Azka And Rasha
Episode 3
Beginning,
Suppose we can be more natural, string the story to be real
Maybe this will be fun, though,
Although I'm not ready for many people to know
But at least our story is real
not fiction or a story
A message reached Azka's phone, his shakes made him finish reading activities that he had done since.
- Rasya
19.07 Will you be picked up tomorrow?
-azka
19.07 Tumben nawarin pick up, what wind?
- Rasya
19.08 Is okay, if not okay.
-azka
19.25 Sorry brother, just from behind called Mama.
19.25 Can I, please, pick up the house or meet you in the alley?
- Rasya
19.25 Go to home.:)
-azka
19.28 Okay
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‘About Azka want to be invited together?’
- Rasya
19.00 Deck, again what?-- remove
19.01 Tomorrow go with Alfan again?-- remove
19.01 What time does tomorrow leave?-- remove
19.04 Hay, -- remove
‘Why so hard anyway just want to go together’ grumbled Rasya because annoyed with himself. ‘*Even though we have often chatted from class 8, this is already class 10 is still a sok-sok an.
Why is not ordinary anyway Sya.’ his mind began to be calm, ‘Yaudah is, as natural as possible, ngajak together not wrong anyway, anyway really we have long ago deket*’ . Finally Rasya typed something, though,
- Rasya
19.07 Will you be picked up tomorrow? Rasya intends to change the written sentence, wanting to say hello first, but, instead,
‘Jeez, why to send! Beg*k lu Sya.’
'Ah bodo very lah’
A notification sound from his phone then rang, a reply message.
-azka
19.07 Tumben nawarin pick up, what wind?
- Rasya
19.08 Is okay, if not okay.
‘Old time, wow, don't want any kids. Cih, if Agil ngajak together would want to deh.
‘Dih, really ga in bales, apes bener.’ The notification of the incoming message reads,
-azka
19.25 Sorry brother, just from behind called Mama.
19.25 Can I, please, pick up the house or meet you in the alley?
Quickly Rasya typed a reply. Don't want to waste the opportunity that comes this dipper together.
- Rasya
19.25 So dong, to the house only.:) the type is satisfied, while smiling himself looking at the flat screen of the phone in front of him.
-azka
19.28 Okay
Ah this deep sleep malem. Shit, there's PR. Delayed to sleep well, tomorrow morning to pick up Azka at her house. Rasya threw his phone into the bed and rushed to the study table, picked up a book, and wrote down the answers on the blank sheet.
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Azka rushed to take a shower after cleaning the room, sweeping the house, and helping mama wash the dishes in the back.
“Ah, still at 06.10, half-seven hours leave deh.”
“Eh, yes, forgot. Rasya's sister wants to pick up.” Azka spoke to herself as she walked from the room to the bathroom.
“Who wants to pick up Mama's child?”
“Eh, Mama.. That, Rasya Ma. His son Aunt who's old Ma. temen Mama.” Answer Azka casually.
“Oh, Auntie Atik? Where's tumben? Since when did you deket his son aunty atik?”
“Sejaak, when yes Ma, gatau forgot.”
“Yaudah you take a shower, later it's been hunted dateng Rasya nya.”
“Any Boss, uh but, Mama could?”
“Ya can, original do not macem-macem.”
“Yaaah macem-macem what the hell is Ma? Hehe” Azka nyelonong enter the bathroom without waiting for mama's answer.
Fifteen minutes later Azka was ready. Self-sealing in front of a wall-mounted mirror, ensuring her uniform is neatly fitted, from top to bottom. Check the contents of the sling bag that he usually carries. Azka wore white socks, and carrying her bag and pantofel shoes to the front of the house.
“Beautiful son Mama?”
“Mana? He said he'd get picked up? Nearly half a seven nih.” Ask Mama
“Do not know, if half seven Kak Rasya did not come to Adek to leave, afraid late.”
“Eh, can't do that, try asking first. Kasian if later he gets here you already left.”
“Eh, yes, why not Ade chat first yes Mah,” Azka said while reaching for the phone from his shirt pocket.
