Dilan Picisan's

first poem

It didn't feel like three months went by so quickly. UTS for odd semester in a minute. And that means that in a few months the 11th graders will change their status to 12th grade seniors.

Dikantin.

"Lad. Shrimp dong ngambeknya," Bobby misuh misuh not koruan while pensively on Miara. I don't respond at all.

"Don't forgive Ra. Land crocodile like Bobby mending in a breakup," stove Dilan.

Bobby glared sharply. Then back to being a sweet child in front of his lover.

"Come dong break up! I don't like to see you guys get along," Bobby swears to hear Karrel even heat up.

Indeed, Karrel was already familiar with Dilan's friends except Iyan. For almost a semester Karrel relentlessly urged Iyan to tell him what he wanted to hear.

With Dilan. The girl still didn't talk to her half-sister. Although sometimes he was forced to one table or one group with Iyan. Still, even if you don't want to talk, even assume that Iyan is not around.

Just like now. Both Karrel and Dilan did not consider Iyan to be among them. Other friends also seem to understand what Dilan wants so they do not invite Iyan to talk even though they feel sorry for the guy. But they prefer to keep the feelings of Dilan. Iyan himself only listened to what his friend was talking about afraid to respond and ended up getting annoyed with him. Especially the problem with Karrel is only Dilan who knows, others do not know about it in an Karrel.

"Angyr. Karrel, how come you're getting here, you're getting better?" swear Bobby.

"Dilan who taught," Karrel replied casually while shuffling Dilan's black mane which was braided by two more today.

Dilan brushed off Karrel's hand on his head violently. "Don't be damned anying,"

"Gue see Lo both getting stickier," said Aruk teasing Dilan.

"Snurvy!" dilan Ompat.

"Now speaking of unclean, tomorrow we cry right after Karrel," ledek Aruk.

"What the hell. Karrel is the best friend. Is it Rails?" Karrel nodded in agreement.

It's better to be Dilan's friend. Because instead of hurting her like Bara's asshole, she would rather be the place where Dilan shares her pain. Ekhem could all time mode he lent his shoulder to Dilan.

"It's the best friend who likes to share my wallet" Karrel joked.

Dilan. "So not sincere?" upset Dilan.

There was indeed a good deal to accept Karrel's friend offer. The pocket money is never reduced by one rupiah if at school. Another one outside.

"Ikhlas. As long as you want to be my life partner," Karrel's god raised his eyebrows. But still with its cold characteristics.

An annoyed Dilan hit the guy's head.

His friend who saw Dilan and Karrel's interaction just chuckled. They could clearly see Karrel's sparkling eyes staring at Dilan. But it is Dilan who is not sensitive.

"Eh, btw. If you graduate, where will everyone go? So you want a future like what?" exclaimed Miara suddenly did not care about Bobby who continued to play the little fingers of the girl while persuading Miara.

Everyone turned to Miara and thought.

"Ck, it's still over a year Ra. Buru really thought about the future" said Karrel with his cold face.

"I'm up to which campus. The important thing is that I will major in Indonesian literature. I want to be a writer, especially in the field of poetry," said Dilan propped up his chin imagining how his future will be.

"Not married Bara? I guess Lo abis passed directly married ama tuh son," ledek Bobby while chuckling a second then grimaced because pinched Miara.

"Married mate, Lo said cave cat!" dilan Protest. "But Lo's idea could be, too,"

Karrel rolled his eyes. "Learn first the real thing. If you are serious about Lo's mind, pursue another thought first," said Karrel.

"Yes yes, the best friend" said Dilan while stroking Karrel's head.

"I want to graduate quickly and immediately continue the marriage proposal Mia, have children who live a lot of happy lives forever. Isn't it beb?" Miara turned her face even though she was holding back a smile hearing Bobby's guyonan.

"Gue really did not want ortu aja, males thought me," said Aruk relaxed.

"Gue wants to major in the arts, but I don't think he can. Bokap do not like to see me cook," said Theo sigh resignedly.

"I want to be a famous artist!" peekik Tia who knows where it came from.

"ASTAGFIRULLLAH! You ngagetin anjir," said Dilan. Tia is very sad.

"Hehe, sorry," Tia's great-grandson raised two of her fingers.

"Tumben Lo isn't with partner Lo?" miarah asked half annoyed.

"Let's find her prey. Jojo's brother wants to be in the same boat as Nabil. Advise me first," annoyed Tia and then sat her butt on the empty bench next to Theo.

"Hahaha, where were you yesterday?" ask Dilan.

"Which one? There was no feeling" asked Tia back.

"Ituloh I was told Mia he said Lo again deket same son Jaya yes. Mia said her son resembled Dominik Sadoch," explained Dilan.

"Ck, what the hell. Not my type!" tia sarcasm.

Miara and Dilan blinked in disbelief. Tia the queen bee Garuda Bangsa whose eyes like blue if the cogan look suddenly turned sour and was not interested in the handsome guy from Jaya High School. Daebak!

"Lo finally Tia's treatment" said Dilan sok terjaru.

"Why is it the same.-who is his name? What cells anyway? Forgot me," asked Miara thought hard.

"Axel," cried Karrel.

"ah! Yes Axel, why? Tumben Lo choose, usually also chilli Lo," hardik Miara.

"Ck, don't talk about it!" annoyed Tia glanced towards Theo.

"Gue's back in class first" Theo said.

"Lo is there a problem Ti ama Theo? The feeling was just a normal child," Bobby wondered.

"Kepo Lo!" pekik Tia while following Theo.

All just looking at it does not understand what the problem is between Tia, Theo and the guy named Axel. They put their shoulders and then continued eating.

