BLUE METAVERSE

TIRE LEAKING

Ting tong's. The end of lesson hour bell rings loudly. Blue hurriedly tidied up the stationery and books that were still lying on the table as his teacher ordered. The sound of the bell will always be remembered even though the sound is not special. Is the bell of the end of the lesson hour always makes the hearts of all students happy. No exception Blue. The tiredness of learning from the morning seemed to disappear when he heard the bell.

After the teacher ended the class, Kayla immediately walked outside the room in a hurry. He had arranged his bag before the teacher ended the class. In an instant Blue had not seen his figure anymore. Though Blue was curious to know where the child was working and how his life outside school.

Yes already. With a backpack on his right shoulder, Blue walked leisurely to the motorcycle parking lot where he had put his bike in this morning. Every now and then answer the greeting of some friends who are just stale. As a new child, he must be good at bringing himself so as not to be hostile to many people.

Seeing the mushola, Blue stopped by the dzuhur prayer first before going home so that his heart was calmer and his body was refreshed by a touch of ablution water. The completion of the prayer has left few students who are still in the school environment.

"Where is your house Blue?" The long hooded student who had introduced himself named Hilya spelled out his steps.

"Lazy Road." replied Blue briefly.

Hilya looked at Blue with wondering eyes.

"When can I study at your house?"

"I have to let my brother go first."

"Sister kok? Don't you live with your parents?"

"My father died before I was born. My mom doesn't know where."

Hilya gawked, "I'm sorry, Bi. I didn't know you were an orphan" he said with a look of pity.

Blue does not like to be seen with such compassion, but he also cannot hide his identity.

"What are you going home for, Hil?"

"Good angkot."

"I ride a bike. Thas. I turn to the motorcycle parking lot first huh. My bike's parked there." Blue waved as he turned left towards the parking lot.

Hilya walked straight towards the main gate. There was still a group of students walking to the gate. Those who use public transport must turn left and walk about 200 meters to the highway through which buses and other public transport pass.

How surprised Blue when he reached the parking lot, he found his bicycle tire in a deflated state. He unlocked the key and turned the wheels of his bike several times. There were no signs of nail marks or other objects injuring the rubber tubeless tire of his bicycle. Means the bike tire does not leak because it was pierced by a sharp object. There must have been someone who deliberately removed the wind from the ***** tyre.

Who the hell is that prankster? What harm? Blue turned the deflated tire wheel a few more times. How better to do it? There's no way he'll lead a bike until he meets a repair shop that has a compressor. Blue is not familiar with the area around the school. Earlier this morning he insisted on leaving alone by relying on google map as a guide. As he remembered there was no workshop he met when he left school earlier. It was impossible to also lead his bike home this scorching afternoon. It must suck and his skin will be sunburned. Do I need to call Ritha to get the driver to pick her up?  Duh... Blue did not want to trouble anyone on his first day of school. He wants to be independent.

Long enough Blue bengong staring at the flat tire of his bicycle. His brain is busy weighing how to. Take your bike home or ask for a driver?

“They deflated?” The heavy voice came from the mouth of a well-dressed male student with a cold smile. He had been comfortably perched on Vario's motorcycle not far from where Blue had tethered his bike.

“Iya.”

“Tire patchworks is a bit far from here.”

“It seems not to leak, just deflated aja.”

The guy immediately got off the motorcycle he was riding and then approached Blue who was still glued holding a black folding bicycle with a gray line. He is still venting worry by turning the rim fingers of his bike many times.

Blue lets the guy take over the activity of spinning his bike wheels. He turned the fingers of the rim a few times and observed it closely. Not believing it just like that. Good though. Blue doesn't mind the guy ascertaining the truth of what Blue says with his own eyes and head. Perhaps he found an unknown oddity Blue.

“True. Just deflating. There may be a fad about you.” That's the conclusion of the quick analysis.

Sure, but Blue can't figure out who did it. There's no motive for revenge there. The first day of school, of course, he did not have

trouble with anyone. After all, he never had an enemy.

“Wait a minute! I brought a portable pump.”

That guy really looks cool because it's so considerate. There were some students who passed by and saw Blue in trouble but they were busy with their respective affairs. Masabodos.

Not until 10 minutes both Blue bike tires have seemed to bulge like before. Blue is very happy. The problem is solved without having to lead the bike on a hot afternoon or ask to pick up the driver. There was a sweet helper God sent for her.

“Thank you yes, Brother,”

“Here does like there are students prank. Already several times there have been cases of tire seepage like this.”

“Kakak also never temperedin?”

The guy nodded.

“Then tomorrow I will bring a tire pump like brother so as not to take care of it when the flat tire arrives like this.”

“Not only is that the solution, we need to report the principal in order to know who did it. Hopefully CCTV in this area is not damaged anymore by irresponsible students.”

“No need to report, Brother. Maybe there is a friend who deliberately mlonco I make introductions.”

Blue smiled shyly but the guy greeted her with a cold smile. Very cool anyway. Blue likes. Blue likes.

“Plonco? Are you a new kid?”

“Ya.”

“What class?”

“10-1.”

“Then you first acquaintance dong. I'm Rio from triple class one.”

“My name is Blue.”

“Your name is unique but interesting.”

Blue blushed. Rio's spontaneous praise made him feel like he was among the stars even though the day was still blazing and

flash everywhere. Where the stars might be visible.

“Now it is not the era of perploncoan, Blue. If you don't want to report, I will still report to the principal. There should be no prank students who harm other students in this school.” Rio stressed.

Whatever. Blue does not want to look for things that can be the seeds of hostility. He always wanted to have a lot of friends. Deep down, he admired Rio's attitude that defended him like a hero. Blue just realized it was easy to fall for the small kindness of the opposite sex. I don't know if that feeling is normal or excessive.

Blue on his bike. “Thank you, brother Rio. Glad to get acquainted with brother.” he said before starting

pedaling his bike pedals. Not forgetting the sweetest smile on her lips. Blue hopes to meet again tomorrow with his hero. Again and again.

"Be careful and always be alert on the road huh, Bi. Your bike is more expensive than my bike."

Did ya? Blue does not know the price of a bicycle why it can be more expensive than a motorcycle. He was only stunned at Rio's attention to her.

Blue counted how many new friends he knew today while pedaling his bicycle pedals on the asphalt road, under the heat of the afternoon sun and among the dust of the road. For the health of the respiratory system, tomorrow Blue must wear a mask. Jakarta is not the same as Jampang. In addition to heat, dust and pollution are quite disturbing.

Today he has become acquainted with his 35 classmates, 4 class teachers who teach today, head of business, sports teacher and lastly acquainted with Rio, kind and caring class. Heart's carefree. His world feels more colorful. Tomorrow he will have to make new friends and acquaintances. Blue wants a lot of friends.

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