GRAF'S THEOREM

CHAPTER 3 LAST NIGHT

Gladis and Dawn let Anggita walk alone enjoying the neatly-appeared pile of books. The girl seemed oblivious to the whereabouts of her two friends who chose to leave her alone, not to turn her head or even not speak at all. You are busy flipping through books, briefly reading the writing on the back, then put it back and walk again.

"I'm the same Anggita nginep in your house, how?" ask Gladis.

"Have a son! What if I bring two girls home? Not to mention the neighbors will be blessed! Heuh! Oh no!" Dawn quickened its pace but Gladis was stopped.

"Aggita's Love! He must be under a lot of stress! She rarely smiles a week, Faj. Every day in his working class he just mingkem, study and learn like a madman. Not to mention that there was Rangga, his aura had turned all dark!!!" 

"You should remember Rangga as his cousin! If his brother can't fight, how are we the only crumbs?"

"Ih! I told you the guy was stubborn!"

"Keep I can what? I got him again, Dis!"

The dawn smothered his mouth quickly.

"Who's nagging?" Gladis asked for an answer.

"Udah! Lupain only!"

Dawn stepped away but Gladis again managed to hold it back.

"Don't tell me that Rangga has been wronged by you!"

The eyes of Dawn looked in all directions.

"When? Say, Faj! My why! If not, I told Anggita!"

The dawn was silent for a moment.

"When Gilar kicked him in class, we continued to rest the three of us spend time in class.", said Fajar.

"She's the same relationship that she's with you?"

Dawn took a deep breath before finally exhaling it slowly.

"He doesn't like me talking to you. It happened when I went to the cafeteria. He suddenly intercepted me in the middle of the road and dragged me to the back of the school!"

"Crazy for the kid! I'm not sane!"

"He said if I dare to deketin Anggita, even chat, he will give the calculation to me!"

"But, how do you want to slap on us? It's been a long time, Faj!"

"When it was hit by the Rangga, I was not even afraid of him. I even want to deket the same you guys, especially Anggita. Poor look at him! no one wants to take him apart from you."

"Good job, Faj. You are the best! Don't follow the cowardly Anceman like he's a mah!"

"But I can't help you right now. Aggita still in disturbing the Rangga. I was not as brave as Gilar to kick Rangga kayak at that time. Original! What a cool turn! But I'm also ashamed of myself!"

"You're not Gilar, Faj. Don't want to be with someone else like that. Just be yourself!"

Gladis patted Fajar's shoulder slowly. Before the man suddenly inched away the girl's hand from her body.

"What are you doing again?" anggita asked who was suddenly behind Gladis.

Gladis momentarily fell silent, looking at his hand that was pushed aside by Dawn.

"It's okay, Ta. This is another discussion about the task! He said there was something Gladis didn't understand. Have you seen the book?" timpal Fajar while approaching Anggita.

"If so, we go back! It was afternoon too! My mama must be mad if I come home lazy!" kilah Dawn.

"Basic child of mami!" sela Gladis while wriggling Anggita's arm holding a book, "back and forth! But, jajan first, dad!"

Gladis pulled Anggita's arm, after Fajar who was silent for a moment looking at the two who had walked away. 

"Sorry, Ta. I can't keep Rangga away from you." The grunt in the heart.

***

Gladis and Anggita go hand in hand, while Dawn follows behind the two. The weather was cloudy. The three stopped at a stop not far from the bookstore, sitting on a stop seat while continuing to chat lightly. Sometimes interspersed with the laughter that is now riveted from the lips Anggita, sometimes also interspersed with the look of the sour face of Dawn which is always in the corner.

"Sometimes I feel lucky to get along with you guys, but sometimes I feel bad too!" gerutu Fajar while putting on a grim face.

"Don't be a guy, Faj!" sela Gladis

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"You're the one that the other kids avoid the most, but I've been challenged by you guys!" keep Dawn again.

Suddenly Anggita fell silent, so did Gladis. Both of them chose to look at the passing car. The bus they were waiting for arrived. All three went up in sequence. Anggita and Gladis sat next to each other, while Dawn was behind him sitting alone.

