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Part 14's. H-8 "Second Monday"
The night before today at my house, there as usual my father, mother and sisters are busy with their respective activities.
"Where have you been" she asked me at the time who had just seen me coming home.
"From home to the future-in-law." Whisper me to mommy so don't hear me because dad doesn't want me to have a girl before I finish all my studies.
" Anything can be you. At most you've run out with Riko." My mother said she couldn't believe my reason. Riko was my friend at Junior High who currently chose not to go to school.
"Yes already if you do not believe later mother asked directly the same person alone." answer from my lips. Mother already knows who I mean. My mother once set me up with a wulan.
Then I went gargling to remove the bitterness of the coffee that was still attached to my lips.
Then for a moment the image in my mind turned out this is the taste of my love for Wulan now like the bitter coffee that Wulan made it.
God might be testing me, whether I'm going to back off or swallow it patiently.
But I am sure that one day God will see this effort of mine and fill the sugar in my cup of sweetness so that it becomes a happy sweet. " Oh my God...
And this morning at school the lessons went on as usual until the break time not so much memories were etched that morning until the break bell rang.
When the break arrived I left class to find Alex and Martin to discuss the ball volleyball race later. And plan to do it for a little while in the afternoon.
Long story short that afternoon we passed the day at school as usual until the end. And when we broke up from school I saw Wulan coming up to me......
" Let's go home..." Bring Wulan to me.
The reason he came was because at that time Lia's brother was escorted by a motorcycle.
" Tumben wants to go home with me." I told him.
At that time Alex and brother Martin still have additional lessons. So they are third grade so soon they will be finished.
" So don't want to, the story." Ejek Wulan's.
Followed our steps towards the school bus stop.
" By the way. Can you play volleyball? " said Wulan asked me.
" I can't play" I told Wulan.
" Don't lie to you, said Om you're good at it. " Said Wulan.
" Wait a minute... You know where.?? oh, so yesterday you eavesdropped on my conversation with Om Tinus yesterday Yes!!!" I told him.
" Yes, I'm just guessing" said Wulan evaded the reality.
" Halah.you are suitable to be an antagonist when playing drama." I said to Wulan.
" Don't bother you, gini-gini my heart soft know."" he said with a cry.
" Soft what... Your heart is like the coffee you made yesterday!!!" I said to him with a little glare.
" Hahahahhahah, he thought you forgot about yesterday. It turns out that it is still remembered yes." said Wulan while laughing spoiled.
" Hahahahaha.it's not funny to know." I said.
" By the way thank you, yes, yesterday you did not say the same about Tinus coffee." said Wulan to me.
" Yes, you're a good one, but because of you, it's me who has to suffer."" I said slightly.
" Sorry. Haha... " Wulan apologized to me.
Seeing Wulan like that it felt like I wanted to hug her tightly and say...
" For me, you're never guilty. I don't understand your attitude." I said in my heart.
" Wulan, may I ask for your hand." I said to him.
" For what??? Want to write a poem in my hand yes." asked Wulan to me.
" It's been here." I forced it a little.
I picked up the ball and started scratching some scratches on his hand.
" Call me if you miss me again." I told him.
" Cieee...believe in you" said Wulan.
Not long after that, the bus we were waiting for arrived. We went inside and left the stop we were at.
When we got home, the bus was just leaving.
" Wulan.. call me." My hands move like they're holding the phone in their ears.
Wulan just smiled and continued to step away leaving me who was still standing on the sidelines.
That day I always cantongi in my pants. Waiting for Wulan to contact me but again Wulan's attitude is unpredictable. That day there was no phone call at all. With a little annoyance I kept the HP in the drawer and left it in bed because later in the afternoon there was a volleyball practice.
When I woke up in the afternoon I did not touch it at all because I was busy bathing and quickly to the field.
Once there the children were as crowded as ever. There's Alex and Martin's brother, too.
"Where are the brothers all ready" I said to Alex's brother.
"I think we're going to lose. Right now we just have people who are all old." Said brother Alex.
" Nothing that matters can hit the ball is enough" I said again.
Then brother Alex gave me some names like: Om leksi 38 years, Om Ale 39 Years. Om Ignas 40 and Bang Adi 31.
Plus Riko, Alex's brother, Martin's brother and me.
After that we started doing some basic exercises like pasing and a few times doing smas until night almost greeted us. And the afternoon rehearsal was over.
Long story short, after from the field I went to deliver the names to the house of Om Tinus as the village head in the village of flowers.
"Tok,,, tok,, tok,,," knocked on the door. And what opens is heart.
" Hey the sniffler." I said mock him.
" What's bothering people." said Wulan.
" Who is Wulan?? (the sound of Tinus from inside the house)
" I want to bring the names who want to join the race later." I thrust it to Wulan.
" I go home first om." said goodbye to Om Tinus.
" I'll go home first. The eater.!!" I told him.
Suddenly Wulan's hand reached my waist and pinched it very hard.
" aww.. " Strapped his hand and ran away from him.
"Daaa,, pinchman, And nagger." I said mocking Wulan.
" look out for you" said Wulan threatening me.
" Hahahahaha.
Ah ... This self is increasingly convinced that Wulan is the best choice. If today I do not have a full Wulan, then I am the most stupid human being in the world.
" No, I must have it." I muttered in my heart.
My days are getting better for me tomorrow. My dream is to have a full Wulan. And my footsteps this time have found the point of purpose. It came into the hands of Wulan.
" See you in the next episode "
" My best regards is greeting you "
From Rhido
Dear Wulan's.
