To The Man Who Broke My Heart

To The Man Who Broke My Heart
10. Exploded Already


"Sister, if this is Brother's job, this is really not funny!” I can't help myself and be patient any minute.


Kak Raya who was wiping her lips after eating again gave a look of wonder.


“What the hell are you, Kay? I am no longer funny, deh. Sensi highly.”


I took another deep breath. Blow out. Okay. I don't know what else to do. The comments made by Kak Raya triggered a firecracker inside my head. How could he act like that?


“So, almost everyone on this campus is talking about me. They said I was dating Bang Che. They say I'm cheap, just broke up with Harris and everyone else. They said Bang Che was just a runaway for me. What's all that?” I exploded already.


Fortunately, it is not yet lunchtime, so the cafe on campus we are visiting is not crowded. In fact, there were only two other people besides us who were busy with their laptops in each corner of the room. Thank God I don't have to worry about my meltdown being a spectacle of many people and will be a fuel addition to the gossip that has been circulating.


Kak Raya looks more confused. “Kayra, what do you mean, ha? I really don't understand what you said just now. I never told anyone that you were the same Che. Do you know that I didn't go to college for a few days? Continue, why ...” He suddenly fell silent, like there was a new passage appearing in his memory. “So this is the same Riko said to me yesterday?”


“Emang Bang Riko yesterday said what same Sister?” I urge Kak Raya, impatiently listening to her explanation.


Kak Raya sighed with a dramatic. I had never considered his attitude before, but somehow on this day I finally named his behavior. Yeah, dramatic. Kak Raya is a dramatic person. “Yaa, the. Riko told me that you and Che are already. He also admitted that Che himself was viltang like him." The girl who today carries the concept of more is less it—yep, I was talking about her makeup that was quite menor, then looked up and looked at me with a glittering gaze. "So why'd you need to throw that, anyway, your friend? So, yes, so be it. That's just a bother. His share tax, dongg.”


Brother Raya— I do not believe that I will say this again—seemed not to notice the look on my face because still had time he teased me like that. However, my attention was immediately distracted by the information I had just received. How could Bang Che say that to everyone? Well, yeah. Not everyone is literal, yes, but he just needs to say it to the right people, or better known to their band's fans, and boom! The story will be spread all over the world.


“Kok can-can Bang Che talking to people anyway, Kak?”


I heard my mouth spit out those words. I just wanted to say that in my heart. Ah, goddamn.


“You mean?" Kak Raya was still strong with the two expressions she put in alternately; not understanding and teasing me. This time his forehead folded again.


This time it was my turn to take a deep breath. “Kakak, I'm not dating Bang Che. No, Sister. Nothing and I don't think I will ever. Why is Bang Che doing this? Did he say that Bang Riko? Never mind, brother, shoot me straight away. How do you wanna be? Not that I plan to accept him either, anyway." I was in a hurry to give that answer.


"Son, I can't stand to be seen the same people pass me by near them. Not very good it feels to be the chatter of girls fans of their gang, Sis. Moreover, they act as if I am really disgusting, Kak.” I poured everything I thought on Kak Raya.


Not emotion? Whats?


He then continued. "So, you really aren't the same Che? Seriously?” He asked for confirmation. It seemed that the senior I had considered to be more than just an ordinary senior was beginning to be aware of the true circumstances. It looks like two servings of Padang rice that he ate earlier can only be digested by his stomach for a while until the nutritional intake that is there is just received by his brain.


I just looked at him with disbelief. Why Kak Raya could be this selemot, anyway? Am I wrong and less "passionate" in explaining the situation? Am I lacking emotion? Less expression?


“Ok, princess, I now .. somewhat understand. I'll help you ask Che, okay? You have to cool down before you discuss this with him. You probably already know how Che faced the problem.”


Thank God, Kak Raya is finally connecting as well.


However, contrary to what he believed, I did not know at all what he meant. What is the usual attitude of Bang Che in dealing with problems? From where I can tell when we were never involved in a problem at all. I set aside the words of Kak Raya. What is clear to me now is what I want. “I want to ask directly Bang Che, Brother, let it be clear.” I'm muscular.


Kak Raya fell silent. He seemed to be considering something. Or, at least that's what I'm guessing from the cliche pose he's doing right now; he's propping up his chin with his thumb and index finger. “That's fine, too, but what's okay, hm? Later you can really fight, Kay. Later the business even so add ribet.”


Well, brother, that isn't going to work with me. My patience is over. I can't be prevented anymore. My resolve is round. “I don’t care,”


I said while grunting.


“Okay, okay, okay, up to you, deh.” Kak Raya put her shoulders, between wanting to look resigned or not even caring too much.


Actually, if you are in a sane state and not squeezed like this, I will be able to understand how Kak Raya feels. I will definitely try to understand one hundred percent. He may now feel in the middle of a bridge suspended at a height of two hundred meters above ground level; gamang. On one side as my friend and on the other as Che's friend. Kak Raya tries to always be neutral so that other things do not affect her relationship and Bang Riko. However, dear dear indeed, this time is not part of my sane state.


Finally we parted ways, Kak Raya returned to her house because it had been picked up by Riko while my plan to visit the department office vanished already. There is something else to be done immediately.


Me : Bang, we meet at the usual cafe at half-five o'clock


To be continued ....