Dream Scratches

02. Disturb

Shining mentari. Birds chirping merrily. Flowers bloom and green grass is very cool to look at. The sky looked bright with a hint of clouds painted there. All that is enough to describe how beautiful the morning atmosphere is. Only a few people get up and enjoy it. While others still do not want to take off the warmth of the blanket.

Whereas in a small simple rented house with a few objects arranged, adding a minimalist impression for anyone who visits. The house consists of a bedroom, bathroom, and for the kitchen, dining room, as well as the living room into one room. Although the three places become one but the room does not look narrow it tends to be wide because there are not many objects there.

Clamps!

The door of the room opens showing Dina who is already wearing her school uniform.

A white shirt with a grey vest wrapped in a black alma mater matches a skirt, shoes, and belt. Do not forget the red tie that draped in his collar and white socks that enveloped to below the knee. Her long hair was shredded as usual with the child's hair and bangs framing her round face.

Dina walked to the dinner table and sat down to enjoy the breakfast she made. A plate of fried rice and a glass of water. As a student who lives in rented certainly he needs to save money but that does not mean he does not pay attention to all his needs. For Dina, save it when you can distinguish your wants and needs and prioritize the things that are needed and important of course.

After all, Dina is also not happy with the family in the village who has given monthly money to survive in the city for education. So right now they are fighting together, don't be wasted with temporary pleasures. That's what's embedded in Dina's head.

After finishing breakfast, Dina left school after locking the door of her house.

While putting both hands into the pocket of the skirt, Dina stepped casually. The distance from home to school Dina is indeed close so she is always on foot. It was still early morning, only a handful of people passed by.

"Dina!" greet the middle-aged woman who was sweeping in front of her shop.

Dina smiled back at the lady's hospitality and nodded her head once. That is the response he gave if there are people who say hello.

Shop after shop he passed by while observing it even though most were not open yet. Here only vegetable and fruit stores are diligent considering the material has always been the target of women, especially housewives. This is not a big city so it is only natural that there are some things that might remind us of village life.

Oho! There is a shop that has not been called. Bookshop. Usually when Dina left the store was already open then she would stop and briefly see some books on display from the storefront, as it is today. His eyes were rolling staring one by one at the book there. I don't know why he likes to see books here. Until his gaze fell on a brochure that was stuck behind the display case.

'Combats make comics, ' read Dina in your heart.

Below the title are some examples of comic books with an interesting look. Dina saw. His eyes were wide open with raised eyebrows and a small smile rose there. He subconsciously approached and touched the window that became the bulkhead between Dina and the brochure. But suddenly he shook his head slowly while closing his eyes and reflexes away then Dina left to continue the journey.

'No! You should focus on your goal Dina!' he looked straight ahead.

Dina sped up the pace to get to school immediately and shifted her mind.

It took about 15 minutes for Dina to arrive at school. For now, he doesn't want to go straight to class. It will be as crowded as yesterday. Know why? Because there are chemical tasks to be collected and another unlucky thing is Bu Lili exchanging hours of lessons with English maples. He said he would have business later at noon then from the chemical clock changed to the first hour. How did Dina know? Last morning after waking up Dina checked the class group message and shortly afterwards Bu Lili told it in the group.

At that time many were still offline so there was no response. Maybe when they have read one class will be excited then complain in the other class group and continue in the real class. Dina already anticipates if hundreds of messages will enter so he has turned off mobile data so there is no notification.

Now the destination is the library. A place always full of tranquility. He read a chemistry book. This is what it is called while diving drinking water. Hiding can learn. Aren't you?

In front of the doorway, Dina pushed and entered. There's hardly anyone here. There were only the library attendants and a few students who were majority upperclassmen. The shelf that read 'Chemistry' was targeted by Dina. Take a title that matches the material and then sit on an empty bench.

He opened sheet by sheet. Be met. Materials already exist now live 'processing' in order to be 'eaten' easily. Dina took out a pen and notebook from the bag.

Bruk!

The sound of a book placed right beside him. Dina did not turn her head and remained focused with the letters in front of her. He also did not want to know who was sitting next to him, as long as not disturbing it was enough for Dina. Then he wrote a series of chemical reactions that would be understood. While writing Dina felt the person on her right side was looking towards her. Without stopping Dina's hand glanced at the person.

'Ooh.. She turned.'

