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Have I ever told? That I was such a horrible student back in high school? Now I’m feeling so old for using past tense. Well yes, I was. There was a tryout for the national examination, and on day one I didn’t show up. The next day I was looked by the vice headmaster and he asked for my number. I went home and felt soooo anxious that he might come at anytime. I was always tired after school I always took naps. So I was asleep when Katy Perry shouted from my cell phone. There was a call, the number wasn’t listed as a contact, and it wanted me to pick up. I, was in bed, froze with no words. I hoped it wasn’t my teacher, and I ignored it. I tried to fall asleep again, although I felt so insecure until it finally rang again. Then I chose to put it on silent. Later when it was getting dark the number called me again. Probably one or two times.

Long after that I had to face the national examination, a.k.a. finals. Days before it I got a call from that number again, I could remember it very well. I picked up before Katy Perry could sing more than three seconds.

“Hello?” I picked up. It was probably Thursday, or Friday, or maybe Saturday I can’t remember. But I remember it was days after I went to Jakarta to come with my brother. I recognized the voice behind that phone very well, it was Mami Nonce. It was probably the first conversation we had after a month and more, maybe less than two months, we hadn’t spoken. Not that we had a nasty feud or what. She sounded exciting, delighted as always. I just never had time to visit her house, well because I wasn’t on good term with her son who was my ex-boyfriend back then, haha.

She said I never came to her house anymore and that she was wondering what I’d been up to. We talked about school and everything. To be honest, again, I had been thinking about Giorgio lately. I hadn’t met him in ages, also his mom. Seven nights a week I had, I could dream about him for the three or four nights. I kept thinking about him, wondering what he was up to, how was his school, and stuff. It bothered me to death. I waited and waited for family occasion so that we could meet. I waited for my sister’s birthday, that February 25th, but she didn’t make a celebration with the family, but she made one with her friends instead. March was a total boredom. I was a studying geek at school. And by geek I mean someone who goes to school, not someone who studies at school, that’s my language. Although I wasn’t a studying person but I went to school and school and school and that made me feel like a geek, I didn’t go out very much, I’d only go out with Moi.

Until finally April came, my brother had to go to Jakarta. A month and few days had passed, I hadn’t seen Giorgio. What we had was wrong, we acted mean to each other, pretended like we never cared for each other. I tried to make a move. If there’s a term on how people say “not-a-date date” then I was up to something like that. Well maybe I didn’t make a good comparison. I pushed my mom to make a farewell party for my brother, just for Big Cell. And all I expected was all my mom did, she asked me to ask Mami Nonce. So, the foods were prepared, I was out with Moi and got stuck in the car for an hour. I tried to call Mom, I don’t remember how many times, to tell her: ask Mami Nonce to come.

I got home, farewell party that’s all I knew. I waited in anxious, I even prayed. I was so curious. I didn’t want it to keep on going, that was the reason I wanted to keep Giorgio. Well yeah, I missed him as well. Moi’d even guessed what I was praying for. She was a genius for that. People started coming and there was zero presence of the two I expected the most  I tried to enjoy the night, and had a lot of fun with my friends though.

So there I was, back on the phone with Mami Nonce. We talked about my brother, and there was finally the question. “Why didn’t you come to the farewell party?” The party I pushed Mom to hold, I was the host, not my brother, and I knew by making party that would mean inviting people. Inviting people meant inviting Mami Nonce. Inviting Mami Nonce meant inviting Giorgio. As easy as that, that simple.

Mami Nonce began to explain that she was in Kuta with her lovely son when my Mom called, they were having dinner so my Mom was late to tell them. So it was my Mom! Such a complete loser, I told her to call earlier but she called when the stars had started to come out from their hiding places. Woot, seems like I’m writing weird words LOL.

Of course I asked her why she never showed up at church. She happened to go to Lombok the other week, her friend was visiting, Giorgio was in Hong Kong, and stuff. It was a pretty nice catch up, I could fill in the blank from “what happened this March to them”, and all those stuff made sense. She also mentioned about going to this other far church and stuff. After 16 or 17 minutes talking she said goodbye and “see you on Monday at church”.

