This is wrong... it should be, not like this.
Why he still doesn't want to understand. What's more... don't want to listen to my explanation. I'm not alone, and I already have Ricky. But why? Is he also the same as Ricky? He is the perfect kind of guy who is bored with his life. Then turn the ugly me into one of their new toys?
"What are you dreaming about?" half jumping, I looked at the sound source. The voice I've always tried to avoid. But in fact, I met him instead. Yes... Ricky's voice.
"I... I—"
"Let's watch the match!" invited him. Walking ahead of me forced me to follow his significant steps.
He sat down on a bench not far from where we were standing. Then I sat beside him.
"You were sick yesterday?"
I just nodded. He just smiled until his dimples looked real. Then he lowered his head as if contemplating something.
"Genta told me," he said again. As if he was disappointed because I didn't tell him.
"Sorry... I forgot to tell you."
"I thought you got rabies because of me."
"No... I have a common cold!" I closed my mouth for a moment. My face reddened again at the thought of it—problem... that Sunday kiss.
"Hahaha...you're funny, aren't you?"
"What?" I asked, not understanding. He shook his head, then reached into his trouser pocket.
"Wait... Mommy's on the phone," he said.
I nodded, watching Ricky walk away. Talked cheerfully with his mother. I feel... if Ricky is so close to his mother. Even though I thought he was a bad boy who wouldn't care about his parents. But the truth is... I was wrong.
"Okay, Mama...I love you too." after saying that, he sat down next to me again and smiled again. For some reason... Ricky is now smiling more. Different from before. I also don't know why today he chose to be with me. Not with his naughty friends who were already sitting on the other end. While whistling, teasing students are passing by.
"You got a word from Mama."
"Really?"
"Yeah... just a minute." He opened his phone again, then played a video that was there.
There's a beautiful woman on the tape... wonderful. I feel like a patch of dust when compared to that woman. Is that Ricky's Mama? No wonder his son is this handsome.
"Hay Nilam dear! Happy birthday, dear. Today Ricky is helping Auntie make a cake, you know! He said the cake is for you! But Auntie forbids it, and I'm afraid Ricky's cake will make you sick. He can't cook... Just boil the water. It's burnt!" Ricky and I laughed hearing the woman's words so expressive and funny.
"Later, you have to play here again, you know! Auntie misses you. Miss shopping with you and hanging out! You know, right... these two aunties are annoying. What's more, Ricky... he just fights every day. Later... if there's another brawl, you have to tease him. If necessary... break up with him, so he's depressed, okay! That's fine... you must be busy, right?
'Again' I don't know. Mama Ricky's words were as if we had known each other for a long time... had known each other before. Though... I'm sure that today is the first time I've seen his face in Ricky's video.