2 For the First Time

Between Oman and you.

"Woooiiii ... Anjaaaniiii ....."

Oman's voice feels like the sound of lightning in the Sahara desert ... because right now the sun is blazing right now, maybe as hot as the larvae of Mount Bromo, it really makes this throat thirsty but the child can still equate his screams that almost sound like the sound of his motorcycle.

"Brum .... bruuumm ..."

"Woooiii .... Anjani, do you want to go home or not! It's already evening ... I also have to get a cake and then share it later! If not ... it makes me regret it then forever ..."

Oman approached me at the gate, Oman did not know if in this place I made an appointment together with the TL5's child.

I have been standing here for half an hour, but he hasn't been seen either ... huuuuufff .... tired and achy too.

"Anjani! Ayok quickly don't daydream ...! Hey ... You must be daydreaming about the dirty ones ... In the afternoon what else are you trying to do if you don't think it's dirty? Hahahhahahaha ...!"

Oman's face looked happy, seeing my misery, Oman did not know, why I was standing in this place, I had been waiting for the boy but he had not yet appeared.

"Yee ... Oman! What are you saying! Don't speak carelessly!"

Hearing Oman say that like that feels like I want to hit it. Because I was frustrated I finally told Oman who had been blabbering in front of me.

"Here's the hat ... thank you ..."

Suddenly from the left side of me, the person I was waiting for finally appeared, with an innocent face and smiling sweetly, he gave me his hat.

"Eeett already ... who are you .. !! Don't tell me you're Anjani's Boyfriend OK! You should know, if Anjani wants to date, Anjani must get permission from me ..!

because I am the representative of his parents who take care of him every day ... you know! "

Oman immediately confronted the boy and said as if he was my bodyguard.

"Eeeiitt ... patient bro ... Rileks ... I am a TL5 student bro ...! Do you not recognize me, you are a true TM3 child ... Who does not know his guard Anjani hehehehehee ..."

His appearance and words surprised me, especially after he learned my name ...

but unfortunately that attitude, really not polite .... too arrogant and doubtful.

"Oooh you want to make me more emotional .. !! How dare you say I'm a guard HaH .. !!"

Oman became angry and pulled the TL5 kid's clothes, he almost wanted to drop his motorcycle. because you are too eager to fight.

"Hey ... you two! What the heck ... !! if you want to fight don't be here, there in the boxing ring! No

is useful if fighting in a place like this! it's unclear and there's no point in you fighting here. "

I also tried to yell at the two of them, because seeing their behavior like elementary school kids fighting over Chiki ... with annoyance I finally left them both.

I don't want all the contents of this school to see me and become unclear gossip tomorrow.

"Anjani .. wait a minute, sorry if I'm wrong .. The TL5 child chased after me and stood before me then he held my hand quickly.

"Sorry, it's not what you think, I don't want to fight or want to get sympathy from you, but it comes out of my mouth spontaneously, honestly I didn't mean it like that ... please forgive me."

Hearing the words and facial expressions ... honestly makes me look stunned, but if I remember the incident ... all this awe disappears.

"Yes, I don't need to discuss it anymore ... Forget it, as long as you have returned the hat, I'm happy ... and thank you, because you washed the hat.

I removed his hand and walked away from him, I really didn't want to cause trouble with him and the most important thing was I didn't want to be the number 1 gossip in the school universe.

"Maaan ... Omaaan ... come quickly ...!"

I shouted to Oman, then he immediately approached me.

"Brum ... bruuum ...! Come on Anjani, hurry up because it's already evening, tomorrow we proceed again."

Oman then approached me, and I went with him on a motorcycle. Although full of comedians coming out of Oman, Oman is the best for me.

He is not angry at being insulted and never angry at being told, actually Oman is a good person.

"Anjaaaaniii ... don't be angry yaa .. forgive meee... Anjaanniiii ..... !!

The sound of screaming came with the accompaniment of the speed of the Oman motor.

Slowly I turned my head, and it turned out that there I still saw the TL5 child standing and smiling waving at me. Hmmmm ... it turns out you are ... You have borrowed my hat. You are a TL5 child.

I also smiled to myself, remembering everything that happened today. This is my first time experiencing it. There are feelings of hate, anger, annoyance and also ... aaaaah ... never mind. You have started to disturb my mind and heart.

Arriving at home, without further ado Oman immediately took a package that has been tidied by mama.

