Bony The Scooter

Ch.29 – Cyclone Movement

"The world is like a shadow. If you try to catch him, he'll run.

But if you turn her back, she has no choice but to follow you."

-- (Ibn Qayyim Al Jauziyyah)

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Hogy still smiled wryly and occasionally sneered at the Typhoon, because indeed from earlier he told only about the incident where Aisyah could land in his arms.

Even not infrequently also Typhoon ramps – if one day he can spend time with Aisyah.

I was also still confused by how I felt this, half my heart seemed unwilling if Aisyah was with others, but half my heart also felt happy when my friend had found her heart patch.

And without me realizing that my facial expression changed, which was still normal when I heard Typhoon babbling, now it became as if it wanted to eat humans when Typhoon established itself to establish a closer relationship with Aisyah.

“What is special about Aisyah anyway?”

Hogy asked the currently smiling Typhoon himself to imagine his relationship with Aisyah.

“Aisyah? He was sweet, friendly, cheerful, his voice was also soft, moreover when he smiled, his teeth appeared in the corner of the lips. Aaah sweet once.” Reply Typhoon who is still smiling as if his heart is now full of flowers that are blooming.

“Haish..yok ah home.”

I feel like my mood is getting worse every time Typhoon talks about Aisyah like that.

Before parting today, the three of us stopped by the uniform store to buy scout supplies that will be worn for tomorrow, and after that we split up to go home – each.

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This morning was too bright for my troubled heart, last night I could barely sleep thinking of my million reasons for not being able to accept Typhoon along with Aisyah, but all my reasons were absurd, so inevitably I keep learning to accept it.

“Good morning everyone, my name is Hisham and will be your group companion during the scout orientation period.”

A brief introduction from an upperclassman, during the group split this morning.

It's a little strange not to be in a group with Hogy and Typhoon, but at least this makes the atmosphere a little new to me and also a little suppress my disappointment with Typhoon.

“Good morning brother.” Compact answer this group, I just smile awkwardly when my – group mates look compact like this.

“Please help.”

My answer is different from this group and of course I immediately got the eye of all my group friends.

“Ok!! After this will come colleagues who will help me, and I hope you all can work well together, do not rowdy, follow the instructions of my colleagues.”

As soon as the order from Brother Hisham was completed, there was a big sister who came closer to our group, she walked very gracefully and adorned with her sweet smile that made a noise in our group.

“Uwwuuuu..”.

They cheered with excitement to see the older sister who became Hisham's colleague.

I was just silent to see him now in front of my line, there was a little relief, but more disappointment.

“Hai, my name is Aisyah Sarasvati, you can simply call me Aisyah or Icha. It's up to you guys, so during the scout orientation, please cooperate huh?”

A rowdy voice immediately filled our group, they were talking to each other right after Aisyah finished introducing herself to us.

I know they must be amazed by the beauty and elegance of Aisyah, which is what makes me feel disappointed in her, why should she accompany my group.

“Ok, we have introduced ourselves, then I want you to introduce each other to your group of friends, please go forward one by one and start introducing yourself, starting from the back right corner.” Hisyam's orders were immediately greeted enthusiastically by our group, who were probably only to seek attention with Aisyah.

I who have the highest body should be in the front right corner of this line, and of course I got the last order of this introduction.

“My name is Akbar Alimsyah, and I graduated from Junior High School 01.”

There was a sweet smile forming on Aisyah's lips as I advanced forward, and I purposely responded to that smile with just a flat look as if I didn't know her.

Brother Hisham began to explain to us, that we all come from different origins and backgrounds – different where we will all be a big family of Islamic High School Nusantara, the, no matter whether we will enter campus one or campus two, we all have to maintain this cohesiveness and togetherness.

The group will continue to exist until all scout events are completed, and disbanded at the end of the class division.

Hisyam's brother also began to form the arrangement of this group, and of course I did not want to be the leader of the group, he said, I just feel like I don't want to bother with all the burdens and responsibilities that the group leader will accept.

After everything was arranged, we began to get a provision in the form of scouting materials, and various skills that must be owned by every boy scout, not only line up, but including practicing public speaking, he said, and practice making a drag bar or emergency stretcher made of two scout sticks and a rope that will be useful for first aid in emergencies.

He explained, such as we are in the middle of the forest and there are friends who fainted, it will be easier to build it with the drag bar.

We also get material on how to survive in the wild just by using a dagger and a match.

Hearing all that, I felt that I had found an enlightenment and felt challenged to explore nature, I did have the equipment to climb the mountain, but that was never used in the wild at all, I just bought it all because it was suggested by a cousin who did have a hobby of exploring nature.

Now it was our turn to try to create our own drag bar, this ten-man group was split into two parts and we started making drag bars of each.

Right now my group is being supervised by Aisyah, and the other group is being supervised by Hisham.

I stood up and approached Aisyah, leaving behind those who were making drag bars.

“Kak Aisyah sarasvati right? I got a message to send greetings to my sister from Typhoon.”

I said in a cold tone when I told the lie, whereas Typhoon did not ask me to say hello to Aisyah, only I wanted to see her reaction when I said that.

“Thanks to Akbar for saying hello from Typhoon.”

His answer was indifferent but punctuated by a warm smile from him that made me unable to interpret all this.

Seeing my group mates having trouble making drag bars made me feel a little anxious, I immediately left Aisyah and started making drag bars.

I, who is a former scout activist in Junior High School, can easily make a sturdy drag bar with various rope knots.

It's just that the level of scout material in Junior High School is devoted to – children who are teenagers, while in High School the material is for teenagers who are growing up.

Seeing my group who managed to make a drag bar quickly and precisely, made Brother Hisham feel proud and told them to try the power of the drag bar.

Hisham told a man of sufficient stature to lie down on a drag bar, and told two others to try to lift him up.

[Buck!!] a loud voice rang out as they tried to lift the fat boy, but even though it was quite lush it turned out that he was quite agile and managed to jump a moment after the sound of cracks coming from one of the scout sticks.

“Bwahahaha.” We all laughed when we saw the fat boy jump off the drag bar with a pale face.

“The knot is all right and strong, only the bamboo quality is ugly, so it is not strong to hold the fat weight.” Speak brother Hisham

“Akbar, you teach your friends – friends to make a node earlier.”

Hearing the orders from Brother Hisham, they all immediately sat making a circle and I who was in the middle of it explained the procedure for making drag bars like that.

***

I walked towards Vivi's canteen after all today's materials were finished, I met Hogy in the school hallway leading to the canteen.

“Tumben alone, Which typhoon?”

“Where do I know, am I his mother? He was also not in the same group as me.”

“Hahaha, at most in the canteen.” Answer's short.

And sure enough an odd sight was seen in front of the canteen mbak vivi, we passed by a Typhoon that was walking away from the canteen and side by side with a woman.

“Eh gains, I nganterin kak Aisyah go home first yes, tar me back here again.”

“Do not go back here also do not what – is, after this I also want to go home.” Answer me in a cold tone.

“Hahaha, ok deh.” replied Typhoon from a distance and waved.

“Bar, coffee at my house?” take Hogy who seems to be aware of the change in my mood.

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Happy breaking the fast, it is recommended to break the fast with a sweet one, let alone wear dear 😍😁😁😁