That was April 18th, a day before the finals. I finally met Mami Nonce, we ate Soto with Tante Lurus and talked and talked. I never have the idea, but I always love talking to Mami Nonce more than talking to my own Mom and that’s just the truth. We always have things to talk about, and she’s conversationalist, and she always has tons to say, and she’s not boring. Talking to her is a hobby. Whenever I sleep with her, well not every time, but most of the times, we always spend time talking a lot before I could finally fall asleep. Or maybe I was about to fall asleep when she started talking again.

Oh where was I? My dad offered a ride home for Mami Nonce and I was waaay excited for it, but she said no, because she was already with Tante Lurus. Tante Lurus said okay if she wanted to go with us but Mami Nonce was all, "it’s okay, I’ll go on a bike with Tante Lurus," showing gratitude because Tante Lurus brought her to church and it wouldn’t be fair to go home with a car and leave her alone, I guess. Or maybe she had more to talk to Tante Lurus.

It was a quite disappointment to me. See, my Mom was away. She had a long trip to Batam, Singapore, and Malaysia. I don’t remember where she was that day but she was out of Bali. Can’t say country since Batam is still Indonesia. The only reason I woke up earlier and left to church was only to meet Mami Nonce. I go to church at 4pm, the youth service.

So I went to church again later and went home until it was finally late and everyone was home when my sister came into the room with bloody news. Bloody, literally. She said that Mami Nonce just got an accident, Mami Diana told her. I was shocked, of course. But later again she said that Mami Nonce was in an accident with Giorgio, now that was the worst part! I kept tweeting saying how worried I was, and I was trembling. I tried not to show it to my father, but I knew he knew. Then I texted Mami Nonce. Sent 10:44pm. I remember I was praying hard, I went to the bathroom, I couldn’t cry. I didn’t know what was happening, but I still can remember the voice talking to me, saying “Giorgio is okay, Giorgio is okay,” and I was heating my ass on the toilet. Seven minutes later Mami Nonce called saying she was injured but Giorgio was okay.

I was still trembling, I looked bad, I knew. My dad was in bed trying to sleep and I lied next to him. His phone rang, no contact’s name but it was Mami Nonce’s number. She was pretty loud I could hear the conversation.

“Have you heard the news?” I can remember clearly the first words she mentioned. Then she began talking. I couldn’t believe what happened to her, and Giorgio. I won’t go specifically. She was talking about traffic lamp, red light, Giorgio hit the brake, the bike slipped, he slid under the car, Mami Nonce got injured and fell of the bike, she thought Giorgio was dead, but he stood up, and it broke the dam of my eyes. I cried. I tried to wipe it away, hoping Daddy wouldn’t notice.

It was one of the horrible nights I had. I knew Giorgio was safe, fine, he was okay, amazingly okay. Not injured, although Mami Nonce was injured. The good part that Giorgio said sorry, he was sorry. He had always been a crazy biker, so crazy I could say. Like a monkey who’d never been to a city. He was like that. So when Mami Nonce said he’d said not to ride that crazy again, I felt relieved.

Daddy knew I was worried so much. He told me to go to sleep but it was again, one of the most horrible nights I ever had. I cursed Giorgio myself, because the following day I had to be fresh, to face finals, to have my good brain working, and everything and he ruined the night already. The other one night when I couldn’t sleep thinking was when my best friend got into trouble. Don’t wanna talk about it but I really couldn’t sleep. After 1am I fell asleep, and I never remember the dream I had. I didn’t dream, that happens when I have bad nights.

The next morning Mami Nonce wished me luck for the finals, and I texted her I would come to see her, how she was doing. I did great on finals, nothing special. Daddy had to go to futsal, a really close place to Mami Nonce. I decided to come, so did my sister. She had to go somewhere and I told her Mami Nonce asked me to come, so I asked if she could drop me off, and she did.

I had to walk 100 meters to reach her house, and it got me trembling. My sister dropped me outside the complex and she left. I was trembling as I walked in. I noticed a car outside her house. I shouted, and Mami Nonce shouted back telling me to just come in so I entered the house. She had two other guests and I was a bit surprised to see her with bandages.

"Lia, hi," Giorgio said to me. I turned back at him, seeing Mami Nonce was busy with her guests. I noticed the place had some new couches.
I threw myself onto one. "You okay?" I asked him.

I began talking with Giorgio, it felt weird. He seemed a bit different. He got one small bandage on her right or left foot, but overall he seemed totally fine. It was an awkward moment, I had to see my phone every time, pretending I was busy with it. He asked me stuff, school, and boyfriend and whatever.

