Bony The Scooter
Ch.11 – School Canteen Waiting Creatures
"God created twilight to remind me of the love I remember." -- quotes
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I thought too much about last night's dream that kept on looming over me.
Until this bright morning was not able to brighten my heart that was upset.
Until I can't afford to
I smiled at my mom when I went to school.
Although I am a person who is ignorant and never think of – things that I think are trivial, but last night's dream can make me become like this.
Not without reason, because now I'm really curious about the girl in my dreams, who she is, and what she came to see me for.
“Aaaargh....!!! I'd go crazy if I thought this was the way.!!”
I screamed to myself on my way to school.
I don't care about all the eyes that look at me like that. I just want to vent my anger.
But I kept my consciousness, because now I was on top of Bony, and had to focus on being safe until school and being able to take the entrance exam immediately.
I plan when this exam is over I want to just let go of all my fatigue by going around the city with Bony, or visiting somewhere that can make my mind come back Fresh.
When I arrived at the school parking lot, I did not expect that there was a Vespa rider other than myself who now he was sitting with his leisure on his red vespa.
“Oi bro.!!” I saw him waving at me as I entered the parking area.
I deliberately parked Bony next to his red vespa, so we could chat casually on the vespa while waiting for the call to take the exam, he said, and of course the Vespa will look more beautiful if they are parked neatly side by side.
“You're Hogy right?” I asked him to open our conversation.
“hahaha pangling po?” He answered my question with a question.
“Haaish, no, it means that what I saw at night that week was really you, right?”
“Iyoo.. iyoo.. the night of the week of dating with girls, until not stopping by to gather with children – children.”
Hogy answered me again with insinuation
“Helleh.., strike I coeg, just can go home from his house only 12 o'clock malem.”
I slightly covered up the actual incident during the strike at the wulan house.
“Walaah, do not have to spray what is the father of your girl?”
“yo ndak tho ya. I have a way, let's be loved by the prospective in-laws wahahaha., tar aja I storyain.”
Hogy and I have known him for a long time, he was my younger brother in high school and what made me closer to Hogy, even more than my own brother was when we went to extra pencak silat in Junior High School.
But I was pangling, because it was my forgetful nature and because I had not met him for a long time
The background of the hogy family is quite unique, he comes from a family that is quite rich, because his father and mother are a
a fairly successful entrepreneur. Although living well, it does not necessarily make hogy a spoiled child, he was educated by his parents to be independent early on.
Although sometimes still very pronounced from hogy speech that contains a tone of arrogance, making Hogy has a strange arrogant nature, he is often arrogant out of place.
[...Teeeet..teeet.].
The exam time bell has rung, me and the hogy are busy chatting and remembering the past
we had to move from the top of our Vespa to the exam room.
The first thing we have to go through is the written exam, where we have to answer various basic knowledge and general knowledge questions.
When me and the hogy reached the front door of the exam room, and were about to enter it from the direction of the parking lot there was a man running and shouting at us.
“Gaees!!, wait gae.!!”
Hogy and I, who did not recognize the young man, answered his screams with a smile of surprise and continued our steps towards the examination hall which had been stopped because of him.
It did not feel like time passed quickly, the written exam time of only 60 minutes felt like 3600 seconds
just me.
Fortunately, I managed to force Wulan to explain what kind of exams I will go through today, so that it was time for me to study and recall the knowledge that I had forgotten.
Today there are still two more tests, namely interviews, and read Al qur’an.
Either this exam will be completed how later, but certainly we were given a break for 30 minutes
every session of his.
“Hai mbak.. my name is Akbar, candidates are here.”
I put on my sweet smile and stuck out my hand to get acquainted with the canteenkeeper.
“Just mind, he was eating fried food three said he only ate two.”
Suddenly, the hogy chimed in my words with his joke as his arms almost grabbed my hand.
I finally got a sweet smile from the canteenkeeper.
“My name is vivi.”
The cafeteria keeper mentioned his name and still put on his sweet smile.
“If I'm Hogy mbak.”
Hogy who was already sitting in the canteen chair followed by saying his name rather loudly and smiling songong as if triumphant on him.
“If I'm Typhoon mbak.”
Suddenly a voice emerged from a young man who was attached to the door of the canteen.
Vivi, who I think is 20 years old, gave us a sweet smile again, even though he is a canteen keeper, but his face and clothes look very stylish, strongly supported by its uuuuuuh body...
If we meet outside, maybe I'll think that maybe vivi's a college student or a career woman, not a canteen keeper like this.
Then the typhoon went into the canteen and sat down at a table with us.
“What message do you want?” vivi asked us.
“Black Coffee mbak.” Answer me quickly.
“but don't be too sweet, mbaknya already very sweet because.” My welcome
“Es oranges can also.” hogy join order drinks.
“Es tea aja mbak.” typhoon last ordered a drink.
“Udah is that? No one wants to?”
Vivi asked us again.
“Ndak deh mbak.later aja.”
Hogy answered quickly.
“eh mbak, if there is, fried cassava, I want donk..”
I shamelessly asked for unusual food in the school cafeteria.
“Wahahahaha..” Typhoon and Hogy laughed loudly at the same time because they heard me order fried cassava. While mbak vivi just smiled sweetly and seemed to think of something.
Hihihi, briefly yes, you guys wait for the drink.”
“If cassava fried, mbak ndak promise, but mbak try to see first in the kitchen.”
Vivi disappeared into the kitchen.
Hogy and I now have the same thought, which is to know the background of a young man who looks like a lizard named Typhoon.
Typhoon was the one who called us this morning just before the test began, and now with his familiarity he sits at a table with us, yes even if we don't mind, he said, but the first impression I knew him was not very effective.
“Gaes, why did you guys keep me going anyway? I'm ashamed of akika.”
The first typhoon broke the silence between us, acting pretentious while gluing
hands on cheeks.
Not that it looks cute, but the movement just now managed to make me and the nauseous hogy resist vomiting.
“Who is eloo?” now the hogy answers the typhoon with a British betawi accent
I just smiled awkwardly looking at the behavior of the two of them, I know the typhoon is not a man “boned soft.”
he acted like that just to get acquainted with us, but in his own way that I think is quite unique.
The three of us were now able to chat casually, and joke around with each other, even though this was all happening after Hogy and
The cyclone argued with the funny thing.
“Who ordered fried cassava??!”
Suddenly a rather creepy voice appeared followed by the appearance of an elderly woman who looked gloomy from the kitchen.
