My Moonlight
My First Love Actually

Is this the strength of young people who are still high in stamina? I ran so fast that my breath was still stable. Unlike usual, the road to the other division room next door was straight boring. Or because this is a dream, so everything that is impossible becomes very possible.

Whatever it is, I'm happy. Because I can finally reject the declaration of love of someone who will hurt me later.

Maybe my actions seem contradictory. He said he wanted to have a girlfriend, but why refuse when someone declares love?

Of course I have a good reason for that. If this was a dream about the past, it would definitely be similar to the original.

I remember very well what happened back then. Galih declared her love for me, then I accepted her. Honestly, I had a crush on him, because he was handsome, smart, and a sportsman. Anyway typical champ in school dramas. But that was the beginning of my regret.

After I agreed to his love statement, suddenly Galih's friends appeared from behind the tree clapping, cheering, and some were whistling. At first I thought they were congratulating us. But I was too naive.

I remember the words of one of them.

“Wah... great too, lo. Belom there are five seconds already instantly diiyain. Lose my bet.” Said.

Is correct. Turns out I was just a betting ingredient. Just imagine how sad I was then. My heart was also broken, because the person I thought was good hurt me like that.

But after that, I came to know that I wasn't really in love with Galih. However, her trauma still lingers. Until the moment I really fell in love with someone I was afraid to accept it.

“Lho, Calliope. Why are you running, Call?” ask a teacher who accidentally hit my shoulder while running earlier. I stopped my tracks, then turned towards him.

His name is Bu Risma, one of the senior teachers in my High School who taught Physics.he is my favorite teacher, because the way to teach him is not long-winded like other Physics teachers.

“Sorry, Mom. I was in a hurry.” My reasons.

His wrinkled forehead was getting wrinkled.

Before he started to say anything else, I first said.

“Sorry, Mom. Excuse me first. I won't run in the street anymore. Excuse me.”

“Eh? Uh!” exclaim Bu Risma.

I did not pry him and hurriedly left Bu Risma who seemed to be a bit annoyed after I was disrespectful. Let it. This is just a dream. Doing that once in a while doesn't matter. If I had known, my behavior would not have been revealed by him. We are different regions now. Don't bring up, meeting is difficult.

But by the way, actually at this time I do not know where to go alias without direction. If you go to my class, there is not necessarily something fun. Going to the library is the same. There was even a thought of how lonely I was that I didn't have many friends.

“Originally around aja times, yes?” muttered.

Come to think of it when I was in school I rarely went out of class or the library. What kind of school basketball court I forgot.

I walked one by one corner of the school that somehow can be seen very clearly in this dream.and now, I arrived at the school cafeteria which is currently quite crowded. Maybe because it's a sports watch right now.

“Oh, yes yes. My school canteen used to be like this, yeah.” I muttered while watching every corner of the canteen.

In the school cafeteria, there were two merchants. I don't know which canteen is better known for being delicious, because I always bring supplies to school. Moreover, both are equally crowded.

“Tumben to canteen?” ask a boy.

When I looked at him, one of the boys hands had already grabbed me without hesitation. I was a little surprised because he did it all of a sudden. Plus he looked back at me while showing his trademark smile that was so wide. Looking at that smile, I immediately smiled.

He was Hiiragi Masato or what I used to call Masa, one of my few high school friends. I'm pretty familiar with him. And he's the only person I can call the first ‘love’ of my life. I never thought I'd see her again in my dreams.

“You why the hell, kok tumben a bit different?”

Although he still showed a smile, Masa's expression also showed his confusion.

“Means?”

I asked back.

“Hmm... You smile at me back. Usually it is very funny, like nganggep me wall it.” The response.

Yes also. I used to be cold to him, because I thought he was too fond of meddling in my affairs. Especially if it's about Galih. Masa is the only person who thinks that Galih is not a good person. Therefore, he always tried to prevent me from getting close to Galih.

At that time I was too blind. I think, all the students who always get high grades in every subject are definitely good people. What else is he handsome, regent son and many friends. Less what else?

I used to accept Galih's love and was played with by her. I was so sorry I didn't listen to Time's advice back then. Masato was the only one who would listen to my vent and wait for me until I stopped crying. Maybe since then I've been in love with her. Although in the end I couldn't reveal it.

“Malah daydreaming. Trance, huh? I'm a bitch, here!”

‘Tak!’

Time really ticked me hard.

He took off his embrace, then got scared when he saw me.

“I'm just looking back at you.” Honest tidbits.

Hearing that, Masa was even more astonished and even took a step back from his place earlier.

Rrr... It seems like I have to level my face again, rather than seeing this kind of time.

I cupped my face with my palms, then opened it again. I showed her a face like she always gets from me. After that, there was a feeling of relief on Masa's face.

“Ya. I'm going to buy you a meal first. You want nitip?” bargain Time.

“Samain kayak you aja.” I'm muttering.

“Yakin? Would you like a jengkol stew too?”

“Ck.” I'm clucking.

“If there is a jengkol stew, it can be. After all, I brought the same toothpaste brush in the bag right?” my continue.

Time rolled his eyeballs with carelessness.

“OK. I took real jengkol stew, nih.” Said Masa who then went to his destination stall.

Who also believes that there are jengkol stews in the canteen. I understand very well that Time was just joking. Well, if anything doesn't matter to me. As an adult who has tried various foods to survive, jengkol is not an obstacle.

Soon, Masa returned with a tray in her hand. From the smell of food that comes, it is clear that there is no jengkol there.

“Where to jengkolnya?” tanyaku fad, because it turns out he even brought fried rice.

Grunting time, then saying, “You're not serious right?”

“Hehehe.” gelakku.

Now is the time to daydream. His eyes kept on me, looking at me sharply.

Because of that, I suspect there is something on my face. I fumbled my face, too, when there was something strange stuck in my face.

“It seems nothing strange.” I said.

“Your strange smile.” says Masa.

“Hah!?”

“Pas diem aja ugly, should fit smile also ugly, dong.” That's reason.

Ah, you tsundere guy. Just want to praise, have to be literate first.

This is one of us we can't date just yet. I did not dare to express my feelings to her due to the trauma, whereas Masa was too embarrassed to confess.

“I also know, if I'm so cute if I smile. But I keep it simple, because surely others will be klepek-klepek see it.” My canda.

“Ckckck... since when did you become a narcissistic gini?” character

“I'm not narcissistic, but honest.” My rebut.

“Oh, yes?” challenge Time.

He then began to feed the fried rice into his mouth.

“Totally. I can also tell you honestly that you are more handsome and cool than Galih.” My word.

‘Hukkk!!’

Choking, Masa hit his chest. Immediately I got the water from the gallon located not far from our table. I gave him water so he could drink it.

‘Gluguk glucuk’

After drinking it, Masa stomped the glass he was wearing on the table until a loud sound was heard. Some people glanced at us, to find out the cause of the voice earlier.

Meanwhile, Time glared at me. His face was so red that he was choking. Or... maybe because of something else?