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"May, go to Bu Yuniar, yuk," ask Arkan. After school, it does not mean that the teacher's work hours in Angkasa High School end. For students who have the goal of meeting teachers, this is certainly an opportunity. Like Arkan, Maya, and Rima today. They faced Bu Yuniar who had just finished receiving a consultation from a student.

Maya lowered her head as soon as she saw the faces of the students who had just finished consulting. Herryl looked at Maya with a face that was no longer cheerful. He still showed a smile to his three upperclassmen. When he passed, he patted Maya's head.

Maya who got the treatment turned her head, looking at the tall man's back.

"Yes, can I help you?" Bu Yuniar asked the intention of the arrival of his three students.

"We would like to consult the major we will choose, ma'am," Arkan replied.

"Yes, besides Maya, of course. I heard, Maya has already determined the Civil Engineering department, huh? It was Pak Handoyo's day that told Mother," Bu Yuniar responded. Maya nodded.

"I'm saying goodbye, Mom," said Maya. I don't know why he wanted to catch up with Herryl. After Bu Yuniar nodded he paid his respects to Riana and Arkan.

When Maya opened the door, it turned out that Herryl was sitting on the stone chair in front of Bu Yuniar's room. Knowing Maya's out, Herryl stands up.

"It's over?" Herryl asked because he felt Maya finished too soon. Seeing that Maya was silent and lowered her head, Herryl approached. He was worried something might happen to the girl.

"Ryl, Papa tell you to go to his office. Yuk, together," asked Thalita who suddenly came and sank at Herryl's hand.

"But don't hold my hand, brother" replied Herryl. Slightly pouting, Thalita took off her grip. "I go first, sister," continued Herryl, saying goodbye to Maya. Thalita wears a triumphant smile as Herryl prefers her over Maya.

Maya fell silent, only wiping her eyes that began to condense as tears pressed out. His small movements did not escape the sight of Herryl who turned his head after some distance. Blubbering?

Maya is not understanding herself. Why did he come out? Just to witness Thalita's spoiled attitude? He decided to go back to see Bu Yuniar.

"If you like, you can enter Environmental Engineering, Geology, or Medicine, son," Bu Yuniar explained to Arkan. Maya who heard it was amazed. Arkan went to medicine?

"I'm actually interested in being a researcher, ma'am" Arkan said. Hearing that, Bu Yuniar smiled.

"Well, I rarely hear anything like that. There are several brochures from foreign and domestic universities in collaboration with the Space Foundation. You can take him, son," advised Ms. Yuniar.

"If you like to sew is it only in Fashion, Mom?" Riana asked. Maya has been given the work of her best friend several times. Cute vest or cardigan, pencil case, cloth mask, to keychain.

"There is a major in Fashion Planning or called Fashion Design at several campuses. I refer this brochure, son," replied Bu Yuniar again. He presented a university brochure outside the Space Foundation. Riana accepted and nodded.

"Okay, Mom, thank you. We say goodbye first" Arkan said. Maya asks the two of them to come out first.

"So, what's up?" Bu Yuniar asked. Maya was silent for a long time before finally answering.

"I don't know, Mom. Lately I have been sad for no reason. I'm worried about my value" Maya replied. Bu Yuniar sat next to the Space High School's smartest student.

"But you can understand what the teacher is saying?"  Maya silently heard that, then nodded. A smile rose on Bu Yuniar's face. Touch the smartest student's shoulder.

"Try to pour your feelings in the form of writing. If you have a hobby, you can pursue your hobby, son. Stay upbeat, yes. I'm sure you can get through these times" Bu Yuniar said. Maya tries to smile. There was a feeling as if the burden in his heart had already lifted.

Yes, sometimes telling someone who is willing to listen can be a therapy for our hearts when we have a problem.

"Okay, thank you, ma'am. Then, I say goodbye," Maya said in a more cheerful tone than before. Bu Yuniar nodded in response to Maya's remark. The two of them smiled before Maya finally walked out of the room.

...***...

It has been a few weeks since that day. Now Maya is calmer and her sadness is less and less. He tried to avoid the times where he would meet Herryl. His analytical skills helped him to predict the possibilities and allowed him to avoid meeting Herryl. Maya is now focusing on studying for exams.

"Good, kids. Now it's time for individual duty. You are in charge of making clippings from sports newspapers about one of the sports we have learned. Collected another 2 weeks at my table, yes, Arkan," ordered Mr. Gunawan when giving the task that became one of the final assessments of sports subjects. Serempak heard the sound of assent from all students in grades 3-7. Mr. Gunawan then left the class because the lesson was finished.

"May, where are we looking, huh?" Riana asked because as a female student in general she never bought or subscribed to sports tabloids. Maya's? He doesn't have enough money to subscribe. He can only shrug his shoulders. Don't know.

"It looks like a boy, yes. How ya?" Riana kept asking when in fact she had sparked an idea.

"We ask for a boy, that is," Maya replied.

"But if the 3rd class must be used all," complained Riana.

"No, Ri. We are, right, just told to clipp one type of sport. In sports newspapers it must be a variety of sports, right?" Maya reminds me of Riana. Riana nodded and chuckled, laughing at herself.

"Yuk we ask," asked Riana. Maya shakes. The girl who was actually embarrassed to talk to the boy would only struggle inside the classroom, asking some male students in her own class. Riana smiled.

...***...

It's been 3 days and Maya hasn't found a single sports tabloid. His father and boss had no newspapers, no tabloids, no sports magazines. For a Maya who always do the task as soon as possible, 3 days time is very meaningful for him.

This morning Maya has arrived at a school that is still quiet. Just like always. Only 3-4 students have arrived. Maya immediately climbed the stairs to the second floor. It was on the stairs that he passed by Herryl. Not yet had he lowered his face, Herryl had already greeted. The first time in weeks they hadn't met.

"May," call Herryl. There is no more 'sister' embedding that Maya heard. Maya just kept quiet, confused to respond how. "Cock quiet? Yeah, I did, first," lamjut Herryl before finally patting Maya's head and passing her.

Maya immediately remembered something, she turned around and looked at Herryl's back.

"Ryl," call Maya. Herryl who had just stepped one step up the stairs immediately turned around, smiling at the voice of the girl he actually missed. "May will..." Maya hesitates to continue her words. Worth it? Ask Herryl? All this time he ignored the man. Herryl immediately climbed back up to his front who was standing in the middle of the stairs.

"What's May?" Herryl is excited. Want what? Wanna accept me?

"May... Borrow a tabloid or sports newspaper if Herryl has one. For sports tasks," answered Maya plainly. Makes Herryl nod and laugh at hearing it. Apparently Herryl's estimate is too high. Meanwhile Maya is upset that Herryl laughed at her, at least as Maya predicted.

"What circuit. Hahaha, if it exists, May. No wonder, a Maya can need help also for the task, huh?" Herryl replied and without realizing it had been mocked Maya.

"Ngeledek is usually. Not to be." Maya then walked to the second floor. Just now that he had set foot a step, his hand had been pulled by Herryl so that he staggered and he could only hold on with his elbow that hit Herryl's chest. At least he didn't fall. Mercifully.

"Oh." Herryl complained because his chest was elbowed by the surviving Maya.

"Sorry, reflexes." Ketus Maya said it because after all it was Herryl, right, who pulled it first?

"May, I-" said Herryl again cut off by the jolt of his hand that grasped Maya's hand. Maya immediately left, going up to the second floor regardless.

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