Oath of Ex-Lover
chapter 6

Monday, November 2016.

"Assalamualaik." Azzam said hello at the door.

"Getishalight." While stepping out of the house I answered Azzam's greeting. 

"be careful the way Mel, slowly we will not be late nyampe to school." Azzam said as he thrust out his hand to help me walk.

"eh gapapa kok zam, I can walk alone.." I chimed in.

Azzam pulled back the hand he thrust at me and walked towards the antiknya motorbike.

"here I put the helmet on." Azzam asked for my helmet.

I gave him my helmet and Azzam put it on.

"thank you." I said.

"yok left for school. Mel's spirit!." Azzam spoke with a tone of spirit to me.

"bremmmm" Azzam pulled his gas motor and we headed to school.

At 06:50 am I and Azzam arrived in front of our school gate.Azzam suddenly said to me. "Mel you enter the class through loby only. Let me park my bike in the back, take care of Mel today." While guiding the antique motor. (the way through the loby is a shortcut to quickly get to class, because the rear parking is quite far and I do not bring my own motor).

"i've already been zam, thanks for being picked up earlier." I walked slowly to the loby.

"iya Mel. be careful while walking.your legs still hurt." cried Azzam.

Every day I see the love story of Anggie and Nisa getting romantic. Still a little claustrophobic if remembered. But now I have a new best friend, Azzam. Azzam was like a rainbow at the end of a storm that came to me, despite his simple looks and exotic tan skin, plus his slightly curly hair. Azzam looks sweet although not as sweet as Anggie and his skin is not as white as Anggie's skin. 

December, 2016

Almost every morning Azzam always approached me. Even Azzam was very good to me. However, his kindness has not been able to bring me to forget the figure of Anggie.My first love also gave me my first wound.

Today, Wednesday in December.

07:30 wib. "Mell look who's yokk who's singing her melodious voice once" Fia invited me to the field. Because today there is an art performance for every class to celebrate the anniversary of school. 

"Yes fii.brenta I spend my snacks first." I like this snacking is indeed getting my cheeks look chubby. 

"ah, let's Mel hunt down that song." Fia pulled my hand.

"iya-iya fiii.." I haven't had time to finish the snack in my hand.

"let's go." Fia took me to the field.

(Get in the field)

I was surprised when I saw the figure singing on stage in a melodious voice that was Nisa.

"Lhoo mel's... That's Nisa. The new kid in our class wih.... Her voice was so incendiary!".fia praised Nisa while clapping her hands.

"iya fi, I didn't think it was me. Nisa had singing talent." I also applauded this time.

How lucky to be Nisa, again my sense of insecure appeared.

Nisa is a new student in the class, but her talent stopped by to bring our class name to be good in the eyes of other students. 

suddenly Azzam appeared behind me. 

"Hay Mel, I'll be back in the parking lot.." Azzam asked me to speak.

"Hmm yes zam.." I replied.

"Zam ayoo hunted.." the sound of Azzam's friends. Azzam was a happy kid. No wonder his friend many. majored in automotive because it is his interest and love of classic vehicles.

"it seems that you and Azzam are getting closer to Mel." suddenly Fia said in front of me.

"we are good friends kok fi, besides our house is in the same direction.you are also still familiar with Azzam?." asked me to fia.

"hmm still Mel, me and azzam are friends too." fia answered my question.

at 16:00 wib the sign of the return bell rang.

"it's time to go home." I said to Fia who was sitting next to me.

"great fun like this. Where's Mel going?" fia said with a smile.

"not anywhere fi. I usually also go straight home. not good as Azzam if I stop by. he's the one driving the motor." I replied.

fia waved to me while leaving the classroom.

"bye." I returned the wave of his hand.

I walked to the parking lot, where Azzam used to wait for me at the hour of my return.

(until the motor park)

"have you waited a long time?" I asked Azzam who looks like he is playing a game on a motorcycle.

"haven't Mel, just now." replied Azzam.

"you're zam, you're home." I'm wearing a helmet.

"emm brag Mel. You're hunting home?." Azzam suddenly asked me.

I took off my helmet and answered the question.

"no zam, why?." I asked in wonder.

"is it a busy afternoon?" asked Azzam.

"zam gang, why? I asked back.

"yuk Mel street?." Azzam took me for a walk this afternoon.

"hmm I can." I agreed.

"i'll pick you up at five o'clock in the afternoon Mel." Azzam said with a tone of spirit.

"okay zam. yaudah yok home." I put my helmet back on.

the atmosphere in the parking lot is getting quieter, there are only a few motorbikes left, maybe because they are participating in the afternoon extraculikululululululululer.

(at home)

"huft, which shirt would you like?." I muttered to myself while choosing the clothes hanging in the wardrobe.

I take a shower, dance, and prepare to wait for Azzam in front of the house.Now the time shows at 17:00 wib. Azzam will be coming to pick me up soon.

17:05 wib

Azzam arrived in front of my house.

"ready ready?" Azzam asked me.

"where are we going?." I asked back.

"follow me. hehe." Azzam replied with a faint smile.

Turns out azzam took me to a cafe, where it was comfortable and cool because it was an outdoor nuance. Azzam ordered 2 guava juices and 2 croffles to accompany our chat in the afternoon.

"good place to be, comfortable too." I said to Azzam.

"hmm yes Mel." Azzam.

for nearly fifteen minutes Azzam and I did not speak, Azzam looked awkward this time.

"Mel. I'd like to talk to you but. I doubt." Azzam suddenly spoke while bowing his head. 

"What zam? Why?" I frowned.

"Please brother, 2 guava juice and 2 croffles yes" suddenly the cafe waiter broke our chat. 

"Thank you." I chimed in on the cafe waitress.

"What were you talking about zam?" I asked Azzam why he occasionally drank my favorite guava juice.

"emmm you don't want to be my girlfriend Mel?" Azzam asked while looking at me.

"Uhukk... (i choked) what is zam? Em I'm going to go back a little bit." I answered, walking towards the toilet.

(in the toilet)

"Azzam shoot me?" ask me in my heart. first experience I was shot by a guy. "hmm I have to answer how?." actually I have no taste with Azzam.of course my mind is still remembered the figure of Anggie. if I refuse him, of course Azzam will be very disappointed, considering all this time he was very good to me.