Gladis turned towards Dawn, "sorry, Faj! Hopefully you don't lose well won't be the same as us! If I'm the same Anggita, I understandably shunned the class children. If you are not comfortable with us, do not need to be forced. Just away! We're doing all right. Aren't you, Ta?"

Anggita. He also changed his position to look towards Dawn.

"Yes, Faj. You are free to meet anyone. We don't have to be the same! Deket same we are a lot of problems. You're definitely gonna get hit!"

The dawn was silent for a moment. Looking at his two female friends who suddenly spoke at length, especially Anggita. The fact he had been hit by Rangga had he covered up, even he considered it just a dream. Although it does not make Rangga stop bothering Anggita who has openly rejected his declaration of love.

"I'm comfortable with you guys. Just calm! I didn't get hit by anything, Ta. I'm fine!" said Fajar while looking at the two with a smile.

Cars continued to drive away from the city center where they used to spend time after school. Of course everything is for the sake of entertaining Anggita who is always moody during her time at school, especially if constantly bullied by Rangga. Although since the existence of Gilar who decided to sit beside him, Anggita's smile slowly appeared even though only occasionally.

***

Anggita walks slowly under the drizzle as he gets off the bus. Both friends waved their hands before the bus drove away. He inhaled a cross-breath, continuing to walk into the quiet residential area. Day began to darken, several times he turned to the right and left looking around. There's no one. However, just as he was about to open the gate of his house, a horn made him turn to look for the source of the sound. Anggita sculpts with his hands holding the handle of the gate tightly. The drizzle is still pouring until it makes his hair wet. Someone got off the duck bike and walked slowly towards him.

"Where did you come from, Ta?" ask the man in a deep black coat whose hair is also wet.

"Gillars!" he said then, "why are you here?" tanyanya confusion.

"I'm waiting for you. Your mother said, You haven't come home. So I'm waiting here!" gilar said while pointing at his motorbike parked across from Anggita's house.

"Why not go in? My mother is upset with you?" ask Anggita later.

Gilar laughing.

"No, Ta! I'm the one who refused to go into the house."

"Why?"

"Iawkwardly! I don't usually talk to mothers."

"Ih, weirdo! Come inside!" 

Anggita opened the gate of his house, walking slowly but Gilar was still in his place.

"Why? How is diem?"

"I'm going home, Ta."

"Well? He said wait for me?"

"Yes. Waiting for you. Now I've met. So I'm just going home, Dad?"

"Who? Is that all?"

Gilar moved his foot toward Anggita. An elusan again landed on the top of Anggita's head.

"Inget well message me well, Ta. Don't go out of the house tonight! Whatever happens!"

"Why?"

A story landed on his forehead. Anggita grimaced while rubbing his forehead, while Gilar set foot away.

"Gillars!" exclaim Anggita made a step Gilar stopped instantly.

The man looked at her with a smile, "why else, Ta...?"

Angita was silent for a moment. Adjusting his suddenly irregular breathing.

"Eleventh grade, what do you want to choose?" ask Anggita then who makes Gilar laugh out loud.

"What do you want?"

"The people are back! Was ah! I'm going in first!"

Anggita closed the gate while Gilar chose to walk and ride his motorcycle. Anggita kept silent for a moment watching Gilar leave on his motorbike, a wave of hands ending the unexpected encounter. After Gilar leaves, half-running Anggita enters his house with a fluffy smile. Greetings he made half screamed loudly to make his mother who was folding clothes made amazed.

"What the hell is it, Ta? Surprise me, mother! There was someone in front of the house. He was told to come in and refuse!"

Anggita approached his mother who was sitting on a chair, still folding clothes that had been neatly piled up.

"Well, Mom. Not the guy?"

His mother looked at her daughter.

"Your boyfriend?"

Aggita manyun, "not really. But... Assume I like him the same."

"If the child whose name is Rangga is what? Who likes to come home to study together!"

"Oh..," Anggita thought hard, "he's just a friend. People who need help!"

"Whose tea was it?"

"What do you like?"

"That's it!"

"Gilar Shahputra! Absent 18, my dear friend Anggita whose hair is curly. And son." Anggita covered her mouth with both hands.

"What kid?" Mother investigated.

