Liebe Zu Maiza's
Radea

"outrageous."

Were it not for the kindness of aunt Yusnita, my sadistic vows would have floated for them again. Tight, there was a heavy burden clumping in this heart.

He sees me but thinks of me like everyone else. He prefers his friend. This time I accept, tomorrow-tomorrow there are times when he needs. I cursed so in my heart, not accept being treated like garbage by my own family. I know it's wrong but I'm just a human being, in this heart there's also a vengeful nature that resides.

Several cars stopped in front of the school, waiting for the person he picked up. I turned my head inside, Ayu and Daniza have yet to show up. After all for what to wait for Ayu and Daniza, they have an invitation and it feels impossible if I ask to be escorted with them, our path is not in the same direction plus traffic jams that make lazy.

I lifted a little skirt then tiptoed to the stop. I'm going home on the bus.

Harley Davidson's bike stopped in front of me driven by a man I didn't know. He took off his helmet and looked at me. His face showed a smile. I smiled at him too.

"Hay, Maiza," she said.

"Hey," I replied back. His face is not foreign. I've seen him.

"Oh iyya, know me Radea," he put his hand on me. What kind of introduction is this on the side of the road, when people have gone home from school. I stood up and he sat on his bike. Unethical.

"Maiza," I said as she greeted her hand.

"Hmmm... Do you want to go home?"

"Yes," I answered then while searching for him in my memory. [Where have I seen him?]

"If you don't mind, let me drop off,"

"Eh,"

"Sorry that I'm presumptuous,"

"It's okay."

"You waiting for an invitation?"

I'm shaking.

"How about I drive you home, if you don't mind."

"Hmmm .. I have an appointment with someone. We just met, sorry, anyway,"

"It's okay, be careful. I go first," he put the helmet back on and left in front of me.

"Radea," I searched for him in my memory but could not find him. I've seen him somewhere. His face is not foreign. But where ever to see him. I put my shoulder around her. Not important to find out.

I continued the steps towards the stop. A few students were waiting there. I sat looking at the fingers I put on my thighs. Somehow clear crystals fell from my eyeballs remembering the event, when Afni and her friends climbed into the car.

A triumphant look in Afni's eyes, I am her enemy. Tetiba remembers Mama and Anaya's sister. I miss them, people who hate my tears.

The bus stops in front of the stop, I just let someone else get on first, let me later. I'm setting my heart. trying to make this mood come back good, it's not good if people see me like this. They would just glance at it without a care.

The chairs are full. I had to stand up.

The bus started walking, and I threw my eyes out the window. I don't know what my focus is. I was just happy this morning, but now this mood is changing. I tried to hold back my tears, if I had cried myself to the fullest. Ah, why am I being such a crybaby like this.

***

They have not yet reached home. There was only Nurul doing the task in front of tivi.

"Sir Maiza's home yet?" cheery of his face he showed me making his toothless teeth visible. Nurul's warm welcome made my heart better.

"Yep, Sis Afni has not come home yet?"

"Why ask me, brother? Aren't you guys getting picked up with Bang Salim?" Where are you going?

"Oo, I must be tired. Sana gih change clothes, there is good food you know, Mama sent from the office,"

"Oh, huh?"

"Yes, that's why you change your clothes there, that's why you're eating."

"Nurul ate?"

"Already,"

***

I lay my body on the bed, the uniform still attached to my body, the bag I just put next to me. Head held in pillow. Tired, I'm so tired.

I turned my head, I took the polpen and diary from inside the bag I just bought. I fixed the position of the beds.

"Hi Dear"

Heavy rain flushed the earth while the sun was still sitting on the eastern horizon. I waited for the rain to subside but the rain was getting fierce to fall. In front of the shop, as I started to step up, handing myself over to the rain spots, you came out of nowhere, smiling at me. Protecting me from the rain. Then we stepped in, breaking through the rain under the same umbrella. I felt something strange inside me. A taste that I find difficult to explain. Near you is happiness that I find hard to understand. The feeling I feel for the first time in my life. Perhaps my love had fallen when the rain fell upon the earth. As much as love falls for you, I can't count it, which is obviously as much rain as it did this morning.

His name is Faruq, with the owner of that name, I once passed the precious five minutes.

I lay back perfectly. The events of this morning again seemed to fill my entire vision. It was so beautiful, until now I am still happy if I remember it. This feeling is burning, wanting to repeat the event again.

"Assalamualaikum," a message came in from an unknown number.

"Waalaikumsalam." I reply.

"Sorry interfering. I just wanted to apologize for the incident."

" Which one?"

"So when I offered to take you home."

"Oh Radea huh? it's okay, I don't matter."

"Thank God. I'm sorry, I'm gonna take your number without your permission."

"Where did you take it?" Wonder where this kid got my number.

"I took it on the vocal selection form."

"You're a vocal boy too?"

"Aren't I a music kid?"

"I was with him at the selection yesterday,"

So he who accompanied the selection yesterday, his name is Radea, deserves his face is not foreign.

"Oh, musical child."

"You sound good, so I'll take your number."

"Thank you still, I'm just learning too. Hello to you."

I ended the message to Radea. Not necessarily the same Radea who met me on the road earlier. After all, considering the style and cut, it was unlikely that he would want to get acquainted with 'tacky women' like Azmi's nickname to me.

My mind drifted, re-shadowing the events of this morning. Faruq's face danced wherever I looked. Even though I closed my eyes, his face was still visible. He smiled at me. Oh, my God, my heart's pounding again. The discomfort in the stomach appeared again.

Maybe I really have fallen in love, like Ayu and Daniza are accusing. It is hard to admit that taboo.