AN ATHAYA?
1 - Then and Now
There have been many differences since Athaya decided to end his life in the capital. No one feels the loss of regret for underestimating a child as good and as smart as Athaya Richard.
He was often made monthly moon material by his friends, at first he felt that it was natural, because from the moment he went through the same thing. Until one time when he was in a state of flour baluri by some of his upperclassmen who were completely unknown he immediately realized that moment as well, that it was not all natural!
The rain from the outside made Athaya take a deep breath. Uh! Delicious aroma of petricor, he immediately blends with the cold of the night which may soon lead Athaya to dreamland.
He once imagined a future himself with his gedis was laughing under this rain, whether it was day or night he did not care, he did not care, anyway all he thought was having fun with his heart which he believed was only the monkey's love.
People say, someone who is really in love he will have a sense of liking for more than four months, and Athaya a sense of feeling that comes to him this is more than that, although the last thing Athaya heard from the girl was an expression as if she would just feel sorry for Athaya who often got scolded by Linda because of a mistake she did not make.
"I don't like you Ath. But, I promise I'll be a good friend to you" he said four years ago.
And you know what Athaya feels? Athaya immediately nagged with chubby cheeks that were like there were no serems. Maybe not for the girl. He immediately fell silent as Athaya said the words that never came out of his mouth.
He went to Semarang shortly after and left behind a box of strawberry sandwiches his ex-girlfriend likes. I hope he likes Kare-Kare
"Athaya?"
The thick-browed man immediately turned his head, the ravings in his head instantly stopped, he thinned the lips of— smiling at his mother who was standing in the doorway with a pile of important papers.
"What's up, son?"
"Mah's not just planning for tomorrow,"
"Oh, these are your letters yes, be careful first, son, if you are still heavy do not need to be imposed okay? If you're taking a break, right?"
"Okay, Mah"
The door closed slowly along with the disappearance of the warm face of the mother.
Athaya quickly read some of the attachments of the paper, Athaya felt this decision was right, he should be able to open himself in a wider association.
Reopening his dark past, already hidden enough for almost 4 years, Athaya is ready to get out of the safe zone.
Athaya opened her desk drawer and found a small mirror there, pointed the circle mirror right in front of her face then smiled widely to show her neat teeth.
Naturally, if his mother panicked a little, he once cried as much as he did in front of his mother because he was often bullied at school for physical reasons and his family which he once considered to be destroyed.
How not? If all students are often picked up by their father, another case with Athaya who relies on an invitation from the mother.
And so firmly he always asked the whereabouts of his father to his mother Zahra– when it was clearly said that his father had died since Athaya was a child
However, the past is still the past, maybe the shadow will come back when Athaya will again set foot on the earth Jakarta, Jakarta, and maybe Athaya will cry again or even start a new one with a smile of the sun as a sign that he has been kind to everything
"Here we go"
^^^Semarang, 28 August 2022^^^
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Priiiittt.....
A long whistle whistled from the direction of Dharma Bhakti High School, currently the sport hour for the 11th class IPA 2
"Opper! Ghea don't put the ball in!" Pekik mr. Adit-sports teacher
"Faraway napa Ra!your feet are a big nuisance to the oath!"
"Lo the retreating Kipli!"
"Opeeerrr! Don't take it like catfish that's anjir!!" shout Saka.
"Yoy!basic girl is suitable to play cooking, object to the ball mah" continued someone again, Vishnu his name.
From half an hour ago no one has scored from both teams, not without reason, play ball because of the man from Adit sir, make the value of practice he said, however, I don't know if everything doesn't live up to Mr. Adit's expectations.
He thought that everyone would be able to play neatly like boys, is this it? who plays seriously only 4 to 5 people, others? Don't be asked for sure to choose to retreat or foot jubilant under the pretext of wanting to keep the goal and the frills resigned yes already won ya Alhamdulillah no yes, yes.
"Lva! the ball was taken with a foot instead of being taken with a hand!" Mr. Adit told me.
"Well, sir, it's hard to have feet" Iva protested.
"Repeat!"
"After sir, very complicated, mending Iva nemenin Tari aja from earlier" without waiting for approval from Mr. Adit, Iva immediately stepped quickly to the edge of the field.
"Dance!"
The summoned person swung his hand to the right left, answering a warm greeting from his best friend.
From her name, her close friends used to call her Tari, she was a class with Iva, her disability condition made her have to undo the intention for free sports like her friends.
And lucky Tari has a friend like Iva who accompanies her when happy and difficult, not a few who often talk about the lack of Dance, it sometimes makes her feel sad.
But he always listened to his friend's advice that "do not overthinking that Tar, not all on nething the same lo kok, do not think with them, consider a fart passing, alias no" that said.
Therefore, Tari felt at home with him and vice versa, they knew from class 7 Junior High, approximately 5 years.
"Great seal me, the crazy Amel times yes my feet are stepped mulu not aware what a big body,"
"Haha.had a drink first" Tari gave a bottle of cold Aqua to her best friend.
"Thank you."
Priitt!!
Uhuk!uhuk!
"To the field now Iva, or the father of law you run around the field 3 times" said Mr. Adit from there.
"Had the father was not very fond of seeing people rest"
"Udah Va, there's a spacious Mr. Adit here tuh"
Iva turned his head and sure enough with his haughty face, Mr. Adit crossed his hands while heading towards them.
"There, Va!"
"Instantially, you test the practice of doing UAS chapter 2 training yes, big ball technique" he said when he arrived before them.
"Yes, Sir"
"And you're Iva, back in the field"
Kriiiinnggggg
"Rest!!!"
The students who were in the field immediately ran the ridge immediately changed clothes to then fill the stomach to the school cafeteria
"Well, sir, make Iva give good grades, sir, come," he looked down politely and said to Mr. Adit with a little bow.
"Yes, I'm resting now" Mr. Adit massaged his dizzy temple.
"Tar, you wait for me if you want to go straight to the cafeteria?"said Iva while opening the locker—picking up the uniform.
"Gue go straight to the canteen only time yes, look for a bench afraid not to get to the ntar,"
"Do you want me to go to Yemen?"
"Well? Don't change your clothes there first,"
"Yes be careful"
Dari nodded in agreement, actually he was a little difficult to advance his wheelchair but he did not want to make Iva burdened, it was enough he became a burden for the girl.
The goal is the canteen.
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