From Dinta

11

That day was Arkan's first day in suspension. That morning also as usual my parents still always quarreled at every opportunity. In a hurry I immediately left and ready to call the ojeg subscription worker Bi Nani to take me to school because Arkan of course will not go to school.

I got to the front gate and saw Arkan on his motorbike and whistling while looking up at the clear blue morning sky and soon realized that I was right next to him.

"For a long time, what was the first?" He asked while looking at his watch.

I saw him from the ground up, from top to bottom because he was in complete uniform even complete with his bag.

"Hey, even dumbass, come on. It will be late again" he said again.

"Ko? Want school?" Ask wonder.

"Yes no, it's on suspension." The answer.

"Continue this?" Show me the uniform.

"Well when should I tell Bubu or to dad, or to Rahfa's sister who I got on Din's suspension? It can be fried me" he replied.

"You didn't say?" Ask again.

"Udah kek buyers have a lot of money. Udah let's hunt already noon the gate is closed tau tasa" he said and turn on the bike and then I ride.

At the gate, many people were looking at us. But we don't care about everything. I'll just go downstairs.

"How much bang?" I asked while competing to get money out of my pocket.

"Make a beautiful neng is not anything you love for free, but later malem nginep in the house of Abang yah" he replied to make me spontaneously punch slowly his arm.

"The perverted ojeg, I can report to the police and in the noose of article 338 of sexual harassment." I said while holding back a laugh remembering the incident at the fried rice place.

"Hahaha that's murder, not sexual harassment. School neng who really dong not only in the slap of people" he said with a smile.

"That's it ah, I'm going in" I said.

"Hahaha yaudah greetings first to the father" he said while holding his arms and acting straight like a father who drove the child to school.

I smiled and accepted his hand and shook hands.

"Mr be careful on the road" I said.

"Yes son, learn the real son, do not be a child who does not boast please" he said.

"Euuuuhhh the father of whatan kek gini" I said annoyed and Arkan just laughed.

"I'll pick up Din" he said again.

"Yeah, I'm going in, you're not going anywhere"

"Walking" he answered directly.

"Origin don't do anything" I replied.

"Daaaah" he said, and I replied, and then he came in and he left.

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Three days had passed, during which time Arkan still drove and picked me up at school and whose parents knew he was in school as usual. All through school, she just went to the cafe or just hung out and picked me up and came back with me at normal school hours.

Day 2 Arkan in the school suspension determines the decision for Andi who is allowed to be rehabilitated first after his agreement with Andi's parents as well.

Day three Arkan on the suspension Andi also apologized to me sincerely. He came to my class to talk to me. And it was with great pleasure that I forgave him and he thanked me for the forgiveness I gave him.

That afternoon after school on Saturday, February 28, 2009 I went home with Arkan as usual and in the middle of the road rained down rapidly.

"Yes" I answered from behind when my uniform and he was wet, but it was the same dear book in the bag.

At that time he and I stopped at the head of a toy store and knickknacks on the side of the road.

"Wet worship is also the father of this when the responsibility" he said after taking shelter.

"Book nih dalem tas alasah ah kalo kebasahan" I replied.

"Yes, too, my dad" he said, looking at me.

"Yes" I replied while nodding and my body started to get cold at that moment.

"Cold huh? How's dong? I don't have a jacket anymore" he said.

"Gakpp is" I replied.

"Shortly" he said as he crossed the road when it was raining very hard.

"Where are you going?" My yelling.

Long enough I waited until I finally saw him carrying two bags of tea, like warm tea.

"Nih" he said, pointing it at me "from the cold" he said.

"Thanks" I replied and started drinking it.

I was stuck there with Arkan for a long time. It was very upset, want to keep raining what's going on with my books, Arkan also did not bring raincoats anymore.

"It's been 4 o'clock more you know Ar but we're still here where pegel has been standing quite a long time to keep going this way" I muttered but he just kept quiet and patted my back as a signal telling me to be patient.

I looked back and there were two fathers who were both sheltering there but soon the fathers were standing. I immediately pulled Arkan's hand to sit in the place that had been left by the fathers who chose to break through the rain like it.

"Well, if gini is good. If you still want to try mah-tujanan from earlier aja sono pak go" I said to speak for myself.

"Yeeeeeeeh this boy did like the fathers that time" he said with a smile.

"Don't sit down gini" I said

The rain was still happy to fall, my eyes were also getting tired of seeing the rain, the topic of conversation was over I discussed with Arkan, I began to close my eyes and the rest I do not remember.

"Din hey" the voice was faintly heard and cold hands clung to my cheeks several times. "Such kebo si, Din, want to nginep here what how? Let's go home the rain has also subsided" he continued again and I immediately opened my eyes and realized my position was on Arkan's shoulder at this time. I quickly woke up.

"What time is this?" I asked suddenly while looking at the rain that had stopped.

"It was 5 o'clock" he replied.

"Jaudah let's go home" I said standing and then sat down again with dizziness.

"Fffffftttt, Dinta Dinta has sat down for only 5 minutes to recover your consciousness" he said and five minutes passed my consciousness has really gathered.

"Let's Ar go home ah" take me.

"Yes come. I'm fully aware, right?" He asked and I nodded and Arkan immediately approached the bike and we went home.

Arriving at home I quickly took a shower and when looking in the mirror apparently there was a small hairpin with a small panda head on the tip is in my head clamping my hair that usually decomposes to the side even sometimes to the fore.

"This is from Arkan?" I ask for my own reflection in the mirror. Then I smiled happily and then took a shower in a good mood of course.

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