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LH - 5 - Shica Mahali's


 


 


 


 


-◈ Shica Mahali ◈-


 


 


Today is my first day in High School. Uh! It feels impatient!


 


 


But, it might be the same as the time in Junior High.


 


 


No one will like me.


 


 


Hmmmmm...


 


 


I don't know what made them dislike me. Is it because I'm a child of the Mahali family? Or because of my cold attitude in public?


 


 


The Mahali family has never shown a friendly side to strangers, maybe that's why.


 


 


Then why am I acting cold? That's because I don't know what to do with other people.


 


 


My relationship is limited. I rarely interact with outsiders.


 


 


Yeah, there's only my family, the bodyguards, and the servants.


 


 


They also have their own busy lives.


 


 


I pecked in front of the mirror and let my long hair unravel.


 


 


When I got ready, I got out of the room and went down the stairs. I saw at the dinner table there were my two brothers. They're looking.


 


 


"Shica, why don't you wear stockings? Your thighs and calves are everywhere" said brother Rama.


 


 


Usually he would say good morning, this time he was criticizing me.


 


 


Sis Regar just turned his head for a while and drank milk from his glass.


 


 


"Good morning, Brother Regar!" I choose to greet Brother Regar, rather than having to answer brother Rama's nagging.


 


 


"Morning" replied Brother Regar. While Brother Rama pouted because he was neglected by me.


 


 


Hehe.


 


 


I saw breakfast at the table with only bread, jam, and milk.


 


 


Where are the vegetables for my strength in the new place?


 


 


"Search what?" Asked Brother Rama who saw me spread his gaze around the table.


 


 


"Is this for breakfast?" I asked back while pointing at the bread.


 


 


"This morning my mom and dad are going out of town. So, maybe they had the waiter take care of things, without having to prepare breakfast first" said Rama, long, wide, and very clear.


 


 


It's okay, but...


there are many servants in this house. Does everyone clean things up?


 


 


Alright,


I'll eat now.


 


 


After breakfast, Brother Regar said, "We're leaving now."


 


 


The three of us went out.


 


 


It looks like some servants and bodyguards are so busy putting suitcases and other items in the car.


 


 


There were three cars full of stuff.


 


 


Emm... So, they want to go out of town, or abroad?


 


 


"Pa, Ma, we're leaving." Brother Rama spoke to Papa.


 


 


Papa and mama who were watching the performance of the waiter turned to us.


 


 


"Your key" said the father, extending his hand to brother Rama.


 


 


"key? Motorcycle lock?" Ask brother Rama.


 


 


"Yes, Rama's motor key, Rear's car key too" replied papa.


 


 


Brother Regar and brother Rama look at each other. Mama breathed heavily.


 


 


There was no reaction from his two sons, papa spoke again, "Saturday you came home late. As long as Papa and Mama are out of town, you can't go anywhere. Papa told the new bodyguard to keep an eye on you. So, you can't bribe them anymore, let alone lie to Papa."


 


 


I saw some old bodyguards, like bang Dian and bang Izal looked down at papa's words.


 


 


But you don't have to talk like that, do you? They've been working for papa for a long time and they're reliable.


 


 


"Shii."


 


 


Feeling called, I turned to Papa.


 


 


"Don't support your brothers' mischievous deeds. If you see them messing around, call Papa."


 


 


I also hesitated.


 


 


"Shica, you have to promise and be Papa's spy in this house" he said.


 


 


Papa's spy?


 


 


Kok, say-say.


 


 


"Yes, Pa. I promise I'll take care of them."


 


 


After hearing my promise, Brother Regar and brother Rama gave the car keys and motor keys to papa.


 


 


"From now on, the bodyguards will take you to school" he said.


 


 


Mama kissed our forehead, "Be careful on the road, yeah."


 


 


We entered the car.


 


 


I sat next to Izal's bang, while my two brothers sat in the back.


 


 


It seems that they are lazy to talk, because their beloved goods seized papa. I who was in this spirit would not want to be silent.


 


 


I wanted to ask the two of them a lot about Hardiswara High School.


 


 


But.had it.


 


 


Arriving at the new school, I was amazed by this 6-story building. So cool!


 


 


The owner of this school is Mr. Juan Hardiswara, papa's co-worker. His son, brother Givar Hardiswara also attended school here. He's a friend of brother's.


 


 


His students are also very numerous. Beautiful and handsome.


 


 


When they saw the arrival of my two brothers, they whispered and looked enchanted.


 


 


Hehe, it seems like my brothers are indeed popular, huh?


 


 


Brother Dion said, Brother Regar is a volleyball captain. There are a lot of girls who like it. While Rama is the chairman of PMR as well as a basketball player.


