The Romance of Earth and Blue
PART 19 – Disturbances of Bima

“Earth,” call Bima.

I who was eating together with Kartika and her friends from IPA 4 class immediately turned to the source of the sound. “Bby numpang gak, bentar. I'm full of all,” said Bima who seemed to have difficulty carrying a lot of food in her hands.

Before giving an answer I first saw the expression of the others. They nodded hinting that I was allowed to allow him to join us.

“Bby, here sit.” I shifted my seat slightly to make room for Bima. The man immediately put his food on the table.

“Halo greetings friends, Bumi. I'm Bima.”

His social skills need not be doubted. Within 5 minutes, he seemed familiar with the others.

“Oh yes, Bumi,” he said now turned to me.

“Why?”

“You're still the same Blue?” ask very carefully.

Hearing that question made me look at him strangely. “Still, why?”

Bima shook her head and continued to finish her drink.

“Why the hell?” myrag.

“Nanya doang's. I went to class first yes, thank you for the ride cement-men,” said Bima bami bamitan.

After the man left, Fanny immediately approached and sat down at Bima's place, next to me. “Earth, I'm telling you. What is the same relationship Bima?” tanyakanya.

I even choked hearing that. “Ya time ago.”

“Ohh friendzone,” he said while nodding.

Kartika just laughed. “He's not sensitive to it,” he said.

I don't know where this weird talk is going.

“What the hell?” my many.

“It looks like the Earth should be told, Tik,” said Jeje who was followed by a nod from Fanny.

Now turn to Kartika who patted my shoulder slowly. “Bum, I think Bima likes you deh.”

Hearing that made me immediately chuckle. I think it's very funny. “It is impossible. He's alive because he keeps on with me. What there is like he even does not like me, the evidence continues to disturb,” I replied while remembering the behavior of Bima.

“Ya this is our guess anyway,” continued Kartika.

“Iya, Bum. Don't think about it. Your boyfriend is now Blue Space. He's after girls. So you can not be in vain,” said Fanny.

I nodded because I also did not intend to play around with Blue.

Since the day of the accident, Blue did not bring his motorcycle because it was in repair. That made him have to go with his friends. But today he was suddenly in front of my class.

“Bome with yuk,” he said directly.

“Ha? Up what?” my many.

He shook. “Not yet, anyway want to be with you today.” He said that lightly with his distinctive smile.

I glanced at Kartika. “Tika, your driver has picked up?” my many.

Kartika. “Udah. I'm first yes, Bum.”

“Iya beware.”

I waved until Kartika moved away from my sight. “So how?” my many.

“Want bus? Your quanter first, I just came home again.”

Hearing that I immediately shook my head. “You ribet later.”

“Neg. Let it be long with your team. I still miss.”

Okay. If this is how I can refuse.

In these good times it suddenly rained very hard. Though the gate to the stop still has to walk about 15 meters.

“Rain, how dong?” myrag.

“Hmm how ya. I don't have a jacket anymore. Did I pinjemin umbrella first? Same who's the cake at school,” said Blue offers a way out.

Umbrella. I hurriedly opened my backpack and found a black folding umbrella taken from my brother's room yesterday because my mother was nagging me to always be ready for an umbrella in this rainy season.

“I brought it,” I said.

Blue is just a tickle to see my behavior.

“Ya already come pack,” he said.

“But not too big umbrella,” I said when the umbrella was open.

“Quite origin you same decetan me.” Blue took the umbrella out of my hand. “Here I am asparin.”

He holds the pagung with his left hand and embraces me with his right hand so that the umbrella you use will fit for both. We walked slowly so as not to get splashed by water. Thankfully, the rain was not as hard as it was earlier.

My heart was beating so hard because of the truly distinctive Blue scent. “You pack what perfume?” my many.

He mentioned one of the perfume brands sold in supermarkets. My brother used to wear the same brand but the smell was completely different.

I stole a glance and looked up a little to see Blue. From this close distance I only realized that the lashes Blue lashes. Stumped nose. His sturdy jaw.

Rain splashes hit a little bit of her hair and made some strands fall on her forehead. He's very handsome. I don't know what good I've done in my previous life so I can get a perfect figure as Blue.

“Udah satisfied see?” Blue immediately turned his head making our gazes meet. His brown eyes look very clear and make me feel like drowning there. “oh still not yes.”

I was misbehaved and immediately pushed him away so that his embrace on my shoulder became detached. “A-a-aku-“

“numpang yes. Numpang Ru, just ahead. You how are you saying Alan has been in an accident?”

I was surprised not to play when someone pushed me to the right which caused me to almost fall and not be protected anymore with that umbrella.

My uniform got wet with the rain. But that's not the problem.

Now in front of me was Bima who suddenly shifted my position. And I behind them just looked at Blue who now covers Bima. Blue seemed to always look back to see me but Bima always blocked him.

“Bima!” myrag.

I really don't think it out. They both stopped after hearing my call. I hurried over to them and took over my position next to Blue. “Ngapain si? Can't you see if I'm?” my nag. Though Blue had sacrificed to make his body half wet because he pointed more umbrellas at me.

But look at this shitty guy that's making me drenched right now.

“Oh don't see, sorry. I thought Blue was alone, yeah I hitched a ride. You are too short si, so ga look,” he said giving an excuse.

“Udah there hus hus,” expel me to him. Though me and Blue are in a romantic moment and he just ruined it.

“I hitchhiked ya.”

“The umbrella does not fit!” my spoken.

“Please. Just ahead of that, until warung.” Bima pointed at the stall which was about 5 meters away from here.

I looked towards Blue who was just silent. “Blue, your friend. Tell me to run away,” said I complained to him.

“Gak. I'll get wet.”

His uniform was wet.

“Kasian, yaudah we together,” said Blue actually defended him.

“But it doesn't fit,” my great-grandson.

“This is you next to me.” Blue positioned itself in our midst and still carried that umbrella. Our position is really strange. Although Blue still protects my head with his left hand so as not to be exposed to drizzle, but Bima continues to invite Blue to speak so that I become like a stranger among them.

This is no longer a romantic moment.