The Stupid of Laweyan's Shoulder
CHAPTER 7: Inner Upheaval.

This morning as usual, Mesha's favorite place, the canteen of Wijayakusuma High School, was still empty. The girl propped up her chin with both hands. He was still lazy at home, so he made an appointment to meet Zafia in this cafeteria.

Mesha still shook his head and sighed deeply.

"Well, Sha? Songgo money and spend it, like a lot of debt!"

Mesha heard the words of Zafia, his friend.

Zafia pulled the chair in front of Mesha and sat folding her hands.

"Truly, look at your face now, not very good!"

"Aaaah .. My feelings are also not good anymore, Fi."

Mesha again shored up his chin.

"I'm going home ah! Males, look at you like a gini!"

Zafia was almost standing, upset.

"Ishh, don't .. please!" sergeant Mesha and then he smiled to make Zafia sit down again.

"What's up, Sha? You think you're really at home?"

Zafia's gaze probed.

"Males, Fi .. My father is really my soul mate. Semalem they come, make me squirm," replied Mesha with a sour face.

"That means you've seen your candidate?"

Mesha sighed, "Yes."

"Continue, how do you think?"

"It seems, he is handsome, said his parents have been working for an office, and a university graduate abroad. But ...."

"But, what's Sha?"

"There was not the slightest vibration of time wriggling him, Fi."

"Not interested, is it?"

Mesha.

"I agree, yes .. 'cause I don't want to embarrass my parents, Fi."

"And again, when I told you my reason, I still wanted to go to college. They even offered me a study abroad, because it just so happened that their son would also get a graduate scholarship abroad. I was told to nemenin and take care of him ...."

"Did? So what wife is the manager?"

"Come, Fi. Whatever it is, I'm not going anywhere. Just want to go to college outside the city, while nyari 'him'."

"Hmmmm .. I'm confused about what else I want to comment on, I can't help you either, Sha."

"You're here, horrified to confide in me, it's lightened my head a little." Mesha developed a smile on his lips.

Mesha was still staring at the atmosphere outside the canteen which was still quiet. He repeatedly sighed deeply, hoping that all his weight would disappear as he breathed out his breath.

Without Mesha's attention, Zafia orders a cup of hot chocolate, then thrusts it at Mesha.

"Now, drink first. I see you that way, I'm like the one who was sentenced to prison."

"It looks similar, huffhhh .. thanks Fi."

Zafia scrunched her forehead.

"Don't thank you, ah. I don't like seeing your face that's not because of the shape!" saut Zafia chuckles.

At a glance, Zafia saw the figure again. And as always, Zafia behaved like she saw nothing.

"You wanna go home first it's okay, Fi."

"Look out, Sha. I'm still at home here, too" replied Zafia still with a smile.

"Are we going to the bookstore, Fi. Who knows, there's a new good book."

"Well, you can!"

After paying their food and drinks to the canteen's mother, Zafia and Mesha walk out of the Wijayakusuma High School building complex.

Zafia moved her hand to look at the circular watch on her wrist.

"Eh, we're still wearing school uniforms, Sha, you can't go into the bookstore at this hour ...."

"Eh .. Yes! Are we going home first?"

"To my house, how? We'll change the boss."

Mesha nodded in agreement.

Zafia House is only a kilometer away from Wijayakusuma High School, it doesn't take long to get there.

The atmosphere of the Zafia house looks lonely when the two of them get there.

"Come in, Sha" said Zafia, opening her front door.

Mesha already knows that Zafia's parents also work in a government agency office. His sister, however, still attends a Primary School. So, he knew that at these hours, there was no one in Zafia's house.

"Here, pick your own shirt, Sha."

Zafia pulls Mesha's hand into her room. Zafia has been seen changing clothes. After thinking for a moment, Mesha chose a short-sleeved shirt with a dark blue box motif.

"This is it, Fi?" ask Mesha.

"Monggos ...."

They both got out of Zafia's house. Mesha put her uniform in the bag. After walking for a while to a public transport stop, they stood waiting, right there.

A silver car passed them. Mesha was stunned, when he saw the plate. Seeing Mesha's surprised expression Zafia asked,

"That's it, that car passing by, I recognized it, Fi. I think the car ...."

Mesha tried to remember.

"That's Giyan's car!"

"Mas Giyan? Who, Sha?"

"That's .. the man who came with his family to dinner at my house, Fi."

"Oooh .. huh? But I saw a woman sitting at the wheel, Sha."

"Huh?"

For some reason, Mesha was irritated. Although he also disagreed with the matchmaking, Giyan should not go with other women. While Mesha, keep himself not to be with other men. There was a sense of cobbleness that was increasingly entrenched in Mesha's heart.

"Sha's? We're going to the bookstore?" Zafia pulls Mesha's hand gently.

"Eh, yes .. yes .. so, Fi," Mesha replied with a stammer.

"That's why the angkot came."

Mesha nodded and walked into the public transport earlier.

After arriving at the destination, Zafia stopped the angkot they were riding.

"Sir, the bookstore G stop yes, sir," Zafia told the driver.

Mesha was still guessing about the woman sitting next to Giyan.

"Sha's? You don't want to come down?"

The words of Zafia disperse the reverie of Mesha, Zafia is already standing outside the angkot.

"Eh, yes .." Mesha replied as he rummaged through the bag.

"I paid for it, Sha."

"Oh .. thanks, hehehe."

Then they walked into the bookstore.

"You okay, right, Sha? Just keep daydreaming from earlier."

"Yes, Fi. I'm fine."

Before long, the two girls had already started looking through the books in the "literary work" section".

As Mesha walked with eyes focused on the titles of books, he did not hesitate to hit someone.

"Ouch!" the voice of the woman complains.

"Sorry, sorry. I didn't mean it, Sorry! Next time I'll be careful."

Mesha said as he lowered his head, embarrassed.

"Oh yeah, it's okay" the girl replied.

"Messa?"

Mesha raised his head as a male voice from a distance called out his name. He was surprised, found a familiar face, smiling at him.

"Mas Giyan?"

Giyan approaches the girl who was accidentally hit by Mesha earlier.

"Are you okay, Dek?" giyan asked meekly.

Mesha noticed the expressions of the two of them, while Zafia approached him with a face full of question marks, Zafia holding Mesha's arm.

"I'm okay, Mom. But the books I brought were scattered."

Mesha felt guilty and crouched down to help pick up the fallen book. And so did Giyan. Their hands unintentionally touched, Mesha hurriedly withdrew his hands.

"Know him?"

"Yes, Deck. She ...."

"I say so, I say goodbye first, again sorry," Mesha said goodbye then left Giyan and the girl, with a gentle Zafia hand drawn.

Zafia caught a disappointed look on her best friend's face.

"You jealous, Sha?"

"Huh? Where possible!"

"Then is that face?"

"Udah yuk, we're moving to another store, Fi!"

Zafia grimacing.

"Where is another store near here, Mesha sayaaang ...."

For some reason, Mesha was really feeling crap.

"It turns out your future husband, handsome huh, Sha."

Mesha only glanced at his best friend, while Zafia, he chuckled.

Connect ....

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Songgo Wang: Holds her chin with one hand, while daydreaming.

Throttling: Breathing repeatedly with weight, as likened to a motor that weighs the pull of gas.