Black Room
A heart that flowers
Dare to take risks in a decision. If you succeed, you will be proud. If you fail, you will be wise.
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Bell went home a few minutes ago. The students who had been lethargic immediately became excited to go home. I walked to the office to carry out the Indonesian remediation I had been working on from last night.
The teacher's office looks full. I immediately met the nit buk sitting on the left side of the office. Buk nit looks busy looking for something in the stack of books. Buk nit told me to wait a minute. I stood up and watched the nit buk who was looking for nothing.
The office began to fuss with the voice of the teacher and the crowd. A bunch of tenth graders look to fill the desk buk des. My gaze was breathless towards the buk mutia who was sitting on the asmarni buk. The first time I saw him smile. Buk mutia chuckled silently towards me. I smiled to return his greeting. Buk mutia looks busy tidying up her stuff. Like getting ready to go home.
The nit buk called me to tell you when the remedy was starting. I gave a daily repetition of Indonesian which from night I had memorized. In my school, every remedy will be done with an oral exam. Except mathematics and sports. I wrote the fifth about Remdi easily and smoothly. Just five minutes later I've managed to get a nit buk signature as proof of completion. Buk nit praised my memory so smoothly verbalized all about. Although known fierce in the eyes of students, buk nit is still a good teacher and wants the best for his students.
I walked out of the office with smiling lips looking at the signature buk nit I managed to get. I walked with pride because I had successfully completed one red ink in the fourth semester report card. In front of the laboratory, I saw buk mutia chatting with pak apin (school guard). I heard Mr. Apin urge buk mutia not to forget to send. I finally found out after the apin sir said twenty. Mr. Apin sent a pulse to buk mutia.
"Eh, I want to. Are you ready for the cure?" Greet me, apin
"Already sir" said I and smiled. Buk mutia also looked smiling.
"Keep back?" Ask the fireman who is at loggerheads with me.
"Yes, sir" my heart passed by a fire sir.
In front of me buk mutia was standing next to a pole near the lab door. I greeted with a smile. Buk mutia replied with a small laugh. The way he laughs makes the heart cheerfully happy. The dimples on both of her cheeks were like charms that made my heart feel stalled. I finally ventured and turned my head towards buk mutia.
"Open" Sapaku
"Yes" Buk mutia looked at me sharply.
I felt gerogi with his gaze. Buk mutia looked curious as to what I was trying to say. I felt stiff to start talking.
"Don't forget to send ya mut" Shouted sir apin.
Buk mutia just kept quiet and did not answer. His big round eyes were still looking at me without speaking. Her eyes were like those of a beautiful panda. I laughed, hiding the gerogi and the stiff I was feeling. Buk mutia raised her eyebrows for me to speak immediately.
"That's why you're not being disahutin" I said.
"Oh sir apin. He bought pulses. What's up?"
I felt myself trembling to see buk mutia staring at me. I could see myself drowning in the eyeballs of buk mutia. A bottomless deep hole, how sharp was that gaze.
"Dikan, what's wrong?"
"That's. What's... Can I have a BB pin?" I ventured.
"Ooohhh pin bb" said buk mutia "Please ask for doris or ngak ng same nofri. They have a mother pin" buk mutia continued.
"Eehhh, I want it from my mother directly" I complained.
"Well, what's the difference?" Sahut buk mutia serambi looking for someone in her bag.
"But buk..."
Not until I explained buk mutia had already run towards the office and left me just like that. I fell silent and saw the missing buk mutia in the office. I breathed a rough breath. I wonder why buk mutia left me before I finished talking?
I finally walked to the cafeteria. The place where I usually park my bike. I have a soccer practice schedule in my neighborhood today. I walked in the middle of the old room with a grieving heart. I've taken pains to defeat the prestige of asking for BB buk mutia pins. But all I found was the shame of failure. Getting a BB buk mutia pin only I failed, let alone to get her heart.
"Dikan" Call buk mutia from the old room. Buk mutia stood up with a gasping breath. Buk mutia ran and approached me. "Not the pin?" Ask buk mutia.
I smiled and approached him. Buk mutia gave me the pin. Then why did buk mutia leave me in front of the lab?
"Kirain can't because I play live alone" I said
"Wikan ngak sabaran. I was looking for HP. Eh tunya stay at the table buk asmarni" Clearly buk mutia "Catlah" Her orders
I took out a book and pen from my bag. Buk mutia is busy fiddling with her android.
"How much?" I was preparing to take notes on the back page of the book.
"5A.34..38....CB"
"Thank you buk" I said with a smile.
"Where is the name of the status ibuk guy" said buk mutia by showing the android right in front of my face.
I saw the words 'BUSY' distatus buk mutia. But at that time I did see the name ade in buk mutia status. Buk Muti pursed his lips. I laughed to see it. Buk mutia increasingly looks dazzling with such a manyun face.
"It's hard to change for sure" I said teasingly.
Buk mutia exhaled. His face was complaining. My heart blooms with flowers. Buk mutia's behavior seemed to describe hope for me.
"Why do not believe in mother" said buk mutia.
"Yes, yes"
Buk mutia exhaled. His face looks upset because I can't believe it. But I smiled looking at buk mutia today. I don't know why I feel like buk mutia is trying to convince me.
"What's the point of lying is the same" he said.
I'm just smiling.
"But if..."
"Get home first ya buk" Cut me fast.
Buk mutia nodded and smiled.
"Buk mutia ngak go home" I asked
"Yes, I'll wait for diana's buk first" Sahut buk mutia.
"Yes first"
Buk mutia nodded and smiled. Buk mutia was still smiling when I got on my bike. Her smile forced me to keep looking at her.
"Buk first" Pamitku turned on the motor.
"Be careful on the road" Buk mutia's message.
I smile. Yes, there is a heart ready to live. I came home with a heart and a heart of flowers.
