Dreams of Devi

The BK Teacher Call

The exam for English subjects has been completed and continued with art lessons where the exam is in the form of making fine art. In addition to sports, art is also one of the subjects that I do not like. Surprisingly, the lesson I hated was liked by most of my friends.

During the two hours of lesson the teacher provides an opportunity for students to pour creativity in drawing. At the teacher's desk deliberately provided a teapot and cup. The teacher asks to draw according to the student's point of view.

The ambitious Nindi looked so interested this time. From the beginning he was very enthusiastic, even several times closer to the object of the picture in order to draw with detail. On the other hand, I was doubtful. How not, a few times I scratched pencils and that much I deleted them.

"Where, Dev, are you going to finish?" asked Nindi without seeing me.

"Already, here!"

"Astaghfiullah!" is that as bad as my picture?

"You don't want to make a better one, do you?" ask Nindi.

"Pengen, anyway, but I have absolutely no interest in drawing. Maybe I tried this better picture again," I said as I stared at the clock on the wall that showed the time to draw was only 20 minutes away.

"Will take a break soon, sure you want to make a new one?" Nindi also doubted my intentions.

"Yes, try first, dong." The paper that already contains the image I just torn. Nindi was not surprised.

I then took a ruler and made a rectangular frame as a picture divider. I took a deep breath and was determined to draw better. A few minutes later terbesit a sense of regret because it had thrown away the initial picture without careful consideration. Oh, what apes!

"Dev, go! Don't be dumb!"

Although with great difficulty, the image I created was completed on time. Don't ask how it turned out, which is obviously a little better than the original picture. Ah, finally passed also art subjects that are enough to make my artistic soul mind.

"Friends, who yesterday ordered herbs please be taken!" I said when the break came and there were no teachers in the class.

I have been selling in class for two days. Today was also my order. I also brought in in addition to an order for supplies if anyone was suddenly interested. Friends immediately stormed my stool.

"Eh, drink herbal medicine if eating traditional cakes is also suitable, nih. Who knows if there is interest, there are doughnuts, pastels, risol, bikang, the same molen banana. Who wants to come here, yeah. Take orders too!" yelled Alwi while joining me. Well, could-can my table be a yard sale.

Alwi is cool too. He could take advantage of the opportunity to sell with me. I don't know if today he's carrying his wares. As soon as the friends returned to their respective desks, I saw a cake in the Alwi basket that only had a few seeds left. Even with my watch, only four plastics remain.

"Funds are also, yes, selling in class. Symbiosis mutualism, isn't it?" alwi asked Nindi.

"Yes, too, anyway. You are lucky, friends are also lucky because there is no need to bother to the cafeteria," replied Nindi while enjoying the pudding deliberately given by Alwi. Fortunately I was also given, just be careful if not!

"Dev, is the clock still there?" ask Oliv.

"Still, here-here!" Oliv came up to me and seemed to choose which one he was going to take.

"You want to too, Ris?" ask Oliv to Risa.

For a moment I looked at the girl sitting in the corner of the classroom by the window. His gaze was very sharp to me, probably still upset because of the English repetition earlier. Shouldn't I be the one who's upset with him? Risa did not answer Oliv's question, she just threw away a look as if disdainfully accompanied by a sigh.

"Sorry, I'm not the same level of drink as that. My stomach can't just accept food or drink. Kan, I don't know yet hygenis nggaknya," replied Risa who certainly insulted me.

"If you don't want it," said Oliv slowly while giving the right money to me. Fortunately, Oliv did not respond to his friend.

"Eh, why are you guys quiet?" ask Alwi to me and Nindi.

"No papa, Al," I replied.

"I know, really, the real story. You're just a victim, aren't you, Dev? Risa is weird like that, not knowing thank you and manners," whispered Alwi inviting gossip.

"She's weird, she's brave with Nindi. Though he's the new resident of this class," I was reminded that Risa is the transfer child of the regular class.

"He dared to like that because my father was familiar with his father. I'm just afraid that he's not given the answer to keep getting angry and telling his father" explained Nindi.

"Oh, pantesans. But it was a form of cheating, Nin," I said.

"Not to be afraid, Nin. Later if he did not, I'm the same Devi ready to help you. At least the Risa who even scolded her parents." I nodded, agreeing with Alwi's words.

"Sstt .. He's going through." Nindi gestured for me and Alwi to stop talking about Risa. Just when I looked back, Risa was already near me.

"Eh, sorry." It seems that Risa deliberately nudged me, even though I did not block her path. Obviously I'm sitting in my chair.

"Yes, that's if the banana tree is given life. I have a heart but no heart. No feelings, it's been helped even song*ng!"

I didn't even think that Alwi could say that. Men can turn out to be more spicy mouth when satirizing. Well, maybe after this my life is not calm because it starts to have enemies. Oh, even though I also do not consider Risa as an enemy.

"Miss me?" Risa stared intently at Alwi.

"I'm not saying that you're fucking anymore. But if you feel like that means you are actually song*ng!" Alwi laughed and followed the other friends. Me and Nindi stared at each other, it seemed like Alwi was looking for a disease.

"Review, yes!" Risa pointed towards me, Alwi, and Nindi alternately. Horrified to have a model friend like this.

"I'm scared, guys, please, dong!" Risa stomped her feet, annoyed by Alwi's words. The girl then left the class.

The subject after the break is religion. The exam is not in the form of written test work, but the test because it is the whole student in the class is Muslim.

"Alwi same Nindi got a call from Miss Irma!"

I'm surprised, Anton, the kid from the side class came to my class. He made a pretty scary announcement. I don't know why that BK teacher called me along with Alwi. What because Risa did not accept, then she made a report to Ms Irma?

"Yeah, yuk, Dev. We should not be afraid, nor should our people be completely wrong!"

I followed Alwi, he looked so relaxed.