Dupus

Chapter II

     You're the reason I smile, if you're sad, what will I smile about?

     dafa Garuda, Temanggung 2019

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      That morning, the sun was shining so well, that it did not rule out the possibility of this Monday ceremony being held. Seen there, the little girl in the rectangular hijab walked hastily through the hallway after the long hallway occasionally stopping abruptly as someone blocked the path. Unlike usual, at seven or less five minutes they looked neat and prepared for the field. Grasping tightly the gray hat that is no longer good while tidying up the black coat wrapping the osis uniform. Amora screamed when a loud whistle managed to pierce her ear hole. He found Mr. Lala standing at the end of the corridor with a black peci attached to the head. It's just that they are all on standby, apparently there is already a "sword" that is hanging in the corner.

      Amora is widening her steps. Run up the stairs to the second floor where the class is. Once there, the girl leaned over neutralizing the stinged breath. A moment later, the tiny hand moved to grab the bottle of drink on the table, who did it belong to. Downing the cold liquid then dismantled his old green bag.

      " Tumben was late," a tall figure was already standing in front of the door of his quiet classroom. All the residents here have been flocking since the arrival of Amora. There are only two girls left who are still glazed at the front door of the class.

       " Worse," answered Amora. He moved quickly to the field. The figure chuckled as Amora chose to be indifferent. It speeds up the pace of equalizing position. They walk in tandem.

       " It was late, huh? Where the hell are you taking pictures?" tanyanya gently. No sunkan justifies the location of the slightly exposed Amora hijab.

       " About until the hour is a dozen times yes," replied Amora slowly. Dafa, the man stopped his steps. Makes Amora want to not stop. The girl scrunched her forehead. Is something wrong?

       " Why did you get to Malem? No longer havin me. Next time not to forget the time dong" cerocos Dafa with a tone full of emphasis. Amora turned the lazy eyeball and then pulled Dafa out of place.

        " Usah ah, it's not important to say this now, mending a sneak into the field!"

        Amora drags the end of an unbuttoned Dafa suit. He widened his pace while pulling the selfless man behind him. Already knew his body was heavy, even complicating the steps. Do not step the legs of the goods in the least, Amora is not strong.

        " Dafa! You go dong way, heavy tauk!"

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       The journey from the field to the classroom made Amora feel a little tired. Jostling with hundreds of students who pushed each other for a path to get to his class. Amora is still busy justifying the headscarf that is bent for wearing a hat. The weather was really hot, Amora thought it was just plain sunny, but over time made her head dizzy as well.

        In Temanggung, it has been about one week of the transition season. Morning until noon hot then by late afternoon already cloudy. No doubt if many of them began to experience mild illness disorders such as flu, fever, and even diarrhea.

        Amora stepped into the classroom. The atmosphere is now very noisy. This morning, they prefer to do tasks that have not been done last night, or even noisily looking for articles for report making materials. Ah, Amora recalls, last week's practicum report was gathered tomorrow Thursday. It becomes inflamed on its own. In addition to the density of the shooting schedule, this report is much different from the usual report. Maybe because of the formatting effect of the new teacher, so it is almost similar to college children. Should be based on sanitation, articles, and other bla bla bla.

       " It's empty until the second break, what do you plan to do?" Amora turned her head when a voice took away her daydream. He smiles. Looking at her chairmate with a look of sumringah. This is exciting news.

       Amora turned her back slightly, she reached into the bag behind her back without intending to reply to a question from Vera. The girl's arm grabbed a small notebook and placed it on the table. Not bad, he did not bring a report book, so it is better to pay for editing photos last night so that tomorrow more free time.

      Vera snorted, she folded both arms on the table "I think it's a hard hobby huh," he said slowly. Amora giggles. He opened the notebook and turned it on. A few seconds later, her screen changed, showing a photo of herself with Dafa and her Junior High friends in the town square about a week ago. Vera bent her head, looking for something that could be used as a temptation.

       " Ciaatt, embrace again the same as mbeb, when?" as well as Vera's actions, luck sided with her for seeing Dafa's arm perched sweetly on Amora's shoulder in the photo.

       Amora who originally served a lot of messages from Kak Ebie, one of her upperclassmen who is now carrying out Industrial Practice is now looking up. Glancing at Vera who was claiming to lower her eyebrows. So cute sook.

       " Last week, it was a normal time, Ver" Amora replied briefly. His hand moved to grab the mouse that had been installed on the notebook then began to get busy with the editing application. Lucky last night his picture was moved, so he's not too late.

       " Eh, where the hell is it?" ask Vera again when returning to the kepo with a photo displayed on the screen Amora notebook. It's a picture of Amora with someone who once filled her days. You can call it an ex.

