Melancholic Introvert
Chapter 22: You Don't Ge’er…!

“Hei Arga, you're Arga right?” Asked a girl to make sure, while patting Arga's left shoulder from behind.

“Iya's right she's Arga.” Murmured the other girl. Amazed to see the existence of Arga, directly in front of him.

Arga turned his body and found, apparently there were two girls whose faces seemed familiar to him, one girl fat and acne in the area around his cheeks, while the other girl is thin and thin and her height is about 185 cm, can be said to be high enough to be the size of the posture of girls in Indonesia.

“You...” Excited Arga, while trying to remember the names of the two girls who had been his classmates when he sat on the Junior High School bench.

“You must have forgotten our same?” Allegedly Nadia, the owner of a flattened body and towering height.

Damn, the girl was right.

“We Nadia same Reva friend of the Gladish, the girl who used to shoot you was in class 2 SMP!” Obviously Reva, the owner of the body fat and groomed in the area of his face.

“Ah~” Arga is starting to remember.

“Why do you go to Ancol alone?” Tanya Reva towards Arga.

“Ah it...” Arga was confused what to say. “Can I ask you guys for help?”

“Eh?” Nadia and Reva together

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Arga also borrowed a mobile phone from one of them, namely Nadia. And started to remember her brother's mobile number.

Although it has been four times wrongly connected, in the end on the fifth call, Arga managed to contact her brother, Arya.

“Halo this who?” Ask the guy across. With a number that looks foreign to the recipient of the phone.

“Halo, what is this with Brother Arya?” Ask Arga, make sure.

“Iya my own, this is who?”

“Kak..!” Arga exclaimed, happy to finally get his call to the right person on target. “This is Arga, brother is now where?”

“I am in front of Musolah, just finished praying Magrib.” Arya. “Your number change, Ga?"

“Lain, My phone is left at home, this is again a mobile phone contact.” Clearly Arga, while glancing at the two girls who were standing next to him. “Sister just wait there well, I'll catch up to Musolah now!” Pinta Arga's.

Arga closed the call, and handed the phone back to Nadia's hand.

Arga took out his wallet, and handed two hundred thousand bills to Nadia. “You guys thank you well, for helping me!” Arga said, sincere.

Nadia also refused the two red money sheets, “Not need, Ga..”.

“Why?” Asked Arga, furrowing his brows.

“Less a lot.” Nadia replied, laughing crisply.

“Ohh that, this I added.” Arga replied, adding another sheet, hundreds of thousands, the total being three hundred thousand. “Sorry only this soon, understand I'm still a student.” Clearly Arga, with a stiff expression.

Nadia also took the money three hundred thousand, and.. “Hahahhaaaaaa... Joking Ga, joking... sincere cave really, help Elu!” Nadia replied again, while slipping the money into the pocket of Arga's shirt, in order to return the money.

“Thank you well.” Said Arga, while bowing half her body, “I go first.” The exit, about to pass from Nadia and Reva.

“Wait..!” Excited Reva, while holding Arga's Shoulder with her palm.

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Gladish chose a seat, and the choice fell on a corner table next to the window.

He ordered a glass of Milk Shake Chocolate as a friend to accompany him while waiting for Arga.

After getting his drink, Gladish reached into his Mustard-colored sling bag and took his Handphonen.

“Where are you?” Type Gladish, send a message on your WhatsApp Arga contact. “After OTW?” Type again.

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“Wait..!” Excited Reva, while holding Arga's Shoulder with her palm.

Arga stopped his steps and turned around. “Yah?”

“Arga may be this is a long time ago, only I want to explain something.” Said Reva, with a look of awkward face.

“You want to explain something, about what?” Ask Arga, to the fat girl.

“You don't Ge’er!” Seru Reva's.

“Ge’er?” Ask Arga.

“Iya Ge’er, actually Gladish used to shoot you not because He likes you, NOT.” Reva continued, in order to save self-esteem, his old friend, Gladish.

“Not?” Ask Arga again, not understanding.

“Iya very right, actually Gladish, Me and Reva used to bet.” Continued Nadia, also wanted to save the self-esteem of his old friend. “So fill our bet, if Gladish can shoot Elo, and Elo receive, we will thank Gladish money.”

Night cold, the sea of Ancol beach also seemed to blow with a fast around Arga. “A...What!” Screaming Arga was shocked, his eyes were perfectly rounded. “Ta, bet?!”

“But you refused!” Excuse Reva again. “So don't Ge’er deh if Gladish had a crush on you!”

Instantly Arga's body shook, his body began to weaken, his legs were stepped on his body as if he wanted to take it from his footing, but the Melancholic Introvert man tried to stay… and without realizing it, both of his eyes immediately blushed perfectly.

“So all this is just a charade?” Knot Arga, with a voice that turned hoarse. He turned his face, to cover his eyes that began to tear. Trying my hardest to make it look like nothing happened to him.

“Iya, so please forget Gladish with all the bad memories she once received because of Elu!” Pinta Nadia, in a pleading tone.

“That's fine!” Reva continued, confirming.

Arga tears immediately fell on his left cheek, “I go first!” Pamit Arga, instantly passed without their consent. Running away, Reva and Nadia.

“Well he's escaped!” Pekik Reva's.

“Udahlah, the important thing is we have restored the pride of a Gladish who once evil man destroyed.” Obviously Nadia, while relaxing her muscles. “Ah~ Looks like Gladish should thank us, for saving her pride that we once destroyed, hehehee.” Laughter Nadia, considering the two of them (Nadia and Reva) also played a role in the bet, while pitting her face towards the night sky full of stars. “About Gladish now, what are you doing?”

“Iya, I miss him.” Reva said as she puffed her chubby cheeks. “Kangen, want to play with Gladish again.”

Reva and Nadia were Gladish's closest friends during Junior High, while Gladish was still living in Jakarta. Currently they are both classmates, at the same High School in one of the State High Schools in Jakarta, and both are spending their Weekend in Taman Impian Jaya Ancol, Indonesia, to ride their favorite rides, while filling their gaping post-jomblo... Hehe…

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“TUUUUUUUUTTTT... TUUUUUUUUTTTT... TUUUUUUUUUUUTTTT.... The number you are heading to is inactive or out of range...” The voice from the missed phone tone, echoes from the direction of Gladish's phone.

“Why hasn't my phone been picked up? Gladish murmured, inwardly, as he sent his two feet on the floor, and stirred the weak straws of his milk shake, agitated. “Why is my message also unread?” Continue, while glancing at the message of the WA on his mobile phone that is still one. “And, why isn't his nose visible?” He continued, glancing sadly at the door of Cibogy Caffe.

#To Be Continued