Aisha & Afnan

Unbelievingly

Finally, Afnan decided to go on his own to class.

“Ucok what the hell stands for?” mumbled Afnan in the heart.

Afnan was so focused on his mind that he didn't see anyone in front of him.

‘Bruk!’

“If that path, mind don't forget to take!” said a woman who had been hit by Afnan.

Afnan stood up and looked at the interlocutor.

“Sorry,” said afnan.

“Hmm, no problem,” says Aisyah. “Lo still confused with that nacan?” ask Aisyah.

Afnan nodded his head when he heard Aisyah's question.

“Udah just calm, I will nanganin it all,” said Aisyah.

Afnan who heard that also propped up, he did not get out of thought with what he heard.

“Serious?” ask afnan. Aisha nodded, and left Afnan.

“Kok tumben anyway he wants to help boys? Not in dislike yes same boy he just knew?” said Afnan who still does not believe what he saw just now.

“Or is he not Ayesha? Don't-don't... uh, don't think like that afnan,” Afnan immediately dismissed the strange thoughts about Aisyah.

****

Afnan also prepared the items to be brought for tomorrow, he did not want any items left behind. As Afnan recalled the incident earlier this afternoon, he seemed to think for a while.

“Kok I still doubt yes same sister Aisyah?” afnan Monologue.

“Don't he get me again,” said Afnan who seemed to think. “Do I ask him directly?” connect Afnan.

Finally, Afnan decided to ask Aisyah through the WhatsApp application. He also searched for Aisyah's number in the paski group, and it turned out that it was true that he found Aisyah's number. Afnan immediately sent a message to Aisyah.

‘WhatsApp on’

[France]

Assalamualaikum.

This is me, brother, I just made sure about the incident last afternoon brother.

‘WhatsApp off’

On the other hand, a beautiful woman with unraveling hair is staring at the laptop screen in her lap. Aisyah, the woman who was focusing on the job was immediately jolted due to the sound of her device drai notification. He also moved from his seat he also saw his device, he felt confused by the notification printed on the screen of his device.

“Who the hell, like a number that is not known deh,” asked Aisyah to herself.

Aisyah did not intend to open the message, she thought that ignorant people just wanted to prank her. But, somehow his curiosity was greater than his ego. Aisyah also chose to see who had sent the message.

‘WhatsApp on’

[08xxxxxxxxx]

Assalamualaikum.

This is me, brother, I just made sure about the incident last afternoon brother.

Instantly Aisyah laughed softly, she was not out of thought with this one junior. Maybe his junior doesn't trust him. He also thought of a bad idea for Afnan.

[Aisha]

Waalaikumsalam

Where is afnan?

The message read quickly. And it looked as if Afnan had started typing. Aisyah immediately kept Afnan's number, because she knew that Afnan was a good and polite child. Aisyah also gave the name ‘ucok’ on the number Afnan.

[Scook]

My junior paski brother

[Aisha]

My junior?

[Scook]

Yes brother

[Aisha]

Did I know you?

[Scook]

[Aisha]

If you don't know, why send a message?

The message was read immediately, but not responded by Afnan. Aisyah seemed to smile with satisfaction, she had made the interlocutor silent without flinching. Aisyha also turned off her cellphone data, she chose to rest because it was already night.

*****

As usual Afnan always departs early in the morning to his school, he looks confused by the incident last night. He could only resign himself if Aisyah only wanted to play tricks on him.

“Why your face? How to bend it?” sapa Fais approached Afnan.

“Ngak papa,” said Afnan while smiling forced.

“Nacan how?” ask Fais.

“Ya so,” Afnan said.

“Lo why the hell? Lo there is a cherry-mash,” Fais speech was cut when Bu Siti entered the class.

Today is indeed the schedule of the killer teacher teaching, Afnan can only understand a little material. Honestly, he did not understand the killer teacher's lesson. Afnan tried to understand the subject matter of bu siti. When in the middle of the explanation, their minds were all scattered with the sound of knocking on the door out there.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

“Excuse me buk, permission to call Afnan.” Said the woman behind the door. The woman did not show her face to the students.

“What's the son?” asked Bu Siti with a meaningful smile.

“There is a need to briefly buk” said the woman in a friendly manner.

Finally Bu Siti also allowed Afnan to meet the woman. When he arrived at the door Afnan was surprised by the woman who was none other than Aisyah.

“Nih,” said Aisyah while giving a package to Afnan.

“This what sister?” tanya Afnan looked at Aisyah.

“Open first,” replied Aisyah with her hands folded in front of her chest.

Afnan was surprised not to play, he did not believe that Aisyah was right to keep her promise.

“That's nacan you already print,” said Aisyah who was about to leave Afnan.

“But brother, what's the length?” ask Afnan from behind.

“Sufficient Brain Less!” yelled Aisyah as she walked and made Afnan digest every word of Aisha.

Afnan also entered the class with a package containing the writing of his ribs.

“Nan!” call Fais.

“Apaan?” sahut Afnan's.

“That's what? And who was that woman?” fais asked Afnan.

“Lo is very noisy anyway!” afnan snapped so as to make everyone look towards them.

“What commotion is there?” asked Bu Siti who was disturbed by their voice.

“No papa kok buk, just a friendship problem,” said Fais gently.

All the students continued the lesson that Bu Siti explained.

****

The scorching sun greeted the school yard of SMKN shoots the nation, looking junior paski members who were gathering while preparing the necessary items.

“Nan, this is nacan lo?” said Fais while showing the nacan written ‘Ucok’. How surprised Afnan when he saw his nacan pink.

“Loh, how come I have this color?” ask Afnan.

“Well, how are you the same as me anyway? I should have been like that,”tutur Fais.

“Gue did not see earlier, I think my nacan is not that color,” said Afnan who looked confused.

“Lo can't know anyway? Kan lo own print,” said Fais who still questioned the prihal nacan.

“Not me who print the nacan,” said Afnan.

“Hah? If not lo, then who dong?” ask Fais.

“Actually-“ said Afnan who was cut off by the call of the seniors.

All the juniors rushed towards the scorching field, not forgetting that they were carrying the attributes that the seniors ordered last night. By forced Afnan to wear attributes