Arshaka's words earlier. My head is dizzy, fill my head with cement, want to break the taste.

I sat quietly beside Arshaka, during the trip he was non-stop talking to me. The general and dime topics he floated with a smile that never went out since he managed to take me away with him.

After Leo said that if he and Arshaka knew each other, and said that Arshaka likes to play at home, then I understood why he was so PD said he would pick me up at home.

She knew me as her brother Leo, several times she had played at home and found me too cool with my own world.

Inevitably I ended up going with him because Dad immediately agreed with Arshaka's wishes.

Also I was more gawking when Arshaka managed to persuade Dad by saying no-no to Dad,

"om, I'd like to take Brother Bian out. I promise it won't be long."

"where are you going?"

"mau ajakin kak Bian streets om. If it's acceptable, I'll approach Brother Bian. Please pray the blessing, o'm,"

Given that my head is getting throbbing dizzy.

"are you sick? Want me to buy you some medicine?" when the car stopped in front of the minimarket.

So we just went for a walk to enjoy the density of the Capital, not to the Mall or go watch the bisokop that he offered at the beginning.

I didn't expect it, but I would be satisfied if he understood that I wasn't comfortable with him.

But it looks like he does not understand, or intentionally does not know.

Then he returned after entering the minimarket, when in the car he took out several bottles of mineral water and snacks.

"eat gih, I buy you your favorite snack."

I was astonished to see him buy me a snack that I liked: tortilla ciki and potatoes, and there were also pies and chocolate sticks.

"do you know where I like all this?" ask me with a frown.

"just consider me your secret admire" he replied with a smile.

"i'm serious!"

"i'm serious too Bi..."

He cleared a short, short thump,

"...not secret admire either. I really found out after we kissed Jeanne's party."

"what?" ask me not to believe.

He sniffed his shoulders short.

Then I said, "hear yes, that kiss was a coincidence. You know I kissed you because I was drunk."

When I realized that I wasn't kissing Erick in Jeanne's party, I immediately distanced myself from Arshaka. Then hurriedly left the building even though I staggered.

Karin caught up with me and took me to her house to stay overnight. Until the next morning I had just returned home after my condition was really good like a normal person.

Dad never forbade me to try drinking alcohol, but I was disinclined because Dad never talked to me about it. I even know that alcohol is not good for my body, even though most people say alcohol has a good side.

"yes, I know..."

"...though not intentionally but I like." he continued again by plastered plain face.

"like?" snorting me cynically, then turning my gaze sideways while blinding my hands to the chest.

"i hear you are a player, rarely seen with 1 woman only. Why are you even approaching me just because a kiss doesn't mean that?"

"to you is meaningless, but to me it is." he said relaxed but sounded firm.

"uhuh??" my screams glared at him.

"you judge me by the opinions of others. What if you personally judge me directly?"

"let's just say you want to hang out with me."

"yes it is."

I turned my bead pissed.

"why should I? Why not just women again?"

"i just want you, Bianca."

"i don't want to." I broke up fiercely, but he chuckled amusedly at me.

"i'll make you want to be with me."

"you can't force me."

"i can..."

Before he said anything else, he confirmed his position so that he would face me. The manic was so fixed that he looked at me deeply, as if he had locked me up so that I could not escape him.

Then he smiled.

"...I'll make sure you're mine, Bianca."

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