Still In Love's
Ep. 5. Who Are You?

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“OK. Then let's get acquainted. I'm Blue. What’s your name?” Asked the guy named Blue as he stretched out his hand.

Orange looked doubtful to Blue's hand before finally accepting to grab the helping hand. “Jingga.”

“So, now want to go home with me?” Blue asked again with a warm smile that did not fade on her face.

“Sorry, my invitation has been on the way here.” Reply Orange while commenting on the awkward thin smile.

“OK, next time if so. But, don't refuse me here until your invitation comes.” Blue then moves to the duudk next to Orange to make the girl automatically shift her position to give distance, felt their sitting distance is too close and almost stuck to each other.

“If not ngerepotin.” Orange nodded awkwardly, then looked at the streets around the bus stop which was quite quiet. He thought, there was no harm if Blue accompanied him.

Momentary atmosphere heniing. Only the sound of gusts of wind took over the conversation between them, sometimes there was the roar of a vehicle engine that suddenly passed by.

“Eung, who are you, Blue?” The orange tries to open the conversation. In addition, he was also curious about the figure of this guy sitting next to him. Feeling like he never saw her during his High School days.

“Angel.” Answer the Blue.

Orange who heard Blue's reply rolled her eyes lazy, her beautiful face scowled funny to make Blue who saw her feel anxious.

“Udah, ahh, males talking same creature different species.” Orange turned its gaze towards the street in front of him.

Blue stifled laughter at the orange speech before she said. “Emang you never saw me?”

“I think, this is the first I met you.” Answer Orange. While Blue just smiled amusedly. “So, you are my junior, classmate, or senior?” Ask Orange again, gregetan. Blue smiled back.

“What really you never saw me?” Blue asked back, making Orange a little irritated.

The orange shook weakly. “Are you a popular guy, the most wanted, or a member of F4?” The girl then smiled amusedly and cynically at once, feeling annoyed because Blue did not answer her question.

Blue chuckles amusedly at the barrage of questions of Orange, and of course because of the expression of Orange that is so adorable as well.

“Haha, you think this is Meteor Garden or Boys Over Flowers? Nothing like that in our school.” Sahut Biru while rubbing the corner of his watery eyes using his thumb. While the orange just grunted annoyedly.

“So, maybe you forgot that we've met before.” Blue Speak then.

“Ohh, yes?” Orange blinked innocently, then his forehead frowned, trying to remember when he had met Blue.

“That time you accidentally bumped and made all the books I brought fall all.” Blue is reminded.

The stinging, orange eyes rounded wide along with his brain which was automatically able to open the memory when the incident took place. At that time Orange did not pay attention to the person he hit because it was too rushed.

“Wahh, is that really you? Very funny.” Orange is pretty speechless.

“Do I look like I'm lying again?” Blue asked as she brought her face closer to the face of the Orange, wrathful as the girl looked at him as if in disbelief.

Eye of Orange glancing ignorant. “Eum, your face is like a liar, anyway.” Her lips then distanced her face, then pretended to tidy up her hair, because being that close to Blue made her nervous.

Blue who heard him snorted irritatedly as well as amused. While Orange chuckled at the expression of the man.

“It turns out that you're doing ju–” Blue Greetings hanging just like that when suddenly a black Pajero Sport stops in front of them. Accompanied by the voice of a middle-aged man who called out the name Orange.

“Again, let's go home.” Said the middle-aged man with a thought to lower his car glass.

“Ehh, I first, yes. Thanks for letting me.” Pamit Orange before then get into the car. Blue smiled nodding and noticed the departure of the car that Orange was riding up out of his sight.

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Jingga threw her school bag just like that on the sofa in her room. He then laid his body on the mattress without changing his uniform first, his breathing seemed to rise and fall regularly, his eyes blankly staring at the ceiling of the room.

The memory of when he met Blue suddenly spun just like a video. The curiosity of the sender of the photo he wanted to meet now changed with the figure of Blue.

The orange shook his head so consciously. “Why even think of him, anyway?” He then rubbed his face full, hoping that Blue's handsome face was gone from his mind.

The next second, Orange chose to sleep because his body was very tired. Slowly, his eyes began to close. But just his eyes closed, Mother opened the door of the room without cue to make Orange surprised and inching to sit. The automatic upset look he gave to Mother.