"Good boy means, Mom."

The lady smiled stiffly. He almost made the guise of Gilar as the leader of the XXX motorcycle gang. He could not imagine what would happen if the mother knew who the man was waiting for her daughter.

***

The sound of knocking made Anggita ring out of his bed. When he opened the door, his mother stood up while holding a tray filled with tea and biscuits.

"The ladder just came here. I told you to go home!" his mother half whispered.

Anggita kissed her mother's cheek, then took over the tray from her mother's hand.

"Thank you, Mom. I know you the best!"

However, a screaming voice suddenly sounded from the outside area. The two look at each other. Another scream followed later. Anggita put the tray on the nightstand, then followed his mother who was standing next to the window of his room while opening the curtains a little. Anggita's eyes widened when he found a crowd of men. He knew two of them; gilar and Rangga were standing facing each other. Rangga's hand seemed ready to lift a fist in his hand, but Gilar just relaxed.

"Wooh! Who the hell is fighting in front of our house?" his mother's eyes squinted trying to recognize their faces.

However, Anggita hurriedly closed the curtains and pulled her mother to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Here you go, justin! It's just some thugs here, ma'am. Let Pak Satpam take care of it. We don't have to go out!"

His mother nodded obediently. Several times stroking his chest tried to calm down.

"Mending Mom rest. Let's say we'll learn another lesson tomorrow. How's it?"

His mother nodded and chose to go. Suppose you close the door, lock it. Then he opened the window and found Gilar standing there. Looking towards him. A moment Gilar and Anggita throw a glance at each other, before Gilar finally goes by with his motorbike. Hurriedly Anggita grabs her phone, looking for Gilar's name among all contacts. He pressed the phone's handle icon button, bringing his phone closer to the ear. A click at the end of a familiar sound.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Ta!" greet Gilar across the voice.

"Wa'alaikum hail! What were you doing in front of my house?" the tone of Anggita is rising.

"Ignore it...."

"What are you doing?" The law demands an answer.

"Boy problem, Ta. Girls don't understand. Already! Just nyantai...."

"How's nyantai? You're the same Rangga hit each other! I saw it for myself!"

Gilar no longer spoke even though Anggita waited for the man to refute his words.

"Gillars! Answer!" Anglika.

"It's a man's business, Ta. Girls don't have to interfere. You pretend you didn't see."

Anggita inhales a long breath then exhales it with a loud voice.

"Aren't you afraid that Rangga's reporting you to his Father?"

"Udahlah, Ta. You pretend not to see. Okay?"

"Can't do that, Gilar!"

Suddenly the clicking sound made the sound of Gilar disappear. Anggita stared at the annoyance of his cellphone which he then threw into the bed. He dropped himself, rubbing his head with both hands. Suddenly his phone vibrated. A message came in. However, his face suddenly stiffened to find the message he received.

Rangga: Are you the same as Gilar? Answer honestly! If not, Gilar I will make it in DO from school!

Angita bit her lips. His eyes were tightly closed. His phone was tightly clutched. Many times his breath echoed in the room. 

Meanwhile, Gilar was sitting on his motorcycle. Looking at the window of Anggita's house from under a thick tree. Occasionally looking at the screen of his phone, a conversation between him and Anggita that ended with the word DANGO. He repeatedly tried to send messages, but repeatedly deleted them.

Gilar: Good night, Ta.

Gilar: See you tomorrow, Anggita.

Gilar: Don't think about what happened, Ta.

Gilar: So what are you going to major in?

Gilar: Make me any major no problem, Ta.

Gilar: I entered the same department as you?

Gilar: it's cold outside. Can I come in, right?

Gilar: Your cool mother can ngusir the Rangga subtly.

Gilar: Greetings to Lala's mother. Say, she's so pretty.

Gilar: What's Lala's mother, Ta? How did he suddenly miss her?

Gilar: Are you asleep, Ta?

Gilar: Want to be my girlfriend, don't you, Ta?

All the messages he typed again he deleted. Choose to put his phone in his pocket and look at the window of Anggita's room that has darkened. 

"Good night, Anggita. Have a nice dream!" he said then before turning on his bike and leaving passed.