Between Me You And Him

true friend

A clock that has not been working since what time it sounded. And it feels like I want to slam but can't bear enough I just press it to diem. Lazy feeling joins the same feeling tired because yesterday Sunday all day nyiapin equipment for MOS.

“Honey....ayo wake up, you're late!? “Mama's voice becomes the second working hour routine after the one in the room.

“Iya mah..” my answer while entering the bathroom.

I spent 15 minutes in the bathroom, then I continued in my Junior High uniform.

“Still load also nih uniform.padahat I have eaten a lot” mutteredku while dressing up naturally.

While carrying my school bag plus a really troublesome luggage, I went down the stairs to the dining room.

“Beauty..” greet my papa with a smile.

“For all...” reply to me because at the dinner table already have my beloved mother, papa, and brother.

“Duh deck...mau what school to transfer?” asked my brother in a mocking tone.

Previously I was clear yes.if I had an older brother named Enda Putra Perdana. We're 5 years apart. My sister is now in college at P University. Ganteng, his skin is a mature brown typical guy, quite tall about 170cm, famous playboy he said but never dare to bring home his girls. Afraid of mom. Hahaha.playboy but mommy son.

“Udah deh kak do not need to ridicule so if you need to help it, a lot of know its innate” replied me kesel.

“Nah.ngapain you bother to bring kayak ginian all right who have a school father”, say brother while inserting bread kemulutnya.

“Terus..kalo this school has a father, I have to do it. My school also has rules, Kak.” I clearly.

The same father of the mother who from earlier only discussed my debate with the sister can only smile.

“Udahlah Nda.bener which is said to be your sister, the school has rules and everything in the school must obey the same rules” explained Dad let brother not ngoceh mulu.

If again defended gini, look at the face of my sister feels very cool. Changed that was handsome like hollywod artist is now like a sucker WC.hahaha

“Mah.. Dad.. starting today I do not need to be in the anter father again yes.I do not feel the same friends, later they will know if the father who has this school.” Obviously, because every day I was escorted by my father and returned home to be picked up by the driver of the house.

“Kalo you don't want Daddy anter means you every day pick up the driver huh..? Atay if you leave with your brother later return to pick up the driver?hows it??Father's answer as well as an offer for me because my father would not allow me to bring my own car. Because they don't have a SIM.

“Gak is Yah..I later if there is a lecture hour, cook I tell anterin adek first.,”rejection brother who makes me sprained, cook,

“Ya is up to Yah.I use a driver only. Poor brother also if fit there are many tasks. This afternoon Mah Pah I left first yes.fear late.” I stood up and didn't forget to kiss Mom's hand.

“Dah Mah's..Fathering..Sister...”pamitku before leaving for school.

Pelita Harapan High School

“Ayo..ayo..hunting in and out of line in the field yes.” said a MOS committee.

“Where have you done all the preparation for today and next? ask the Chairman of Osis who is none other than Satya Rahardian.

“Beres anyway...” replied OSIS committee.

After a 20-minute journey, I finally arrived at school.

“Good non.”, reply Pak Ujang.

With so much innate I walked into school and looked for my friends. From a distance I saw a wave of hands from one of my best friends Raisya. I hurriedly ran towards them, but suddenly I hit a man dressed in a blue alma mater suit with clean skin but bulging eyes that made me even afraid to look at his face again.

“You can not the way use the eyes anyway.” said the man.

I still don't dare to hold my head up because I'm sure he's one of the MOS organizers.

“Sorry sis..I did not accidentally, I was in a hurry to be afraid late.” I replied as cold sweat began to drip.

“Ya already there hunted in line!” the man's orders.

Without seeing the man's face, I ran to see my friends.

“Kok tumben you day gini anyway Ta?” ask my best friend Wilo.

From Junior High I already have a friend whose name is really Wilo, Raisya same Dara. And as a result we have promised to continue one school until now.

“Iya..soalnya from today onwards I was escorted to pick up driver” explained me to my friends. I started to shut up when the activity was about to start with one of the people going up to the podium.

“Please all attention, good morning all. Welcome to SMA Pelita Harapan...,” with blah blanya..then the person invited the Chairman of Osis to give a speech as the opening of the MOS event today.

“Dan..we just call the Chairman of Osis and Chairman of the MOS Committee this year, Satya Rahardian”. A thunderous applause greeted the Chief of Osis.

With unblinking eyes, I saw a man who I can't remember wrongly this morning when he got hit. Not because he was handsome but a bad meeting made me even scared.

“Huhhhh..kok must he the man, pardon Allah.malah taku gini me..”gumamku in heart.

A few hours later...

Today was exhausting enough for me. But that thought from this morning still scares me about Chief Osis I still consider safe.

In front of the school gate, Mr. Ujang who has been faithful waiting. I went to him and parted with my friends.

“Bye gaesss...until you meet tomorrow morning yaa” said Raisya while waving and getting a reply from all of us.

“Capek non? ask Mr. Ujang while opening the door of a car whose model is like a walking house.

“Lumayan sir..kayak army training aja..hampir 2 hours dried in the field. Nih, so rub the skin.” I answered with a funny tone.

“Gak pa pa non, later in the hand body love is already white again non, emang I .. who is given a sack hand body yes will not be white.” he explained sir ujang.

“Why pack?” askaku.

“Udah of his son is non,..” he replied with a laugh. I also laugh, sir really make jokes to let me entertain.

“Pak will wake me up if you have reached home, pegel-pegel all my body.”my message to Pak Ujang.

“Iya non sembes...”sahut Pak Ujang while driving home.