"Aunt ... thank you for the cake, then Oman immediately brought it home. My aunt left home ... afraid this cake will be destroyed ... later my mother would cry if she saw the cake was broken and asked to make the cake again later with aunt ... hehehehehhe ...! Aunt Oman excused herself home .. "

With a grin on his face, Oman said to Mama and kissed her hand while saying goodbye.

"Oman, thank you for bringing Anjani to home, be careful on the road ... don't speed too fast huh ..."

Mama also never forgot to suggest Oman every time she wanted to go home.

Hhhhmmm ... that's the nature of mothers who are always worried about their children. Because Oman is in the eyes of mama, like her own children because we grew up together. After Oman returned, I laid my body on the bed, and once again I began to imagine the face of a TL5 child.

I can not deny, in my heart there is a curiosity to ask what his name is.

But my pride is still in my defensive position.

I do not want to know and really do not want to know ...

"Oh my goodness ... that hat ..!

I stopped in my reverie, because I remembered the hat borrowed by a TL5 child. I took the hat in my bag before, neatly wrapped in a pink bag.

I am impatiently going to unpack the hat ... and ...

"Ooooopppss...!"

I was surprised and really surprised me for a moment.

Besides the hat in the pink bag, there are chocolates, roses and letters ... Hahahahhaha ....!

Can not stand all this, I laugh, who knows what I'm laughing at. Laugh happily or laugh insultingly.

Because all of this is the first time I got it. and I never imagined it at all. It's fine to imagine it, I hope I never have it at all.

Now I also have to think a thousand times, whether tomorrow I have to thank or I have to be angry with him, because of all these things, makes me confused and why ... I shook my head. Huuuuuuufff .... I took a deep and deep breath, really I really didn't understand

why all this must be experienced by me.

I saw this rose many times, and I asked myself

When did he buy this flower?

Where did he buy this flower?

What is the price of interest?

Why do these flowers not wither?

What is the purpose of all this?

yes ... all these questions making me crazy.

Because these roses are not plastic flowers or toys like flowers that can be bought in bookstores or supermarkets. But, this flower is truly a real rose.

Thousands of questions began to dwell in my head ..... "Haaaaaaaaaah ....." I couldn't help myself, I finally screamed by holding the pillow on my face ...

"Haaaaaaaaah ... Haaaaaaaaah .... Haaaaaaaaaah ... You idiot! Idiot! Playboy Cap shrimp paste!"

I slammed my bag, my book, my pillow and blanket.

bursts of emotion overflowed in my soul.

"Anjani ...! Tok ... Tok ... Tok ... Anjani ... Tok ... Tok ... Tok ...!"

Mama's voice and the sound of knocking on my door, made me stop and wake up. As fast as lightning I will clean up all the contents of my room which is irregular and messy, so that mom does not see it.

"Yeah maaa .... what's up ...!"

I wiped my tears and I answered mama's voice.

"Tears..!"

Gosh ... apparently I cry ... I didn't realize that I was moved to tears for this kind of stupid thing. Honestly, all of this makes my breath and soul shorter.

I really did not understand what was happening inside me.

I opened the door to my room and I tricked Mama by pretending to yawn and rub my eyes. so Mama is not suspicious and asks me.

I'm already dizzy with all this ... and I don't want to be bothered anymore if I have to answer questions from mama.

"hooaamm ..." I yawned in front of Mama. I rubbed my eyes in front of my mom.

"Anjani, you haven't eaten yet, and now it's time to take a shower ... Come on .. wake up, don't sleep again ... virgin child, you can't sleep in the afternoon and you can't be lazy, lazy couples will be difficult later. "

Mama also pulled my hand, made me come out of my room. Mama told me to take a shower first after that I was told to eat. In my heart, I'm grateful that Mama did not know the behavior that I made before.

"Anjani ... why are you daydreaming? Do you have a boyfriend? Hayoo confessed ..."

Mama suddenly surprised me with a question that made me feel insulted and struck by lightning.

"Aah ..! This Mama knows everything ...

Anjani is still sleepy, Maa ... Don't mind other people. Anjani doesn't want to date. Anjani still wants to go to school and then work, Anjani wants to work first, get a lot of money, mama ... to travel ... hahahahaha ..! "

I answered Mama's words with jokes hoping that Mama would not prolong the problem. but ... really this heart and brain in my head ... I can't deny ... is that possible? ... I quickly finished my meal, and returned to my room immediately ...

I closed the door to my room, and I lay down again on my bed ..

"Oh God .... What happened in my feelings !"

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