
Arby looked at Freya and Mico who were throwing smiles at each other. There was a feeling of dislike when I saw that. Even Freya embraces Mico's arm in front of people. It was like seeing Freya and Mico.
"Angir, it turns out Mico is really cool, yeah."
"They look good, yeah."
Again, those comments are for mediocre people, but not for an Arby. His jaw was hardened with teeth clenched and hands clenched.
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It's been three days since the school birthday party. Freya and Mico become adored couples, making things even more heated.
Freya walked down the corridor, she came back to see Nuna and Arby both. The girl just passed the two. No scorn, no words of contempt or stares of reproach. He treats both as dust, it should be avoided so as not to irritate the skin.
"Miko!" scream Freya. The girl ran towards the young man in white. He immediately held Mico's hand, not caring about the gazes from various angles.
Mico happily embraced Freya, then whispered something that made the girl giggle amusedly. His face was glowing, and Arby was very dislikeful of it.
Nuna looked at the change in Arby's face, then sighed softly.
In another corner
"Si Arby's running because of it."
"Well, if the bin is taken, the new person knows how he feels."
Marcell and Vian continued to comment, while Ikmal remained silent.
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Cigarette smoke billowing in the school backyard.
"For, dong!"
The man looked at the source of the voice. Freya gives Mico a cigarette and his match. The two disciples were enjoying the cigarette leisurely without any fear of being discovered.
During this time secretly Freya is often smoking, also skipping school. If he says he wants to go to the UKS, that's just the reason.
Mico knows it, but he doesn't forbid, he does. They were both brought together because of the same thing.
Freya did not want her life to be constantly organized. He also doesn't care**** Mico or anyone else knows.
I thought, that's what's on his mind.
They sit on the floor. Back, Freya took a cigarette, sucked it deep and let out the smoke from her nose and mouth.
"Where the hell is it, so the smoke can be shaped like that?" ask Freya. Mico then teaches Freya, but always fails.
"Where are you going to school, Mic?"
"To your heart" he replied casually.
"You don't deserve Mic, that romantic snobs."
Mico laughed at Freya's words. Both are very suitable.
Never patronize each other.
Not knocking each other out.
Not even mutually illfeel.
Because again, they feel the same way.
Depressed
People think that students excel, let alone have a full and respected family means that their lives are fine.
Wrongfully
All this time he's never been okay. He covered it all up with his cuckoo. Staying in high gear and befriending three other girls.
However, the matchmaking and continued with the marriage began to disturb the other side of him. Especially when she was evicted from her own home on the grounds of having to follow her husband.
No one knows, that once Freya sets foot in Arby's parents' house, it's the beginning of tragedies that start popping up one after another, and they'll regret it all.
"Bored of me, there's a cigarette from the outside, isn't there?"
"Let's have a message with a friend."
"Tomorrow I'll skip, ah."
Freya laughed, feeling happy when Mico found out about her wish.
"Tomorrow the night I'm going to the nightclub,"
"Don't you, the pretender said, let me whine for a ride, right?"
They both laughed together.
The night club belonged to Mico's twenty-year-old best friend, so he was free to go in and out without anyone forbidding.
On the other hand, Arby was pensive. He could not concentrate at all with the lesson the teacher was explaining.
His mind branched off, wanting to immediately resolve his issues with Freya, also wanting to give a surprise to his girlfriend.
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"So what about our kids?"
"Still as usual."
"Yes, what is the project in Bali?"
"It was done immediately after Arby graduated High School. I want him to focus first and enjoy the last days of being a High School student, because after that he will be busy working in the company as well while attending college."
"How was Freya doing in your house?"
"Yes as you think. We want them to stay at home first, later after she graduates from school, they can move to Arby's house if they want."
"You're right, for now don't let them stay separated from their parents, even if they're separated."
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"I want to have a grandson soon."
Elya (mami Arby) is having a conversation at one of the cafes with Ami (mama Freya).
"It seems like a long time, you know for yourself how Freya is," Ami sighed as she recalled how her daughter behaved.
"I'd love them to stay home. I don't have a son."
"Bikin again, dong."
"You're all there, I'm old. Long ago, after giving birth to Anya, my father and I were hoping to have a son. Then while pregnant with Freya, my father and I really hoped that she was a man. When the USG doctor said that our son. We set up a good name for our boys, bought a variety of toys ranging from cars, robots, even clothes and rooms we prepared for boys. After Freya was born, she turned out to be a girl again. Both of our parents (on the part of mom and dad Freya) were very disappointed at the time, especially from the Wildan family, he hopes there is a son as the successor to his family as well who continues the company after he retires and there are those who help Wildan. But yeah, it's gonna be flanked again."
"Then?"
"All of those items remain in use for Freya. Clothes, toys, everything's fixed for Freya."
Elya still listened to Ami's story.
"Then what about Anya? she's a girl too."
"Oh, if Vanya was from the beginning the doctor said she was a woman. After all, we didn't expect much that Anya was a man. When I first saw Vanya, my mother was very happy, she said she looked like her as a child, and also a little like my papa. That's why I want to take Arby home, "Ami laughed.
"How about we take a vacation to the villa."
"All right, I agree. Although son-in-law, but I already consider Arby as my own son."
"Perhaps if Freya is a man, then Arby will be betrothed to Vanya, yes."
They laughed together without anyone realizing that from the very beginning anyone had listened to their conversation very clearly.
Freya bit her lips firmly, holding back the sobs that she held back from the beginning. Even he was now smothering his mouth with his palm. His chest hurt hearing that conversation. Her tears flowed and her breathing grew increasingly tight.
Boys.
They expect boys.
They were disappointed that I was born a girl.
Even at the beginning of my life, they hated me.
Why not just throw me away?
Her brother was named Anya, while her sister was named Vanya. Why is he just different? Freya had been wondering about it for a long time, but she was silent. Now he knows the reason.
I'm a kid who was never expected.