Dandelion Dusk

Zelin Adistis

Arka was leaning her body against the wall while waiting for today's lesson to begin. He sat on the back bench with his three friends.

"Eh I'm horrified there's a new kid in the next class" said the blond-haired guy.

"It is also geeky."

"What girl is a guy?" ask Rozi.

"Girl is the gebleg" as he shakes Rozi's head from back to front. "You guys say I'm gosipin."

That's the curse of a man when he's gossiping. They never had any problems with girls. A man, but his mouth is really soft!

Lanyahs? It's Javanese ya gaess. Means fluent. wkk

"WOII Bu Ruri's not coming in! We're free!" a student shouted into the class.

"There's no duty, right?" ask the female student.

"Get me down to page 20, on the ming-cumpulin." before finishing his speech there was already a boisterous sound from inside the classroom.

"That's not free dodol!!" rozi Umpat.

"Heh, I'm talking belom done!" he paused his sentence and then said again, "I mean, his job is in kumpulin next week."

"Chat dong!" chirps Irga.

"Well, I was also talking lethargic" said the student sewot and then sat on his stool.

Classes do not look conducive. Everyone is busy with their own activities. Some sleep in the corner of the class, play games, sing-sings are not clear, some do the task, until someone goes to the library either to sleep or read a book. Until someone screams in the woods.

"OJIS! FLIP MY HAIRPIN!!" shouted the schoolgirls who were chasing after Oji.

"What the hell lo?! Suudzon. I don't know where your hairpin is."

"You are the one who cheated! Ngaku!" the student was getting upset.

"Hey Benben, really elo likes this fierce girl cake Nita!" said Oji while pointing at Nita.

"Elo who likes it!" reply Beni.

Oji immediately straightened his body, "No. That I was in KDRT-in every day" he said, shuddering in horror.

"Oath to you, really! Where's my hairpin?", it feels like his frustration with Oji is already on the tip of the head and almost exploding.

While the person being talked to is even fun to sit in a chair while playing his phone. Nita's face had already turned red from enduring her frustration.

Nita, who could not stand Oji's behavior, immediately took a swing to break the table.

Brak!!

"Eh chicken chicken!" talk to someone who sits behind Oji."

"Where is this, balikin!" while raising his hand.

"Sabar Oji is patient, patient people are dear to mother." said Oji while holding his chest.

"Aggressive really lo, elo tuh human what a chicken kate. My herman." he said again while shaking his head.

"Ran Oji wonder!" Rozi.

"Oh, have you changed?" said Oji sok polo.

"Nih lo hairpin, ugly kek gini aja mulu sought" said Oji and returned the hairpin belonging to Nita.

Nita immediately picked up her hairpin without saying anything and went straight to her stool with an annoyed face.

***

While in class XII IPA 3, learning takes place as usual. A teacher explains the lesson well.

Someone was walking quickly to get to his class. Arriving at the door of his class, he immediately knocked on the door.

Everyone's eyes turned towards the door, a short-haired woman hurriedly entered the classroom.

"Excuse me buk.." he said politely.

"Let's go in, son, you're the new kid, right?" ask the teacher.

He nodded his head and entered the classroom.

"Please introduce your name" said the teacher.

"Haii, I'm Zelin Adisti moving from Jogja. I hope we can make good friends" he said kindly.

"Call it baby?"

"That sweet bett."

"Zelin Zelin has a boyfriend? I am the same as Yukk"

"Huuuu." shouted the student in the classroom.

This is the question that children ask in class.

"Now you can sit down. Flowers raise your hand." The teacher interrupts to be quiet. The one named Bunga raised his hand.

"Thank you mom.." Adis immediately headed to his seat.

"Hi I am a Flower" said Bunga extending his hand towards Adis.

"Zelin." he welcomed the helping hand.

"Okay kids, today's lesson we end up here first. Now you can continue the next lesson, assalamu'alaikum." said the teacher and left the class after the bell rang.

***

Adis just came out of the bathroom. He was tying his hair with rubber and saw the reflection of his face in the mirror. She was already complete with her sportswear.

Flowers also just came out of the bathroom booth next to Adis.

"Zelin wait for me dong!"

"Okay, we're already this late" said Adis hastily.

"Bentar dong." reply Flowers.

Fennel folded his uniform and put it in a black tote bag.

They immediately ran out of the bathroom and headed to class to put their uniforms under the bench.

Adis and Flowers walked hurriedly in the corridor. In the opposite direction was Bu Ranti who walked by carrying a pile of books.

When they cross paths, "Zelin please take this yes to the same teacher's room Flower. I've been waiting for Mr. Kepsek about it." said Mr. Ranti looked hasty.

"Yes, Mom." said Adis while receiving the books from the hands of Bu Ranti.

"Thank you, I stay first" said Ms. Ranti and soon left the corridor.

"We will be looking for Mr. Prapto" said Adis walking towards the teacher's room.

"Eh wait for me"

They entered the teacher's room politely. Confused about finding Bu Ranti's seat, they finally decided to ask the teacher.

"Sorry, excuse me Mom. Where's Miss Ranti's desk?" ask Adis politely.

"Oh that's there." replied the teacher, pointing to the corner of the table.

"Thank you Mom" said Bunga. Only in reply to the nod of the head by the teacher because he was still busy writing in his book.

After putting the book, Adis pulled the hands of Bunga and now the two women headed to the basketball ring where Pak Prapto sat and gave directions.

Adis's forehead shriveled thinly to see the class XII IPA 2 children sitting next to the children of his class. Because only Adis class is XII IPA 3 which should be sports today, it seems there are other classes that I joined.

"Sorry sir, we're late!" The flowers were dull when he and Adis were already near Pak Prapto. All eyes looked at the two women. But there was one person who did not notice them, he was instead busy drowning his face in the knees that he was bending.

"Why are you late?" ask Mr. Prapto who is still busy writing in a class journal book.

"Eh Nweng Zelin, where are you going?"

"Neng Bunga more cute aja wear sports clothes."

"That's the new kid."

"Beautiful as well, but still look forward to me." said the student with songong.

"Hidih pede very mbak!"

The two women simply lowered their heads when they heard whispers from classmates or from IPA 2 children.

Adis raised his gaze, "Sorry sir, it was fitting to go to the field we are told to help Bu Ranti bring books to the teacher's room first." Adis explained politely.

The blue-hated teacher closed the journal.

"You two run first. Warming up the field for five times." Pak Prapto sent Adia and Bunga.

He also appealed to others to stand up because there will be a Squad Jump and Push Up assessment.

"That sound is why it is not foreign." muttered Arka immediately stood up following his friends.