________

"Rel! That's the top oon! Ck, not that one! The red cover! Well yes yes! Ambilin spout!!" Karrel only snorted resignedly to obey Dilan's orders to take the book that was on a fairly high shelf.

"Makanya grow up not to the side," ledek Karrel while putting the book in his hand on the head of Dilan.

"Ck, I'm not short. It's just a height shelf," elak Dilan.

"People just to my chest doang," ledek Karrel again then measure the height of Dilan which is only limited to his chest.

"Lo is just a height," annoyed Dilan stepped towards the empty table.

They were both in the school library.

"Gue told me I don't like poetry the most" Karrel said.

"Don't be so hard. Ms. Maya herself asked me to teach you how to read the correct poem,"

Yep. Dilan was asked by Bu Maya, an Indonesian teacher, to teach Karrel how to read and express poetry properly. Because of what the teacher was overwhelmed with Karrel who was like a stone if told to read poetry. If not the plus value promised by the teacher, Dilan is very lazy to become an impromptu teacher like this. Where's Karrel's student again, the guy who doesn't like poetry the most. Since the beginning of Dilan about Karrel the guy always berated Dilan poetry. Even until now.

"Why Lo yain bego. You know, I'm not interested in that,"

"Yes because my grades want to be good also gobs," furious Dilan.

"Ck, I can just buy the value of the teacher for you if you want,"

"Don't show off your wealth, yeah,"

"The rich man,"

"Read!" dilan's orders are absolute.

Inevitably Karrel bowed to a book of poetry that made him want to vomit. Love poems like this. Karrel sighed then read the poem entitled I Want by Sapardi Djoko Damono - without expression and tone that - euh not really.

"I want to love you simply, simply,

in a word that wood cannot speak to fire that makes it ash.

I want to love you simply, though,

with a signal that no cloud can deliver to the rain that renders it dead."

Karrel goosebumps amused himself reading the love poem."I swear very amused Lan,"

Karrel grimaced as Dilan hit his upper arm hard.

"Lo read the love poems of the girly! Expressions ama intonation Lo kayak want to eat people tau no!" upset Dilan.

"I told you I couldn't,"

"Why can't you try Karrel!"

"Why can I not like the poetry of Dilan!"

Dilan let out a long sigh, neutralizing the almost bursting emotions.

"Now I ask why do you hate poetry? Poetry doesn't eat people Rel,"

"There's no particular reason I just don't know and don't want to know how to read it,"

Dilan squinted suspicious eyes.

"Honestly no!" dilan urged.

"Huft... actually I used to learn the same way Mike how to read poetry, just emang guenya who immediately amused himself do not know why," explained Karrel.

"Mike likes poetry too?" Karrel nodded.

"Yes. He even took part in the same poetry Olympiad every time he was there,"

"Wheel?" lirih Dilan's. A second later his eyes were round. "LEONEL MIKE AREKSA ISN'T HE?!" Pekik Dilan's.

Karrel nodded. "Kok Lo can tell?"

"Angyr. He's my rival. Every time there is a poetry race I must have met him, my value am Mike also a little difference doang. But I still won,"

"Oh," Karrel's parrot.

Dilan put on a shitty smirk making Karrel shudder in horror.

"So that guy who keeps saying Mike Cute. Just because Mike is smarter about his feelings in poetry than elo,"

"W-who said I was like a gi-tu," elak Karrel nervously.

"Mike himself said it when you go"

"It doesn't need to be continued!" cut Karrel.

Karrel grunted it turns out his late best friend was once ngegosipin Karrel behind him. And Dilan is his gossip friend.

"Nah now I want Lo know actually Mike who likes poetry is not funny," said Dilan. "Obspect my expression, the same intonation as my gesture if I bacain poetry!"

Dilan began to recite the poem without reading it.

Karrel was really watching Dilan. No. gabe. He just looked at Dilan who kept making a beautiful tone of voice while carrying the poem.

Karrel. Stunned. And the severity as if there is a slow motion effect when Dilan's lips talk.

The vow. Karrel wanted to stop looking at Dilan lovingly but his eyes and heart were not in line with his mind. Karrel fell increasingly on this girl of poetry.

"Well, that's Rail" said Dilan after completion.

But Karrel was still under his consciousness. Dilan moved his hand in front of the man's face but there was no response. Because upset Dilan nudged the seamless eel of Karrel.

"Okay," versus Karrel.

"Do you know what this poem is?" Karrel puts his shoulders on where he knows.

Dilan. "So it's about someone who's in love but can't have her heart. The implied intent of 'the word that wood cannot speak to fire that makes it ash and the signal that the cloud cannot deliver to the rain that renders it non-existent'  that is even though we already or want to express our feelings with that person but everything is in vain because he already belongs to someone else. This poem is very simple but also full of meaning and is famous among young people, especially for the broken heart," explained Dilan ended the oddity.

Karrel listened well to the meaning contained in the poem that Dilan said.

"I feel that poem just like I do. In vain if I talk to Dilan about my feelings because he already belongs to Bara. Ngenes really," inner Karrel.

"Now I give you a task. Make a poem with the feeling of Lo now," said Dilan.

"What I don't know," cengo Karrel.

"First Lo can be different, where the theme poetry of struggle, where heroes, love each other,"

"Ck, if that's me too,"

"How do you feel now?"

Karrel's forehead shrivels. "Feelings?"

"Yes like this, Lo again fell in love with someone or Lo again heartbroken. Well Lo Expression it through writing that mingle and rhyming beautifully. Do you understand?"

"Care the feeling?" Karrel mangosteen-mangut head thought of Dilan's words. "Ok, I'm going to do my first poem with the feeling I'm making now Lo,"

"Lo's feeling for me?"