Sweet Promise of Student President
Night Call

As Abi had promised yesterday, the man was now in front of Ara's house in neat clothes.

It's not her style, maybe it's because she's going to college so Abi is dressed a little modestly.

“Udah ready?” abi asked as Ara came to him.

“Hmm, udah.” Ara replied while receiving the helmet that Abi gave her.

Abi is no ordinary person. The man was born in a well-to-do wealthy family with a harmonious family. However, somehow the man was more comfortable using a motorbike compared to the car he had in his house.

Along the way, the two were joking. For the first time after losing her father Ara can laugh a lot by a man.

I don't know how many bobs Abi had taken out of his mouth for Ara and it seems like this is the limit, and Ara lost.

He fell to his death on the charm of an Abiseka Bagaskara. A man he had just known a few months ago and managed to make him comfortable with his existence.

“It seems like it's not just me who feels comfortable.” That is what Ara's heart is.

**** 

Abi returned to visit after finishing his business on campus. Actually not just a visit, but also deliver Ara back to her home.

“My head is dizzy, Ra,” complained Abi.

Ara looked at the man. “Why? Not eating?” ask Ara. Spontaneous Ara placed her palm on the man's forehead to check his body temperature.

“Don't know.  Though already ate earlier.”

“Good if you have eaten. Here drink.” Ara thrust out a pill she took from the inside complete with mineral water. Abi received it before then gulping down the medicine.

“Cant,” said.

“Bi.” A soft sound entered Abi's sense of hearing. Abi turned his head to glance at the girl who had just called his name.

“Gue not really?” A question that suddenly flashed through Ara's head.

“Neg. Why why?” tanya Abi felt strange with the question that was thrown from Ara's lips.

“Gue feels if you talk to people again, I'm a lot of silence. Rich as you, always lo who is a speaker and I who am a listener. I'm afraid my interlocutors are the same as me. Including you may also be bosen.” Ara's words ended with his glance at Abi who was still faithful to hear the words of Ara.

“Gue is never bored. The proof is, I always want to talk to you. And one more thing you need to know, I am also a type of guy not clear.” The last sentence of Abi felt to be a tranquilizing sentence for Ara.

“And you need to know also that you are not at all gaje. The proof so far the topic of conversation always comes from lo.” Ara smiled wryly and was greeted with a smile by Abi.

**** 

Cough sounds were heard throughout the BEM secretariat. Abi glanced at the origin of the voice, and he found it.

The girl in black clothes was covering her mouth and nose because of the smoke that was billowing through the room.

“Who would like to smoke outside first? Kasian the girl,” Abi's orders. The man was a man who was very sensitive to circumstances.

Now in the secretariat is not too crowded, there are only Abi, Rangga, Ara, Stefani and Shaka.

Shaka is also one of Abi's very close friends. The man exited the room after getting an order from the BEM Chairman.

“Lo also likes smoking?” ask Abi. They were indeed sitting next to each other because Ara needed Abi's help to work on the accountability report.

“Like. Why?”

“Lo said earlier ‘kasian the cewe’ , right? Continue to not kasian the same body you own?” Ara tried to convey her meaning.

Instead of regulating, he just wanted Abi to be aware that cigarettes were also a danger to him.

“Mau, I want to stop too. But hard.” Ara sighed hearing Abi's reply. Almost everyone he told quit smoking answered with the same answer, including his father ‘dulu’.

“So,” replied Abi.

“The rain is so big right?” Right, last night it was raining really hard.

“Iya, but sempet stops anyway. But maybe they feel comfortable about me, so they're nginep.” Abi displayed a row of his teeth with narrowed eyes.

“Huge confidence lo!” pissed Ara.

“Truly, along with me it's the most comfortable thing in the world tau.” Abi bragged about herself.

“Iya yes believe because I also enjoyed it,” great-grandson Ara. He tried to speak as slowly as possible so that Abi would not hear him. But it seems to fail because a split second later Abi answered Ara's words.

“Original?!” ask Abi heboh.

Instead of answering, Ara punched Abi slowly on the shoulder until the man grimaced.

**** 

An incoming message appeared on Ara's phone. It was very cold tonight, probably because it was raining outside.

Ara opened the notification. A voice message. Ara brought her phone closer to her right ear.

“Try to open deh.” That was the sentence that sounded when Ara listened to that voice message. Shortly a video appeared on his phone screen. It turned out that the person across from her sent her a video.

Ara smile. “Very funny.” That was the first sentence that came to his mind. There's not much the man in the video is doing, just looking at the camera and smiling knots.

Not finished Ara smiled because of the video, suddenly the person who sent the video called her.

“Upload can be tuh, Bi. Cute,” joking Ara. Yes, that person is Abi.

“Do not want, I'm funny for just you. If outside do not want to be considered funny.”

“Why?” ask Ara curiously. Though many men out there who make funny facial expressions just to get likes on social media.

“If you are in danger I will not be able to digbebela lo,” he replied. Actually the answer is simple, but it was able to make Ara's face red like a boiled crab.

Ara no longer replied to Abi. He would leave it until his heart was calm and no longer beating fast.

**** 

In the morning, Ara had to go to college to work on a document. There was not only him, but several other BEM children were also present including Abi.

“How to tick lo cool,” said Abi spontaneously when Ara was working on a document.

“Nothing, my way of typing is just as rich as the people out there,” replied Ara. Even so his eyes were still focused on the computer screen and his hands moved nimbly on the keyboard.

“Maybe the same rich people out there. But I'm sure that the way you are different is the same way I type.”

“Emang lo what?” Ara stopped her activities and turned to look at Abi seriously.

“Eleven fingers,” chirps.

“Eleven fingers how do you mean. Your fingers are only ten!” pissed Ara.

“Eleven fingers gini I mean.” Abi brandished his two index fingers with a sinless snort.

“Damn lo!” Instead of listening to the ravings of this one creature, Ara prefers to continue his activities and no longer care about the words of Abi.

Abi tries to annoy Ara in various ways. However failing, he was only considered a wind then by the girl after what she had done before.