Mission to Save the Heart
6. Prejudice and Covert Intentions
EVER SINCE Lunar asked me to forget about the morning when I was waiting for some of the other Olympians, I started learning to get rid of all my premonitions and prejudices on the Lunar. Yes, it could be Lunar is just like the girls who have been expressing love to me. They were just crazy about the perfect persona I was trying to display in public. When in fact all that I did was solely because I served as chairman of OSIS which is indirectly required to look perfect.
Whatever. Some might call me a two-faced or masked man. But, to me there is no harm in having a lot of personas. Because humans have a task that is not easy in living this increasingly hard life. I am required to be able to adapt to all the drama presented by the earth. So, there is nothing wrong with mastering many personas as long as the persona has benefits and does not harm others.
In fact, I do not exclude girls who express their interest in me openly. To me, expressing the feelings born of honesty is not a sin or disgrace to be buried. Instead, I appreciate their courage in implementing the struggle of Raden Ajeng Kartini who pioneered the emancipation of women. Me and the other men had one secret between us. These men are also given the ability to understand which sense is born of sincerity and which is born of lies for the benefit of one side.
“Zeev!” greet Lunar while running small towards me, letting her mane wave beautifully.
Damnit damnit! It turns out that I still can't forget that incident completely! My brain automatically turned the footage of the scene in the courtyard that morning.
“Gue to ask, dong!” as always, Lunar always gives intro before getting into the core of his conversation. I'm getting used to this weird girl.
“Ask what?” my reply is as seplegmatic as possible. Yeah, I definitely shouldn't lose to the plegmatics as if nothing happened like the Lunar, right? Of course, I can't feel distracted.
“If it's not wrong you join the billboard, right?” he said, giving me a yellow sign warning of the impending probability of a threat.
“Iya. Why emang?”
“So, gini... Nyokap I told me to join the bill because two months away from UAS. If you can know where to join bimbel?” search the Lunar with a pair of sparkling neutrals.
“Di Barisfer Academy.”
“Gue can ask please make the brochure mintain?” the door, made my gaze a little lower because the girl was twenty inches lower than me.
I was unable to deny my conscience that there was an inner confusion that was quite disturbing when Lunar was mediocre towards me, as it is today. However, this reasoning desperately needed a solid foundation of understanding before I argued over all the girls. On what basis do I keep feeling disturbed by his presence? Why is there something foreign in this self when it sees the Lunar behaving as if nothing has happened between us? Could this be called disappointment? If, yes. So why should I feel it?
Instead of being immersed in my own asums labyrinth. I actually took the Lunar request unconditionally, considering that it would be very artificial if I refused this simple request. Yes, I should be as natural as the Lunar that returns to the Lunar that I know, not reckless and crazy as the day he expressed his love for me.
“Then I wait for the brochure, yes! Thanks, Zeev!” he answered before finally passing and left me with the shadow of his sweet smile.
TOMORROW I submit a brochure as well as a registration form in case Lunar is interested in joining my bimbel academy. Anyone could definitely see the Lunar enthusiasm from the wide smile full of his victory when he touched that piece of white paper. Perhaps Lunar was utterly desperate for his values and determined to study more seriously. I like his spirit. Moreover, the smile was very harmonious for him.
Huh uh? What was I just talking about?
“Yes, look first. Who knows, right!” I try to act as natural as possible.
“Suitable, really! Kan, there's elo, Zeev!” lunar Exclaim, revealing a smile as wide as his shoulder.
Whahuh? What the hell does that mean? Does Lunar himself know what he just said? I myself did not expect that Lunar would mention my name as straightforward as it was with his sly smile while explaining the reason that went to Barisfer Academy. Does that mean he went to Barisfer Academy because of me? Nah! At times like this I can't ge-er, right?
Think rationally, Zeev! Rational!
Even though I've been trying to stay sane. However, that Lunar voice continued to roar while going back and forth in my eardrum. Somehow the sound had become a beautiful melody as if I was thirsty for the sound. Fix it! I seem to have contracted a strange disease.
“Oya, Zeev! I'm not active in any activity at school! If for example I joined the manager of OSIS can not approximately?” ask Lunar, describe my daydreams about him.
“If that, I can't, Nar! If you want to come, you must come to the class and be inaugurated first. But, the same inauguration was too late. Waiting next year also can not be because the third class has to focus the same exam.”
In the midst of my actions revealing the reason, I secretly also slipped a preconception of the Lunar. I don't know why since yesterday I was so excited to guess about the Lunar's true purpose and purpose. Signs in the frontal lobe always give yellow lights signs of sanitation must be aware of all dangers. Even in the most absurd case when Lunar just say hello while smiling at me when we passed, and strangely my logic was made to die of lice because it was curious.
What kind of magic, Lunar?
“If I register to be a member of sispala can?” lunar survey, really testing the firmness of faith.
“Can be aja, anyway! After I build the same members are also always open to anyone who wants to join.”
“Then you can help me make the form mintain no? You are also a member of sispala, right?” guess it exactly. Most of the students here know that too. So, this time I don't want to overvalue the Lunar.
“OK, later I mintain to secretary sispala, deh!” I agree to the Lunar request easily.
“Then I wait for the form, yes! Thanks, Zeev!” timpal Lunar before finally passing near to Viona who had been waiting to leave for the canteen. This time he was still not absent in giving his best smile to me for free.
“What, here? How to, deja vu!” to my astonishment, one of my hands involuntarily rubbed against my chest to calm down the turbulent thing inside.