Let Me Fall in Love
92. Ami's Attitude

Ami breezed into the house casually. A bouquet of roses hugged him very carefully in fear of being damaged. No Papa and Mother who have left first to the blue house, once Ami mentioned the term of Mr. Bagja's house. So free from interrogation of what he brings. Padma followed behind with a bouquet of chocolates. The two of them went up to the second floor and entered the room.

"Mi, Padma took care of Almond when we were in the canteen skul kept him nyamperin we joined. Sampe payin hawker we all. Just then, when Padma opened Ami's girlfriend card, Almond's face turned flat. Go home last time. Ami realises that Almond likes Ami?" Padma immediately expressed her curiosity based on her analysis.

"I know, Padma. Almond to move classes also I think because there is a purpose. But I've also been blatantly B-behaved with him. On one side of the box. He's a tough guy slang, stiff, so impressed arrogant. But it's actually good. That's why I'm the same at best. Now it's only gonna melt after I threatened to have a lot of smiles."

"Kasian yes. But the hell we can't make the heart have to fall in love with whom. The proof is that Ami's heart likes Akbar. Though Almonds are also handsome, Arab face, the same age."

"It seems like my taste is a grown man, Munaroh. Only Kak Akbar is able to make the chest seran. Hihih." Ami is unable to express her feelings in front of Padma. He pulled out a chocolate bar and began tasting with Padma while sitting down on the sofa.

"Padma unplug the chocolate how much you want. I also want to give one to Bi Ela."

"Cirain if from ayang will not be divided, Marimar. Want to be taken while sleeping. Eaten every day." Padma grinned ignorant.

"You want to make me diabetic?!" Ami turned the eyeball that Padma responded to with a giggle.

"Mi, it's not okay to talk to Almond on Monday. I mean Padma let Almonds not be stiff to Ami. Let her straighten out the intention of making friends sincerely. The point is to be comfortable. Where are you guys in class again." Padma chews on the first chocolates that have not been exhausted.

"Good idea, Padma." Ami gave her thumbs up. Soon his phone rang. Call from Mom who told me to follow you to the blue house because of the Sunday night schedule to stay there. Saturday night should have stayed there too. Maybe because the birthday surprise moment didn't leave.

Ami rushed to take a bath while performing the Ashar prayer. So did Padma. Because Ami will stay at Papa Bagja's house. The two teenage girls have been together more and more since school.

***

Ami and Padma were in the blue house until Sunday afternoon. The two decided to go home first because they will watch at the Tasik mall cinema. Ibu Sekar allows and delivers to the terrace. By warning Ami not to speed and return home before magrib.

"Don't worry too much, Mom. Seusia Ami again play time. Give Ami confidence because he's a good boy. The circle is good too. Jago silat also take care of himself." Mr. Bagja summarized the shoulder of Sekar's mother who was still standing staring at the exit of the car driven by Ami. He could read the look of anxiety on his wife's face.

"Somehow I feel that Ami is still a child. I want to graduate high school." Ibu Sekar grimaced his face. Zaky and Ami, his two unmarried children. But the concern for Zaky was thinner even though his son was in a land of people. Believe in keeping the company.

"It looks like it's a code for Ami to have a sister." Bagja sir raised his eyebrows.

"Didih.what the hell." Bu Sekar belched and pinched the stomach of Mr. Bagja who he thought turned flirtatious.

"Shame is the sign." Mr. Bagja increasingly deliberately seduces the wife. He turned chuckling as he got a second pinch on his waist.

"Time to take care of the grandchildren is not to take care of the baby, Opa." Bu Sekar prepared to go inside followed by the husband.

"Where are you going, baby?" Mr. Bagja held the hand of Ibu Sekar who would go in a different direction.

"You relax in the back. Want to call Miss Mayang."

"Later on. Mending to room. We're falling to sleep." Mr. Bagja turned to summarize the shoulder of Ibu Sekar and continued his steps towards the main room door.

"Don't believe it's just a fall." Ibu Sekar turned his head while narrowing his eyes.

Mr. Bagja laughed crisply. "Rather than being suspected, yes I have already realized the prejudice of the queen mother of roses."

"Thuh kannn. Mode that can be glazed." Ibu Sekar resigned when entering the room and the door was closed and locked. Staring at the husband who undressed showing a muscular body in the old age. He witnessed for himself how diligent the retired athlete exercised and formed the body with the gym equipment in the house. The general now began to set the war strategy.

