Love Me, Please
28. Watch out Aja

"Yeah, that was my reaction too." I pointed at Kayden's wide-eyed. "I didn't think he was standing at the door."

The two blue beads darkened, beginning to be overwhelmed by the blackness of the beaver that gradually lit up again. He then growled. "Keep he said what? It's not like shit, is it? Not satisfied also ngerasain raw bogem I want to ask for more like that, ha?"

"Whoa, whoa! Take it easy, Hulk. Don't go berserk, dong," I persuaded, trying to calm him down by joking. "He doesn't fuck around, you calm down. But, yeah, that's it, deh. Her mouth is the same." I shrugged my shoulders. "She .. I think yesterday she was pretty civil, you know, Yang. She ...." Something, feeling like guilt, had held me like a wave that suddenly hit, making me stall for words. "She .. she's not that bad as it turns out."

The fire in Kayden's eyes dimmed. Soon his anger turned confused. "You mean?" asked the young man who had almost turned into a green monster for a moment.

I will and I will choose the words I use. I don't know what, but it doesn't feel like making Songong, uh, Beckham—I really have to get used to using his name correctly from now on—s sound weird, or seem even stranger. "Yes, hm, he's not .. sesongong that." I grinned. The statement that just came out of my mouth sounded unbelievable, even by my own ears. After all, that statement is also true - not true. It cannot be said to be too true, nor can it be denied the truth. From time to time.

"He's sorry, lend me his notebook, and he says he'll help me learn from Monday. He also advised me to talk to Mrs again. Lekovich and Miss Valencia if my grades have gone up. Who knows, they could persuade Mrs. Contreras let me go back to the team. Good idea, right?"

Kayden just kept quiet hearing my story. His forehead was still full of wrinkles, the glare of his eyes was the same as well. Besides being confused, now a sense of disbelief approached him.

Yep, that's right.

I opened the crossed folds of my legs, straightened them, and inched forward. When I was on the edge of the bed, I reached out to Kayden's hand and pulled him up until now we were facing each other; my feet were between his straddled legs, his hands in my grasp. "I think he deliberately created that image, deh, Yang, at school. Because the one who just came here is very different. He ... he .... Ah." I shove my head a few times. Riled up with a self that couldn't find the right word to represent the version of Beckham that came here. "Anyway, yeah, that's it. You must understand what I mean. Don't you? Seriously."

Kay was still frowning. "That doesn't sound familiar, like, at all, darling. The one that's been in our school, yeah, that's it. Taciturn. Even if you say, it must be with a sarcastic tone. The water is flat. So, baby, dong, how hard is everything you told me I'm processing? My brain keeps saying 'the data you enter is invalid'. So, I would be lying if I said I understood what you meant."

A breath just took off. Yes, what he said too. For people who have been so "long" struggling with the imaging done by Beck, I understand it must not be easy to accept what I said. Maybe that's also what makes me "open" to this enlightenment because the conception in my head about the new Songong is not created that long. "Yeah, I know. I know, alright? You'll believe it if you see for yourself." I'm still trying to convince.

Carbon dioxide chases out as he exhales strongly from the mouth. "Okay. If he really wants to help you, there will be plenty of time to prove what you said just now. But, Yang, suppose later he sort of stuff a little, I don't care what different he's not, yes. He'll deal with me."

"Yes, yeah. Thank you, yes," said kalakian tipped his cheeks fat. "You're good, deh."

"Good man." He sneered. "But thank you for what you did first?"

"Thank you gave Beckham a chance."

Kayden straightened his gaze at me. A moment later, he chuckled and shook his head. "Basic," he said. "I understand now why you're this excited."

"Yes, gini." He flicked his hand at me, then leaned back against the chair. His chest was no longer that stiff. "You defended him because you were curious about him, right? You feel challenged to peel off all sides of this Songong. Aye, right? It's like he's your shiny new toy you can't wait to play with. A present you can't wait to unwrap. Okay, okay, I get it now, Yang. Understand." My girlfriend laughed again. He's shaking again.

Huh huh? Whats? That right?

"You look like you need a vacation, huh, Yang. The stress of calculus makes you consider the existence of new people as entertainment."

"But, right, the idea is really good, Yang," my debate, still doesn't want to accept Kay's opinion. What the hell did he say?

"Yes, honey, yes. Good idea. The holidays are good too, right? Next week, we're going to Santa Monica. Wanna, huh? I haven't been there in a long time either. Later if the season of the game I have finished, and your value has gone up, we look for a destination that is a bit far away. How's it?"

I nodded, instantly excited. "Yeah!" seruku while straightening both arms up to form the letter V, like a true cheerleader. Because I am, or I was. And then hugged him. "Thank you, Ayaang."

"Anything for you," he replied as he kissed my forehead.

"So" I said after removing my arm from around Kay's body, "it's good Monday to learn where, huh, Yang? I don't want to go to the bus and see those mothers again."

"Hm" he mumbled thinking. "Perpus school is also no?"

"Nope," I refused immediately. "I don't want to go to that place anymore. I felt insulted there."

"Satan those who have made you feel like you are a gini!" riled. "Yes already. Find a comfortable place in your room. Bodo is just like that damn Songong!"

Oops! I think I mispronounced. "Eeeey, not that, dong, Yang. He, right, wants to teach me. If he's not in the mood, I'm in the mood, too."

"I, right, told you. Just be careful if he dares to mess around again."

Duuh, why so tense like this, anyway? "Yes, yes, Mr. The Lately Like to Love Fatty Bengkulu Free," my god. Again I tried to dampen Kayden's emotions so that he wouldn't get on board. Or .. his pitch is no higher than it is now. Whatever.

To be continued ....