To The Man Who Broke My Heart
9. Gossip, Gossip Around the Street

After preparing, we headed to the campus which was only a few hundred meters away. I don't know why I grant Mimi's request not to bring a car because she thinks finding a parking lot will be a nightmare when there is a crowd like today. I am beginning to regret my decision.

Accompanied by the bright daylight of the sun, me and Mimi—who had promised from far away would accompany me to take toga because there was no class schedule now—fight as hard as possible to penetrate the sticky and stuffy air of this city. No one dared to fight the heat by trying to start a conversation, we were too busy fighting for survival until we reached the Rectorate building safely. Well, even when we got there the remains of the bath were no longer there.

After waiting for quite a long time, I finally got that graduation uniform as well. Ktami immediately ran to one of our subscription dining establishments in the campus environment. A woman behind the counter smiled as she saw Mimi and I walk in, looking for a seat filled by our other friends.

Of course they sat in the spot we used to eat lunch here.

“The usual order, sis?” greet the woman named Uni Meri. Mimi became the representative of the two of us and gave a thumbs up omen in agreement. We soon joined up with our three friends.

Before long, five glasses of sweetened iced tea and five servings of chicken pecel were on the table. A waiter named Bang Wan who brought him to our table. “This Uni Meri tell you free one portion banana split for girls who want graduation. Congratulations, yo, Kayra,”, he said, putting a bowl of ice cream and banana pieces with various toppings in front of me.

"Yeah! Thanks a lot, Bang!" I exclaimed with joy. In Kalakian I looked towards the cashier and waved to Uni Meri who was also looking towards us.

As quickly as the food came, the plate and the glass became empty. Wide, who had previously only discussed trivial things about the Korean spectacle now immediately sounded more serious. “Eh, Kay, you don't feel like you have anything to tell me about us - we do?"

I immediately raised my eyebrows after hearing his question. "Like what?" sahutku. I really don't understand what he means. If there's anything I want to tell you, I'll tell them right away without having to give them "hard code" like this. I looked at my other friends. On their faces was a look more or less the same as mine; they had no idea.

Wide raised his shoulders. The movement was accompanied by the pull of both corners of his lips downward. "Hm. For example, if you are right again the same deck bang Che. Or even about the rumors that are circulating that you're actually already there."

"Eh, seriously?” Anggre glazed over, making Mimi and Lulu start to watch over me more intently.

I could feel their gazes piercing through my skin on both sides. “No, ah, Wi. Why emang? I don't understand, why rumors like that can circulate on campus. I did not say anything.” I replied after a heavy breath. It's true that almost this month we're busy with mentions on social media and chat in WA, but nothing happens more than that. Naturally, I was surprised by the said rumors floating around the campus.

“That's okay, Kay, we're just worried. There are a lot of stories that you have been. Kan ngeselin really for example we are your closest friends just do not know about this.” This time it's the Orchid. "It could be a tax loss, dong!"

I chuckle. "Bas with you, Gre! He wants to be treated mutely," I said. Later I added. "Udah, don't think about it, yeah. I'm the same Bang Che didn't. After all, if there is anything, you will still be the first to know about it. Usually that too, right?” I hope that my words can give them a little peace of mind because I know that, although Wide and Anggre wrapped it up with a joke, they paid more attention to this "rumor. Like a typical friend, they just do the job and worry about my situation.

Ah, gossip. It was just a rumor that would go away like the wind then. There's nothing to worry about.

I don't know who spread the rumors and what motives they had, which is clear what they say is completely unwarranted. What was on their minds when I was busy arranging this erratic feeling? What do they care about? Why are they suddenly so concerned about my life? About what I'm going through?

This is what always happens, right? People begin to assume that they know the truth about what is happening in your life and gradually polish it with their opinions so that it becomes the truth in the eyes of the public crowded. What really happened is not necessarily like that.

At first I just thought it was the wind then, trying to shake off something strange that I thought was inside the chest. However, when almost everyone, both those who knew me and those who were truly strangers, started glancing at me with a discordant smile on their lips, looking at me with the corner of my eye and thinking that I won't see it—Yeah God! Who wouldn't be aware of being noticed by so many corners of the eye like this?, instantly whispering as I was just passing in front of them, my anger was inevitable again. Who would do something stupid like this? Who caused all this? What mistake have I made with him?

Along the way to the department office I went back and forth thinking about the possibilities that could happen. Something strange in my chest again stuck out, especially after the name Raya just crossed my mind. Is Kak Raya that lofty to me? Is he probably doing all this? From the beginning, right he really wanted the closeness of me and Bang Che to happen?

If so, the joke this time is really overdue! I really don't like it. So what is the meaning of all the things I've told her before? Is he not listening? Does he not want to understand?

Being immersed in my own thoughts, I was struck by a pat—oh, no, the thing that just happened is more accurately said to be a punch— on my shoulder. When I look, I get what I want.

Who else if not Kak Raya.

Exactly it. I'm not a person who likes confrontation, but this time I really want to ask him.

“We need to talk.” I've never been this serious, not even when discussing the most crucial organizational issues with him.

Seeing my expression, Kak Raya looked a little jolted. Wonder.

“Why, Neng?" tanyakanya. Not even a second later, he already shook his hand in front of my face. "Udah, ah. The language later. Yuk, you make me eat first.”

What the heck? However, for the sake of the answer I wanted, I followed him without resisting.

To be continued ....