HIGH SCHOOL RELATIONSHIP-SHIT!
High School 19th

I paced around weighing the phone in hand. Shall I ask this of Brother Juna? He just said he was going with a friend. Meaning friend?

Uh. I'm not calm. Arsya, it can't be a lie. But why did Hani go with Juna? They are not, not close. What don't-don't...

Nope. Hani is not like that. I know Hani. I just need an explanation now.

"Call aja. Than the mind."

I looked at the window. Arsya stood there from when. He seems to know what I'm thinking.

I approached the window with a look I believed to be messy with anxiety. Am I overreacting?

"But..if Brother Juna is not honest how?"

"She means she doesn't want to know. He hides something."

I hit my palms with my phone over and over again, thinking in an unsettled manner.

"OKAY. I'm calling."

I'm getting away from the window. By biting my thumb nail, I put the phone to my ear.

The sound of the phone call started ringing, making me dag-dig-dug and repeatedly gulp.

[Hello, Ariva.]

"Ha-hello, brother."

[What's up, baby?]

I looked at the window. Arsya was not there. Juna's voice was very calm and like nothing happened.

"Emmm. No, I want it, you've bought the gift?" I asked to start a subtle interrogation.

[Udah. It's me again on the way home.]

He brought a car, right? Is it the same Hani?

"alone?"

[Now alone. I bought a gift from you earlier. Hani yes, if not wrong. Ha.haa. I forgot her name.]

Brother Juna laughed at himself, forgetting the name of my friend who was with him just now. But he was honest, yes.

[So right on the field, I asked you the same question, what is the right gift for nyokap? Well, the Hani-Hani was telling me that a gift that I thought was also suitable for my mother. So, he sent me to his shop. Sampe there immediately separated because also the way home is different.]

Obviously Juna is long. And I'm relieved, it's just that there, yeah. He also did not know Hani. Means I don't have to fidget like this, right. Kak Juna's section is as gentle and as good as this. There's no way he's a macem. All this time I've never seen her pick a girl other than her classmates. Hp-ja I often hold and password even I know. Then why do I doubt it?

[Aristina?]

"Ah, yes, sis. Yes, if so be careful, yes. I'm sorry, I couldn't bring in that brother."

[Neverything, baby. Well, even though I sprained it. You don't hear me tell stories.]

I squeezed my shorts. Because of the horrors Hani said to Vita, I almost overthinking to brother Juna.

"sorry. Today I don't feel good."

[Why? Is it because of Kai, huh? I'm afraid you're the same as Kai]

"Yes. I'm in a trench today."

[Don't think about it, you'll also be good friends with Kai. Kai is cool, his son. You just don't know each other yet]

I sat on the edge of the bed. "Ck. What the hell, brother. Look at his face I'm so late."

[Haha. Oh, ja. Tonight I have a family event, so maybe I can't hold the phone.]

"Yes. I understand, really. This is brother bringing a car?"

[Yes. You look like you miss that's why I picked up. Hehe]

"Eh, yes, I'm still driving. Careful, brother"

[Yes, this is also going to be okay. You rest, gih. Love you, Ariva.]

"Love you, too."

"Ri, you want to come, don't you?"

I looked back. Arsya again stood by his window, buttoning a white shanghai collared shirt. It is appropriate that he wears it.

"Where?"

"Papa took the road this afternoon. I'm the only one Papa doang, to Redsky to nemenin gig."

"Great? Wow, can you!" I've never seen Arga singing on stage. All this time, just look at youtube in the past Papa gig. I really want to see directly.

".. Do you play, too? Not singing either?" I asked enthusiastically, who knows he sings and I can enjoy his voice that almost never comes out of it. I don't know why she's interested in singing.

"Yes, it's not. Yes, get ready. We're leaving soon."

"Eh but.." Ouch. I forgot, there was a promise with Salma and Hani.

".. can't, Shay. I just remembered a promise from Salma and Hani."

"That's the hani?"

"Yeah. Last brother Juna clearlyin, he said Hani just nganterin doang."

Arsya nodded slowly. "Goodle. Then you can't come, can you?"

Now I'm the one who nodded heavily. Want to come along but must be held back by a promise.

I noticed Arsya was back in her room. At that moment my phone rang. Apparently Salma. He took her to the bookstore before deciding where to go next.

Okay, to the bookstore. Looking for the latest novel.

I got ready and within an hour I had arrived at the bookstore that Salma mentioned earlier. I arrived a long time ago, while waiting for me to find what novel has lately become the target of many people.

Again, my shoulder was patted by Salma. He was grinning because he was 15 minutes late. The promise maker was even molested.

"Hani hasn't been there yet?" Salma asked and I shook my head without taking the face off of a novel in hand. Suddenly thought about Hani and Kak Juna. Did I tell Salma?

Uh but, wait for the story from Hani first, deh. He must have told me about that incident.

"Gue already got this, which I was looking for. We'll wait for Hani outside. I'll pay first." Salma went to the cashier, and soon I followed.

"Hey. Ooh, sorry late. I was abis nganterin temen bentar." Hani came with an unsettled breath. He shook his hands to his face.

Abis nganterin, yes. What does it mean, Juna?

"Well, we'll find a place to hang out first, yuk." Salma pointed towards the direction and we walked along with Hani in the middle.

But as I passed a watch shop, my eyes saw a black man's watch that was used as the front display, with the latest output theme.

Gee. This cool. I immediately went inside the store, followed by Salma and Hani confused as I turned in.

"Sir, I want to see that one, the one in front."

"Well, wait a minute, ma'am." The salesman nodded with a smile, then immediately took what I was pointing at. He placed the clock and the box carefully in front of me.

"Good, no?" I asked Hani and Salma.

"Crazy. This is, really good." Praise Hani on my left.

"Eh, Va, aren't you wrong? It's really expensive." Salma whispered in my right ear.

I saw the price tag. 17 million. This is nothing compared to Arsya or Papa Arga watches.

But yes, emang. If you make a High School watch, this is indeed a bit expensive and must be given to people who really appreciate the time. If not, I will lose this purchase. Where to use my savings, again. But yeah, ga what. I was sent a lot this month, from Papa, also from Mama.

"It's really good, right?"

Both nodded simultaneously. "Goodoo. It's expensive."

Okay then, fix buy. "Mister, please wrap."

"Huh. Seriously?" Salma sampe glared at the eyes. "Lo seriously buy that for Brother Juna? Isn't it too fancy?"

"Gee. Love is dead, same with Juna." Sahut Hani.

Brother Juna? Dead love? I suppose. Hehe.