I immediately ran away from Yogo and Paijo as soon as we arrived at the school parking lot.
I don't know, I'm too embarrassed or hurt. I just want to disappear and not show my face in front of them.
This is very hard for me.
Yogo had asked someone to take my motorbike to the repair shop because I lost my motorbike key.
I was stupid for putting a duplicate key in the same ring as the key I was using. Yes, I am stupid, very stupid!
I kept running towards my class.
When I got to class, Nisa immediately pulled me to the school's health clinic, to treat my cheeks which were still very red.
I don't know what ointment she put on my cheek.
"How can you do this, Mel? Whom are you fighting with?" Nisa asked while putting the ointment she used to treat me back into the first aid kit.
"I'm not fighting, it's fine!" I said slowly.
My cheeks feel very sore and also hot.
"Then why were you with Yogo? Usually with Bambang! Oh, no! You're not fighting with Bambang, you're being slapped, then Yogo and Paijo are saving you, right?"
I gaped at Nisa's question.
Has she gone mad?
"Bambang is not someone who can slap women! Don't make it up, later if someone else hears it, it could be gossip that ends in slander! You know that slander is crueler than murder, right!" I stared intently at Nisa's eyes.
"Yeah, I know! I'm just guessing what happened to you! Trample someone's hand, you know, on your cheek! The only real possibility is that you're in a fight, or not, you're being mistreated by someone!"
"Well, don't worry about it! I'm fine. Just pretend I'm fighting!" I called softly.
Nisa took a deep breath. She then shook her head slowly.
"Just stay here! Don't come to class! Just skip it! Let me take care of the permit! If the teacher sees this on your cheek, I guarantee you, you will be immediately interrogated!"
That is true. It will be a very long story. And maybe, the school will call Mother. No, this can't happen.
"Well, please take care of the permission, okay! Thank you Nis," I said, then hugged Nisa.
"You're welcome!"
***
It turns out that sleeping in the school's health clinic is good too. In the past, I really couldn't go to the school's health clinic even though I was sick, because those rich kids had already filled the room to gossip. Now, I can sleep comfortably here.
I opened my phone and played a game to relax a bit. I don't want to think about this too much. Mom said I had to get rid of any memories that made me unhappy.
Sreet!
I jumped in surprise when someone pulled my bedroom curtains.
"Bambang?" I screamed in surprise.
Bambang's face looks gloomy. He walked over to me and sat on the edge of my bed.
I immediately straightened my body and mentally prepared, if only Bambang would nag as usual.
"Have your cheeks been compressed?" asked Bambang slowly.
I shook my head.
"But already given ointment with friends!" I shouted quickly before Bambang got angry.
"What ointment?"
"I don't know, but after that, my cheeks immediately feel cool!"
Bambang took a deep breath.
"If you weren't sick, I'd be mad at you!" Bambang grumbled.
I just smiled broadly, hoping he would melt a little to see my smile. Yes, I'm pretty confident with my smile. Mom says, when I smile, I look very beautiful.
"I don't want to know, okay! I'll pick you up tomorrow! If necessary, I'll come to your house early in the morning, so you don't run away and go on your own. Why is it so hard for you to tell? What do you think?!"
Judging from the look in his eyes that were so gentle, I could tell that Bambang was very worried. But what am I going to do? I don't want to keep bothering him.
Suddenly, there were loud footsteps. Someone entered the infirmary in a hurry it seemed.
"Mel, you're okay, right?" someone half-shouted.
Gepeng?!
"I'm fine!" I said slowly.
"Bams, why did you let Melody go alone? I heard it was Blackstone who hurt Melody!" Gepeng grumbled at Bambang who was just silent while taking a deep breath.
"Why are you blaming me?! You see, Melody herself doesn't listen to what I say! Just get mad at her!" replied Bambang curtly.
"Why the hell, Mel? It's dangerous! You know what, I'll pick you up tomorrow!"
Not only me but Bambang was also surprised to hear Gepeng's words.
Why do those who are noisy want to pick up and drop off, anyway?
"Wait! What are you doing, Peng? You don't have any hidden intentions, do you? It's been suspicious for a long time, you! Melody is really good, why are you?" said Bambang.
"Is there a rule that I can't be nice to Melody? If you can't take care of her, let me do it!"
"Hey, when you two make a fuss, just go outside! What are you fussing about Melody too? What's the point of helping me treat my hand and my lip, which is blistered with a beating!" said someone behind Gepeng.
I know whom this voice belongs to. Damn, why did he have to be here, when I was avoiding him?
"A first aid kit in the cupboard upstairs, eh!" said Bambang, pointing to where the first aid kit was.
"Wow, that's quite impressive! You are a loyal friend!" snapped Paijo as he walked to the drawer.
"Wow, don't you disperse!"
Everyone in this room immediately stood up when they heard Yogo's voice filling the room.
Without another word, everyone immediately left the infirmary, except for Yogo and me.
I'm sick, so there's no need to go out, right? Indeed, who is he to command me.
Yogo approached me, then closed the curtains in my cubicle.
"I'm fine!" I cried before he asked.
Come on, they're all here to ask how I'm doing, right? If not, then what is it?
"I'm glad to hear that," said Yogo flatly.
"Thanks for the help. I'm indebted to you. If there's anything I can help you with, just say it, I'll repay your kindness."
Yogo smiled faintly.
"So, you're not the type of person who wants to be indebted to other people, huh?!"
Bingo! Correct guess!
"I have one request. I hope you don't mind!"
"Sure! You've helped me, so I'll do my best to grant your request!"
"Every night, we have a group, Naya is busy cooking snacks and drinks for us. If you can, I ask you to help Naya. You can cook, right?!"
Cook? Not something difficult. It's just, does that mean I have to meet the Roulette guys again?
But ... after all, Yogo saved me.
"Okay, no problem. Is it just tonight or what?"
"If you can, whenever you have time, you come to help Naya."
I nodded in understanding. But suddenly, my curiosity peaked.
"You like her, don't you? I mean ... Naya?"
At the tip of a question like that, Yogo immediately became embarrassed.
"Okay, no need to answer! It's very clear what the answer is!"