        " Congratulations, Malioboro"

        " How rich are foreigners?"

        " In addition to the place now has been somewhat different, the angel is also considered"

        " Crazy, a cabal of photographers ya gini" decak Vera amazed. He showed his delight several times when he saw Amora struggling with some color effects on the photo that made it more alive.

        " So malem means yes, Mor?"

         " Yoi"

         " Pantes, inWhatsapp tick one"

         Amora chuckles amusedly. Although his gaze was still on the photo, at least Vera still felt Amora did not ignore him. Already familiar, the habit of the girl sitting in the corner of the class when the clock is empty, taking advantage of time to just write, edit photos, or chat with sister Elie.

          Amora rarely interacts with her classmates. Since the class was randomized, he became lazy if he had to mingle with friends who could not be one thought with him. More leads to men, flirting, or even busy discussing how to beautify yourself.

        Amora this is not her realm. After all, he was comfortable with his own activities. Let's say introvert, it's not so. Still occasionally joking with other friends even though not after the first time when joking with old classmates.

         " Amora sought Dafa,"

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       Amora was singing her lips when Dafa never came. He busied himself opening his cell phone because he knew there was nothing he knew in this crouch except Dafa. If Dafa is different again, he is a pretty popular boy, royal, so anyone can be a chat friend.

        Amora hasn't said that she and Dafa have been close enough for a long time. Since the second grade of the first semester, the man who often participated in basketball was often met with him when Amora often picked up Ghana who incidentally one extra with Dafa. Be, a girl who has a hobby of sleeping in the wild with a great ball reflecting man. Not a companion anyway, a close friend only, or. ah, Amora does not want to detail.

         " Dreaming continuess!" dafa said by extending the end word. Amora looks. Sliding seating for Dafa because the gazebo is made with a table attached to the floor so that it is difficult to separate and a concrete bench designed around this open room. Dafa sat down and placed a bowl of siomay beans in front of Amora.

         " It's been a long time" murmured Amora. Dafa just chuckled. Before long, an ice milk order came ushered in by the canteen guards. They both smiled.

          " From dong, Mochi"

          Amora reflexes. He frowned looking at Dafa with a confused look. Mochi said? This kid's not drunk, is he?

         Dafa chuckles. This Amora's expression was truly adorable. If only the girl had not worn the hijab, her hair would have been rattled by her burly hands.

          " Mochi?"

          " Yes, your cheeks are chubby, rich in mochi that I made yesterday's practice" Dafa replied as he rolled his eyes. Amora glared in shock a little unacceptable, but a second later she smiled at the laughter of Dafa just off.

          " That's a smile"

          " What's the matter?"

          " You're the reason I smile, if you're sad, what will I smile about?"

          " DAFA GOMBALL!!"

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       " Daf, I want to see you"

      Amora grabbed the end of Dafa's black bag strap. The two of them were walking towards a parking lot that was quite far from their class. Half an hour ago the bell went home and they just decided to go home. Amora said waiting for a quiet parking lot, when in fact, want to until Maghrib even this parking lot will not be quiet. They will come home when the sky is dark. Whether it's overcast or because of the night. Surprisingly, this school can make students feel at home here. In addition to wifi reasons, those who just hang out here will feel very comfortable, sometimes feel lazy to go home. If there are activities that make them go home early they do not go home soon, although initially will cheer happily. In essence, the most important thing is that they are free from the shackles of subject matter.

       Amora stood beside Dafa as the man grabbed the handlebar of his matic motor parked under a lush tree. Intentionally so that the seat is not exposed to the sun so that it is safe if occupied; not hot. Dafa left with his friend, so when he came home he could be with Amora.

       " Aren't there still?" ask Dafa. Amora so looking at a good place in front of the motorcycle dealer Kandangan area, the area where she lived. Dafa did too, but now prefers to stay at his grandmother's house in the Walitelon area.

        " Nothing" replied Amora lethargic. Dafa took a deep breath and handed the brown bogo helmet to Amora.

        " To the market?"

        " No, you must be tired. Tomorrow is easy"

        " I told you, you're the reason I smile, if you're sad later-"

        " Uh ah, a lot of your dreadlocks. Go home"

         " Yourself?"

         " Yes,"

         " Sure?"

        Amora nodded steadily. The motorbike had already come out of the parking lot gate. Walk slowly towards the main gate. Dafa chuckled as he watched Amora's irritated look through the rearview mirror.

        " No cry?"

        " Dafa is his mouth cute rich chick!"

         " Dafa's mochi is funny anyway,"

         " Dafa diem!"

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