Dreams of Devi

Apples Routine

An odd semester in ninth grade has been passed for a week. Some lessons have been effective since the end of seventh grade MPLS activities. There is joy and sadness. Happy because there is no longer a sense of futility to go to school and sad because sometimes have to meet lessons whose material cannot be digested by the brain. Even more frustrating, Syiham always did a regular apple in my class every morning before the bell rang.

I don't know what his purpose is to do that. Ever since the day he gave me brownies, I've been friends' lips in class. Not only me, Syham did not escape too, but in fact he was not also deterred. Crazy little brother! I'm not sure if he really wanted me, there must be something behind all his attention. Not intended to equate all the men who approached me, just reflecting from practice. Anyone who wants to be close to me unless something else is planned.

As usual, I went to school quite early this morning. Class was not there until a few minutes later came Dea and Dila who also subscriptions come in the morning. I leaned my body and head against the chair, today I am not so excited. Ah, surely after this will come Shiham as well.

An idea was thought out in my brain. Immediately I ran to the back of the class and sat on the floor, where it was possible not to be seen from the front of the class. I hope today there is no interference from Shiham.

"Dila, Dea, later if Syham comes here you say that I did not enter, yes."

"Lho, why? Shouldn't hide, pity your guy." Dila laughs wryly.

"Cowok, dude, your bald. I'm not dating him. Just tell me I'm not going in anymore. Okay, Dila? The dea?" Both nod.

Not long after the figure that awaited also came.

"Assalamualaikum, Shiham is coming." I peeked from under the leg to see the owner of the voice that was near the door.

"Waalaikum hail, Shiham. What's up?"

"Find Partiyem." I closed my mouth so as not to make laughter. Who's Partiyem? In this class there are no students with such names.

"Partiyem who?" Dea was also astonished as it seemed.

"Devi!" Heh, I can't accept him changing my name. Just like my grandmother's name!

"Now change people's names!" seloroh Dila was on my side. I who observed them fighting in hiding were eager to laugh.

"Not that, Partiyem is my favorite name for Devi. It means women who PARas and Tingnya make aYEM heart." I almost broke my laughter because of the partyem-an. Dila and Dea seemed to hold the stomach for being too loud when laughing.

"Eh, even laugh. Where's Devi?" shiham's Omelette on Dea and Dila.

"He didn't come in" said Dila.

"Seriously he didn't come in? Pantes had no motorbike in the parking lot," said Syiham looked disappointed.

Well, it turns out there are benefits to park the bike in a different place than usual. If only the usual place to be my motor stop is not used by mothers who want to shop at the spill market, maybe the plan to cheat Syham can not run optimally.

"Yes, he didn't come in. That's the letter on the teacher's desk." Tumben Dila is a genius, he pointed at the envelope on the teacher's desk that actually had the student's license from yesterday.

"What's he hurting?" Shiham took a few steps, but it made me feel anxious. Do not-don't Shiham feel curious about the letter that was appointed by Dila earlier and deliberately to ascertain the contents.

"Where are you going, Ham?"

"Look at the letter" Shiham replied so casually.

"That's kind of a letter to the teacher. You can't just open it." Dea told Shiham.

"Oh, sorry then. Yes, everyone, I go to my class" said Shiham.

I came out of hiding when there was no sound of Shiham. I also peeked out of the window, and it turned out that he had walked up to the field. Nice work, Dila and Dea!

"Okay, thanks, yeah!" I said to Dila and Dea.

"Together."

I went back to the bench and sat there. Alwi and Nindi also came, maybe they had agreed to go together. Alwi looked at me in surprise, he also seemed to be carrying a medium-sized cloth bag.

"Lho, this is Devi coming in" said Alwi.

"Why?" my many.

"I was hiding. I'm tired of seeing him," I complained.

"It's not getting better? If so, do not forget the treaty, "goda Nindi.

"You're the same one he is. I'm just like Shiham," as well as I'm already upset.

"Eh, can't, dong. Nindi can only be like me!" alwi.

"As far as you are, Al. Uh, what is this? From Shiham?" I opened something that was inside the bag that Alwi was carrying.

"Make you, Dev. That's special from Syham."

"Eh, don't want to. This is you who are loved." I shifted the bag right in front of Alwi.

"That's for you, Dev. Just eat, then plan to buy soto with Nindi on break. Instead of the rice is not eaten constantly redundant, mending for you," explained Alwi while staring at Nindi flirtatious, disgusted!

"I'm not you guys?" my many.

"No, we want to be together." said Nindi.

"Nin, in the cafeteria where can you be alone?" I laugh.

"We didn't eat it in the cafeteria, behind the class. The breeze, the beautiful rice field scenery, alone, romantic, right?" Alwi smiled, maybe he and Nindi had eaten there before.

"Yes, yes. Not coming with me later. I want to be in class anyway, getting caught by Syham can even be dangerous."

"Well, you should be in class."

***

The last hour is boring. Coincidentally also the subject is IPS. Bu Yana was still excited to explain about the continents in the world. Bu Yana's condition is inversely proportional to the students who began to sleepy and engrossed themselves. I also did, even Nindi also seemed uninterested in the subjects this time.

"What are you doing, Nin?" I was astonished by Nindi who was busy tearing the paper into small pieces.

"Just get bored, Dev."

"Oh, tumben." Nindi didn't touch my words.

"Dev, Devi!" Nindi scatters the paper pieces until they hit me.

"Devi! What the hell is that? You just make the class dirty." I got a reprimand from Bu Yana. I was immediately the center of attention of my friends. What's wrong is Nindi, to what am I being invaded?

The bell at home finally rang. Thankfully, the time I was waiting for finally arrived. After this I will go straight home and if possible will take a nap.

After picking up the bike in the parking lot, I immediately went home. Today everything went well without any serious problems. Even more pleasant, Shiham did not reveal his nose before me for this day.

Upon arriving home, I was surprised by the guests who came. I rarely open the front door during the day. In addition, the existence of a motorbike in the yard strengthens my guess if there are guests. Maybe your friend or someone who wants to order chicken.

"Sir, just got home. Something came out of there." Rehan came up to me who was putting down the bike.

"My friend? Who?"

"I don't know, just go there."

Who is the guest coming?

Hey guys, thank you all for stopping by my amateur work. Don't know anymore, maybe lately can not up routine. I still have other activities at home. Please pray friends, I am doing research to retrieve data for my script. Big thanks & _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________