Possessive Leader
Behind Jesi

“Left! Left, Mang. I'm down here.” The cry of Jesi from behind made the angkot he was riding immediately pulled over.

With a bow he came out of the angkot, after which approached the front door and gave five thousand rupiah.

“Nease of change Mang.” Without waiting for the answer Jesi passed away. His mind kept on seeing what he saw at the red light. Far away he was tepis but still the shadow was more real. Although not looking at their faces but from the posture and clothes worn by them Jesi can draw conclusions if it really is Zidan, his lover. While the woman in the back seat is Raya, her best friend.

Too busy with his own mind Jesi to unconscious when Tea Ai, boba seller in front of indoapril called him until the woman with one child approached him with his favorite drink.

“Cold by now!” Jesi gasped with a cup of boba that was shoved into his arm.

“Teh Ai ngagetin. Thankfully I don't hang!” he continued while looking at the boba in the hands of Ai tea.

“Take. Create Neng Jesi.”

“But I don't pesen tea. I can't do it anymore.” Answer Jesi with a slight frown.

“Free make neng Jesi. Teteh think you are sick because tumben has not stopped by two days.”

“I'm fine with tea. Thanks well free of charge.” Jesi began to enjoy her bob beside indoapril.

“Teh anyone buy tuh.” Continue when you find the person standing in front of the boba stand. Before long the door opened and a woman in blue clothes came out of it.

“Yeah mba cashier His mind then immediately walked quickly to the residential complex area.

Slightly gasping for half-running under the sun that still shone with scorching heat even though time was almost ashar. Jesi sat in front of someone else's house while drinking his free boba.

“Udah is my fugitive. Eighty-seven thousand doang shopping. Tomorrow I redeemed if the rest of my pocket money has been a lot of other shopping.”

“Udah kayak ilang euy I selonjoran myself kek gini. In front of people's house anyway.” He murmured while continuing to drink boba until it ran out. Feeling that enough rest Jesi continued his steps.

“Walaikumsalam! Mom, Jesi home.”

Not knowing how to say the right greeting, just that Jesi likes to do it to get attention from the mother. Because usually if he says a reverse greeting his mother will immediately approach and reprimand him. Although the reprimand is always that but Jesi likes it.

There was no sign that the mother would approach her, and Jesi could conclude that her mother was not home. Lazily he walked to his room, the second day as a commoner was not too tiring, he was getting used to it. If yesterday his physique felt very tired today the feeling of fatigue was moved to his heart and mind that still kept remembering the scene at the red light earlier.

After putting his bag and book on the desk study Jesi put himself in bed. His lentic finger started wiping the flat screen until a message came in making him smile.

“Sorry not to pick up the phone, baby.”

Not yet had Jesi reply to the message, the vidio call was already in. Jesi immediately woke up and leaned on the head of the bed, not forgetting to tidy up her hair.

“Halo Brother.” He said to the face of the man he had not met this afternoon.

“Udah home?”

“Udah, Brother. I just nyampe. I was in my class, but no sister.” Answer Jesi.

Their conversation continued for quite a while. Jesi told how people on campus began to gossip about him, his experience eating in kopma to the figure of the lover he saw at the red light earlier did not escape told to Zidan. After an hour they ended the call.

Jesi who was moody and desperately held back tears because she thought the man who was chatting with a girl was her lover was now cheerful again. He rolled around in bed while continuing to stare at Zidan's profile photo.

“Call Kingdom ah, it's strange that the child play go just don't say, fearing he's why or need help.” His words then began to suppress the contact of Raya.

He smiled more and more relieved after finding news of his best friend was fine. It turns out Raya came home first to pick up her brother from out of town.

“He's best friend. Sorry I was thinking badly about lo, Raya.” His mind after ending the call.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Jesi decides to go down and help her mother in the kitchen. If you think Jesi will help her mom cook, of course not. He just became a good spectator while telling his angkot ride experience for umpteenth time.

The next days he was more accustomed to ride and fall, even the scorn and humiliation he received was dimmer with the passage of time. No more Jesi the sultan turned into Jesi the People's Jelata angkot passengers. But he was not at all concerned about it, with the angkot ride he could see the diversity of passengers from starting students, housewives who want to go to the market, he could see the diversity of passengers, traders until sometimes the old grandmother of fried sellers was often in a row with him.

It was not easy for him to see the positive side of the angkot ride, all thanks to Alya who often gave him a lot of input. The hooded girl always had her own way of turning Jesi's grievances into gratitude.

“Raya, lunch with yuk. I recently ate at kopma, delicious loh.” Jesi turned back and spoke to Raya.

“Yes right, Al?” Her impressions asked for Alya's approval who was already standing next to their table. For almost a week he was indeed more often with Alya than Raya.

“Sorry I have to go straight back. Next time, yeah.” Anjasa Raya's.

Lately Jesi rarely spends time with Raya. His best friend always had a reason not to go with him.

“Oh yes. I ate with Alya.” Said Jesi a little moody, after all for him Raya is one of the special people. Jesi really misses spending time with Raya as it used to be from starting lunch together, the way to the mall, doing tasks and so on.

Zidan also very rarely met him, they only communicate through chat or vidio calls, his lover has begun to busy composing the thesis. Only Alya was now always by his side.

“Iya sorry well. Next time we eat together again.” Saying, “Al, titip my friend yah.” The baby then passed away.

Raya, he entered one of the cafes in front of the campus. He immediately walked to the end table and sat there with a man who had arrived first, Zidan.

“Kok itself, Jesi where?”

“I did not intentionally invite.” Anjasa Raya's.

“Lo how are bebs? We meet both here, if there are children who keep telling Jesi how? A few days ago I saw us at the red light, fortunately I can rest assured him. If you can't be sad.”

“Witch why? Are you afraid of being caught breaking up? I think it's time you broke up that spoiled kid. Now he is not useful. Umpit!”

“Or maybe you've started to really like him?” imbuh Raya's.

“I might not like him. Spoiled, crybaby and can not be touched at all.”

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I can't imagine just plain Jesi knowing everything later.Pity euy.

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