That's Sera. He slightly leaned his body to the left glancing at Dina's writing. Maybe Sera was curious about how to learn. Dina has no problem with that, but she doesn't like Sera's behavior. Makes him angry and upset. He wanted to drive Sera away but Dina knew it would only be a problem.

Something won't be a problem if it's not in question.

Dina tried to ignore Sera hoping that she would soon go away on her own. Again reality did not match expectations. Regardless of being aware or not, Sera was getting closer and looking more blatantly. Dina's pen grip strengthened. This is very disturbing. Face's bent. She closed the book hard. He deliberately made a sound to slightly show his annoyance. Sera hurriedly walked away and pretended to read the book.

Dina returned the books on her shelf and decided to go to class. After all, he has recorded some formulas so that they can be learned in class.

Calming yourself with positive thinking often works.

In class.

Still crowded. As expected, everyone was busy doing the task.

Dina sat quietly. Back out the pen and notebook. The fingers move to form a pattern. Trying to concentrate in the middle of an ear-piercing sound. The left hand is used to support the head, sometimes the right hand plays a pen when thinking.

'Hm. so it is.'

Thinking of adjusting the understanding, Dina wrote the conclusion. But suddenly he stopped. Again someone looked at him.

'Definitely him again!'

And true. Sera stood beside behind him while looking at Dina's work. It broke his mood this morning. Dina sighed and put her stationery into the drawer as originally even impressed throw. Sera also stayed away.

'yeah! It sucks!!'

If she really wanted to study together, Dina did not mind. Sera can say it and she will agree as long as she is not busy. We never know what other people think.

Dina sighed trying to dampen the emotions. Just a small matter.

"Guy! The value of our physics replicates yesterday has come out" Ken as the head of the XI-B class said.

"How much am I worth?"

"Know ah! Positive remidi."

"Bodo very! I don't like physics."

That's their response. Then Ken distributed the answer sheet according to the name listed. Starting from the absence of one, eight, Calista, Dina, Gibran, and so on.

"Sera," he muttered as he handed Sera the sheet.

"Eh uh! Ken!" The name turned around.

"What?"

"Pulse... What is Dina's value?" ask Sera in a slow tone.

Ken shrugged and said, "I don't know! I don't see the value of that."

"Oh. yeah."

Ken could see the face of disappointment. But he did not think much because it was not his business and then returned to his activities.

Secretly Sera looked at Dina who was also looking at the replays. This is an opportunity for him. Sera walked backwards through the middle lane then turned to the track where Dina bench can be passed there. It seems that rather than its own value Sera is more curious about the value of Dina.

"What's the kid?" tanya Rendi looked at Sera's gelagat in the back.

"Maybe want to see Dina's value" Calista guessed.

"Kok you know?" Gibran.

"You guys aren't horrified? He asked Ken about Dina's worth. But Ken doesn't know."

"Then anyway? When talking? How I didn't see!"

"Lu look at it while crashing, obviously don't look!" sahut Gibran origin.

"Eh! You're not fooling Bambang, either?!"

"Come here! This is now I see you."

"Or ah! So before I got your tea like you."

Calista just turned the eyeball without wanting to be a mediator.

Ignore Rendi and Gibran. Back to topic. Sera walked slowly and stopped exactly in the position as before. He tiptoed slightly as it was blocked by Dina's back. Still not seen. This time he tiptoed higher and leaned his body forward.

"92."

'Eh?!'

Sera almost fell down if only her hand did not reach Dina's table. Their eyes meet. Sera confirmed his stand facing Dina who was still staring.

"92."

Sera raised an eyebrow hearing him.

"My grade is 92" Dina repeated for the third time.

"Huh?" It turns out Sera is still loading.

"You want to know my grades, don't you?"

Connected. Sera just realized her action was known by Dina. It feels so shameful. Although no one was paying attention to them, it was still more embarrassing to be caught by his side directly than anyone else.

"aa... S-congratulations! Good grades!" And without saying any more Sera went straight to her seat.

'I thought he'd be upset and hostile to me. But this is better, Dina's inner.

"Oh yeah Guys! I heard from the teacher's office later this class will have a new student."

'Murid relocate?'

Ken's announcement caught the attention of the entire class. Curious and lots of questions in their heads. Can't wait, they ask Ken. And the class commotion.

'Wholesome. It won't affect anything, ' thought Dina.

However, there are times when what we predict does not correspond to the future.