AL And EL

Miracle Two

"Why should I be ashamed

I'll love you

And I I did not make a mistake "

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Al tied his hair, with a white clasp. He had made sure his appearance was neat, walking down the stairs with a steady mobile phone screen, Jovan immediately reprimanded his son once the first stairwell was delayed

"Al if you play HP see the road"

Jovan smeared bread jam, after saying that Jovan immediately ate the bread.

"Seched on pa's latest song"

Al sat down on the chair, put down his phone and switched to taking the fried rice. Bela from the kitchen joined in. There are no helpers in the house, Bella does homework alone, Jovan works for a small company. Enough to support his family. They are not from a rich family but enough if to send Al to college.

"Ma, later Al came home a little late, want to play first"

The sentence ended with a grin. Because Al knew Bella wasn't happy when Al performed.

"How many times did you say, stop doing the unimportant thing. Learned focus"

"Ma, let Al do what he likes"

Jovan defends him, with Bella's comedic gesture, Al refocuses on breakfast.

Going to school with Jovan has become his routine. Carrying a guitar and a bag, the tiny body walked over while waving.

Al is always carefree starting the day, according to him sad sad sad will only make the affection of people go away.

Al finds Ivana playing on her phone. She embraces Ivana from the singleness, the grin always accompanies Al's face.

"Ivanaaa" Al's melodious voice as if tearing Ivana's eardrum. The girl kept herself away from Al.

"Al don't yell yell at me"

Ivana hit the soft ear, while stepping hand in hand, Al unceasingly told her something interesting.

"Al met a guy last night, he's a banglett"

Al was always enthusiastic about the story, he would not miss a single story on Ivana.

His best friend was just staring without enthusiasm at all

"Ihhh Ivana, Dengerin Al story not really"

Al whined, swinging his guitar bag, he jumped up in excitement

"His cock is high, if Al is higher than him. Her name is emmmmmmmm"

Al tried to remember the name Welno said. Who did Welno mention last night?

"The name is similar to Al. But Al forgot"

Al's expression immediately turned sad.

"Al habit, if anything likes to forget" Ivana sneered

Al just grinned as he walked following Ivana to class. This semester they're going up to third grade, Al's not very smart, it's not.

Ivana shifts the chair, lays the bag and supports the hand to listen to Al's story. Ivana is Al's only friend, this woman is not very smart to get along with, she always believes whatever is sometimes difficult to swallow other normal people, meaning always think that doraemon bags are always there.

"So how?" Ivana who knew Al did not speak chose to ask first, asking for any story.

"So Al doesn't know whose name?"

Al's face looked gloomy, put his chin on the table, fading his lips down.

The sound of the bell from the power applicfer, making the group of students who had been sitting on the terrace move to class. The lesson will begin in five minutes, Al confirmed sitting down, keeping the guitar on the lower right side of the table.

The first lesson was physics, a boring lesson for Al. This woman is an art lover, does not fit the count, but there is no other choice but to sit and listen. After all, art class she couldn't meet.

He opened the book's first page, mentioned the page to his students, then began explaining. Al yawned, put his head on the table, closed his eyes and fell asleep. Something I often do in class.

Ivana's busy taking notes, she's a hobby of physics. Regardless of Al who may be wandering in a dream.

Mr. Jackson confirmed the location of the glasses, staring at his busy student taking notes.

"Febri what is density?"

Mr. Jacson focused on Febri. The man shook, shifting his seat, rubbing his bend and grinning. At first glance he looked at the notebook of Hafis, his friend.

"Type is mass per unit volume"

Febri looked at Mr. Jacson's face, trying to see if his answer was correct. Mr. Jacson stepped forward, looking at the person sleeping behind Febri.

"Who's sleeping?" point at

Ivana nudges Al, so that the girl wakes up quickly and wakes up. Al did not react. It means he stays good in his sleep.

"Al Al"

Ivana called out to him in a small voice, as to herself. Not getting up, Ivana kicked Al's chair, enough to hear the shift until gradually Al raised his head, frowning staring around.

Half shocked, the center of attention of classmates was on him. Moreover, the gaze of Pak Jakson that made him swallow saliva with difficulty.

"Enak todur at my watch ?" his voice was loud, jolting some of the students who were not paying attention instantly silent.

Al shook his head, still able to throw a grin.

"Abis tired sir?"

Ivana clucking, slack. Al is not the type of student who behaves poorly. He's a standard student only, not exemplary nor bruntal. It's just that sometimes the lessons are not his taste, he prefers adventure, imagination and art. He thinks it's part of Al that can't be separated.

Pak jakson growled. Grit ones teeth.

"Try mentioning the density expressed in SI"

Al scratched his throat, confused.The only thing on his head was F#4 not SI or mass.

"Well you tell me about Mr Galih's son?"

Instead of answering Al instead gave a question to Jakson. The teacher folds his forehead, until the wrinkles on the face appear together.

"Who is a galih?" his voice still goes up

"Well, you can't say who Pak Galih's son is why he told Al to mention SI"

Al throws a far-fetched question. Pak Jakson already looked irate, staring at Al with a much sharper gaze than before.

"You____"

Not finished Mr. Jakson's sentence, the knock from the door made everyone turn their heads. Let alone a student who stood up while carrying a piece of paper, lowered his head and smiled

There was a rush of electricity running through Al's body, some kind of miracle he found today.

Al got to his feet, pounding the table while deliberating over the man.

"You"

His voice is loud, Al is a singer, he can make the loudest sound.

A miracle? Was this meeting a miracle?