This had happened before but we got over it really fast. I didn’t actually care about whatsoever, next thing I knew I was accompanying him topping up balance, he tried to teach me how to ride his bike, then we finally left to his friend’s house to take some DVD back. Sometimes it was awkward, sometimes we were just being ourselves again. I had to leave my laptop in his house because my bag would feel heavy with it. Then I texted my Daddy saying that he didn’t have to pick me up, and Giorgio would.

We went to his friend’s house, then to Casa Gourmet, and my Daddy was freaking out, wanting me to go home. I could tell he was mad not because I would face finals the following day again, but because I was with Giorgio. Whether that he was mad because he didn’t want me to get back with the guy, or that he felt insecure because he just fell into an accident.

I got home not long after 8pm, Daddy didn’t show it in front of Giorgio, but he was mad at me. I pretended to be studying Math, Giorgio was watching DVD. It was still awkward again. Usually we would cuddle and talk about of shit and ignore the DVD, but that time was different. Silent. No one was talking. After that he said he needed to go home, I must have bored him to death. And after Giorgio said goodbye to my Dad we went downstairs, after some conversation he said he’d stay, I asked him. So we waited until my sister got home so I wouldn’t be left home alone with a mad Dad. We played cards, and boring truth or dare. It was kind of awkward until he finally went home. He promised he would come back to bring my laptop back, but he never showed up.

Wednesday night my Mom got home from overseas I told her what happened to Mami Nonce. She agreed to see her the following day, and I convinced her I had to take my laptop.

7pm we got there, first thing I asked was about my laptop and why didn’t he show up, he said he had rugby thing and I was cool with that. Next he asked me out, not a date. If I wanted to accompany him cut his hair at SS. I said goodbye to my Mom, and said Giorgio could take me home.

Long story short he had his hair cut, we met Nick, and Francis. The broken hearted French Francis. Then we went back to Giorgio’s house and met Shosuke. They were going to the club. After talking to Shosuke, asking him about his family and stuff, they took me home. I was on the bike with Shosuke.

Labels: friends

Have I ever told? That I was such a horrible student back in high school? Now I’m feeling so old for using past tense. Well yes, I was. There was a tryout for the national examination, and on day one I didn’t show up. The next day I was looked by the vice headmaster and he asked for my number. I went home and felt soooo anxious that he might come at anytime. I was always tired after school I always took naps. So I was asleep when Katy Perry shouted from my cell phone. There was a call, the number wasn’t listed as a contact, and it wanted me to pick up. I, was in bed, froze with no words. I hoped it wasn’t my teacher, and I ignored it. I tried to fall asleep again, although I felt so insecure until it finally rang again. Then I chose to put it on silent. Later when it was getting dark the number called me again. Probably one or two times.

Long after that I had to face the national examination, a.k.a. finals. Days before it I got a call from that number again, I could remember it very well. I picked up before Katy Perry could sing more than three seconds.

“Hello?” I picked up. It was probably Thursday, or Friday, or maybe Saturday I can’t remember. But I remember it was days after I went to Jakarta to come with my brother. I recognized the voice behind that phone very well, it was Mami Nonce. It was probably the first conversation we had after a month and more, maybe less than two months, we hadn’t spoken. Not that we had a nasty feud or what. She sounded exciting, delighted as always. I just never had time to visit her house, well because I wasn’t on good term with her son who was my ex-boyfriend back then, haha.

She said I never came to her house anymore and that she was wondering what I’d been up to. We talked about school and everything. To be honest, again, I had been thinking about Giorgio lately. I hadn’t met him in ages, also his mom. Seven nights a week I had, I could dream about him for the three or four nights. I kept thinking about him, wondering what he was up to, how was his school, and stuff. It bothered me to death. I waited and waited for family occasion so that we could meet. I waited for my sister’s birthday, that February 25th, but she didn’t make a celebration with the family, but she made one with her friends instead. March was a total boredom. I was a studying geek at school. And by geek I mean someone who goes to school, not someone who studies at school, that’s my language. Although I wasn’t a studying person but I went to school and school and school and that made me feel like a geek, I didn’t go out very much, I’d only go out with Moi.

