Turned out Marlene just needed help fixing a leak in her pipe. I had it patched up in no time.
I was mad at Marlene, though. Her stupid pipe had ruined my chance with Rico.
...My chance with Rico? What am I saying? Do I think I actually HAVE a chance? That we have a chance?
A chance to cinta each other?
And those pertanyaan only bring up the one I've wondered about my entire life:
What is love?
Rico approached me later. He had a funny expression on his face; sort of hopeful, but almost worried at the same time.
"Never answered," he berkata shyly.
I sighed. "I never answered what, Rico?"
"You cinta me?"
I looked at him. I almost berkata no, then I almost berkata yes, and then I realized I just didn't know. How can I know if I cinta someone when I don't even know what cinta is?
"I'm not sure, Rico," I berkata finally. "I just don't know."
Rico looked confused, like he didn't know how someone could possibly not know if they cinta someone.
"Love me?" he repeated, like that would make me know.
I shook my head. "I don't know, Rico," I berkata again.
Rico stood there for a moment, staring at his feet, then stepped meneruskan, ke depan and swiftly pulled me into a hug.
I stiffened, feeling electric shocks run through every part of my body. They passed soon, however, and I relaxed a little, even lay my head on his shoulder.
Suddenly I started crying. How could I not know that I loved Rico? I knew I did, didn't I?
Rico seemed puzzled, and he pulled me closer, trying to comfort me. This just made me sob harder.
Rico pulled away and tilted my face towards his. He leaned towards me, his beak parted and his head tilted slightly to the left. I realized he was about to ciuman me.
Just as our beaks touched, Private burst into the base. "K'walski! Rico! Guess what...! What are anda doing?"
We jerked away from each other. My face felt hot. "We were...uh...what do anda want, Private?" I snapped.
Private shook his head. "I thought girls and boys were supposed to like each other, not boys and boys." He teared up a little. "I'm all wrong! I've always liked girls!"
I hugged him. "No, Private, it can be both: boys liking boys and girls liking girls, atau a boy and a girl liking each other."
He nodded and wiped his eyes, then went topside to talk to Skipper.
I started thinking. Was it okay for boys to like boys? I've never had a problem with it, but some people did. It could make pursuing a relationship with Rico hard.
And then that pertanyaan that always revolving through my mind:
What is love?
I was mad at Marlene, though. Her stupid pipe had ruined my chance with Rico.
...My chance with Rico? What am I saying? Do I think I actually HAVE a chance? That we have a chance?
A chance to cinta each other?
And those pertanyaan only bring up the one I've wondered about my entire life:
What is love?
Rico approached me later. He had a funny expression on his face; sort of hopeful, but almost worried at the same time.
"Never answered," he berkata shyly.
I sighed. "I never answered what, Rico?"
"You cinta me?"
I looked at him. I almost berkata no, then I almost berkata yes, and then I realized I just didn't know. How can I know if I cinta someone when I don't even know what cinta is?
"I'm not sure, Rico," I berkata finally. "I just don't know."
Rico looked confused, like he didn't know how someone could possibly not know if they cinta someone.
"Love me?" he repeated, like that would make me know.
I shook my head. "I don't know, Rico," I berkata again.
Rico stood there for a moment, staring at his feet, then stepped meneruskan, ke depan and swiftly pulled me into a hug.
I stiffened, feeling electric shocks run through every part of my body. They passed soon, however, and I relaxed a little, even lay my head on his shoulder.
Suddenly I started crying. How could I not know that I loved Rico? I knew I did, didn't I?
Rico seemed puzzled, and he pulled me closer, trying to comfort me. This just made me sob harder.
Rico pulled away and tilted my face towards his. He leaned towards me, his beak parted and his head tilted slightly to the left. I realized he was about to ciuman me.
Just as our beaks touched, Private burst into the base. "K'walski! Rico! Guess what...! What are anda doing?"
We jerked away from each other. My face felt hot. "We were...uh...what do anda want, Private?" I snapped.
Private shook his head. "I thought girls and boys were supposed to like each other, not boys and boys." He teared up a little. "I'm all wrong! I've always liked girls!"
I hugged him. "No, Private, it can be both: boys liking boys and girls liking girls, atau a boy and a girl liking each other."
He nodded and wiped his eyes, then went topside to talk to Skipper.
I started thinking. Was it okay for boys to like boys? I've never had a problem with it, but some people did. It could make pursuing a relationship with Rico hard.
And then that pertanyaan that always revolving through my mind:
What is love?