 


 


"Rama, take Shica to her class. I have business" said Regar.


 


 


Rama nodded before Regar walked away


 


 


Brother Rama asked, "Shica, you already know what class?"


 


 


I nodded my head excitedly, "Every night BK called papa, I became a student in class 10 IPA-B."


 


 


Brother Rama took my hand, funny, two led me like a child towards the third floor.


 


 


There are many buildings and many rooms. I was confused and dizzy. This is my first time coming to this school.


 


 


Throughout the school corridor, many were whispering while looking at us.


 


 


"Waaahhh."


 


 


"That's his sister, right?"


 


 


"I want to be his sister too."


 


 


"Uuuhhh, if I were there."


 


 


I'm being embarrassed.


 


 


"This is class IPA-B. You remember the way, right?" Brother Rama pointed at my class.


 


 


There's a sign, X-MIPA-B on the door.


 


 


I hesitated.


 


 


"Rest later, just call Brother or brother Regar if you want to go to the cafeteria" said brother Rama.


 


 


I nodded vigorously, "Thank you, Brother."


 


 


Brother Rama rubbed my hair and then passed. I entered my new class. There are some people inside.


 


 


Do I have to say hello? Or.. just ignore it? Or... just sit down?


 


 


I'm so nervous. So I chose to pretend to be ignorant and enter. The second bench from behind the second row was my choice.


 


 


I put the bag on the table and spread my eyes around. My classmates are busy. Someone was talking, joking and dating.


 


 


They're with their friends, while I'm alone here.


 


 


I don't know what to do. At least there must be a rush so that I don't look silly.


 


 


I took a book and a pencil. Write something random in a book, that's what I do.


 


 


Someone approached me. She was a glasses girl with both hair braided in two. She looks sweet like a doll.


 


 


"Hi,"


 


 


He greeted me! Aaahhh, I'm glad someone approached me!


 


 


"Hi" I answered.


 


 


He smiled kindly, "Can you get acquainted?"


 


 


I nodded quickly and patted the chair beside me. He understood and wanted to sit next to me.


 


 


"My name is Meishy Addilara." He extended his hand. What a sweet name.


 


 


I received a helping hand, "My name is Shica Ma.." I didn't want to mention my big name.


 


 


"Shica what?" Ask Meishy.


 


 


"Ah? Emm... Just Shica," I smiled awkwardly.


 


 


For a moment we shook hands and even fell silent to each other. Of course I'm nervous. It was the first time in my life that I met someone like this.


 


 


Doesn't it matter if I don't mention my full name? No, right?


 


 


 


 


"Where do you live?" Ask Meishy.


 


 


My reflex replied, "Ma's house...."


 


 


Meishy raised next to her eyebrows, "Home? Emm. Yeah, I live at home too."


 


 


He smiled warmly. I chuckle at feeling silly.


 


 


"You want to be friends with me?" Ask.


 


 


Did ya? Really?


 


 


Is this not a dream?!


 


 


Yep!


 


 


"Of course." I smiled a little.


 


 


He smiles too.


 


 


Nothing interesting in the first hour. Just introduce yourself in front of the class.


 


 


The hour of rest has arrived,


 


 


Meishy took me to the cafeteria. And silly, we had a hard time finding a canteen.


 


 


Meishy who easily communicates with others chooses to ask the upperclassman. Finally with Meishy's courage, we were able to find a canteen.


 


 


If the school is equipped with an elevator or escalator, it may be more time-efficient.


 


 


In the cafeteria, we ordered food.


 


 


Meishy is a quiet girl, yet she can communicate very well, so anyone nearby will feel comfortable.


 


 


We talked a lot of common things, I didn't dare to ask personal things about him. The two also did not ask about my personal matters.


 


 


"The food is delicious, yes." Meishy drank the juice.


 


 


I nodded in agreement.


 


 


"Because you're my first friend, I'll treat you" Meishy whispered.


 


 


I chuckled, "Why whisper?"


 


 


"I'm afraid that my other friends will hear our conversation, they'll ask for it in the treaty as well" Meishy replied as she spread her gaze around, as if she were a detective.


 


 


Hmm, I guess, Meishy has no friends. It was just me who had no friends.


 


 


And I'm grateful, because there's Meishy who's now my friend.


 


 


"Thank you for treating me" I said.


 


 


Meishy smile.


 


 


Suddenly my phone shook, I saw a call from brother Rama. I named him Brother Bawel on phone contact.


 


 


For a moment I turned to Meishy who was looking in wonder at me. I immediately raised a call from Brother Rama, otherwise he could turn into a mother-female.


