"So, you're living near the Faculty of Engineering?"
"Yes. I think I told you once."
"Ah, sure. How can I forget about it? Sometimes, information needs to be clarified. It must be great living in that area. You know, good-looking future engineers are in every corner."
Aruna smiled. "My eyes are not that trained to spot handsome guys."
Mazmur burst into laughter. Aruna joined him. And I was crouching near the window at the backseat of Mazmur's white Jazz. Like a dumped wrap of McDonald's cheeseburger. Useless. Unnoticed.
You see? I wasn't invited to their conversation. A stranger from the outer space, they might be thinking of me. Did they? If Mazmur had told me earlier that he would drive Aruna home along with me, I should have said no to him and asked Jeff for a ride, instead. How dare they acted like I had never existed.
"Aruna must be taken by somebody else, Mazmur." I managed to get into their talk, from behind Mazmur, like a genie whispering to his master's ears.
"Not really," Aruna blushed.
"Sort of, then," confirmed Mazmur.
"Kind of," replied Aruna.
Hold on, hold on. Why were they so connected like two cables of telephone lines? Gosh, I was really a genie to them. Invisible. Why didn't they warmly respond to me as usual? There's a language spoken between them that I couldn't translate. And it was irritating, you know. And it was mean. And it was cruel.
And what. The hell. Is going on. With me. Question mark.
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