“Ji, Ji. Said Dad earlier you were won by a guy?” Ask Mommy excitedly while sitting himself on the side of the orange bed.

“Iya, why?” Orange asked back while scratching his head that did not itch.

Mother smiled and squinted her eyes meaningfully, then again raised the question. “Ganteng?”

Orange nodded innocently, not denying if the guy who was with him was handsome.

“Certain, who is he? Your girlfriend?” Ask Mommy again, her eyebrows go up and down meaningfully.

Orange rolled his eyeballs lazily, he thought there was something important. His mother came to the room to ask him something like this.

“Yes, Bun. I just accidentally met him earlier, kept him good enough to nemenin until Dad came.” Clear Orange. “Besok-tomorrow at least will see you again. I guess I'm the same as he's not a classmate. Know your younger brother or senior, I don’t care.” Continue later, raising your shoulders no matter what.

Orange thinks if Blue will be someone who just pass or accidentally cross paths. He also did not want to know more about Blue.

“So, he seems to be interested in you?” Apparently Mother did not heed the explanation of Orange.

“Yes where do I know, Bun. I'm, right, not a psychic.” Orange swelled.

“Yes who knows if he is interested, then you can be your girlfriend.” Said Mommy, making Orange back roll his eyeballs lazy.

“Apaan, anyway, Mommy? Udah, ahh, males I talk girlfriends.” Jingga was about to get out of bed to bathe and escape from Mother, but quickly the woman who had given birth to her was holding her back.

“Lho, why? It's big, if you want to have a boyfriend. But it must be a tile.” Mother blinked one eye teasingly. The orange that saw it only snorted amusedly.

“But Dad didn't do it, tuh.” Sahut Jingga, remembering the father who always warned him not to date for fear of unwanted things happening to his daughter. Maybe because of the only daughter in the family, Dad became a little possessive of her.

“Who said?” A firm baritone voice suddenly sounded in the room Orange, making Mother a little aghast and immediately stiff grin to the owner of the voice, Father.

“There are no boyfriends. Orange is still small, just focus on learning, he said he wanted to be a doctor, Bun.” Imbuh Daddy looks serious.

“Kan Orange we're pinter, Dad. Dad was never young, we used to also date from first class High School, kok.” Mother Protest. While Jingga who heard the small commotion her parents just sighed lazily.

“It used to be the same now it's different, Bun. The style of dating children today is too late, not infrequently you see children of Orange age are not ashamed to hug, kiss, or hold in public. And worse pregnant out of wedlock, I do not want if it happens the same Orange.” He explained, considering the progress of the times has really brought many changes in many things, including the way young people date who have shifted the eastern culture in Indonesia.

“But Orange certainly knows, really, what he should and should not do. Yeah, right, babe?” Mommy is still grand, her gaze held on Jingga asking for approval.

“Eung. . .” Orang-orange for a moment, staring at Father and Mother alternately. “A-I want to take a shower.” Then he hurriedly got out of bed and walked into the bathroom, leaving his parents who were still arguing about Orange who can date and should not.

In the bathroom, Jingga again tickled amused because the guy who was close to her was not there, why were her parents even excited? Ckcc.

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Orange walks with Sky, Laura and Ken to the cafeteria where there is a vending machine for them to buy drinks. They looked sweaty, a little shabby, and exhausted. It was bright because their class had just finished a sports class.

Along the way to the cafeteria, Sky and Ken did not stop fighting. The problem was clearly because the Sky was always trying to keep Ken away from the Orange. The man continued to embrace the orange like a shield and Ken could not get close to the orange in the slightest.

While Orange and Laura just let them, the power was already drained in the sports lesson earlier. Not strong enough to break up Ken and Sky.

Arriving at the cafeteria, they saw many female students crowding in front of the vending machine, not forgetting the accompaniment of the boisterous sound that was very noisy.

The fourth view then tried to find out what was the cause of the commotion in front of the vending machine. And it turned out that a group of male students who were buying drinks there were the center of attention.

Orange was a little surprised when he saw there was Blue there. But what astonished him was, why would the presence of that group of students be able to make such a fuss?

“Ohh, pantesan.” Laura nodded. His round eyes looked sparkling.

“Why?” Ask Orange.

