An Inspiration From The Author
wishFUL THINKING
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...This afternoon the Nusa Bangsa school canteen has been empty of visitors, even some booths have closed because it is now home school hours. But I was still sitting back and enjoying the rest of Rio's snacks, at one of the tables in the corner of the cafeteria. Relaxed, and calm I chew one by one snacks that will pass through the oral cavity, while playing a small 5-inch smartphone....
...Circulating a glance for a while meant to look for Rio (a friend of the bar-bar) who told me to wait for him here. Yeah, he's following Karate now. I myself participate in Taekwondo martial arts, different because in the past when the new registration of exkul, we both made promises to enter different martial arts. The reason is none other than that we can both share about the experience of learning martial arts....
... Today I have no training time, yuhu....
...From the cafeteria all the students could see a portion of the basketball court area that was used as an exkul karate exercise, so I could still monitor the children of karate who were agile hitting, so I could still monitor the children, kicking to and fro while being watched by two coaches. In Karate martial arts a trainer named by the nickname sensei which is taken Japanese. Unlike the case with martial Taekwondo comes from the country of Korea, a coach is called with the term saboeum. ...
...'ih Rio it was a long time training, not usually deh.' murmured my heart while growling at the water bottle that I had been holding. And throw it away carelessly....
...honestly not usually Rio old training kayak today, usually if already bell home then the child appeared in front of me. Or maybe there's additional material times he....
...‘better I sleep for a while , waiting for Rio finished exkul ah... ‘ murmur again my heart with different nuances....
...Then I stacked both arms on the table, as my head pads. Don't forget to wear earphones, too. Just as I closed my eyes, it suddenly felt like someone was patting me on the shoulder slowly. When I raised my head there was something strange that I saw. The girl I helped yesterday was standing across my desk stroking my shoulder with her right hand....
..."I woke up, it was late." With a very soft voice, He woke up with the name of a brother who sat right on the right side of me to sleep....
...At that time the atmosphere of the school seemed to have begun to quiet and the sun was already at the west end. At most there are four, five students still in school, and that's because they're only after a certain type of exercise. I was looking around looking for a presence around. When looking at the atmosphere of the cafeteria, it turned out that the cafeteria had stayed me, he and Buk Rifah canteen guards who were still busy wiping the empty table. Spreading my eyes back, I realized we were both staying and one Buk Rifah was in the canteen....
...‘Crazy what time is it, how long have I been asleep here?’ I'm pissed at myself....
... "E-eh, Ehem i-iya deck.” I was a little surprised and tried to make sure. “For a moment, you will be right when I helped you yesterday Tah,?” while releasing the earphones that had been surrounded and grieving I said it....
...“Yes brother.” he paused for a moment and then continued back “Untung aja there brother and sister temen just try no... Exhausted. Thanks again brother !” he answered while throwing a smile about 1cm in front of my face and as if adoring me....
...'Em very pretty. mumpung fitting here I acquaintance ah.... Yuhu' pinta in my mind with a slight chuckle. And I began to rise from my sleeping position earlier....
...“Why laugh at yourself brother, there is something strange about my appearance Kak ya?” keep him back until I'm taken aback for a moment....
...“Eh ngak no kok. just earlier brother in bed time was a dream chased by crazy people, yes be brother keinget continue deh.” Laugh a little while scratching my head. Then I continued, obeying the sentence in my mind earlier “ Oh yes we will be familiar bellows, mumpung also fit to meet here.” I said lightly....
...“Hehehehe iyak kak” this time he threw his laughter along with his dim smile. 'oh added Ayu deh.' my baby again. ‘Woi was aware of san awar’ timpal positive nature of my mind....
...“Name brother Muhammad Faris al-hasan, you can call me Faris, Al , Hasan or brother as well.uh nih mouth nih keceplosan brazen deh. sorry yo dek.” my hand outstretched intending to get acquainted while wailing at my earlier remark....
...“Mila Hawasyi” said, I greeted her with a special smile of mine. So did he reply with a smile and coupled with the dimples...
...I remember once when the expression on her face when she was about to be ganged by a bunch of young men, the fear of excitement was still her beauty attached. At that time I was standing next to Him to confront a group of young men, fortunately I was the same Rio. Thank God we can both throw him away without any minor injuries....
...At the exact time he said his name, that's when his hand was also stretched out to repay my hand which I had been waiting for his reply. In this encounter of two different human hands, I felt a sense of which, which made me reluctant to let go. Soft, white em..., ...
...While I was still opening my eyes to make sure, I felt a pull on my wrist that was getting harder and harder. Keep pulling as if my knees are rushing up and waking up from daydreaming....
..."HEH WOI SAN!" The soft voice that I heard earlier turned into the sound of a slashing cry. How does Rio sound? Mummy....
..."SAN GET UP OI COME ON HOME!" The shout was followed by a buzz at the table several times. Then a slap slowly on my left cheek....
..."Loh Rio, what are you doing here?!" I was surprised when the moment of the great breakthrough Rio was very ear-shattering. ...
..."Pake nanya, yes nyamperin lo lah. It's dark let's go home!" jolt him at me while tugging at the right wrist a little hard....
...So from earlier that woke me up it was Rio. But I still remember clearly that the adek that I helped yesterday woke up to go home when the cafeteria was quiet....
...With the nuances still binding to unconsciousness, I just walked along following Rio towards the gate with a mind that was still not so conscious. Arriving outside the gate r I saw the adek that I helped put on the helmet preparing to go home with his theme....
...If the adek I helped is here, that means.... Aisshhh fucking dream!...
...“So go to sleep, read the prayer first. Let's not confuse his mind.” Rio sahut, understand very well what I am thinking....
...BIONARASI...
...Nur Hasan is called HASAN or AHSAN. White man, madurese Javanese blaster, the hobby 2M 1o (writing, writing, reading) (sport) is derived from the city of Jember who now lives in a small village of millions of stories in the pamekasan madura east java. Born on 25th April 2004. Still active as students of ipa MA MAMBAUL ULUM BATA-BATA. If you want to familiar you can say hello at no wa 085236281802 and fb\ig san elqhoyry ...
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