-azka
Sis, so pick it up?
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“Gak in bales Ma, on the road times yes,”
“Ade while walking ahead ajalah Ma, already half seven nih!” Azka was like talking to herself because she was busy looking down the street,
“Ma, Ade departs first, Assalamu’alaikum.” he said as he reached for Mama's hand to kiss.
Azka left when Mama said “Padahat Mama want to see her son.”
Azka did not heed Mama's words. And continue to drive towards the alley towards where the angkot stops.
“Dih, the style is together, this hour has not come yet. Don't know what? I never leave bad luck?” Azka nagged herself while kicking a small rock that was blocking her leg.
The sound of the motor approaching in his direction, and stopped right next to Azka who was standing waiting for the angkot.
“Maafin, so come get me here. Last night's luck.”
Azka turned her head, Rasya had offered one helmet while opening the face cover on his helmet.
“Kirain won't pick up, so I'm here.”
“So yes, time is not so.”
“Kok know I'm here?”
“Ya emang where else you wait angkot Dek, it was right to the house Mama said you already left. So I'm here”
“It's a good thing you haven't ridden angkot.”
“So I met Mama? Why would I ride Angkot?”
“Ya disappointed.”
“Kease whatan, hihi. You have it, Kak.”
“Yaudah come up, later it will be late because of the slow chat here. This section hand pegel deck, megangin helmet kayak gini.”
“Oh yes. Hehe.” Azka took the helmet from Rasya's hand. Then ride the black "Mega Pro" motor he carries.
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“Kak, we've been a long time well deket tuh, but only this time I was picked up and in bonceng Kak Rasya.”
“Heem, you want to be in my bonceng again Dek?”
“Hah? Yes, if Kak Rasyanya want to pick me up.”
“Emang with Alfan?”
“Mas Alfan mah if he happens to pick up Faruq aja with him. Never make a deal with a kayak gini kok.”
“Oooh, good indeed. I'll pick you up again if you want.”
“Dih, how to be like me who want it anyway brother? Basic!” Azka pinched Rasya's waist wrapped in a uniform and the blue jacket that Rasya was wearing.
“Aw, pain!”
“Sorry, hehe.”
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“Sampeee.”
“Alhamdulillah, thank you Kak.” Azka put the helmet on the rearview of the motorcycle, then left Rasya while having time to wave first before.
“I first yes Brother!”
‘Why not together, yaelah Ka' Rasha muttered while confirming the position of the helmet that Azka had left.
“Woy, there has been progress!” Agil surprised Rasya while parking his bike next to the motorcycle Rasya who had arrived first.
“Somplak, shock beg*k!”
“Maybeyes? Jiaaaah, abis pick up Azka kok left anyway?” goda Agil who saw Azka had already walked away.
“Kampr*t!!!" They walked towards the classroom while continuously teasing each other. Shit, abis left even to the same gep as Agil. From kampr*t. I thought of Rasya during the trip to her class.
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“Hei, tumben lo first dateng Nad?”
“Iya, is it Lo doang that can come in the morning?”
“Kok lo from the top anyway Ka? With Alfan?”
“Eh, emmmh..” has not finished Azka answered Nadia's question, her eyes are already rounded to see Agil and Rasya who are walking while slightly wrestling behind Azka.
“Lo with Agil???”
“Eh, not... not with him really, who is with him?” azka replied with a sigh as she turned towards Nadia's eyes.
“Kalo so, Lo with Rasya?????” nadia asked hysterically.
“Eh, mmmh Yes,”
“Whaatttt??? Gilaaa the Azka has started guerrilla him,”
“Apaan sih Nad, enter yuk.” Azka shook Nadia's head and rushed into the classroom, hiding her reddened face. Not out of shame, either because it had a fight with Agil.
“Damn,” umpat Nadia.
“Ciieee, Rasya. nice start, hahahhaha.” Nadia mocked Rasya who was already in front of class X.4 and followed Azka into the class leaving Rasya and Agil who continued to elbow each other.
