Melancholic Introvert
Chapter 18: I Missed
In the Indonesian Capital, precisely in Jakarta, the hustle and bustle of the city is always crowded, the highway is not far from the word jammed. Arya who came all the way from Bogor to the capital to meet a girl, had to dispel her hopes.
Arya also chose to take the Jakarta MRT (a new means of transportation, trains using electricity) to walk aimlessly in the big city…
Arya and her family used to live in Jakarta, but when her mother wanted to marry her little friend, they had to move to the city of Bogor, which is 2 hours from Jakarta. Arya and Arga did not mind, because their dwellings often suffered from fairly high flooding.
At one end of the MRT chair, precisely next to the window Arya sat daydreaming, leaning her head on the side of the window, and Zoom a photo from the Facebook Profile photo, looks a beautiful woman with an oval face, with long straight hair, with large dimples that adorn the end of her smile.
“Melanie where are you?” Arya asked, with a blank look, while gently stroking the phone screen that was plastered with a photo of the woman he called Melanie. “I miss...” Mumbles, with a soft voice.
#Flashback
“Huhuhuuu~” The crying voice of a boy echoed, in the corner of the classroom. A boy in a white uniform gray tight, tight, not because of his uniform is small, not…
Because the clothes he wears, it is already the largest size that XXL, but the owner of the shirt has a very large body size for the posture of a high school child.
At that time the class was quiet, because it had already thirty minutes passed, when the sound of the bell returning had echoed across the classroom...
“Tap... Tap... Tap...” Sounded the sound of a small running shoe step, towards the class was back.
It looked like a long straight-haired girl, was picking up something left on her class drawer table.
“Aiiisss Handphoneku left behind, fortunately no one took it.” The girl muttered, while pocketing the cellphone she had just expected.
“Huhuhuhhhuuuu~” Vaguely, the girl heard the sound of crying, and came to the origin of the sound.
“Jeez, I thought Gunderuwo sighting, it turns out you are Arya.. make it a surprise... hahhahaaa!” Strangled the girl while laughing crisply. The girl then bowed her body, aligned her body, with the body of the fat man, who was crying while sitting down. “You're crying?” Asked the girl while furrowing her brows.
But Arya did not answer, she was still busy with her cries. “Huhuhuhhu~”
“Hei... Why are you crying?” Ask the girl again, holding both shoulders of Arya.
But Arya was still reluctant to answer, "Huhuhuhuhhu~” , she also patted her nose and... “Pluuppp...” The snot bubble from the direction of Arya's nose came out…
Spontaneous snot bubbles make the girl laugh out loud.. “Bwahahahahaa snotmu.. bwahahahahhaaa.
Arya, who was offended by the long-haired girl's laughter, wiped her snot with the tip of her uniform, and cried again, this time crying louder…. “HWAAAAHHUHUHUUUUU~~”
Directly the girl who was tagged Melanie also took out a cellphone from her pocket. And press the video recording button, to capture the moment of Arya's cry.
“Hei..” Shouted Arya. While reaching out to Melanie's mobile.
But Melanie's movements were too fast, so she managed to avoid the reach of the Aryan. He immediately recorded the video footage. “You want to tell me your problem or I want to spread this video on our Grub class?” Threatening the long-haired girl, giving two options to Arya, while playing both of her eyebrows.
“I want to die... I want to die!” Arya chose another option, with a trembling voice and an aura of despair coming from the color of her face. “He says I'm fat... fat ugly like a swollen B*bi and he says I'd rather just die... he says I don't deserve to live..” Arya's fight with sobs that resonate. “...he said fat people like me, will only add to the burden on this heavy earth, becoming heavier!”
“Good once!” Melanie Censure. “Who would ever utter such a nasty sentence?” Melanie asked, with a concerned look on her face.
“Nia, she... she just rejected me...” Adu Arya, with a hiccuping tone.
“Don't listen to him Arya... he's a bad guy.” Said Melanie while holding back both shoulders Arya... “Sound this well, You are a good person, You deserve to live, Arya... You deserve to live!!!” Melanie said, calming Arya…
“No, I want to die Melanie.. I want to die!” Arya muttered with her sobs. “He was right, fat people like me do not deserve to live. Besides from SD to Junior High I am always bullied because I am fat... because I am ugly!” Said Arya in a tight tone, her breathing was currently tight, She was really at a high level of despair.
“Don't Arya..” Melanie said soothe and hug the body of the puffed-up man, to calm him. “.... Remember in this world there are still good people, your family will be sad if you die..
Arya's face turned red. “Do not hug me.. I do not deserve..” Arya muttered, trying to let go of the embrace.
But Melanie wouldn't let go of the hug. “I finally know why fat people like you are created in this world.!”.
“Why?” Arya asked, furrowing her brows, not understanding Melanie's intentions.
“Because fat people like you make this hard world softer.” Melanie replied with a crisp smile, while putting her face up, still in the position of hugging Arya.
“Yak!” Aryan protest, no take. But resigned with the embrace of Melanie.
#flashback End's…
“Next station Ancol station....” The sound of the announcement of the electric train echoed throughout the train room, and disperse the reverie of Arya.
Coincidentally he had come all the way to Jakarta, he decided to go around the city, expel the loneliness that now haunts him.of course he still wears a complete uniform white suit ala doctor.
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Since the WhatApp Arga number was input by Bambang the class leader, into grub 2 IPA 6, many girls 2 IPA 6 who send messages to his number.
Either ‘Assalamallaikum says, hi, this is Arga's number? … and others’
But Arga did not reply, not even read dozens of messages, which entered in his WhatsApp message.
Instagram account @arga_bmpsty newly created Rafi and men’tag their photos with the instagram account, also widely followed by girls, women, even in the inbox by the girls - who come from one school, who happen to be friends from Rafi's instagram @rafi_celalu_trsyakiki.
To anticipate things that are not desirable, Arga also replaced the profile picture that is actually empty (Not using a profile photo) with a photo of the bundle.
Both in WA and in IG. instantly the girls he cuekin, stop interfering with his inbox…
But not with this number…
“Hai Aunt Lia.” The sound of an WA message, which when Arga saw from the photo and his name tag shows that what just sent him a message is…
“Gladish!” Arga exclaimed, a smile was seen on the cheeks of men, who rarely smile.
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#Gladish pov
“Hai Aunt Lia.” Sapaku to someone's contact, who last night had just been entered into our classroom grub, by Bambang the class president.
“Hai...” Answer someone tagged Arga, but the profile photo uses the photo of Aunt Lia.
“How are Aunty?” Ask again.
“I'm not Mommy, I'm Arga.” Reply back.
“Iya know, but I pretended not to know hehe...” Reply me back.
I waited for his return, but He did not reply…. Oh, I forgot, I'm not important.
“Can we meet again?” Type me back, throw away all the baper I had.
Long time no reply….
30 Minutes later…
Still not countered…
An hour later…
Yeah, reciprocated!!!
“OK... when?” Ask.
“How about tonight?” I'm back, quickly of course.
“Can.” The answer. Short dense and clear... but successful in making my heart beat unnatural in his making.... “Where?” Reply again. And success makes me jump happily in my soft mattress.
“How about in Cibogy Caffe.” My reply.
“Ok...” Answer.
Instantly I jumped myself from the bed to the floor, and salto many times on the floor of my room.
Wait... I forgot that I don't have the proper clothes for a date, can't I wear Prisil's clothes last night?
Do I have to beg and kneel to the Father to buy him a new shirt?
#To Be Continued