
Pov Aretha
"Relse ... Yuk, go home," take me
I'm in Arden's class now. It has become our habit. If one had gone home first, then the other would have come to class and ended up going home together.
Brother Arden, who was tidying up his books, turned his head. Then refused my invitation. "You go home with Radit, yeah. Brother still has business at school. Go to mushola" he said.
"Huh? What's to do?" now I'm sitting on the chair next to Kak Arden's desk, sulking and a little upset.
"Yes already. Come home with me, Tha," said Radit chimed.
These guys have been sitting around since the beginning of school.
"Yes. That's easy later. But what's brother going to do? Isn't there an EKKUL today? OSIS also has a lot of activity, right? And you and Dion have gone home" I wonder.
Indeed, at the end of this Arden often permission to mushola. I'm also confused as to why. Sometimes we also take a break to the mushola. If not, usually go to the library. I rarely see him in the cafeteria.
"There is no EKKUL, Tha. Brother wants to pray in mushola first."
Aky glanced at him suspiciously, but what could I do. If that's what he wants.
"Oh that. Yes already. I'm back with Radit?" ask again.
Brother Arden nodded. Finally I left class and Brother Arden. Go home with Radit.
Along the way Radit and I were quiet. I was a bit clumsy after he said that my mother's permission. So what does that mean, huh?
Our relationship what dong now.
"Eh Tha's. Do you know if Arden has a crush on girls?" tanya Radit broke the silence between us. Maybe if we ride the bike will not affect much, if there is no talk. Unfortunately we are riding in the car now.
"Well! Seriously? Who?!" I was really surprised by Radit's words just now.
Because for all ages, this Arden sister has never been close to any other woman besides me and Mother. So this is the first time. It's only natural that I'm surprised.
"So you don't know yet, Tha?" ask Radit.
"Yet. I just found out about you!"
"Say Danu is a second-grader. Name ... Al ... Alya! Yes really. Alya," Radit explained as he glanced to remember the name of the woman.
"Alyas? Kls 2?" I asked, then kept quiet while imagining what kind of woman named Alya? Until Arden's sister is interested in him. She must not be a woman. I'm sure it is.
"Yes. Ask Arden. I think Alya is special. Tumben tumbenan the Arden has a crush on girls. I don't think he's normal." He then laughed. I glanced and immediately pinched his left arm, anxious. As a result I got a reply stared deeply by this man beside me.
And his attitude managed to make me misbehave, looking back to the front. The streets were quiet because it was raining.
"Eh, Tha," call Radit slowly.
"Hm." I didn't look at Radit at all.
"We eat meatballs first yuk," he asked.
"Corn!" I said spirit.
He smiled then we headed to my subscription meatball stall located near the square.
I really like eating meatballs there with Kiki. We are both meatball lovers and have tried meatball stalls all over the city. And there is the best.
We arrived. The parking lot is pretty narrow. And I'm sure inside there must be a lot. Hopefully we still get a seat inside.
Radit immediately ordered 2 servings of our meatballs. We chose to sit at the middle table where the place had just left the previous customer. Still messy with the used bowl that has been used up.
I grabbed my phone.
"What do you want, Tha?" asked Radit who was sitting in front of me.
"Ngabarin Mommy. Afraid of nyariin," I replied casually.
"No need. I told you Mother just now," she said to make me gawk and close this flat object back.
All right, Mommy and Radit have exchanged HP numbers like this.
"Eh, Tha. Why do you like to eat here? There will be tuh, deket meatball stalls here are also delicious. Very famous, right?" tanyakanya.
"Duh, no. I won't eat there" I replied, pressing my head.
"Why?"
Orange ice came. I immediately sipped it because of the hot air that had made me thirsty since earlier.
"I've been invited by Kiki there, right, "I said while drinking iced oranges
"Certainly? Not delicious? Yummy right? I go there often."
"So we just parked the motorbike. Kan directly into the front of the stall, my head immediately dizzy. Continue ... I saw another little boy hanging over his cauldron drooling. Her saliva netes into her gravy sauce pan, Dit. That's what makes it good" I replied as I stirred the orange ice with a straw.