Until finally April came, my brother had to go to Jakarta. A month and few days had passed, I hadn’t seen Giorgio. What we had was wrong, we acted mean to each other, pretended like we never cared for each other. I tried to make a move. If there’s a term on how people say “not-a-date date” then I was up to something like that. Well maybe I didn’t make a good comparison. I pushed my mom to make a farewell party for my brother, just for Big Cell. And all I expected was all my mom did, she asked me to ask Mami Nonce. So, the foods were prepared, I was out with Moi and got stuck in the car for an hour. I tried to call Mom, I don’t remember how many times, to tell her: ask Mami Nonce to come.

I got home, farewell party that’s all I knew. I waited in anxious, I even prayed. I was so curious. I didn’t want it to keep on going, that was the reason I wanted to keep Giorgio. Well yeah, I missed him as well. Moi’d even guessed what I was praying for. She was a genius for that. People started coming and there was zero presence of the two I expected the most  I tried to enjoy the night, and had a lot of fun with my friends though.

So there I was, back on the phone with Mami Nonce. We talked about my brother, and there was finally the question. “Why didn’t you come to the farewell party?” The party I pushed Mom to hold, I was the host, not my brother, and I knew by making party that would mean inviting people. Inviting people meant inviting Mami Nonce. Inviting Mami Nonce meant inviting Giorgio. As easy as that, that simple.

Mami Nonce began to explain that she was in Kuta with her lovely son when my Mom called, they were having dinner so my Mom was late to tell them. So it was my Mom! Such a complete loser, I told her to call earlier but she called when the stars had started to come out from their hiding places. Woot, seems like I’m writing weird words LOL.

Of course I asked her why she never showed up at church. She happened to go to Lombok the other week, her friend was visiting, Giorgio was in Hong Kong, and stuff. It was a pretty nice catch up, I could fill in the blank from “what happened this March to them”, and all those stuff made sense. She also mentioned about going to this other far church and stuff. After 16 or 17 minutes talking she said goodbye and “see you on Monday at church”.

That was April 18th, a day before the finals. I finally met Mami Nonce, we ate Soto with Tante Lurus and talked and talked. I never have the idea, but I always love talking to Mami Nonce more than talking to my own Mom and that’s just the truth. We always have things to talk about, and she’s conversationalist, and she always has tons to say, and she’s not boring. Talking to her is a hobby. Whenever I sleep with her, well not every time, but most of the times, we always spend time talking a lot before I could finally fall asleep. Or maybe I was about to fall asleep when she started talking again.

Oh where was I? My dad offered a ride home for Mami Nonce and I was waaay excited for it, but she said no, because she was already with Tante Lurus. Tante Lurus said okay if she wanted to go with us but Mami Nonce was all, "it’s okay, I’ll go on a bike with Tante Lurus," showing gratitude because Tante Lurus brought her to church and it wouldn’t be fair to go home with a car and leave her alone, I guess. Or maybe she had more to talk to Tante Lurus.

It was a quite disappointment to me. See, my Mom was away. She had a long trip to Batam, Singapore, and Malaysia. I don’t remember where she was that day but she was out of Bali. Can’t say country since Batam is still Indonesia. The only reason I woke up earlier and left to church was only to meet Mami Nonce. I go to church at 4pm, the youth service.

So I went to church again later and went home until it was finally late and everyone was home when my sister came into the room with bloody news. Bloody, literally. She said that Mami Nonce just got an accident, Mami Diana told her. I was shocked, of course. But later again she said that Mami Nonce was in an accident with Giorgio, now that was the worst part! I kept tweeting saying how worried I was, and I was trembling. I tried not to show it to my father, but I knew he knew. Then I texted Mami Nonce. Sent 10:44pm. I remember I was praying hard, I went to the bathroom, I couldn’t cry. I didn’t know what was happening, but I still can remember the voice talking to me, saying “Giorgio is okay, Giorgio is okay,” and I was heating my ass on the toilet. Seven minutes later Mami Nonce called saying she was injured but Giorgio was okay.

I was still trembling, I looked bad, I knew. My dad was in bed trying to sleep and I lied next to him. His phone rang, no contact’s name but it was Mami Nonce’s number. She was pretty loud I could hear the conversation.

