The sound of bodies striking Kai from behind his back while walking down the bridge with Diga, a boy about the same age as them, walked hurriedly across the two of them, his face familiar when Kai was trying to get angry.
"Sorry, sorry," said the boy.
"Damn it! I spilled my ice cream," Kai muttered in a high-pitched voice.
Not long after, a group of other boys from another school was roaring. Kai and Diga knew fast because they wore their high school batik uniforms that day.
"Wow, don't you dare run away; give me your money here!" said the group of men with emotion.
Kai sensed something was wrong with the group of boys; he already suspected that barking was hitting his school friend. Kai immediately looked for a way how to stop their footsteps.
"No, you better go after the guy who made him safe. Let me handle them here," Kai whispered, making Diga even more scared.
"But, Kai?"
"Hurry up. Or it's your arm that I broke," Kai said as he stared and estimated when the group's footsteps would reach him.
Diga heard the threat, immediately obeyed Kai's words, and chased the boy who hit Kai.
Not long after Diga left, Kai was still strolling like an innocent child coming home from school alone.
"Uh, lo!" shouted one of the groups of boys to call out to Kai in his very exhausted voice.
Kai tried to ignore them to lure them closer to him.
"Wow, do you have ears or not?" snapped the boy, who was almost 175cm tall.
"Hmm, why, bro?"
"Did you see that there was a boy in a blue batik uniform running through here?" he asked with a snap.
Kai immediately put out his best acting.
"Well, this is your school uniform," said the boy behind him, pointing to Kai's batik shirt.
"Oh, I saw him turn right," Kai replied, pretending to know. Her innocent face convinced the group of boys to trust her.
They quickly followed Kai's words; when they all ran. Now Kai had to run after Diga and his school friend.
"Hah. It's crazy that the kid from the school next door told Kai when he saw Diga and his school friends at a mini market.
"Are you all right?" Kai asked his schoolmate.
He nodded and then tried to reach into his pocket to take the money.
"Here for you two. Thank you," he said in a trembling voice.
Diga immediately refused the gift of 'wages' politely.
"Just buy us chicken noodles, then," said Kai.
Kai is indeed the bravest girl Diga has found; several times, Diga's problem was solved because of Kai's courage to fight the people who bullied him. A concept of kindness done by Kai that can't has applied to Diga.
* * *
Sometimes there is a feeling in life that is hidden for too long until it becomes a secret that cannot be revealed because it is easier to express feelings to strangers than to friends themselves.
Feelings that are increasing incarnated and continue to grow and want to get all of its contents out. Kai keeps trying to cover up everything to maintain his friendship.
Kai suddenly cringed when she saw Diga come from behind and immediately drank the mango juice that had just arrived at his table.
"Oh, what the hell! Order yourself," Kai was annoyed because he had just finished his exercise class in the hot sun.
Without replying to Kai's words, Diga immediately handed over his cellphone to inform him that Bella had uploaded a photo on her social media with her mistress.
"HAHAHA," Kai laughed so loudly that everyone in the cafeteria saw it.
Diga immediately patted Kai on the back because he was embarrassed to see his best friend like that.
"Yes. Well, you said you've moved on!" Kai said as his hand took the juice in front of Diga.
"Yes, still, it hurts, bro!"
Kai's heart is stunned every time Diga tells about Bella, a bad girl who has hurt his best friend's heart but is still in Diga's mind. Like a thorn that pierces slowly into his throat while eating a fish and has accidentally swallowed by a thorn, it hurts, but there are only two choices, to take it out or to destroy it because both are painful.
"Thank you, ma'am," Kai said to the noodle soup seller at school, followed by the meatball seller's father delivering Diga's order.
Diga immediately glanced at the bowl of noodle soup and white rice on different plates, a desire-filled gaze.
"Kai, hehe," said Diga, his eyes staring at Kai intensely. Kai immediately exchanged his noodle soup with the meatballs that Diga had ordered. Diga's habit that he can't show to others is he always wants to trade he called when he sees Kai's order is more interesting.
Diga is one way for Kai to treat his wounds whenever he hears Diga's complaints about women because he feels special even though he is only a friend; after all, this feeling is his first secret that Diga will never or will never know.
Spoons filled with each other's food went into their mouths, filling their stomachs in the middle of the hot day, and they tired from almost all day studying in a boring class.
* * *
Diga had just come home from school with his old motorbike, which was parking neatly in his front yard; when he entered, he saw his first Pratama brother, who had just returned from work from Bandung.
"Well, my goodness, there's a rioter," Diga muttered in his heart.
Pratama is Diga's first brother who now works as a soldier in one of Jakarta's units; his father, a soldie, also aspires to make his two sons follow in his footsteps.
"How? Do you know whether you want to be a civil servant on land or at sea?" asked Pratama, accompanied by a laugh that Diga hated so much.
Diga shook hands without answering questions; if he had responded, the story would be longer. Pratama was the one who always encouraged his father to make Diga a civil servant even though all his family knew that Diga wanted to study communications.
As if not supported, Diga can only get ridiculed by his first brother about his choice.
Sometimes the family is the least aware that many dreams had buried because there is no support. He said the family is the number one most supportive of each member.