Chandanas

Section 10

The scorching sunlight penetrated the blemishes of the 11th class Ipa 3 window, adding to the heat of the classroom atmosphere which has been tense since some time ago due to the announcement of a repeat of the end of the semester that was suddenly advanced. Protest after protest has been put forward by some students but no one has been able to change the school's decision. As a result, they can only accept and prepare themselves to be able to run the exam well and smoothly.

Unlike other students who are busy feeling worried about the progress of UAS, Roka is actually cool to play games on her phone without paying attention to the announcement at all. "Eh, you'll have futsal practice, right?" Roka elbowed the arm of Kiran who was busy reading next to her.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Ntar if futsal kids macem-macem directly call me. Don't be so smart about loading them alone!" Roka resumed her words while glancing at Kiran, then looked back at her phone screen.

"okay."

Roka bit her lower lip when she suddenly saw the enemy coming out from behind the bush, causing her to die of being shot. "Buseeettttt, this guy what jin si suddenly nongol keep saying rich fart!" Pekik Roka who suddenly made the whole class pay attention to him because the class situation was in a state of silence.

Kiran who initially focused on paying attention to the book in front of her also turned to look at the bumbling face of Roka who was mistaken because he was the center of attention throughout the class. "Heheh, what the hell are you on. Study sono, next week UAS." Roka scratched her nape while chuckling to neutralize the embarrassment.

It did not wait long until the bell home from school was heard through a loudspeaker in the front left corner of their class. Kiran cleaned all the stationery and books while fixing her uniform to look neat again. "Tomorrow to go home from school I want to meet Chandana." said Kiran suddenly.

Roka who was ready to come out of the classroom was surprised instead of playing, her eyes glared perfectly hearing the absurd sentence that Kiran had just said. "Huh?! Seriously lo? How can?"

Kiran gave a small smile, the shame re-emerged within her, but she immediately shook off all those feelings and put on her usual flat facial expression. "Yesterday chat after the ceremony. Come on, I want futsal practice."

Roka smiled gleefully, she gave a small shoulder to Kiran while continuing to tease her best friend. "Prophet. What does he want to meet? Ngaku!"

"Dih, paan si lo." Kiran tried to refrain from smiling as she quickly left the classroom. But apparently Roka did not stop there, he followed Kiran from behind while continuing to tease Kiran with questions that made Kiran feel embarrassed. This continued as the two ran in the corridor while throwing insults at each other. But behind all that, Roka felt so happy, because in the end the iceberg that Kiran had been building to limit herself to the world slowly began to melt.

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Kiran rubbed the sweat droplets gathered on her chin and then ran back to rub the round skin. A dozen times he managed to trick the opposing defender to successfully score three goals in their training that afternoon. Although at first Kiran had felt worried, but he should be relieved because all futsal team members welcomed him with a friendly and happy. He was treated well by all team members, even he felt familiar with them just by joining the training twice.

A loud voice echoed across the field as Edy blew a whistle marking the end of their practice that afternoon. Kiran adjusts her breath while walking in tandem with Bayu teammate to head to the edge of the field. After everyone had gathered, they sat in a circle with legs to listen to the evaluation Edy would give for their training this afternoon.

"Gaes, today's training was good. The red team defender is more concerned again yes, keep the red team goalkeeper is also more focused lo bro. Kiran mantul game lo smooth, not wrong we choose lo. Overall, the blue team lacks just on the left wing. Evaluation yesterday the same today I will give the coach, an announcement for the first team most recently out on Saturday or Sunday. Keep up the passion!" Edy explained everything he needed to convey firmly and briefly so that his friends could immediately return to their homes and rest. "Let's go tos before disbanding." Continue Edy while inviting his friends to stand up again.

"Futsal Coconut Shoots!...."

"Bantul seger mantle!" Call on the whole team at the same time.

After finishing their tos, Kiran gave a small smile as she greeted the rest of her team. Today was a pretty good day for Kiran. In addition to the futsal practice that went well in line with expectations, this morning he also managed to chat with Chandana even though there were not many things they talked about. At least Kiran should feel relieved because it turns out Chandana did not forget their first meeting.

Kiran grabbed her bag and then took a bottle of drink from inside, she sipped water in the bottle until only 1/3 of the remaining part then put the bottle back in the bag. He was about to leave the futsal field area when Edy suddenly patted his shoulder.

"Ran, I'm with Rendi there's another problem with you. Is it really?" Edy walked slowly to line Kiran's fingers.

Without trying to hide anything, Kiran decided to tell Edy the truth. "Yes. I see him bothering people, I help him. Only the wealth of the Rendi does not accept."

Edy rubbed his face with a small towel while nodding to the story Kiran told. "I guessed it anyway. He misses your story. He said you'd like to call her a girl again." Edy said while observing the look on Kiran's face that seemed not to care at all about what he said.

"Gue didn't care how he wanted to either. I don't feel wrong. Even if it's the girl's guy, why did I meet them and it was a scared half-dead girl?" Kiran again continued her steps towards the parking lot, while Edy followed her from behind.

"He is so, Ran. The girl of Bayu is the same girl I used to be too. But the difference is our boyfriend wants to be the same as Rendi. That's a fucking kid." Edy squeezed the towel in his hand until it was no longer shaped. An upset and a memory of how betrayal Rendi gave her made Edy's emotions rise instantly.

