Call Me Isha
21. Like or Love?

Sunday, my break time is used to help clean up the house or gardening as it is today, struggling with the plants in the small front yard of the house.

"Morning!"

Still in a crouching position while mowing the grass, I turned my head as the figure that greeted me was standing beside the body.

I thought that if the voice of the person who called me earlier was just a hallucination, I saw for myself how a man in a white shirt smiled broadly at me.

Given my unsightly position, I chose to stand with my eyes. "Pa-morning."

"You have no intention of bully me at home, right?"

Arga chuckled before shaking his head. "That's why I'm here because of something unusual to be dammed."

"What?"

My palms rubbed my cheeks. "Lasso."

"Huh?" My mouth is wide open.

Arga fingers moved to lift a little bit of my chin to make lips clenched. "Entar insects in."

"O-okay. So the reason you're here is because?"

"The miss of Isha, the feeling of ashes that is invisible yet deeply afflicting."

I took back the grass clippers and pointed them at Arga.

"Hey! Relax Sha."

"You really don't want to bully me, do you?"

The handsome man slowly lowered the sharp object I was still pointing at. "I'm still sane if you want to know."

"Gosh, you're ruining my mood" Arga sighed afterwards.

I was confused but now I took one step back. "You're not gonna fuck around, are you?"

"You won't understand, and I'm sorry if I've been wrong with you all this time" she said.

"You-you're sorry? Really?" tanyaku plain.

"Do I look like I'm kidding? Comeon! I'm so sorry I treated you like that, so I'm sorry,"

"Necessary. Go then! Didn't I forgive you yesterday?"

"You're kicking me out?" Arga raised an eyebrow, making it look even cooler in my eyes.

"My father doesn't like to see me with strangers."

"I'm not a stranger, we didn't like playing together when we were kids. Forgot?"

"Arga come. Just go," I asked.

"For Isha! You're so diligent."

A middle-aged woman approached us, causing my attention to focus on her.

 "Morning too, Aunt Nesya."

Aunt Nesya looked at her son. "Mama's looking for you, it's here again. Tumben, usually ogah when invited here."

"Kangen's talking to Isha."

"Not the guy?" ledek Aunt Nesya.

I who heard that lowered my head, felt ashamed of what Aunt Nesya was saying.

"If you know why you're still here?" arga asked me to scream.

"You are Arga! All right Mama's in first, afraid of disturbing." After that Aunt Nesya left with her laugh.

Arga looked back at me who was still blushing. "Still in the morning, what if we run in the morning? I have long been playing together. Last was like sixth grade elementary school."

"Now he's reminiscing about our childhood, but he never once remembered me as a friend even as if he didn't know me" my inner grumble.

Publish smile. "Other times Ga,"

"All right, but tomorrow we go together? Instead of yesterday failing because of Raefal."

When Arga said the name of Raefal Brother, it sounded clearly full of dislike in it.

"Not reject Ga, but I'm afraid of fanatical fans as well as your girlfriend's good pleasure."

"Then, who's Yolanda?" I asked for a few words, then the next second I closed my mouth and gave a strange grin towards Arga.

"We deket because we often participate in the race together, not more."

"A lot of gossip is talking about your relationship," I lie, of course I still remember the words of Acel at that time.

"You need to be jealous" he said, holding back a smile.

"Huh?"

"You still love me?" ask Arga spontaneously, not weighing the resulting effect.

These eyes did not stop moving without direction while answering. "E-engga. I never liked you."

"Lying, you don't like me but you love me. Aren't you?"

"Engga! You're just a bully in my life, and why should I fall in love with you?" elakku threw his face away in shame.

I glanced at Arga who seemed to be holding back a laugh. "really? Then the writing in the Indonesian taskbook, who wrote it?"

My face was red in light of the embarrassing incident, now I regret ever writing carelessly.

"This is it." Arga cleared his throat while hinting that he would explain something. "We like each other. Then why not be?"

I almost choked on my own saliva hearing Arga's crazy proposal this year, I've been staring at Arga confused as well.

"That means?!"

Arga stared at my face long and deep, this activity successfully made the cold hot body resist something that wanted to explode in the chest.

"Forget it!"

For this time I was really made cengo half-dead by the annoying guy who unfortunately handsome, even though I was baper earlier.

"That's!"

Aunt Nesya's voice distracted our attention. "Mom's coming home, you want to go home now or later?!"

Arga ruffled my hair. "I'm home, don't forget about tomorrow. I'll pick you up early in the morning!"

Arga passed by leaving me still fixated on digesting the events that had just happened.

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I walked leisurely while humming a little in the hallway of the School, remembering the school making a memory thrown at the time of Arga's promise yesterday that was not fulfilled.

"For Isha!" call Brother Raefal, then walk side by side with me.

"Also Brother!"

"Lo there's a show later?"

"Why, why?"

"Just look at the football game.'

Looking at Raefal's sparkling face, I'm not feeling good about resisting."When?"

"Later afternoon? Wanna come?"

"Yes, but why is Brother ajakin me? Usually also crowded with same friends brother."

"So, do you want to or do you want to?" Raefal's brother glanced at me sharply.

"Bu-not that, sister, but it's weird."

"Well, if you don't want to,"

Raefal's sister seems upset. Look, he's just leaving me.

"Sorry brother! I'm just kidding, "my words that made the man's steps stopped.

"People are happy too,"

"Why art?" my many.

"Repo!" reply Brother Raefal and leave me alone.

"Sister Raefal! Wait!" I immediately pursued Raefal's steps.