 


 


"Why, Brother?" I started the conversation.


 


 


"Where are you? My sister is in front of class. Why haven't you come out?"


 


 


"Ah? But, I'm in the cafeteria, brother."


 


 


Meishy continued eating and let me make a phone call. It seems he's not the one who's spoiled.


 


 


"Well, you already know the direction to the cafeteria, huh?"


 


 


"No, I'm with my friend."


 


 


"Friends? Wh who? Don't pick a friend, Ca."


 


 


"Emm, yes."


 


 


"Male, female?"


 


 


"Women."


 


 


"Yes already, Brother will be there."


 


 


I was surprised, while Brother Rama had ended his call.


 


 


What if Brother Rama speaks a non-no and scares Meishy?


 


 


I don't want to lose my first friend. Even though I just got to know Meishy, I think she's a good girl.


 


 


"Your phone's the latest, huh? Nice."


 


 


I just smiled, "Oh yeah, can I ask for your phone number?"


 


 


"Emm, I don't have a cell phone."


 


 


Geez, I feel guilty for asking that question.


 


 


"Sorry," I said.


 


 


He laughed, "Why apologize, you're not wrong."


 


 


When the bell rang, we immediately returned to the classroom. The same thing happened, we got lost and confused looking for directions to the classroom.


 


 


As a result, we were late for class. There is a teacher inside.


 


 


But lucky, because we are new students, the teacher also understood him.


 


 


When the bell went home, Meishy and I walked out of the classroom.


 


 


"I'm home, yaaa.. bye-bye!" Meishy waved her hand. I retaliated by doing the same.


 


 


Where'd he go home, huh?


 


 


If I know the house, I'll just take it.


 


 


Someone patted me on the shoulder and shook my head. It turns out brother Rama.


 


 


"Go home" he said.


 


 


I'm nodding.


 


 


We're out of the school area. There's a Dian bang picking up. When I entered the car, I did not see my brother Regar.


 


 


"Sister, where is Regar?" My toot.


 


 


"I don't know" answered Rama.


 


 


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In the room, in the,


I play with my phone because I'm bored.


 


 


Had there been Meishy's contact, it would have been nice to talk to her.


 


 


I saw the wall clock showing at 10 p.m. If there was a mother and father at home, they would have told me to go to bed.


 


 


I'm not sleepy yet.


 


 


There were footsteps passing through my room. Maybe Brother Regar just got home.


 


 


But, why was the sound of his footsteps like more than one person? Whose brother is Regar with?


 


 


Rama's brother is in his room.


 


 


Curious, I came out of my room. I saw Brother Regar with someone entering his room.


 


 


Who'sis that?


 


 


I turned to Rama's tightly closed room. Being a little afraid, I wanted to take Brother Rama with me.


 


 


When I opened the door to his room, Rama was asleep on the sofa with the laptop still on. I went in and saw what he was watching.


 


 


It's Iron Man.


 


 


I think he's watching a blue movie. At that time I saw him fall asleep and left his laptop still on, when seen, it turned out to be a blue film and I accidentally saw it.


 


 


Surprised and scared, I folded my laptop.


 


 


I had already forgotten about the incident, even though there were some scenes still in my head.


 


 


I looked at Brother Rama.


 


 


My brother seems exhausted. I put the blanket up on her body and I turned off her laptop.


 


 


It wasn't once or twice that I saw my brothers kissing or coming into contact with a girl I didn't recognize.


 


 


They always bring women when papa and mama are not home.


 


 


They took the girl to the room and probably did the same thing as in the video.


 


 


I was curious and searched on Google. I read it and my curiosity changed with fear.


 


 


Because of the frequent reading, I also became curious and wanted to know more details.


 


 


Sometimes, I also steal glances when my brothers show their chests and bellies.


 


 


I shouldn't have thought about it, let alone my own brother.


 


 


I am also a normal girl. And, to be honest, I have a wild imagination.


 


 


Just imagining, imagining. Not to do anything more.


 


 


Now I have come out of Rama's room. I'm going back to my room, but hearing a strange noise from Regar's room, I'm curious.


 


 


"Regalrrh." The long sighing sound of Regar's room.


 


 


That's a female voice?!


 


 


Brother Regar brought another woman home? Like that time?


 


 


Hopefully not, I promised papa. But, I was also afraid that I should reprimand my elder brother.


 


 


Slowly my feet stepped towards Regar's room. My hand moved touching the door handle.


 


 


Unlocked, not even tightly closed.


 


 


Slowly, I pushed this door.


 


 


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April 6th, 2016


Ucu Irna Marhamah's