“Obviously a fuss, Ji. The most wanted guys are here.” Laura replied without taking her eyes off the group of students.

“Who? Them?” Ask Orange again while raising her chin towards the group of students that Laura meant.

“Yes, who else? Elo sih kuper, the same library doang.” lab Cibir Laura while shaking the head of Orange slowly. The orange snorted as hard as he made it.

It's obvious that Jingga doesn't know the popular students at her school because she's indifferent enough to notice such a thing. Even himself was famous throughout the school, he did not care.

“Do you know, Ji? Ken the same Sky just lost the same prestige they.” Said Laura, making Ken the Chairman of OSIS, as well as Sky the smartest student and also claimed he was the most handsome in the school swipe at Laura.

“Sebodo! I'm thirsty, why are they so long?” A sore orange grouse stood there, he felt his throat getting drier.

“Fans crazy that makes them long, Ji.” This time Heaven replied, he grimaced when he saw the crowd of female students in front of him. Had he broken through, maybe he would have come back full of scratches on his face. The sky shuddered in horror at the thought.

“Are they F4 members to have all crazy fans?” The orange is cynical, irritated because they make it difficult for him to buy fresh drinks.

“They are our school's F4. It's so bad you don't know, Ji.” Laura Sahut.

“Ya I don't know and I don't want to know.” Sambar Orange sewot, he just wants a drink now. No matter the four handsome humans that were ahead there.

“Let me tell you. They're our seniors, Ji.” Laura raised one index finger and got ready to show the Orange who they were one by one. “Which looks like Kim Woo Bin but lacks little care, his name is Bian, who uses braces his name is Bisma, continues the sweetest his name is Albi, and. . . . .”

“And the most handsome one is like me, his name is Blue. Blue Birendra Harsa. She is the best among them, she is the school representative on the student exchange program to America last year.” Clearly Sky quickly cut off Laura's speech. The orange that heard the sky was very confident immediately throbbed amused.

“Ken, you, right ketos. Try, dong, tuh crowd cleared, hunting bell in bu–”

“The break time will be ended in five minutes left. . .”

And sure enough, not until Orange finished his sentence, the bell that tells the sign that the break time will end in five minutes sounded jarring, and automatically disperse the crowd there. Even with all the students who were snacking in the cafeteria, only a few people lived there including them and the most wanted group.

“Tuh will run out. Not drinking, snack, keep changing clothes.” The orange again grumbled in annoyance while stomping his feet to the floor.

“Ji, if you are hungry again very original. Means lo kalem if your stomach full doang times, yes?” Ledek Laura who saw the Orang-orange. He was very knowledgeable and familiar with the habits of his classmates.

“Hei.” Someone's call distracted them, it was Albi who was shouting. “You want to use this?” Ask then while pointing at the vending machine.

Laura was about to open her mouth to answer, but the entrance bell rang.

“Tast. But not so, Brother.” Laura grinned stiffly, then sighed resignedly because inevitably they had to rush into class now.

While Jingga looked annoyed at the group of upperclassmen until her eyes were fixed on Blue who was now also looking at her. But a second later, Orange hurriedly threw away his gaze. There was a sense of nervousness that felt strange to Orange when his eyes met Blue's gaze.

“Sorry, the machine was a bit stuck, so long.” Obviously Albi.

“Nothing, kok, Sis. That's what we are first.” Laura was a little nervous, this was the first time she had spoken directly to one of the school idols.

The four of them, with their thirst still whack their throat, chose to return. But just as they turned around, Albi called back.

“Wait, Orange..”.

The orange turned its body back with its eyebrows raised in confusion. It wasn't Blue who called him, it was Albi. Wh why? Jinggga felt unfamiliar with the sweet-faced guy.

“You're Orange, really?” Ask Albi to make sure while walking towards Orange. While the person asked just nodded.

“I bought two, you can take this.” Albi then gave a bottle of orange-flavored yogurt, but the orange refused it with a headband. Then his gaze turned on Blue for a moment. No matter what happened, as if there was an opposite magnetic field, Orange's eyes were fixed on Blue just like that. Looks like the guy shook his head a little while smiling faintly at her.

“Sorry, I don't usually accept anything from strangers.” Push orange later, then move from there and followed by his friends.

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To be continued. . . . .