Ami enjoyed the rest of the weekend with Padma by watching and visiting the bookstore that is still in the same mall. Ends with an afternoon meal at the foodcourt before heading home.

"Mi, Padma went straight home. No stopping by Ami's house. Magrib's furrow is ajar." Padma just replied to a message from Mother asking when to go home.

Ami did not linger in Enin's house. After chatting casually with Enin and Mommy, he was ready to go home and arrive in front of the house at the time of the adzan magrib. Along with Papa Bagja opened the gate because it was going to the mosque. Be open the door wide.

"Thank you, Pa." Ami dropped out of his car. "When will you and Mom come?"

"So five o'clock. I'm worried why Ami hasn't come home yet." Mr. Bagja is standing next to the right door of the car.

"Nganterin was Padma coming home, Pa. Keep chatting for a while with Enin and Mommy." Obviously Ami.

"Yes already. Papa to the mosque first."

"Yes, Pa." Ami drove his car slowly into the yard of the house. Enter immediately after closing the gate. First meet the mother who is arranging the menu at the dining table.

"Mom, I wanted Padma to come home. Continue to Enin same Mother ngajak first chat." Unasked, Ami told her the reason for her delay home. Take one orange and peel it.

Mother Sekar nodded. "How healthy are you?"

"healthy wit. It was right there, used to sit on the throne rocking chair on the terrace. I'm going upstairs, Mom. Take a shower, pray." Ami immediately darted without waiting for her mother's answer.

***

Monday came to say hello. Start the school routine. Ami had prepared mentally if at school later became the temptation of his friends because dating Coach Akbar. Ready to face various responses. The likes and the envies may exist. The broken heart must also exist.

"Mon, wait!" Ami approached Almond who had just pressed the remote lock button of the car. The motor drove behind Almond's car as it entered the school gate. "Bareng dong street." He always smiled broadly and put on a cheerful face.

Compared upside down with the face of Almond who is usually crisp and excited when meeting Ami. This morning was flat and a smile forced.

"Cock 3 L, Mon. You sick?" Ami blocked the road so that Almond should not step.

"What does 3 L mean?" Almond frowned.

"Weak, tired, lethargic, Mon. You may have symptoms of anemia. Or last night staying up to play games?" Search Ami.

"Emang last night until one o'clock. Watch, Mi. Don't take the road!"

"Don't stay up, Mon. We're in the final phase of school. Must study." Ami flinch in her place standing between the car and the motorbike. There is still enough time before the bell rings and begins Monday's ceremony.

"I'm mabar if I'm in a bad mood."

"You're in a bad mood because of me?" Ami started putting on a serious face.

"No. It has nothing to do with you." Almond turned his face away from Ami's straight gaze which seemed to be looking into his eyes.

"Mon, from the beginning I wanted to be friends with you who said your people were arrogant. But I know you're good. Very good even. I can't stop you from liking me, having the same taste as me. But sorry I can't reply. Because I cannot forbid my heart to like someone. Don't you feel like I've always been normal and normal with you? Are you insensitive that every time you treat, I don't want to be treated alone? There has to be Kia or Sonya or whoever. Because I don't want to be impressed. Plis, don't be upset or upset after knowing I have a boyfriend. Forever, I will still consider you a good friend even if you choose to hate me." After saying so long, Ami left Almond who was pecking at his place.

Almond stared at the departure of Ami who left him just like that. All the words of the woman he liked touched the niche of the heart. Reawakened mind. Once appointed and asked, his parents will grant whatever they want. But when he asks Ami for a heart, he must feel a broken heart. Although various ways are done from giving expensive gifts to changing classes. Results betrayed his efforts.

Walking alone down the classroom corridor, Ami felt an unusual gaze from the people hanging out on the front bench of the class she passed. Feel like the center of attention. There was even a sounding of dehemes. Either aimed at him or he was tagging someone else. Ami didn't look at him. Keep walking straight.

"This is how infotainment spreads. Aihhh, I feel like an artist. Hihihi," said the inner Ami who chose to be indifferent and relaxed towards her class. He remained confident after getting motivation from Akbar at dawn. To remain yourself and not be affected by the pros and cons of people.