Radit ignited choking on orange ice.
He glared at me.
"Seriously, Tha?!"
"Whoa, when I'm kidding."
"Ih... Goddamnit!" upset ass.
He eats there often, he said. You see the fitness place he is close to the meatball stall.
And that meatball stall was one of those places where you ate a selling genie. In my city there are indeed some places to eat that do this. Maybe even more in another city.
The meatballs came and we ate.
"That.. Nih." Radit bribed me. He knows that this is what I love about meatballs here.
And, I just want to be bribed like that.
We were there for about 30 minutes. Our meatballs are over. After paying us home.
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It was late afternoon when we got home. It turns out that Brother Arden has come home, and is now chatting with Mother and Father on the terrace.
"Assalamualaikum" I said after getting off Radit's car.
Radit also came down from the car and salim to Daddy and Mommy.
"Hm... Dating is certain," led by Kak Arden.
"Enak. After eating meatballs. Mother knows, right?" I asked while staring at Mother who was sipping her tea.
Mother just nodded and smiled.
"here, Dit. Sit down first" said Mother kindly.
Strange indeed. Mother when it comes to Radit is always soft. Radit's using what pellets, yeah.
"Sister, know dong, same new bustle brother," ledekku with a smile of mischievous smile to Kak Arden.
"What new shit? Forbidden are you. You must be, Dit. You bucket!" upset Brother Arden glared at Radit.
Radit's just a whiny.
"Fuckin' shit?" Mother looked in turn to me and brother Arden asked for an explanation.
"What the hell, Nda. It's so fucking so." Arden was wrong.
"It looks like my son has all the excitement, yes" muttered Dad while he cleared his throat.
"Aretha don't be bullied, Dad. He likes to be nosy," Brother Arden.
"Ih, still cringing. Ask Radit. He knows, Dad. " I've cornered Arden even more.
I also wonder why Brother Arden kept all this from us. Maybe embarrassed.
As a result Kak Arden became the target of Mother's interrogation. I just listen while enjoying the coffee.
Radit was in our house until the time of Maghrib. He has been in our house a lot lately. Even almost every day.
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This morning after the parking lot. I was planning to go to the music room because there was a book left there yesterday.
Once there, there was a woman who was playing the piano alone.
At first I hesitated to enter but she then smiled at me when she found out I was at the door.
"Sorry, take a book. Missed out," I said I had to go in with a whimper.
He just threw me a smile.
He then stopped playing the piano.
"Yes, it's okay. I also hope this. Back to class. Oh, you're first class, huh?" askinya.
"Yes, what class?" askaku.
"I'm second grade. What's your name?you like to band here too, right?"
"Yes, mba. Oh yes, I'm Aretha. Who MBA?"
"Aretha? I'm Alya," he said.
I gulped and glared at this woman in front of me.
'Alya? is this what Alya is called? What does Arden like?' my inner.
"Cock-awkwardly?" tanyakanya.
I kept quiet after she said her name was Alya.
"Eh, no really. Hehe." I was even wrong.
"Yeah yuk, come out. Come in soon," he asked.
I kept staring at him. And this is the first time I've seen my sister's girl. She seemed kind, friendly, polite and beautiful. It's fair that Arden likes him.
"Oh yes. Eum, does Alya know Arden's brother?" my many.
He stopped his steps and looked at me.
"You? Aretha's Arden's sister?" tanyakanya.
I nodded, and he smiled instead.
"Yes my. Sorry, I just found out. Your name is no stranger. Arden never told you what you were like. I'm just horrified, he often tells me about you," he explained.
Her voice is soft and smooth. I feel comfortable around him.
"What is Arden's brother saying?" manya curious.
"Yes a lot. About you." We walked together to class. Coincidentally, Alya's mba class is in line with me. And we were even chatting. It turns out that Alya was delicious also invited to chat, his people were cool.
"Yes, Tha. I go first, yeah." She said no because we were in front of her class. Until unconscious.
However ... When Ms. Alya entered the class, I felt something was following her. Samar is faint but not so obvious.
I watched until Alya sat on his stool.
Something is strange. But I don't know what.