"Finally fresh too!" exclaimed the beautiful girl who had taken off her cupu look.
Finished combing her long hair, Khanza also smeared a little powder on her smooth face. Then he took off the cellphone charger, and brought the sophisticated object lying on the bed. .remembering his promise to Arif, he started to turn on the cellphone.
Ting!
An incoming message from an anonymous number. But Khanza already knew from whom. "This must be Arif's number," he said.
Then opened a short message from his new male friend, the corners of Khanza's lips curved without permission.
"Shall I reply to the message or should I just call?"
Even Khanza's heartbeat is unusual now. "I'll just reply to the message, instead of talking directly I'll be awkward."
Suddenly typing a message, Khanza also deleted the words on the keyboard several times. Afraid of being wrong or even being disrespectful.
Sent with a double tick line. The little girl couldn't stop staring at her cellphone screen. "How come it took so long to reply? Has he not arrived home yet? Or?"
Rather than anxiously waiting, Khanza decided to have lunch first. Throwing the flat object carelessly, he left the room.
"Za," said the mother when she entered the dining room.
"Yes ma'am," he said quietly, afraid that his sister-in-law had leaked the secret.
"How was school?" The middle-aged woman sipped her tea slowly.
"Em... h-okay Ma." I hope Mama doesn't suspect her lies.
"The environment is good right kid?.It's not like most stories say that schools in Jakarta have a lot of violence from their seniors."
Khanza's feelings were getting worse, but he had already lied to his mother. And he was forced to cover it with a new lie again.
"No mom. seniors are friendly. The teachers and staff are also very kind."
"Good." The mother was relieved that her son was at home at his new school. "Yes, Mama, stay now, because Mama wants to have a social gathering with complex mothers, are you eating alone, isn't it okay?"
"Yes Mom." Staring at his mother's back a feeling of guilt clinging to him. But at least he can be relieved because it doesn't add to the burden on his mother's mind.
Eating served by the maid, the little girl immediately went back into her room. Looking for a flat object tucked between the blankets, Khanza took him to the balcony. Lying down on a hanging swing, he began to fiddle with the flat screen.
"Good grief!" It turned out that there was a reply to a message from Arif. Trembling to open the message, Khanza's heart was beating wildly.
[Afternoon too Za? How did you get home? Don't forget to have lunch okay? You'll be sick.]
Khanza's cheeks immediately turned red when he read the chat from Arif, he buried his face in one of his palms. "How come it feels weird huh? He's caring too," he mumbled. There was something different that tickled inside of him.
***
Unable to come out, Arif, who had just put down his guitar, checked his cell phone. It turned out that there was a message notification from the blue application.
"Khanza." It turns out that the sender came from the little girl who had been bothering him. Suddenly sliding the screen, he opened the chat.
[Afternoon Rif.]
Taking a deep breath, he jumped onto the bed. With his face down, the man quickly replied to a message from Khanza.
[Afternoon too Za? How did you get home right? Don't forget to have lunch okay? You'll be sick.]
There was no reply for a long time, Arif re-examined the first message from Khanza. "Oh no wonder he didn't reply, it was thirty minutes ago."
While waiting, he sailed on to other social media. Opened the Pink purplish box app, he found a new follower.
"Who's this?" he muttered. Then checking the person's profile photo, he blinked to make sure he didn't recognize the wrong person.
"This is Vera, right?" he muttered.
There is no mistaking it, the photo of a beautiful girl and looks more beautiful with the supporting filter is Vera. Suddenly following back, Arif was even happy that many friends were familiar with him.
Ting!
A pop-up notification came on top of the screen, immediately opened, he thought it was a message from Khanza. Turns out it wasn't, just a message from his former school group.
Ting!
One more incoming message. Arif was still enthusiastic about opening four or five. Pursing his lips, it turned out that the one who sent him the message was Randra.
"This kid is just a nuisance," Arif grumbled.
Then replied and asked what was wrong, the handsome man was getting annoyed when Randra just answered on a whim.
"Damn Randra," he cursed.
Once again there was an incoming message, Arif seemed reluctant to open it. He thought it was from Randra or another group, it turned out to be from the girl he had been waiting for.
"Khanza," he said.
Waking up from lying down, Arif leaned against the headboard of the bed. Reading carefully, suddenly a beautiful smile emerged from between his lips.
[Haha. It's been a long time. It just finished eating. Who asked, have you eaten yet?]
Like getting a new mood booster, Arif forgets all the sadness about being alone at home.
[That's for sure. It's not funny if I ask you to eat, instead I'm the one who gets sick because I haven't eaten.]
***
Smiling to himself, Khanza didn't think that he could be this intimate and comfortable with Arif.
It's only the first day I know him, what if after a while I could fall in love? he thought.
"No. I have to focus on my education and goals. Remember your principles Za, don't play with love if you can't achieve your goals."
Fortify yourself first, can Khanza be able to drive the heart?
[Hehehe. Yes, yes.] Khanza replied again to Arif's message.
Wondering what to reply. Arif only sent a reply with a smile emoticon. as a result, Khanza did not reply to messages from the man.
Their chat ended there. With the same smile looking at the flat screen that began to dim and die.
Arif felt strange himself, he lay back down and turned his body, with an uneasy feeling. ."I feel there are flowers blooming and butterflies flying in here." Holding his chest, he felt a heartbeat that was not working as usual.
"There's no way I'm in love with Khanza, right?"
Oh I hope not. maybe it's just the happy feeling of having a new friend that fits her well.
***
While holding a flat object to his chest, a red tinge continued to be present on the two chubby cheeks of the cute girl. "Arif," he said.
Slowly closing his eyes, Khanza began to enter the subconscious. Hopes that someday he will have sweet dreams about a handsome prince who will sincerely accept himself with all his strange appearances.
In a different place, Arif was fast asleep. It brought a feeling of happiness that he had never felt before. But he could not conclude whether it was love or just a mere self-entertainer.