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PoV - ARKANA

"No! Sva, that's not the story!" This is already the third time I've shouted about the same thing. If that's not the true story, which happened last night.

Right.

I came, knocking on the door of Svaha's boarding house. With no shame I let my crying voice wake her neighbor up of the room. Maybe they had thought that I was a ghost that supposedly inhabited the area near here. On certain nights, she walks around the village crying, asking to find her missing head.

But I don't care. My chest feels tight, also dizzy from drinking half of a bottle of wine by myself. I have one more bottle in my bag, in case Svaha wants to open her door for me dan listen to my story.

And when she finally opened the door, I barged inside without permission. Even to ask about her girlfriend, is it a good time? Cause when I sat on the sofa, I realized that she was only wearing a pink towel to cover her ****** and half of her thigh.

"Geez Arkana, I told you that's the truth! What do we do now?" she said frantically.

It's 15 minutes since she wakes up. She walking around next to her bed. She even put her clothes on in such a hurry until and she didn't realize that she was wearing them backward.

"What should I say to Laung? What should I say to my girlfriend?" she wasn't making any difference out of me. She said the same damn thing even more than 3 times now.

The fact that we woke up without a single cloth stick to our bodies is so embarrassing. So we accusing each other after.

"I know you started it." I said, "Because you're a lesbian!"

Svaha will never accept that "You already drank when you came. And, maybe, Laung, he could not satisfy you!"

"Having sex when you're drunk is a myth, Svaha. You're not that drunk, you must be the one who started it."

"You listen to me once again, you came, you kicked my girlfriend out,"

"She got mad, and then she left."

"That's not the point. My girlfriend left, and you talked a lot, I drank, you drank. We drunk." She spoke really fast while pointing her finger.

"Stop,"

"No. You listen to me, I do remember everything!"

Then the sound of knocking on the front door and making our breaths bated.

"Is that your girlfriend?" I ask Svaha. Maybe that girl wasn't that mad anymore, she comes back to finish what they already start last night.

Svaha walked towards the door and peeked through the cracks. Hurriedly she came back, "Laung." She said, then she took all my clothes that were still scattered on the floor, rolled them up carelessly, and carried them with one hand, she used the other one to drag me out the back door.

"I do respect your relationship with that boy, now get out from my room." She whispering, with a very low tone.

"But, we're not done yet," I said.

"Later, we finish it later. I can't pretend that no one in this room, that I am not here."

"Sva," Laung calling up my name from across the door.

Me and Svaha looking at each other. I shake my head trying to tell her not to say a word.

"Yes!"

"Stupid," I said.

"I am not a liar. Hurry up, go."

And Svaha closes the door. She lets me here outside, without wear any clothes yet.

Well, about me and Svaha. We were friends since elementary school. Her mother knows mine. My mother knows hers. However, they often throw gossips at each other. Meanwhile, Svaha and I were inseparable. To this day, we are listed as final students in the same study program.

Svaha is the key to freedom, whatever I do as long as in Svaha's name my mother would allow. Because Svaha is a smart girl. Because Svaha and I both don't have a father. Come from that sad background, Svaha favors girls. And I'm looking for a father figure.

No one, not a single thing has ever threatened our friendship. We're not fighting over a lover. We are not fighting for positions in extracurricular groups, because I like sports, and her, Svaha doesn't like anything other than listening to music and reading.

Nor have we ever had any problems related to our sexual orientation. Although the entire campus was suspicious of what we are, it soon ended when they found out that I was dating the volleyball team captain, Laung.

Indeed, Svaha disagrees with my and Laung relationship. But Svaha respected my choice. I couldn't be more grateful for that.

I think that happened to her too. I'm a good friend, I guess. I don't judge her because she's a lesbian. Why should I? it's the 21st century. Would be good if we could love other people, isn't it? Men and women are the same, some are annoying, some are gossipers. Just the same anyway.

Yes, it's really scary at first, knowing that someone we know since childhood has a different orientation from another. But if having a lesbian friend is scary, Svaha is the opposite. She was always there when I feel sad, she was always there when I needed money. Ahaha, if she wanted to harm me, she had a lot of chances.

Well, about last night, I don't know.

I was sad.

And I probably drunk.

I forced her to drink with me.

And it's none of her faults because drinking alcohol always makes people drunk.

Until that, I better wait for a good time to be able to catch up about this with her. There shouldn't be anything that ends our friendly relationship. Not that easy.

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