
The official graduation ceremony is over. Now graduates take pictures outside the building with friends, family, or friends. Some hugged while crying, some were getting ready to convoy together.
I smiled, then walked over to my family waiting for me in the parking lot.
For a moment I turned towards the Junior High before getting into the car. Memories of what happened at this school. Unconsciously I smiled, many events that I experienced and would have good memories during school. Later if I grow up later I will miss Daliah SMP children who are as they are and are free.
Suryawijaya pulled me over, then closed the car door quickly. "It's time I don't need to keep Mbak from Bimo!" I melengos ignored Suryawijaya's words.
Slowly the car came out of the school gate. Leaving behind the excitement that still occurs in the school building.
On the way home, I told him about Baskara who would follow me wherever school I chose.
Mother frowned and said. "Baskara might like you, Ma'am!"
Instantly I jumped in shock, our age was only one year apart. There was no way he had already played his heart to this friendship.
"It used to be the name of monkey love, Ma'am! But now it's called friends zone. From friendship to love." said Mother with a smile, then her eyes blinked humor.
"Mother don't be so gaunt! Me and Baskara this is just a department, Bun. The Dalilah have no female friends because they definitely feel like I'm a rival!" I said with a grim face.
The reasons for those who reject me are quite classic because I am the son of the King, a child who obeys the rules, does not slang, or cannot pronounce because of the status of the title I hold. Though they do not know me ready, I am the son of the king of the people. My hobby every Sunday is to go to the market and buy vegetables while observing market conditions so that Mother knows which to fix. As a bonus, my mother freed me to buy market snacks. And, what I like the most is Klepon.
"Continue choosing which High School? The international standard in this city is only Al Azhar, Budi Mulia, or SMA 3?" ask Mother in the tone of offering and decide for yourself the choice.
I thought for a long time, Al Azhar is an international standard school but wears a hijab, while my family is a kejawen Muslim. It could be complicated business if I take it to school or ssesaji flowers. Budi Mulia's... Far from being merciful, I could not bear that Father should take me to the northeast end of this city. I was not allowed to bring my own motor. The choice is indeed only SMAN 3 which is close to the house and school Suryawijaya and Pandu Mahendra.
"Mbak does not need to bother thinking about it because Ayahanda has registered Mbak at one of the SMA called Ayahanda." said Suryawijaya in broad daylight so hot.
I inched forward to the steering wheel, where Ayahanda smiled while focusing on driving.
"Sorry Lilah, Father and Mother have decided a few days after the graduation announcement. Tomorrow we just need to come to hand over the files." said Ayahanda straightforwardly. Instantly I retreated and sat down limp next to Suryawijaya.
Today is very tiring because of the high heels drama and the series of graduation events. Not to mention the thought of Baskara dragging around heart problems made me feel pain that started running through my head.
For three years in Junior High, only Baskara walked behind me. Come with me and teach me how to play basketball! It was a fun game outside my habits.
***
The atmosphere in the living room was very crowded, because tonight my mother celebrated my graduation by inviting my cousin who was a lot. I got a gift from my Om of eleven people. You can imagine how many of my cousins, four of them twins. They are the sons of Om Sadewa and Om Nakula.
Mother's sister is also bule, Om Keenan and Bulik Kyle. Despite his call Bulik, Kyle is a new Junior High School class boy with Suryawijaya. What a shame his fate, beautiful, young but call him Bulik! Amusingly. And, Bulik Kyle is in front of me now holding a book. Doing PR.
"Come Bulik, eat first." I said while offering Oma's bread.
"Ish..." Kidnap Kyle sizzling and grabbing the bread I gave him,
"Thank you, Ma'am." he said without taking his eyes off the writings in his book.
"What task? So serious."
I tried to peek at his writing.
Kid Kyle is sizzling again. "Tono's custom!" he said before patting the book cover on his eel. "It's so hard, Ma'am, where's Surya?" asked Bulik Kyle while circulating his gaze in the crowd of people who are fun to enjoy cakes for Oma.
"In room. Maybe do the same task." I replied uncertainly, because since this afternoon Suryawijaya chose to hide himself in the room. Doing things that sometimes make me want to ruffle her hair. Suryawijaya is different from me, he prefers to be alone rather than join us. She said, Mother reminded him of someone.
As Kyle stood up, he picked up some cookies before disappearing from the living room.
I approached Sherina and Shenina, the twins who had a cutie nature, and were honest as they were without the shady aling-aling. Whatever comes out of their mouth is as clean as this time.
"Yee... Yee... Miss Lilah is already in High School, said Mama High School children can already have a boyfriend!" shenina Exclamation. My eyes are rounded.
Please, her mother where is this. Why SD boys know about boyfriends!
Hello. menstruation has not. I pinched Shenina's cheek with anxiety. "Study first diligently, just talking girlfriend!" my toilet squinted.
"Said Mama, Mama Lilah will be difficult to have a boyfriend because she is afraid of Eyang Kakung and the King's Father." whispered Shenina so softly in my ear.
In that instant, I thought of Shenina's words. If you think about it, this boy is right too. Which man dares to approach me, which man is able to melt the heart of the Father and follow the ancient customs in my family. Moreover, manners are now threatened rare, more so in my family must be ready to say "sendiko dhawuh" at any time at any time.
Suddenly I was worried, but I didn't want to get dizzy because I was fifteen. I haven't thought about girlfriends, I want a diligent school, make Ayahanda proud of my achievements and pursue my ideals as high as the blue sky.
I went back to having fun after spending ten minutes in the bathroom. I gathered with my other cousins, joking freely before I was eighteen. Because at that age I will be faced with a big decision to choose. Either choose a girlfriend, choose a college major, or choose my destiny that has been set by the universe.
I'm the crown princess who's sometimes worried about making a choice. I worry about my identity. Sometimes I want to be a commoner, sometimes I want to be a princess who is idolized by many people. But, being the crown princess had many conditions. Some of the conditions have been taught by Father and Mother. I get tired of doing it sometimes.
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