Broken
plan
Yogyakarta, April 2017
My closeness to Ariz at the end of the gray white is getting tighter and tighter. But now there is someone in my life. Fian, my schoolmate who used to be close to my best friend. I know the ins and outs of Fian from Rahma, my best friend. Fian initially followed my Instagram account. Then he asked for my phone number. Yeah, I thought I'd talk about Rahma. But it didn't. I became suspicious. Does Fian want a PDKT with me? Ah, but it doesn't feel possible.
Fian is famous for his play boy and I think he's proud of that. My anxiety and suspicion grew so much that Fian asked for my picture. I thought he was just asking for my picture, but it turns out he made my picture into his BBM profile picture.
“Fian, why did you admit it?”
“Ah, later you also know for yourself the reason.”
“But I don't want to and I don't like you like it.”
“Lha why? Afraid someone might be angry po?”
“Not one gets angry. Just that I'm surprised with you, Fira, Lina, Rahma, cook me? I'm not a GR-man. Tapi as if you were leading to it.”
“Lha emang why if I end up liking them I like you?”
“Yes wonder, they are beautiful. While me?”
“Emang I looked physical?”
“Iya may.”
“Emang yes, people always look at me one eye. I thought you were different, Key. It turns out the same.”
“Hey, I don't mean that, Fian.”
“Udahlah, Key. I'm tired.”
“Heee... but change the profile picture first.”
“Iya yes”
What does Fian mean by all this? I then told this to Rahma.
“Wkwkwk. He rarely bothered me anymore. It's the same for you now, Key.”
“Hih you are even laughing. I didn't mean to call him from you, Ma.”
“Hih, mention what the hell. I'm the same Ade.”
“Emang has been the same Ade?”
“Ya has not yet ⁇ ”
“Hemm basic ngaku. Heh, how is this my nasip?”
“Udah diemin. Ntar at most he is bosen if you keep cuekin.”
“Oh, that's yes.”
The rumors of my closeness to Fian are growing. Even to my own mother's ears. Until one day I was asked by my mother.
“Keyra, are you deket same Fian?”
“No, Mom. But, Fian makes sure I play. I'm sure I'm watching, Mom. I continued to reject the way I said that if I want to make sure I watch must be permission to go directly to the house with Mom. Fian nganggupin sih.”
“Which may Fian want to come really. Already there clean up first then sweep the living room.”
“Yes, Mom. Oiya, Mom. Is it true that Fian's father is Dad?”
“Iya tennya father.”
I then cleaned and swept the living room. My cousin's brother was having a ball in front of our house. Suddenly there was the sound of a KLX motor coming.
“ Sorry to ask. Where's Bu Rosa's house?”
I was shocked to hear the sound of the motorbike and the voice of a boy. I immediately reflexed putting my index finger in front of my face like saying ‘sttt’ towards my cousin's sister, who happened to be looking at me. But instead he said.
“You looking for her home Bu Rosa what is Dek Keyra?”
“Hehe”
“Tuh.” While pointing towards me.
I spontaneously startled and called my mother. Fian then parked his bike next to my porch.
“Eh, Fian. Want to learn Math po?” My mother said with a smile to Fian.
“No, Mom. Want to mengapelin Keyra.”
“Oalah ya already here enter. Keyra, there grab a drink, son.”
“Good, Bu.”
Honestly, only this time there was a guy who came alone to call me. Yeah lucky Fian because he's my dad's daughter. All this time I was afraid to introduce a guy to my mom or dad even if it was just a friend. After I finished making my drink, I gave it to Fian. Then we both talked in the living room.
“It is so good to dare come here.”
“Lha why? You asked for.”
“Gapapa, the important thing I can meet you is enough.”
“Gombal deh.”
“Who's a tombal anyway. That's real tau.”
“Tersubmissive. Here at drink first, ntar cold hunt.”
“Wah tea is not sweet anyway.?”
“Eh cook anyway? Less sweet po? I give a lot of sugar.”
“Iya because the sweetness of moving to you anyway.”
“Ihhh what the hell is basic yes.”
I'm happy to be making out with Fian and laughing like this. But I don't know why my mind from earlier was just Ariz. I miss him. Because Ariz and I didn't see each other again after UN High School because I didn't go to the tutoring program after UN. Ariz and I could only meet through a chat room. Suddenly there's a whatsapp message from Ariz.
“Do not let the heart wrong choose where he went home.”
What does that Ariz message mean? I thought in my heart. But I haven't opened it yet, Fian called me.
“Key, here. Diapelin kok even play hp mulu anyway.”
“Hiiih. Just want to hack this hp loh.”
“Hehe Yes. Btw selfie first yuuuk.”
“Hemmm, may but be aware if it is a profile photo.”
“Emang why the hell? Afraid of your crush on angry po? Keep them saying?”
“Heh, fuck. Gebetanmu. I don't have any gebetan.”
“Have a lie.”
“Ih really.”
“To whom did you say GWS was malem?”
“Oh, that's Ariz. My friend.”
“Oh so his name is Ariz.”
“Emang why the hell?”
“Neg. Just jealous of you.”
“Appaan. We have nothing to do. Why are you jealous of me?”
“Emang can't po I'm jealous of you?”
“Gak.”
“Bodoamallah, the important thing is we selfie aja yuuk.”
“Yah ayok.”
Suddenly there was a motorbike coming and ternata it was my father who came home from work.
“That my father is coming. Are you afraid of?”
“Ngapain scared? You both eat rice, right?”
“Th your base yes.”
My mother suddenly came up to me and Fian then said.
“Nak Fian's. Azan magrib will return home. Not nothing but Mom doesn't feel good with neighbors.”
“Well ready to do, Bu.”
As soon as Azan magrib looked at Fian and went home.
“Oiya, Where's Keyra's Dad, Mom? Want permission to go home.”
“New Keyra shower. Later I will just say.”
“Well then I say goodbye, Mom. Go home first yes, Key.”
“Yes, be careful yes.”
“Be careful, Nak Fian. Greetings to your Mother's Father”
“Well ready, Bu.”
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