"Yes. It's hard to deal with him again. If he doesn't start, we're just gonna get tired of ourselves." Kiran stopped and looked back. He patted Edy on the shoulder while trying to dampen his emotions.

"Okedeh. I'm just as lazy as that person. Bodo is very. You're backlog, it's getting dark." With emotions still a little high, Edy reminded Kiran to go home soon before it gets dark.

Kiran nodded lightly. "Gue first." he said as he walked quickly to the parking lot.

The second thing that Kiran still has not found the answer is the certainty of whether Chandana who borrowed the book in the school library is the same person as Chandana who donated her book to the public library. Kiran believes that if it is true that he is the same Chandana, it will be easier for Kiran to find a topic of conversation. Although he was not sure what he should discuss, but at least Kiran could feel a little calm because of it.

Upon arriving home, Kiran rushes to clean up and then goes downstairs to dinner. At the dinner table there is only the mother and sister while her father must be still busy working. "Sir, there will soon be a futsal match. Wanna watch?" Kiran rubbed Arda's head which was still busy chewing the food in her mouth.

After swallowing her food, Arda screamed happily. "Widihhh, definitely Bang! Why kapaannn? Mama, mama Temenin Arda watch ya?" Eagerly, little Arda asked that the mother would take him to see the match of the brother.

With a smile, the mother stroked the top of Arda's head. "Yes, honey. Mama must've taken Arda to see sister's match."

"Yey." Arda smiled happily while looking for the location of the spoon in front of him, after getting it Arda then feed the rice into his mouth.

"Eat slowly. The game is still next month." Kiran smiled faintly because she had managed to please her sister. But still, whenever Kiran saw her sister, she always and always felt sad and guilty. As a brother, he was not good enough for his brother.

Arda is blinded after his family's former driver commits a robbery in their stately home. Kiran did not understand why his driver could do such a thing because for a dozen years working in their home, the driver he knew as a good, friendly, and polite figure. Even if he really needs money, his parents will not hesitate to provide help because the driver has been very trusted by his family. But whatever the reason behind his cruel actions, Kiran still felt disappointed and angry at the figure he had once considered as the uncle. Nothing could justify the horrific acts he committed on Arda, who was then three years old.

To be honest, both of Kiran's parents could have immediately performed a transplant operation on their youngest son, but Arda's age is still very young. Finding the right donor is not easy either. Therefore Arda must be patient again until his age is a little more mature so that the transplant surgery he will undergo will not endanger the safety of Arda himself.

After finishing his dinner, Kiran went to the kitchen to put down the dirty dishes. She saw her mother washing dishes and other cooking utensils. "Ma, let Kiran wash. Try it." Kiran suddenly said.

"Okay, you're a tumben-tumbenan. No need, let Mama aja," replied the mother who then snatched the dirty plate from Kiran's hand.

After his intention failed, Kiran decided to sit in the pantry seat located not far from the position of the mother. "Ma, if suddenly the heart is pounding why is it?" Kiran decides to chat with her mother, trying to dig out a more concrete answer to all the weirdness she felt during her encounter with Chandana.

"Huh? Heart beating? What are you sick with? After taking what medicine? Tell Mama!" Instead of getting a positive response, Kiran actually got a question from her mother who immediately threw away the plate in her hand after hearing Kiran's words.

It's only natural. During this time Kiran tends to rarely discuss her personal problems with the mother. Kiran prefers to talk about her sister or something else. But somehow now the courage began to appear in Kiran. The courage to tell and tell what he feels for others.

"Dih, Mama what the hell. Not heart palpitations disease, but heart palpitations when you meet people," said Kiran while playing an apple he picked from a fruit bowl not far from him.

The expression of Kiran's mother who was originally serious changed sumringah, a wide smile expanding on her youthful face. "Iiihhhh, sister has a crush on someone huh? Whoaa? Finally after all this time you can have a crush on people too. The story of Mama."

Seeing the mother's overreaction made Kiran regret her decision to ask her opinion. But what can be done, inevitably now Kiran must tell everything because she does not want to disappoint her mother who now looks so passionate and excited waiting for her to tell stories.

"How did Ma. Only if Kiran saw his face, Kiran's heart was pounding. If he looks into Kiran's eyes, time seems to slow down and Kiran can't feel around. If Kiran's friend teases Kiran about her, Kiran's cheeks are hot. If Kiran talks to him, this mind feels empty do not know what to say. Strange, isn't it Ma?" kiran was long.

Kiran's mother observed Kiran's face as the son told her. He was well aware that although his son showed a flat expression as usual, the more his eldest son explained, the more reddened his cheeks became. "It's not strange, honey. That's his name Kiran again likes someone. Mama is happy you finally can open your heart, you also start smiling often lately. Who's the girl? Mama wants to thank me."

Kiran looked at her mother's soft face after finishing her sentence. It was true that this was the first time Kiran had talked about her personal matters with her mother. Unknowingly, Kiran developed a smile on her lips. "Kiran will soon bring her to this house."

"Yeah, Mama's son is gedee now." The mother chuckled after hearing the sentence her son had just said.

Kiran who felt unconscious with his sentence just returned to curse himself because again he said nonsense words.

Shit, this damn mouth is acting up again.

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