“Have you heard the news?” I can remember clearly the first words she mentioned. Then she began talking. I couldn’t believe what happened to her, and Giorgio. I won’t go specifically. She was talking about traffic lamp, red light, Giorgio hit the brake, the bike slipped, he slid under the car, Mami Nonce got injured and fell of the bike, she thought Giorgio was dead, but he stood up, and it broke the dam of my eyes. I cried. I tried to wipe it away, hoping Daddy wouldn’t notice.

It was one of the horrible nights I had. I knew Giorgio was safe, fine, he was okay, amazingly okay. Not injured, although Mami Nonce was injured. The good part that Giorgio said sorry, he was sorry. He had always been a crazy biker, so crazy I could say. Like a monkey who’d never been to a city. He was like that. So when Mami Nonce said he’d said not to ride that crazy again, I felt relieved.

Daddy knew I was worried so much. He told me to go to sleep but it was again, one of the most horrible nights I ever had. I cursed Giorgio myself, because the following day I had to be fresh, to face finals, to have my good brain working, and everything and he ruined the night already. The other one night when I couldn’t sleep thinking was when my best friend got into trouble. Don’t wanna talk about it but I really couldn’t sleep. After 1am I fell asleep, and I never remember the dream I had. I didn’t dream, that happens when I have bad nights.

The next morning Mami Nonce wished me luck for the finals, and I texted her I would come to see her, how she was doing. I did great on finals, nothing special. Daddy had to go to futsal, a really close place to Mami Nonce. I decided to come, so did my sister. She had to go somewhere and I told her Mami Nonce asked me to come, so I asked if she could drop me off, and she did.

I had to walk 100 meters to reach her house, and it got me trembling. My sister dropped me outside the complex and she left. I was trembling as I walked in. I noticed a car outside her house. I shouted, and Mami Nonce shouted back telling me to just come in so I entered the house. She had two other guests and I was a bit surprised to see her with bandages.

"Lia, hi," Giorgio said to me. I turned back at him, seeing Mami Nonce was busy with her guests. I noticed the place had some new couches.
I threw myself onto one. "You okay?" I asked him.

I began talking with Giorgio, it felt weird. He seemed a bit different. He got one small bandage on her right or left foot, but overall he seemed totally fine. It was an awkward moment, I had to see my phone every time, pretending I was busy with it. He asked me stuff, school, and boyfriend and whatever.

This had happened before but we got over it really fast. I didn’t actually care about whatsoever, next thing I knew I was accompanying him topping up balance, he tried to teach me how to ride his bike, then we finally left to his friend’s house to take some DVD back. Sometimes it was awkward, sometimes we were just being ourselves again. I had to leave my laptop in his house because my bag would feel heavy with it. Then I texted my Daddy saying that he didn’t have to pick me up, and Giorgio would.

We went to his friend’s house, then to Casa Gourmet, and my Daddy was freaking out, wanting me to go home. I could tell he was mad not because I would face finals the following day again, but because I was with Giorgio. Whether that he was mad because he didn’t want me to get back with the guy, or that he felt insecure because he just fell into an accident.

I got home not long after 8pm, Daddy didn’t show it in front of Giorgio, but he was mad at me. I pretended to be studying Math, Giorgio was watching DVD. It was still awkward again. Usually we would cuddle and talk about of shit and ignore the DVD, but that time was different. Silent. No one was talking. After that he said he needed to go home, I must have bored him to death. And after Giorgio said goodbye to my Dad we went downstairs, after some conversation he said he’d stay, I asked him. So we waited until my sister got home so I wouldn’t be left home alone with a mad Dad. We played cards, and boring truth or dare. It was kind of awkward until he finally went home. He promised he would come back to bring my laptop back, but he never showed up.

Wednesday night my Mom got home from overseas I told her what happened to Mami Nonce. She agreed to see her the following day, and I convinced her I had to take my laptop.

7pm we got there, first thing I asked was about my laptop and why didn’t he show up, he said he had rugby thing and I was cool with that. Next he asked me out, not a date. If I wanted to accompany him cut his hair at SS. I said goodbye to my Mom, and said Giorgio could take me home.

Long story short he had his hair cut, we met Nick, and Francis. The broken hearted French Francis. Then we went back to Giorgio’s house and met Shosuke. They were going to the club. After talking to Shosuke, asking him about his family and stuff, they took me home. I was on the bike with Shosuke.

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