Searching for Happiness
NAME-CALLING

Rida felt strange, in her head still heard someone calling her. Bella!! Bella return.

He bought it, when a man came to meet in class.

"You're Rida, huh?"

"Huuumphi!"

"I know Ar, the head of the osis cool. Lo school from transfer where, may I know?"

Rida felt unconcerned, she always looked wildly looking for who called her Bella. The man's voice was clear, not in front of him at the moment. Until they continue to talk more seriously at that time.

A few seconds later, he replied, “We just finished first, how? Kan, we just met for the first time and just met also,” reject Rida. There was a sense of regret for wasting such a handsome man.

“Oh, is that it? Yes already,” reply Arzan while scratching his nape that is not itchy with the remaining self-esteem is only one percent.

“So watch us?” ask Rida.

“Oh yes, come!” Arzan stood up, trying to act as if nothing had happened to him.

“What did you watch first?”

“Udah, come with.”

They also began to move from their seats. Arzan showed one of the black motorcycles among the other parked motorcycles. He invited Rida to come with him.

“Keep my car how?”

“Lo take a car?” asked Arzan innocently, even though the answer was clear and flashed in his head.

“Turn rickshaw,” pissed Rida. “Ya bring a car, lah!”

“Lo want to ride the car keep me who brought or ride the motor continue me boncengin?” tawar Arzan gives you a choice.

“If riding a motorbike, how will my car be?”

“Lo just relax, just titipin later to the supermarket.”

“That, huh? Yes, I rode my bike. I have never ridden a motorbike in a piggy bank, let alone the same guy,” said Rida giggling.

“Ya already, lo wait here bentar.”

“Lo handle, fear of falling,” shouted Arzan in the middle of the trip whose voice was carried by the wind for sure.

“Ha?”

“Handle!”

“Arangled?”

“Iya, handle!”

“Ha? What, anyway?”

“Lo heard my talk not, anyway?” asked Arzan after stopping by the road.

“Denger,” reply Rida briefly.

“Keep why not do it?”

“Arangled?” ask Rida plain.

“Ha? Baked?” Arzan was astonished by what Rida had said just now.

“Lo, right, said it was baked,” said Rida emphasized.

“Astagfirullah, where are your ears, Neng? I said lo grip, later fear you fall and make me bother,” pekik Arzan.

“Oh, yes sorry. I thought you wanted to be baked,” answered plain.

Arzan re-started the engine, then continued his journey. Instantly Rida clapped on Arzan's back, he was shocked because Arzan drove his bike without warning.

However, Arzan ignored Rida's words. He focused on the streets. As Rida wrapped her hands around Arzan's waist, the man smiled. Thirty minutes passed. Along the way, the atmosphere became silent after they had argued before. Now, there were only the noise of vehicles passing through the street area, breaking the silence between the two of them.

"Stop, you denger someone called me Bella ga?" rida asked, to a man named Arzan.

"No, there's no one here either. Lo why the hell? it hurt?"

Rida shook her head, asking the man back on the road. Although their eyes and ears were closed slowly tightly.

Tbc.