
After school as usual, I immediately broke down and stared at the pale white ceiling. The notifications on my phone ringing in a row made me rush out my phone to see it.
Supposedly. Blue Space.
“Halo Earth. Have you arrived home? How was it today?”
I flinch at reading it. Instead of directly answering, I actually closed the application and decided to directly call Bima. We just exchanged phone numbers this morning.
“What?” attack Bima a few seconds after he picks up my phone.
“That's your friend chat me again,” my word reveals it all.
There's a long thread there. “Terus?” tanyakanya.
I'm speechless. I don't know either. This was really my first time receiving such a chat from someone I didn't know. Feels weird.
“Yes how should I go?” many honest.
“Bales aja,” answers lightly.
I'm clucking. “Serious cake.”
“Ya serious. He likes you. Try deket, know you. If you do not feel uncomfortable, bales. You will not mengesel kok,” he explained.
Like huh? Then this is also my first time being liked by someone so blatantly. “Why does he like me?” askaku.
There was a moment of silence. It seemed that Bima was thinking hard for the answer she was going to give.
“Yes too yes. Why does he like you? Though there are still many more beautiful girls,” said Bima while chuckling.
“Damn it!” I ranted with reflexes that made him even more open.
“Home. Turns out that your child is as ambitious as you can also curse ya.”
I rolled my eyeballs. “Apasi.”
“Udah right? Matiin yes, I am in the workshop,”. This time I feel guilty for asking for time.
“OK. Thanks Bim.” I turned off the phone and went back to the Blue Space chat room while thinking. Am I uncomfortable? I don't feel that way. There was a great curiosity in me to that name.I wondered what he was like, how he was.
Finals.
I returned the message. It was an opening for us to be more familiar with each other. If in a chat, I can be a friendly person and talk a lot with fun. I can be confident with that.
For about a week we engaged in a pleasant conversation. It turned out to be quite connected even though our world was completely different.
“How can you know my brother?” ask me that night in the chat column as usual.
“I explain everything but I think we should meet.”
This is the thing I avoid the most. I admit that I'm interested in a stranger I've only known for about a week. But there were all kinds of bad possibilities when we met. First of all, I can't be as fun in chat. Maybe he'd be so bored if he knew what I really was. Second, I am not beautiful. That sense of insecure keeps me dizzy thinking about it. No man ever approached me. Of course the simplest reason is because I am not beautiful and unpleasant.
“Me ya? Emm, I haven't thought about it yet anyway,” replied I tried to resist subtly.
“Why? We're one school. Not strange if it is precisely chat in chat continue?”
That's 100% true. Do I have to call Bima again? ah no, no. I've been troubling him a lot.
“I'm not ready, Blue. Sorry,” I said choose honest.
“Oke. 3 weeks. I gave you 3 weeks. One month of knowing might make you believe me,” he said giving me space.
I approve of that.
My time talking to Blue is much less than usual. But fortunately he could understand that.if asked how my relationship with Blue at that time, it seems to have been good enough. We're buddies.
L like it. It really sucks because I might fall in love with someone's typewriting.
“Earth,” call Echa while I'm walking towards the library.
“Hai Echa's. You want to go to the bus too?” my many.
He nodded with spirit. “I have a mathematical remidi. So want to learn,” lamented.
“Emm want to finger?” bargained. It turned out that Echa really welcomed my offer with pleasure. I spent the afternoon in the library teaching him all the material he had not mastered.
At 4pm, we were completely finished.
“Still yes, Earth. I understand that you are clear. You open private tutoring no matter?” tanyanya while entering her writing book.
“Iya both. Make private lessons I feel not enough science, Cha,” I answer honestly.
Echa nodded with a frown.
“Sangly. Even if you open up, I want to be your first student.”
“If the problem is easy. We can learn together,” I said giving advice.
We talked about a lot of things and exchanged contacts. “What are you going home?” ask Echa.
“Apicked up dad.”
“Oh thank you. This is deserted. I wait for you to be picked up first deh,” he said as we sat at the stop.
Before long the luxury car stopped right in front of us. The glasses were open and displayed the figure of a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses. “Echa, let's go home. Papa has a meeting soon.”
Echa stood up. “Kok is not Arman sir who picked up?”
“Iya, Mr. Arman again pick up mama. Come cepetan.”
I can see the doubt on Echa's face. He looked towards me. “Earth, want to go back?” bargained for.
But I immediately shook my head. It's not good to be hitchhiking with someone in a hurry. Our house is different directions. “No need. Dad's been on the road,” I said lie.
Echa finally nodded. He got into the luxury car and said goodbye.
After Echa left, it just felt really lonely. It rained so hard. Maybe that's why the extracurriculars became available. I watched my dead phone. I lied about my dad being on the street. I haven't been able to tell Dad.
I just remembered that I had a powerbank in my locker. But that means I have to go back to class. I hesitated a little for fear when I saw the quiet and gloomy atmosphere of the school. But if it doesn't, then I'll stay here because I can't contact you.
I ventured to go back to school. I could see at the end of the field some students with their shirts playing the ball in the rain. At least I know that there are still people here.
I walked down the balcony to my class at the very back. The lights were turned on so I wasn't too scared. I reached the classroom and headed straight to my desk to find the powerbank.
Thankfully it was still there.
Brakes.
I hit the table when suddenly the lights in my class went off. I looked outside and found the lights on the balcony as well. Before long the thunderous sound of lightning made me reflexively scream. I put my face in the folds of my hand.
I'm so scared. My tears are falling with my heart beating fast.
I could hear the sound of the door opening wider. I dare not look and just look down. The wet, neon-green end of the shoe came to a stop right in front of me.
“Earth, are you okay?”